Melissa finally understood the dangerous topic that her colleagues were raising.

"You went to investigate the identities of those thugs?"

This is an incredible act for the Terrorist Task Force, although they belong to the same system of law enforcers, but breaking and investigating have never been part of their scope of work, their work is simple and straightforward, and they will get things done if they are asked to deal with whoever they are asked to dispose of.

As for the reason for this, or why those people are crazy, it's not something they need to think about.

The Terrorist Task Force has a very clear role, they are the weapons of the coalition government, and the weapons never need to have personal thoughts and emotions, and they can devote their leisure time to studying the anatomy of the human body.

And now, Ulan has violated this norm.

"You don't need to investigate carefully, just investigate casually."

Ulan smiled self-deprecatingly, "The man who was killed yesterday is called Allman, he just paid off the huge debt of prosthetic implantation, and then was swept away by the company, at least the prosthetic implant before we went to the battlefield was free, otherwise we will definitely not be able to pay off the debt at the price of a military-grade prosthesis." ”

Melissa fell silent, for these were not topics that Ulan would normally bring up.

After a long time, she asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

"I urged them to understand the reality, or at least understand what the job really entails, but they advised me to come back and get some sleep."

His colleagues had a good relationship with him, so instead of escalating these dangerous topics to higher departments, they advised him to rest.

Ulan knew very well that if this remark was known to the counterintelligence services, he would inevitably start an endless psychological evaluation of him again.

In the end, there will only be two outcomes to this matter.

Give up thinking and continue to be a carefree happy executioner, either recognized as a cyberpsychotic relapse, sent back to a psychiatric hospital, prison, or locked up forever.

Anyway, in the past, there were not a few people who were silenced, and he was not the only one.

"You really deserve a good night's sleep."

Melissa's face changed, and she persuaded her with good words.

The main reason why the High Council skipped the law enforcement department and handed these cases directly to the terrorist task force was that they didn't want people to investigate the inside story of the recent attack, and at the same time satisfy their hidden desire to kill, which was supposed to be the best of both worlds, but Ulan's behavior complicated things.

"I remember that you had accumulated a week off before, just to rest for a while and change your mood."

She exercised her authority as the head of the detachment and took Ulan's place to decide on his vacation.

"Melissa, you're a good girl." "But they chose you to be the captain of the second team because they felt that you were in control, you had to learn to protect yourself, and they often didn't end well without the weapons of independent thought." ”

"I can protect myself."

"Then I'll be relieved."

Ulan squeezed out a smile, he raised his wine bottle to Melissa and clinked glasses, and said, "Then I can enjoy the vacation with peace of mind." ”

"I can refer you to a good psychiatrist if you need it."

"Later."

Regardless, Melissa was a little relieved.

At least Ulan is still in the stage of complaining, and although he doesn't know what he has been stimulated lately, he has not yet turned these complaints into action.

Melissa never wants to face off with Ulan, she can only hope that the other party can adjust her mentality through this week's vacation and forget about these unnecessary thoughts.

"Didn't you say you wanted to travel to the 17th arrondissement? I can sponsor you with a ticket. ”

It might be a good idea to break up the Ulan, but once he leaves the First District, he won't be able to continue tracking down the troublesome Eucalyptus lately.

"Melissa, I'm not so poor that I even have to pay for my plane ticket."

Ulan laughed, and his tone returned to his old pace a little.

Melissa struggled to recall her conversation with Dr. Lucy, hoping that she could temporarily act as a psychiatrist, but her idea was quickly dashed, and the conversation was interrupted by the sound of a door, and as the tear gas greister rolled into the room, she instinctively switched the thermal cutting blade, and her prosthetic eye scanned all the places in the room that could be used as cover.

Tear gas canisters are ineffective against them.

The Cybern 2.0 military-grade prosthetic eye, which is specifically designed to assist them in their operations in the "outside world".

"Don't move, we're counterintelligence."

Feeling the blazing temperature of the thermal cutting blade, the intelligence officers at the door also exerted great pressure, they didn't expect Melissa to appear in the target's house at this moment.

The degree of prosthetic modification is as high as 79%, and the first batch of soldiers who fully accept prosthetic implantation are basically about to turn themselves into cyborgs.

According to the data, Melissa is still specialized in the type of close-quarters combat in narrow areas, except that the overload system has not been developed at that time, and she has almost all the big killers that can be used in hand-to-hand combat.

At this distance, it may take less than a second for her to cut her target into shreds.

"Counterintelligence? What are you doing here? ”

The name of the department made Melissa stop, but she hid behind cover to be on the safe side, and the wariness in her eyes never disappeared.

The way the other party came to the door was not like coming for peace negotiations, she noticed that the people who came were all armed with guns, and they all transplanted at least three or more military-grade prostheses, once the war started, no matter whether they won or lost, they were bound to experience a tragic battle here.

"Captain Melissa, this matter has nothing to do with you, we have received a report that your team member Ulan may have a relapse of cyber psychosis, and we need to conduct a psychological evaluation of him, which is a reasonable and compliant process."

This reason made Melissa unable to refute for a while.

Even as the captain of the terrorist mobile team, she has no position to prevent her team members from being interrogated who are suspected of having a recurrence of old diseases, and if she rashly starts a war with the other party here, even if she finally kills the agents of the counterintelligence department, her behavior is tantamount to openly starting a war with the coalition government.

But she didn't understand why the counterintelligence service had come so quickly.

It only took more than an hour from Ulan spreading the remarks to returning home, and it took an hour to prepare for the arrest procedures.

Unless, at that time, someone changed hands and reported the matter to the superiors.

Melissa felt that she was about to be blown up, she never expected that someone would report Ulan in private, and at the same time, an indescribable sense of restlessness came over her.

Reason told her that it was definitely a bad decision to go against the counterintelligence services, especially in this sensitive time and in the face of sensitive events, but when her afterglow swept through the tear gas that rolled into the room, the restlessness in her heart seemed to keep urging her to do it.

In a close battle, the first to strike can take the lead.

Although Ulan was very drunk, they were not necessarily unable to kill the two counterintelligence agents.

Afterwards......

Afterwards, it was said that they broke into the door too quickly, and the other party didn't have time to report to their home until they were chopped up.

It seems like a good idea.

Melissa's silence made the hearts of the two agents rise to their throats, and they knew that the half-cut hiding behind the wall was a real killing machine, a real cyberpsychopath!

Maybe even Melissa herself can't remember how many people she's killed.

"Captain Melissa, whether you want to be a cyber maniac or a normal person is up to you."

The agent shouted into the room, shuddered at the projectile in front of her, but instead of giving Melissa a blow, the warning made her eyes glint with bloodthirstiness.

The temperature in the room was raised by the Thermal Cutting Blade by a few degrees, and the heat fused with the chemical gases released by the tear gas canisters, making their vision a little foggy.

No one knows what will happen in the next second.

"You shouldn't say that."

Ulan suddenly spoke, and he staggered to his feet, "You're provoking her to do something to you." ”

"Ulan, the person on the left hand over to me, no, I can solve it all."

"Don't be nervous, Melissa."

Just when the two agents almost instinctively wanted to shoot, Ulan suddenly stopped Melissa, "It's just some simple psychological evaluation, there's no need to make things out of control, I'm right, the agents of the counterintelligence department." ”

"If the psychological evaluation shows that you are normal, we will release you back."

"Did you hear what they said?"

Ulan gave Melissa a reassuring look, "I've done countless psychological evaluations, and I'll be able to get it done quickly." ”

……

Ulan was eventually taken away by the counterintelligence agents, leaving Melissa alone in the messy room, and she finally put away the thermal cutting blade - she had just made up her mind that as long as Ulan gave her a look, she would cooperate with the other party to cut down the two agents.

There was a bad breath in her heart that she couldn't swallow.

Compared to the agents of the counterintelligence services, it is the person who is really annoyed by the person who stabs him in the back.

She rushed back to the department as soon as possible, and gathered everyone together for a short meeting, and she had to find out the inner ghost to relieve her anger.

The team members understood Melissa's anger, and in fact they were just as angry, and some of them were even more active than her, which made Melissa feel a groan.

She couldn't tell on the surface that anyone was guilty, and no one had a fear on their faces that they were about to be exposed, and they all launched an investigation with righteous indignation.

It is not difficult for them to find the inner ghost.

They only need to ask their colleagues to call up all the call and send records during that period to know who is wrong, and in order to avoid omissions, they also spread the number of people screened to other detachments.

The entire investigation lasted half an hour.

In the end, this shocking result was presented to Melissa.

None of the Ulan had betrayed, and even those in the other detachments who might have heard the movement remained silent, and only one member of the Terror Mobile Unit had reported the matter to his superiors during that time.

That's Ulan himself.

When he returned to his apartment and got himself drunk, the first thing he did was to report the incident to his superiors through an inside line.

He must have known the consequences of doing so.

In other words, he was voluntarily taken away by the counterintelligence services.