"It's hard to imagine that we're here for this...... I mean, what's the use of this ability? Lila said, "I'm not a Skittcandy?!" And no one can prove that she's not talking nonsense! ”

"All right, Lila," said the young man who was in charge of the computer, "don't be so grumpy—you should be glad that we've found our goal, and the rest will be much simpler...... Bear with me, baby, I don't like sand either. Using the Reader ,!.. 【Shrimp Literature]"

"I hope it's as simple as you say," Lila said, standing up and walking around the room, his heels embellished with metal plates, walking on the carpet and clicking on the screen on the floor was distracting: "It's clear that the Yankee wants to make a lot of money." She stopped suddenly: "How much do you think she can be worth?" 'Boss'? Ten million, or twenty million? I don't think the man's appetite will be small, look at their bets! ”

"If it doesn't exceed 500 million, the agency will consider it." "Chief" said.

"It's unbelievable," Lila said indignantly, "she's so much more expensive than me!" ”

The red-haired Judas's expression suddenly became a little subtle.

"Because her abilities are quite mature and useful," said the "Chief", he took an orange-flavored 'milk' candy in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it directly, "The 'Agency' is short of manpower right now, and we need more, I mean, the Strangers who have not yet been discovered and controlled—but you also know that the average Stranger is often the same as a normal person before the first riot, and there is no reliable equipment to identify them- And she's the only person we know today who can accurately identify the Stranger, even if he- she's a net with a tracker, and with her, we can catch more fish. And ......" "Boss" glanced at Lila and said in a gentle tone that could be said to be rare for him: "For some underage abilities who have not yet awakened, early detection may have saved their lives. The Shrimp Literature is the fastest) will attempt to expel and kill the Abilities, especially those who have shown their abilities for the first or second time. But the "novices" who have not mastered it, many of them are still ignorant children, and they don't even know what is happening to them. He was beaten, shot, and even buried alive.

Lila kept her mouth shut.

Sean. Battier had been listening and watching with interest, and then he duly raised a hand: "Oh, look. He's already making requests. ”

"Dear Hopkins," Ivan shouted sweetly, his gaze wandering from Big Hopkins to the ground, and from the ground to Baccarat's table. Finally, from the table to Hopkins Jr.: "I hate a lot of people, but alas, they are not here now, but fortunately there are you - I hate you, Hopkins - I see that you are still with a gun, which is good, do you think we should play the game we just played?" He raised his finger slightly: "Pick up the gun, press the trigger, it's simple - you can aim at anyone." My little brunette. Your son, your mistress. Your son's friend, you ...... Yes. He smiled deliciously, "And me, it's the best option, but you have to be careful, I have something in my hand that can send us all flying off the earth in one go—the kind that doesn't come in chunks, of course." ”

"Where did you get this madman?" Battier said.

"It's not us," the "chief" patiently replied, "it's Samael." ”

"Anger? (Samael is one of the fallen angels, and the seven deadly sins represent anger)" said Batyr, who waited for a while without getting a reply, knowing that the other party did not want to explain too much to him for the time being, although he and the institution could be said to be in a partnership, so he wisely changed the subject: "What are you going to do?" I mean, what's going on now? ”

"I thought Anthony. Hopkins is your friend. ”

"I'm just a normal person," Battier replied quickly, "There's nothing I can do about it." ”

"See!"

The loud noise startled everyone in front of the surveillance screen, and Lila almost fell to the ground, while "Chief" was nearly killed by a piece of almond nougat.

"What's going on?!" "Chief" immediately shouted into the microphone: "Abel, answer me!" ”

Most of the surveillance screens were filled with a white haze, and several of the screens had turned black - the surveillance probes had been destroyed.

After a while, about the time to drink a cup of coffee, a voice finally came from the other end of the communicator: "'Boss'? ”

"I'm here."

"The matter has been settled." Abel said, "They are all alive." ”

The "......" "Boss" bit the piece of nougat that almost succeeded in murdering him: "Good. ”

Able turned off the communicator and came out from behind the curtain, he knew that the "boss" was going to be disappointed, and the matter was settled, but they still hadn't figured it out...... Anthony. What exactly is Hopkins' ability? Is his ability offensive or supportive? Which gear from A to G is it? What are the restrictions? What is the maximum area of influence? Can it be controlled or counteracted by this ability? None of them knew anything about it - the research department of the "Institution" had speculated a bit - judging from Sasha's ability, he should have inherited and synthesized the abilities of both parents, and the ability that could help other abilities expand and enhance was rare and precious, but it could only be classified as a purely auxiliary "sexual" ability - his ability could not directly harm others.

Anthony. At first glance, Hopkins seems the same, in the FBI case file, he has barely used the power beyond ordinary people's perceptions, yes, his strength is unusually large, and his speed is like a vampire, but many paraprofessionals can do this - some have suggested that Hopkins's abilities may be extremely close to mind control or interpretation, but if so, the G ward of the "Agency" Tower of Babel, where Hopkins Jr. was imprisoned, It is difficult to give a reasonable explanation for the completely torn and destroyed cells - the experts and researchers at the scene have examined and analyzed almost every fragment hundreds of times, and still have not been able to come to a solid conclusion. The "head" who was forced to leave the Tower of Babel could no longer know everything inside as well as he used to, and he could only get some leftovers from it, such as the fact that the glass wall that could withstand the explosion of armor piercing shells and powerful bombs was "evenly" shattered, like the effect of someone holding thousands of dwarves' small hammers striking at the same time in half a second or less - the force exerted on the wall was very stable and even, and the recovery was very timely, The fragments of the wall were cemented by the fire to the ground that was only about a foot wide, and there was not a single dot in the rest of the place.

To this end, they also carefully investigated the "patients" in the G ward at that time, and none of them were capable of doing so. A sudden mutation cannot be ruled out, but both the monitoring equipment and the "patient" who later fell into the hands of the agency again are sure to scatter the sand. Hopkins' room was the first to go wrong.

(To be continued)

n (one second to remember the world)