Assistant Yan did not respond immediately to Lieutenant Colonel Lu's cold noise, his eyes swept over Zhang Yingying next to him, and stayed for a moment, just in time to make eye contact with the latter.

This Assistant Yan is about in his early thirties, of medium height, and may not be as tall as Zhang Yingying in high heels, but his posture is vigorous and powerful, and his face is quite handsome. It's just that the corners of his lips are habitually pursed, his expression is cold, and he doesn't look very easy to speak.

And the most impressive thing is his eyes, the pupils are slightly dark red, and there are similar colors oozing out around the orbits, especially at the corners of the eyes, which are intertwined with the protruding blood vessels near the temples, which is quite uncomfortable for the senses.

Lieutenant Colonel Lu saw that the two were looking at each other, but they didn't know, and they didn't help to introduce them, so he spoke again and turned his focus to himself:

"Assistant Yan, is there anything you need my help with?"

"According to the opinions of the command, a batch of testing equipment was transferred from our company to screen the suspects temporarily detained on the ship."

Assistant Yan was expressionless, and directly operated the bracelet, signaled to Lieutenant Colonel Lu, and quickly passed the authorized appraisal.

"Testing equipment?" Lieutenant Colonel Lu said curiously, "The search below is over?" ”

"Not yet, but the equipment accuracy requirements are high, and it takes some time to install and debug."

"Yes, yes."

Lieutenant Colonel Lu was a little regretful, since it was the equipment reception, as a supervisor, he must be present. The cordial exchange with the young lawyer can only end here.

He motioned Assistant Yan to wait a while, and turned to Zhang Yingying with a smile: "Miss Zhang, let's get here first?" It's still early, I'll arrange a cabin for you and rest first. I will arrange for someone to send you the information you apply to retain. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel."

Zhang Yingying knew that she was no longer suitable to stay in the monitoring center alone, so she took the initiative to reach out, shook hands with Lieutenant Colonel Lu, and said goodbye in advance.

When passing by Assistant Yan's side, Zhang Yingying smiled kindly, and her eyes narrowed slightly, but she activated the automatic shooting function of the contact lens to take a photo of this person's face for archiving.

The corners of Assistant Yan's lips twitched, and he didn't know if it was a response. His eyes did not fall on Zhang Yingying, looking at the angle, it was the surveillance screen cast indoors.

Zhang Yingying glanced back at the moment she went out, Lieutenant Colonel Lu was quite cautious, and he didn't want to give someone a handle, so he had already signaled his subordinates to switch off Ronan's close-up, and at this time, on the surveillance screen, Ronan's figure had been hidden in more than a dozen similar pictures, which was not too conspicuous.

But Zhang Yingying just had a strong feeling:

The focus of this Yan assistant's gaze was on Ronan, and he hadn't moved for a long time.

Walking in the internal corridor of the warship, Zhang Yingying entered the image she had just taken into the database and determined the search criteria:

"From the perspective of uniforms, it is Azure Security, a professional security company under Quantum Company; Able to communicate directly with the military, the position should be considered high-level; And the pair of eyes......"

After a few seconds, an alert sounds: "The data is classified as secret, and your authority is insufficient." ”

Zhang Yingying was not particularly surprised, she just pouted and switched to another information channel. After a while, a simple personal file was extracted.

The reason why it is said "simple" is because there are still a considerable number of them that have been blocked. However, judging from the available information alone, it is already possible to verify some of her guesses.

The electronic photo on the file is exactly what Assistant Yan looks like, but he is seven or eight years younger, and he is showing a high-spirited smile.

Yan Yongbo, the former lecturer of Zhixing College, voluntarily resigned in 90.

Father, former professor Yan Hong of Zhixing College.

"Well, it's a narrow road...... Did he recognize it? ”

Zhang Yingying thought of the conversation she had with Xie Junping before boarding the ship, and here, she had to make corrections: "The giant ship of Quantum Company doesn't care about the little ants, the spiders on it or something, not necessarily. ”

It seems like a troublesome choice...... Give up?

As soon as the thought moved, the wonderful picture presented under Ronan's pen flowed in his mind.

"Really cool......

The "cool" Ronan is still painting, and even though he has entered the fixed state, locked the source of interference, and confirmed the true face of the ghost, he has no intention of stopping.

The feeling of the nib being one is truly amazing.

The Burning Demon Shadow is an incredible existence, Ronan doesn't know how to classify and characterize, even if he enters the fixed realm, how to deal with it, he doesn't have too many clues.

However, when he holds a luminous pen in his hand and lets the lines flow from under the tip of the pen, all problems are not a problem.

The material and the spiritual, the real and the unreal, the present and the future, multiple dimensions are intertwined, from multiple angles, depicting the same goal at the same time, no matter what, the inspiration will never run out.

The distorted, symbolic sketch of the prison building is showing a clearer and clearer conceptual thread.

Ronan's lips unconsciously opened and closed slightly, and he silently recited the mantra that had already been ripe, and only chose the first four-character paragraph:

My heart is like hell!

The silent recitation is silent, but the ideas carried out in it have never been so condensed as they are now, so that they break through the boundary between reality and illusion, and enter the level of visualization, as if they have become an iron mallet, knocking heavily on the visualization figure.

Like a bell, like a chime, in the fine vibration, countless silver filaments are extracted and split from the graphics, and countless flickering and extinguishing structures are randomly built, and there is a close correspondence with the "prison building" on the notebook.

Some are clear and upright, some are distorted and blurred, and the images are also very different.

Inside, there are densely woven fences, closed iron cages, jumping arcs, and hideous light guns...... In short, each piece, each piece is a symbol of violence and coercion, and it is a detailed embodiment of the sketch of being imprisoned.

Due to the jump of consciousness and the random brushwork, most of the structures are only superficial, and do not conform to the principle of construction at all, and the time of existence is very short.

But every time the coiled and broken silver wire structure is swept over, the burning shadow that has penetrated into the inner layer of the visualization figure is like a great enemy, constantly swimming to resist, which is quite embarrassing.

The Burning Shadow also wants to disrupt it. The problem is that the process of unfolding in multiple dimensions at the same time is completely beyond its control.

Ronan didn't know why the Burning Demon Shadow, which was more than a hundred feet tall and unstoppable, had gone wrong and was so unbearable, but he wouldn't stop.

Don't stop chanting, don't stop contemplating, don't stop writing!

Gradually, Ronan gave up on injecting detailed inspiration into the sketches, and instead began to do subtraction, reinforcing the idea threads that became clearer and clearer.

In the visualization figures, those dancing silver threads also seem to sense the strong and pure thoughts in his heart, and hundreds of flashy constructions collapse with a bang, revealing the simple and pure structure of the tetrahedron again.

In the center of the figure, at the center of the inscribed ball, there is a "bang" sound, as if carrying the heart trembling.

In the face of this change, the Burning Demon lost the courage to linger any longer. In the darkness, the flame retracted, detached from the visualization and turned into a red light that ran through the air.

It's the visualization level, where is it going?

Without ending the thought, this void world was turbulent again, and the red light seemed to penetrate an invisible film, and after a slight stagnation, it increased its speed and broke through the air.

The moment the "film" penetrated, Ronan's consciousness suddenly became in a trance, and a cold metal wall, a laptop resting on his laptop, and ...... appeared in his vision I am drawing with a pen.