Hearing Ciel's words, Hood glanced at Beth.

He was asking with his eyes.

"That's true, whether it's simulated with the fighting style of the two or through the comparison of previous data, Hill's probability of winning is as high as 72%, and if you add the environment of flat ground and obstacles, the probability of winning is only higher." Beth nodded, and said what she knew.

When Hill heard this, he brushed the hair from his ear and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

"Your judgment is that Milo's eyes and temperament have changed? Other than that, are there any other changes? I mean very obvious differences and changes that can be easily verified. Hood's face was still not good.

"Executive Hood, I've already said it, he doesn't understand me, or ...... Not at all interested in my words, besides, Milo seems to have forgotten the rules of the game, if he is really Milo...... Speaking of which, does it take so long to check the soul mark? If the test is not Milo, it will be good to deal with it directly according to the process. ”

"By the way, my three points can't just be counted, this game has to be counted as a win. Yes...... With that said, it suddenly occurred to me that all of his stats had become quite high, especially his defense, and my ultimate skills didn't seem to have any effect on him, which definitely got to the point of ruining the balance of the game. Hill placed the cup in his hand on the tea table.

Hood glanced at Beth again, and he didn't seem to want to answer that kind of question.

"Miss Hill, the question now is ...... There is nothing unusual about the soul mark in Milo's body, that is, there is nothing wrong with the soul in Milo's body. Beth was very embarrassed when she said this, and that's actually what she and Hood were embarrassed about.

At the moment, Hill was glad he wasn't drinking, otherwise he would have squirted.

Just then, a tall woman walked in through the doorway, "Ciel, what's going on?" ”

This woman's appearance and figure are no worse than Hill's, but her personality is much calmer, her name is Vina, and she is Hill's tournament leader, similar to the profession of an agent.

"It's just that Milo suddenly changed into a different person, but the soul mark was checked out to be the same person, so ......" Hill spread his hands, very helpless.

Vina sat down next to Ciel, gently put her arm around Ciel's shoulder, and whispered to Ciel, "You go back first, just leave it to me here." ”

Hearing Vina's words, Ciel hesitated, then nodded, but when he was about to get up to leave, he was stopped by Hood, "Please cooperate." Hood's tone was very tough.

"Hood, it's enough for me to have this matter, Hill still has a tough battle to fight the day after tomorrow, how can she stay with you all the time, she not only has to spend time studying the opponent's information, but also formulating tactics, there is no extra time to waste here. As for the Milo matter, all issues should be handled by your organizers, and now that I am sitting here, I am very cooperative with your investigation. Vina was the first to stand up.

"Can't go." Hood crossed his fingers with his hands and covered the lower part of his face.

Beth smiled, completely afraid to interject.

"Hello, may I come in?" A very young man stood in the doorway, looking like a teenager, but his movements were very mature, and the most noticeable thing was that his voice was very soft.

The man was the tournament leader of Milo and was named Roland.

"Please come in!" Beth said hurriedly.

"You're the tournament leader of Yellow Springs?" Vina fixed her gaze on Roland.

"You're the Apostle's tournament director?" Roland also set his sights on Vina.

The two are about the same height, and in this way, they become four eyes facing each other.

But what is contained in these two pairs of eyes is not love, but ...... Grumpy people who don't like each other!

"Two, I think it's more important for us to get down to business." Hood also stood up, and the two of them were in high pressure.

"Executive Hood, how's Milo doing now? I mean...... Is he still Milo? If it's still Milo, then I still have to do my duty, if not, then I'll leave now. Roland asked softly.

Hood took a deep breath, he really didn't want to answer the question.

"There's nothing wrong with the soul identification check, but ......" Hood was interrupted by Roland in the middle of his words.

"Meaning he's Miro?" Roland's tone suddenly became tough.

"I'm afraid it's not Miro as you think he is." Hill blinked as he finished speaking.

……

Unlike Hill's treatment, Milo, also known as the three of them, was sent to the Soul Examination Room.

During this period, Qian Jiangyue did not speak, and the two did not persuade, but also chose to remain silent.

They're now planning to build a team, and in doing so, it's going to be a better understanding of each other, and the extent of that understanding depends entirely on the relationship.

It's just that no matter how deep the relationship is, you have to keep a certain distance to maintain it well, and many secrets can't be known to anyone except yourself.

With the help of the staff, Milo was imprisoned in an oversized eggshell.

Immediately afterwards, in the inner space where the three of them could communicate with each other, there was suddenly an eyeball, and this eyeball kept rotating around the three of them. At this moment, the aperture suddenly turned gray, and then Milo's figure appeared outside the aperture, and the eyeball shifted its focus after spotting Milo's figure.

After checking that there were no mistakes, Milo was sent to a simple interrogation room.

After a while, a middle-aged man in a robe walked in, holding a small sand table in his hand.

"Hello, Milo, can I ask you some questions?" The middle-aged man placed the sand table on the table between the two.

Hawkeye didn't speak, and now in this situation, he can only choose to be silent.

The middle-aged man waited for almost half a minute, finally determining that the person sitting across the table would not answer his own question.

"Then let's talk casually, anything." The middle-aged man said earnestly.

But Hawkeye still didn't speak, he just quietly watched the other open his mouth.

"You...... Do you understand what I'm saying? The middle-aged man shook his feet.

There was no answer.

"Are you deaf?" The middle-aged man asked again.

But the situation is still the same.

"Hey!" The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and waved, "There is a change in expression, it shouldn't be deaf, that is, can't you understand what I'm saying?" Or is there something wrong with the head? ”

After thinking for a while, the middle-aged man pressed his hands on the sand table, and then changes began to appear on the sand table.

Colourful sand forms patterns that are divided by lines like a jigsaw puzzle.

Then the pattern of a puzzle piece disappeared on the sand table, and next to the puzzle, three very different patterns appeared, and then the middle-aged man pointed to the place where the pattern disappeared with his right index finger, while his left index finger kept moving on the three pieces next to him.

"He's testing his basic logical thinking skills." Qian Cangichi told Hawkeye what he thought.

"Hmm." Hawkeye didn't say much, reaching out and picking the right one.