While the DEO side has already decided on tonight's action and is starting to prepare like tea, Xingle's side doesn't look like he wants to watch like this.

Walking on a rugged trail made of only broken rock, Xingle jumped on each of the rocks that served as a jumping platform as if it were parkour, and ran up a small hill in the fastest way.

On this hill, you have a panoramic view of the entire city of Nasino, which is one of the best in terms of observation decks.

And here, there is a small white-walled villa located here, and there is a satellite dish above the roof, but I don't know that the power and internet connection here are complete.

The villa is a one-story building, and the floor is partly off the ground, which looks a bit unremarkable, but there is a panel on the door that reads - Stars Detective Agency, but there is another plaque below that reads: Closed.

Just looking at this strange combination, I'm afraid no one will really come to the door.

The villa here was originally a detective agency, and now the ownership of the house is in Xingle's name, but Xingle did not inherit his job, but used it as a place of his own work, that is, a place to write novels.

Of course, from time to time, it can also be used as a base of action for another job.

Opening the door, Xingle walked into the house, and saw that the house was full of daily necessities and furniture, in addition to the bathroom, there were two rooms for people to live in, which can be said to be perfect for people to live in.

Near the dining room was a desk with various files, and an old typewriter in the corner of the table looked very good, though no one had sat in that position for several years.

When Xingle came here, it was usually a holiday, and just like today, he would live and write here every five working days, as long as he had supplies every month, he didn't have to worry, and no one would come here, and the people who had asked for the commission before also learned that the original detective was no longer here, so he didn't come to the door again.

Brian's family knows that Xingle is a remote villa, and they are a little uneasy, but after so many years, they are used to it.

"When this is over, we need to clean up."

Touching the desktop and seeing a little dust stained on his fingers, Xingle made such a thought, and then turned on a straight face, took out a strange silver-framed mobile phone, and pressed a black button on the operation panel of the large refrigerator that seemed to be embedded in the wall, and a built-in notch mechanism automatically popped up on the panel.

Xingle put the phone into the gap, and a glowing arc appeared on the floor under Xingle's feet and raised a layer of glass, locking Xingle in it, and then Xingle and the refrigerator in front of him slid vertically, like an elevator.

In addition to a quiet workspace for Starle, this house also has an underground base of operations that allows Starle to investigate everything going on in the city.

This is one of the reasons why Xingle has always been here.

Less than thirty seconds after falling, Xingle followed the floor to the underground about thirty meters above the surface, and finally, the large refrigerator in front of him was divided into two doors with the middle slit as the dividing line, and what appeared in front of Xingyue was an unbelievable empty space underground.

The whole space is paved with special pitch-black metal, its smooth surface is comparable to a mirror, with metal gaps as lines, lighting up enough to illuminate this space, near the entrance, there are more than a dozen standard work equipment desktops divided into two columns, and in the middle of the end is placed an extremely high-tech computer desktop.

The equipment here is far more than the equipment of the Batcave and DEO, and it is impossible to imagine what kind of surprises there are here.

The desktop on the right column has different analysis equipment, such as spectrometers and other items are not enough to see, and on the other side there are all kinds of strange equipment, some are swords, some are guns, but the shape is extremely strange, have you ever seen the design of adding a palm print scanner to a pistol and a game keyboard on a short stick? This makes people feel that this designer is not designing weapons, but bells and whistles.

However, there are also equipment similar to the book-shaped utensils in Xingle's hand, but they are all neatly inserted into a large charger.

On both sides of the space, on the left are large equipment and tool magazines, and on the right are paper case files and evidence boxes organized from various bookshelves, which seem to be in good order.

And at the very end of this space, there is a space separated from this base, and the pitch-black metal makes it impossible for Xingle to see inside, but Xingle knows that if you go in casually, you will wait for all kinds of pain to beat you to death.

"Here we go again... Let's get to work. ”

Xingle looked at the equipment here, and sighed helplessly, there are no other surprises and surprises for this secret underground base, it can be said that it has been so many years and is used to it.

Walking to the farthest computer desktop, casually putting the backpack away, Xingle began to skillfully operate the computer, using the unique system in this computer to control all the eyeliner arranged in the city, and soon Xingle was able to read a list, the list is a series of codes and numbers in the order, with their respective status, remaining power and positioning.

Xingle temporarily screened and fixed the positioning in a certain suburb, and that suburb is the underground branch of DEO, so this guy has known for so long.

The serial numbers on the list were reduced to dozens, Xingle looked at the positioning on it, began to open these one by one, and opened the perspective of all the options on the list, and then on the computer screen, dozens of images appeared, some of which were pictures of mountain and rock walls, and some of which were pictures of underground facilities in the suburbs.

DEO was actually being watched by Xingle like this, and he didn't realize it... That's a big difference, isn't it?

Judging from the changing angle of view of these lenses and the oscillation of the angle of the frame, the lens that captures the frame can be moved and change the angle of view.

Xingle clicked on one of the screens and began to type in commands one by one.

Maintain optical camouflage, sneak, go to the lab, monitor.

After entering the command, the camera of this screen began to move deeper into the facility, because the self-active artificial intelligence of this camera is still very advanced, and it is equipped with quite advanced optical camouflage functions, and it will not be simply discovered or accidentally bumped into.

As the camera deepened, Xingle saw a large number of staff members processing new chemicals in the laboratory, and making simple inferences based on the chemicals they were holding, Xingle knew that the DEO staff were making a large number of hormones, which should be prepared to attract a large number of 'pests'.

"I'm really motivated."

Xingle said, adjusting new commands to the moving camera, and then looking for some key clues.

"I remember, the operations control room was there."

It turns out that you have memorized the map structure and function distribution of people's bases... I really don't know whether to say that DEO is too wasteful or that Xingle is too tough.

"Ah, I found it."

Xingle watched the image move to a place, which was DEO's combat control room, and each large screen just presented each operation, so that Xingle, an uninvited guest, could watch these confidential operations.

"Release hormones somewhere in the city... The location is... Newly developed parks? Where I just went... What a coincidence... The time is... Eight o'clock tonight!? So early!? ”

For a moment, Xingle wanted to go to the door and knock on the head of the DEO director to see if his head was broken, but considering that the other party didn't understand what the opponent was like, Xingle gave up the idea.

But what is certain is that Xingle is absolutely going to get involved in this matter, and more precisely, only he can solve this matter.

"To be sure, it's not going to be calm, and you need to be able to move with high mobility in the city, if that..."

Xingle muttered as his eyes unconsciously aimed at the place where the large equipment was placed on the side, and one of the things was covered by a large piece of cloth.

Xingle calmly walked towards this equipment, and when he came to this equipment that was covered up by his true body, Xingle couldn't help but sigh:

"It's really a lot of trouble when I made you, I just finished you not long ago, and I'm going to put you on the field, really..."

With a gentle sigh, Xingle put his hand on the cloth, grabbed it, and then ripped the cloth off, and the thing hidden in the cloth appeared in front of Xingle's eyes.

Locomotives, off-road locomotives, streamlined bodies with blue as the main tone, green stripes are carved on this body little by little, which looks wild, the front of the car can be modified, similar to the lizard head type like a spear head pointed directly at the front of the car, a pink crystal horn towers on the front of the car, and the rear of the rear of the car is pasted on both sides with tail fins similar to fish fins.

This locomotive looks wilder than the average modified locomotive, no, it should be said that the average modified locomotive is at best as wild as a thorn, but this locomotive should be described as wild or outright beast.

"The Beastlaider... It's finally time for you to come out, my ride. ”

Reading the name of this locomotive, Xingle gently stroked the body of this locomotive, although the age is only fifteen years old, but as long as it is a boy, he has expectations and excitement for his first car, and Xingle is no different, not to mention, this locomotive is assembled by himself one by one, and it is full of his own enthusiasm.

Despite the fact that the prototype of the model is from a certain story ...

Xingle took out his little green book, looking at the pictures outlined on it, Xingle didn't know why, and faintly looked forward to everything that happened tonight.

"Let's get started..."

I opened the cover of "Amazons-Survivor" in my hand, and the melodious electronic reading voice appeared from the book again:

"Once, there was a group of artificial life forms that faced the survival choice of eating or dying in order to survive, and they will continue to face this choice in the future."

At this time, a papyrus book that was huge enough to crush a human appeared out of thin air, pressing down Xingle's entire body, and the book automatically opened, presenting Xingle intact as it should have been suppressed, and each page of paper automatically began to turn the page, but automatically passed through Xingle's body, as if the two were not in the same spatial quadrant at all.

In the pages of the book that kept passing through his body, Xingle picked up the book "Amazons-Survivor" that he had opened, and read it lightly:

"Transfiguration."

Just like that, he pressed the button on the book, and a green light frame automatically popped out of the writing of "Amazons-Survivor", and the next moment, Xingle once again passed through the page, his entire body was covered in a layer of black, and then kicked the light frame out.

In the next moment, the huge book automatically closed, completely engulfing Xingle's body, and the light frame that was kicked out at the end became larger on its own, and retreated back autonomously, and finally swallowed the book, and through the light frame, it was the figure of a young man.

The rise of the Indexer began......