After separating from Shiraki and Shentu, Tang Tu and Van Gogh returned to Bertha on the train. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ge Lin was reading the newspaper when he saw Tang Tu and the two coming back and greeted him warmly, "Hey, our hero is back, congratulations." ”

Van Gogh leaned over and picked up the newspaper in Green's hand and read it for a while, "Hey, it reports on what we did, and it actually mentions the names of the two of us?" ”

"Of course, you killed Ellioson and destroyed Starley's analgesic potion production line, costing them a large chunk of their income." Greene said.

"But most of it is criticizing us as anarchists and undermining social order. Because of what we did, the nursing homes were closed and the entire city's healthcare system was thrown into disarray? Van Gogh read the exact words from the newspaper.

"It's a crime of desire, you're just sabotaging Starley's plot, they're deliberately amplifying the situation, and then it's on your head, that's their sinister face." Greene said.

"We can't get carried away, we were meant to rebel against Starry, what should we do next?" Tang Tu asked Ge Lin.

"There seems to be something going on with Mr. Bell lately, you can go and see him." Greene said.

So, Tang Tu and Van Gogh went to Bell's laboratory.

"Hey, Mr. Bell, we're bothering you again," Van Gogh said, "aren't Shiraki and Shentu here?" ”

"Oh, that scared me," Bell dropped his tools, "Brother Shiraki went out on a mission." ”

"I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Bell, you seem to be a lot haggard." Tang Tu said.

"I've been so annoyed lately, that self-proclaimed great but actually idiot Starey has been ingratiating himself with me lately, and he's offered me ridiculously high prices to work for him." Bell said with a frown.

"You're not going to be impressed, are you?" Van Gogh asked.

"Never! Speaking of Starley, he's still misleading the public by sending the wrong information to the outside world, and I think he should be stopped, preferably by sabotaging their transmitters. Bell said.

"It's up to us, but we need more detailed information." Tang Tu said.

"The transmitter is in Starry's company, it's heavily guarded, and I think you're in need of some weapons that can be used from a distance with a wide range of effects, such as... My newly developed bomb.

This bomb has spices added to it that can stun enemies. I made three additives with different concentrations of acids and compounds, and one of them was definitely the right formulation. ”

"Oh? Let's put it to the test. Van Gogh said.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of Bell's lab, and Mr. Bell walked over to the window to take a look.

"It's these people again, Starry's people again, but this time they look a little aggressive, and it seems that they are impatient with my refusal." Bell said.

"We happen to be here, why don't we teach them a lesson?" Van Gogh jumped for it.

"Ah, I have a great idea," Bell was also interested, "let's play a game with them, you take these bombs to the rooftop, and when I say the name of the fruit, throw it at the nearest thug." ”

"You're naughty, Mr. Bell, but I like the idea." Van Gogh said.

Bell took a bunch of bombs and handed them to Tang Tu and Van Gogh, and then took out two more insels-like things and handed them to the two.

"I almost forgot about this and put this thing in your shoes so you don't get caught up in the electricity that goes through the soles of your feet."

"Electricity? What's installed on your roof, Tesla coils? Tang Tu quipped.

Tang Tu and Van Gogh climbed onto the roof and found a good angle to prepare to drop the bomb.

Bell walked out of the lab and went outside to talk to Starry's men, "Hello guys, I'd love to have a cup of tea, but I'm afraid it's too late..."

"Save your little tricks, we're here to smash your studio." Thug A said.

Thug B said, "We've heard that you've built an electricity here and been eavesdropping on information from Starley Corporation, is there such a thing?" ”

"It's not true, it's like Starry Telecom is sending out unfair inquiries, gentlemen." Bell said deliberately.

Thug A raised an eyebrow, "You're saying it again?" ”

Bell sneered, "Your boss's promise is like putting PI in place, and his actions are about to start becoming..."pear' shape!" ”

After a pause, Tang Tu reacted and hurriedly dropped a bomb below.

A cloud of lightning appeared, and then a cloud of green smoke filled the air, enveloping Bell and the two thugs.

The corners of Van Gogh's mouth twitched, "... I'm still wondering what the shape of a pear means... Another thing, the electric light was actually emitted by a bomb..."

There was a coughing sound in the green mist, the voice of the two thugs.

"Uh, I don't feel very comfortable..."

"It's disgusting... Vomit..."

The green mist quickly cleared, and instead of dizziness, the two thugs became even angrier.

"Oh-oh-oh, I'm going to—" Thug A approached Bell.

Bell's eyes narrowed, "Imps! London is full of foolish little rascals like you..."

"I'm furious, Bell, listen up, or I'll beat you to deafness." Thug A said.

"Oh pun, your wordplay makes me laugh, and I can't help but worry that your IQ is only stupid, as small as a 'apple'." Bell said.

This time it was Van Gogh who dropped a bomb, but the bomb only emitted a little light, and a colorless stench spread through the air.

Thug B yelled, "What a mess, why does it stink so much..."

Thug A suddenly coughed, "Oh, what's going on, my throat is choking... Ahem, ahem..."

Bell raised an eyebrow and said, "It must be those imps throwing stink bombs again, as is often the case around here." ”

Bell stepped back, and the three people below changed places, and Tang Tu and Van Gogh also moved on the roof to re-select their positions.

Thug A was a little impatient, "Okay, tell us where you hid that electricity or something, I'm only counting to three." ”

"Three? Okay, yes, see how many you can count. Bell said.

"One..."

"Do you really think I'm going to hide it here? Do you see any cables? A telegraph is as useless without a cable as a bell without a hammer. ”

"I'll give you a bloody bell hammer!"

"Well, bless my shoes, you're purple like... A 'plum'. ”

This time it was Tang Tu's turn again, and he dropped a fuchsia bomb down.

"Ahh~~" The two thugs trembled in the electric shock.

Looks like it's right this time.

Tang Tu and Van Gogh jumped off the roof and took the opportunity to stun the two thugs. (To be continued.) )