Old Ray inhaled deeply.

Okay, good, here it is again, new hatred and old hatred This is the feeling of never forgetting.

This product can also use our words to directly buckle the pot on us, which is definitely the level of a veteran party cannon in the political arena.

Where did this guy learn these skills?

Did he really read the autobiographies of politicians?

Lao Lei frowned and had no clue, when he was twenty years old, he was still fighting for the small goal of the school's student president, if he had this kind of skill, I should be the president now!

Thinking of Donald, Lao Lei was shocked, and he didn't ask the point until now, Joe's big mouth and temper...

Sitting in a chair, avoiding Sean's gaze, Lao Lei listened to the conversation between the two while picking a question to Ellie, and now he had to ask the hospital about the dancing of the living corpses.

"It's just a drone, Mr. Sean, you know what I mean, uh..." Alyselle looked helpless, her eyes straightened, as if she had seen some terrible news, and when she contacted Sean's answer just now, she immediately understood.

"Just now, those corpses in the hospital came to life, and we suspect that they are infected with the virus, which is terrible!"

"Strange argument, is the living more terrible than the dead? Isn't Jesu dead and back alive, and he's terrible? Don't you still write a book? Sean smiled coldly.

It's up to Uncle Jesu... Analysts are numb, this... Damn, what's right?

Lao Lei's fingers quickly drew circles, and the meaning was unclear.

"Is there any conclusion?" He asked softly, turning his head.

A special group was comparing the two scenes, the dialogue here, and the corpse dance in the basement 4.9 kilometers away.

It must be determined whether it is really controlled by Sean or someone else, or if Sean caused it.

If it's him in control, then it's okay... Well, it's not good, with such a powerful telekinesis, who can be his opponent? It's still such a lawless character.

If it was caused by him, then it can basically be determined that it is the cause of the virus.

If there are other people, then it is a complicated situation, in short, all kinds of super troubles.

"We made comparisons based on the situation on both sides," the analyst gently explained, "and the basement dancing seemed to be in the middle of the beat when the questions were asked,... We're not sure if it's parallel or serial, because maybe his brain is very computational! ”

Lao Lei didn't want to listen to the beep of these digital men: "What's the conclusion?" ”

"The conclusion is that it is impossible to confirm whether he is manipulating." The analyst blushed and bowed his head.

Old Lei looked up to the sky and inhaled, didn't you think that the focus was on rhythm!?

The damn musical cells of the dead bald head, that damn sense of rhythm, there is a great possibility of dual-mindedness.

Lao Lei lowered his head and instructed: "Pay attention to the rhythm of the platform design question, and let Ai Lijie break the rhythm over there to ask." ”

"What rhythm?"

"323211323211..."Lao Lei snorted in a low voice, looking at his subordinates with a bewildered face, "Rabbit Dance!" ”

The analyst immediately understood that it is difficult for normal people to do things in two ways, such as dribbling two balls with both hands, and masturbating while watching a movie, but if the rhythm of one thing is broken, another thing will definitely be stuck.

Why is the rhythm of the rabbit dance music attractive, it is because of the simplicity, why should the dead bald head use the simple, because the simple occupies less resources, he can play like this, you let him change to pull three to try, he can still talk while remote control?

"Okay, I'll have someone design another rhythm."

"No need to design, just use the war song, we have to bring this rhythm, directly use the background sound, it doesn't matter if it's quiet, he can hear it." Lao Lei said softly.

"Yes!" The analyst took the order and left, anyway, what Ai Lijie said had to be filtered by the platform, and it was easy to add a faint BGM.

Lao Lei recruited an assistant: "Remember, increase the artistic literacy of these people in the future, don't just know how to calculate numbers." ”

…...

The rhythm of the war song is also fast and exciting, so Ai Lijie was speechless to see the platform prompt: the next questions are read strictly according to the marked score.

What is this doing to the song score! Besides, your words don't match the score neatly! Ai Lijie scolded in her heart, she is not a pat singer, and she can't say anything.

No one explained to her why, and as soon as the sound began, the majestic war song poured into the headset solidly.

The prelude is too short!

The thinking is a bit chaotic, but fortunately, I don't need to think about it just by reading the words.

"No, I mean,..... Those people are not alive, they are still dead... Medically! ”

Alyse pressed the beat of the war song and began to forcibly pull her skin, she didn't know what the specific situation was, just like Sean said, she was just a mouth.

If you look at the platform, you will speed up here: "Anyway, Mr. Shaun, those people are dead!" It is illegal to desecrate corpses, and we must have a minimum of respect for the dead! You're right? ”

If he was an ordinary patient, I would have concluded that he would have been sent to a psychiatric hospital!

And whoever came up with the idea to let me speak in this tone, I want to give him a certificate of illness!

Elije's heart was filled with rage.

However, when people are extremely sick and can't die, you can only sacrifice your knees, and every sentence I have to put a question worth at least five million... Uh, that number made Ellie's heart skip a beat... It's actually the rhythm of the rabbit dance!

In my ears and in my heart, the two rhythms are so wrong and messy, after this incident, I may have to take a long vacation for the rest of my life! Elejie thought sadly.

Since the beginning of the virus, Ai Lijie's brows have become tighter and tighter, about dancing or something, she doesn't have a complete picture in her mind, the platform only talks about the corpses in the hospital dancing rabbit dances, and it is suspected that Sean is controlling it with telekinesis, how many corpses are jumping, and what level of dancing they are, she doesn't know at all.

I can only rely on the materials I have seen in the past: folk line dances, dancing in the cartoon skeleton bride, and wobbly shots in zombie films...

If it's a bunny dance...

An extremely absurd picture appeared in Ai Lijie's mind.

The platform said that it was controlled by Sean with telekinesis, hell, he was so powerful!

What makes Ellejie even more unbearable is that this dead bald head is still fighting with herself.

When the drumbeat of The Phoenix came out, Sean smiled disdainfully, there is a disease and such a serious occasion to play BGM, it seems that these guys have a lot of bad moves.

"If a person is dead and shouldn't come back to life, what should a doctor do? Illegal? Desecrate? Which law says corpses can't dance on their own? What is the definition of blasphemy? Nine miles away? As for respect, is it legal and respectful to strip a poor person naked and tied to a bed and still convict him in private? Because he didn't die? Sean squinted and asked rhetorically.

"Head, look!" The analyst pointed to the incoming voice curve, and such a long list of words actually matched the beat of the battle song, "It seems that he was influenced by us!" ”