With no test subjects, Luke didn't know what the illusory "limb" was for.

But judging by Kilgrave's abilities, this line should be a means of manipulating others.

You can only wait until the right object to try again. He pondered in his heart.

Looking at the data detected by his body, he nodded: "Sure enough." ”

When he activates his ability, the pheromones in his body increase rapidly for a short period of time, and then decrease rapidly.

Apparently, these freshly produced pheromones were released from the body.

In addition to instrumentation, another effective detection method is sensitive olfaction.

It can detect the movement of the thin lines of pheromones in the air.

The main body of the line is his own scent, which is then mixed with the indescribable trace smell of pheromones, mixed into a new scent.

This is similar to Kilgrave's approach to smell, but the specific smell is very different.

To put it simply, his and Kilgrave's scents are like two completely different types of perfumes, and the keen sense of smell is not confused.

After analyzing all the data of himself, Selena, and the gold nuggets, he stored the data in a special notebook and put it back in the storage space.

Now, all of the data he studies is on these specially made notebooks and memories.

These notebooks can only interact with data through the UPS interface, and the removable memory is destroyed every time data is transferred.

Luke's physical fitness is no longer human, Selena is also at the level of a quasi-transcendent group, and the nugget is an alien species.

As long as the data of two people and one dog reads it once, they will notice the problem, so it is always right to be careful.

Even in Gary's database, there is no detection data for him, Selena, and Gold Nuggets, so as to avoid being breached by Gary's protection and discovering these deadly things.

Well,Like a certain young man, he has a good habit of quietly hacking into other people's hosts to download materials.。

After doing all this, Luke also went upstairs to wash up and sleep.

……

The next morning, there was a rare sunny day in New York, and there was a faint sun on the horizon early in the morning.

On the fourth floor of an old apartment building in the Clinton district, Jessica got out of bed in the apartment, her eyes glazed and her hands scratching her messy black hair.

After a while, she felt that something was wrong: "Well, why didn't you have a headache today?" ”

Looking at the golden light spilling in obliquely on the gray glass, she muttered: "It's dawn, I actually slept until dawn?" ”

According to her own habits, she must get drunk every night, and use alcohol to numb her mind in order to fall asleep in a state of confusion.

Because of this, she always goes to bed late and wakes up early.

Her transcendence is that she is not completely immune to the side effects of alcohol, but she has to drink the strongest vodka to do it, and the feeling of hangover is not less than that.

This morning, she didn't have the dull pain in her head after a hangover, nor did she have the feeling of a dry mouth when she woke up.

A calm and restful sleep puts her body in a comfortable and lazy state.

She couldn't help but fall down again, leaning back on the couch and watching the wisps of light and shadow change in the windows.

After a long pause, Jessica suddenly jerked up: "No, it's the little policeman?" ”

Just now, a little bit of the picture of last night flashed in her mind.

She remembered that Joluk had come the previous night, and then the image of him standing in front of her was also a little impressed.

What happened next? She scratched her head.

It seemed like he said a few words to her, and then she ...... Kissed it?

Jessica is not embarrassed about this, at least the other party is a big boy who she looks very pleasing to the eye and has a refreshing and pleasing temperament.

But as she continued to think about it, her face became embarrassed.

own initiative...... Seems to have been rejected?

Luke's expression of "horror" first, and then "the rest of his life", she can feel it completely now.

Is it that exaggerated, am I ugly?

She was stunned and thought for a moment, then suddenly came back to her senses and put her hands in front of her mouth: "Ha~"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!" She jerked her hands away, lifted the blanket, and rushed to the bathroom: "Why does it stink so much!" ”

She finally understood why a certain little detective had that look on his face last night.

After brushing her teeth and taking a shower, Jessica was refreshed early in the morning, and her mood seemed to be relaxed, as if a large stone pressing on her chest had been removed.

Lazily walked to the living room, and suddenly a little silver light flashed in the corner of her eye, shaking her.

She was stunned, stood still, and slowly turned her head to look.

This is...... A door?

Jessica stared at the gate for a moment, then walked to the gate and stretched out a hand to touch it.

The cold touch told her that it was not an illusion, but a real object.

“W！ T！ F！ She couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

I saw a silver metal door that looked very thick, which had replaced the original glass window and wooden door, and stood there quietly, the sunlight reflected by the window glass, making it shine with a silver dazzling light.

In game terms, it's like a +9 piece of luminous gear.

The door is not fully embedded in the door frame wall, but is slightly inward, with eight metal strips of the same silver embedded in the wall, looking like a strange metal spider.

It's not ugly, but Jessica always feels that something is wrong.

After pondering for a moment, she reached out and pulled her eyes slightly lower, and a small observation window appeared.

To add insult to injury, there is a row of small metal fences of the same silver color on the observation window.

She took two steps back, moved her upper body left and right, looked at the metal door, and suddenly scolded again: "Fako! Isn't this a prison door?! ”

No wonder she always thought it looked familiar.

No matter how she looks at it, she also thinks that the height of this silver glittering door is similar to the door of a special prison or mental hospital in the movie!

Which neuropathy quietly got this thing on his doorstep? Is it trying to imprison yourself? With this thought in her mind, she couldn't help but look at the window.

There were still a few ordinary sliding glass windows, and even one window was ajar that she had forgotten to close when she had opened it last night.

So, this door wasn't modified to imprison him? She stepped forward again, hesitated, and slammed her fist into the door.

The cold metal door only shook, standing there without any scars.

Jessica couldn't help but increase her strength.

Rumble!

The walls shook with a dull sound.

A female voice upstairs suddenly screamed: "Early in the morning, are you crazy?" If you're crazy, you'll go to a mental hospital......"

"Take care of your own stinky mouth, you Bichi." She raised her hand and gestured her middle finger above her head, sending her close neighbors above her head a warm greeting on a daily basis.