The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 70 Our kicking team never gets past the plot!

This certificate was sent by Bai Ziyuan after the incident involving Lord Hong Sun was resolved a few days ago.

Holding this means that the extraordinary person holding the certificate has officially registered his name. As long as it is not illegal, he has many conveniences when moving freely within the federal territory. He can also receive certain rewards by assisting government agencies, similar to those who Adventurers in fantasy novels prove it.

As for why it says the FBI above, of course it’s because most people don’t even know about the secret agency known as the Special Incident Investigation Bureau.

For dealing with laymen, the golden sign of the FBI is more intimidating, but insiders will know the true identity of the holder just by looking at the small words "Special Advisor" and the hidden spell mark next to it, so there is no need to waste anything. tongue.

The serial numbers on the certificates are also genuine and can be found wherever they are checked.

To a certain extent, the FBI and the Special Investigation Bureau are two sides of the same coin. The Director of the Special Bureau of Investigation is actually a deputy director of the FBI. The people of the Special Bureau of Investigation are in action. In order to facilitate movement, I also took FBI IDs.

Taking out this ID was not Zhu Mingyao's impulse to show off, but the result of his careful consideration.

You must know that in this era, everyone has been baptized by various film and television special effects, and has experienced hundreds of battles. Many people believe that what they hear may not be true, and what they see may not be true. Instead of playing around like a magician, It is better to use fancy methods to win people's trust than to directly pull out the tiger skin of official personnel.

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"In view of the current situation, for safety reasons, I suggest that you evacuate to the town for one night. I will stay here to perform the exorcism ceremony. If you are lucky, it will not delay too long and affect your subsequent experimental plans. "

Zhu Mingyao introduced the possible dangers as concisely as possible. Seeing Professor Maruo's expression of embarrassment, he persuaded him while the iron was hot:

"Professor, I know this experiment is very important to you, but please think about it calmly. If an accident occurs during the experiment and someone is injured or even dies, then don't talk about the experimental results. As the organizer of the event, , I'm afraid you will also bear corresponding legal responsibilities! You should understand which is more serious."

"Just the moment the string broke just now, if I hadn't blocked it secretly, your assistant, Miss Mary, would have been sent to the hospital now. You don't really think it was just an accident, do you?"

"You convinced me."

Maro reached out and pinched his eyebrows, and sighed. As a psychology professor with rich social experience, his IQ and EQ are all online. He will not take extra risks just to keep up with the progress of the experiment, especially after meeting him just now. The strange scene of the string almost hurting someone also made him feel a little scared.

"Okay, let's think of a reason and what to say later..."

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The persuasion work was much smoother than expected. Professor Marlowe was indeed a professional in psychology. He told lies casually and made up a reason to go to the town to stay for one day in order to conduct a controlled experiment.

Then he threw out a lot of academic terms and knocked several experimental volunteers into a daze, making them unable to remember and question why they didn't go to the town in the first place?
  As for the two assistants, they were not stupid people. They knew that their boss must have a reason for saying this, so they kept their mouths shut.

"Aren't you going to come with us?" Siona, who looked depressed, came downstairs carrying a small suitcase, stepping on the stairs and looking at the boy who had no intention of moving, she said.

“Someone has to look after the luggage.” 　　　“You are the only one here, how about I lend you my mobile phone?”

"Thank you for your concern, Miss Siona. I brought my mobile phone, and don't forget, Chinese people know Kung Fu." Zhu Mingyao winked mischievously, and dexterously linked the cane he took out from the room. stick flower.

Watching a few people get into the car and leave with a little change of clothes.

The young man squinted his eyes and watched as the taillights of the van in which a group of people were riding gradually turned into a few glimmers of light in the night, and finally disappeared into the distance. He turned around and stood in front of the main door of the manor.

"You are so calm. I thought you would stop them from leaving. After all, that Anna is your wife's descendant, which is your real target this time." Zhu Mingyao sneered and whispered to himself Said.

No one responded, only the lights in the room flickered. Seeing this, Zhu Mingyao picked up his mahogany cane, waved his hand and released a few looming shadows, guarding him by his side, and strode into the hall with his head held high.

From the moment he judged that there was indeed an evil spirit lurking in this manor, he had no intention of following the original plot!

Who has the time to follow the original plot and spend a few days following the protagonist in discovering a century-old account book in the secret room, then going to the mezzanine of the fireplace to dig out the remains of a murdered child laborer, and then transforming into a high school detective to tell everyone a story? reasoning, uncovering the crimes committed by the original owner of the manor, Corian. Finally, in front of the evil spirit that appeared, he showed off his skills to save everyone and won many exclamations...

Haha, I’m here to slay demons, not to complete the main god’s mission and play infinite games. Do I have to increase the protagonist’s favorability? What subplot can't be earned?
  Just kick the goal team and start!
  If he hadn't come here to see it with his own eyes first, so as not to cause any trouble, he would have wanted to explain the situation to Professor Marlowe and the others on the way here.

Now that I have seen the protagonist group with my own eyes and I am sure that the plot is not too different from the original work, what are you waiting for?
  Finish your work early and go home to sleep!
  Zhu Mingyao stood in the middle of the hall, facing the wide two-part staircase, staring at the huge and old oil painting in the center of the staircase.

In the picture, an old white man wears a vest, a hard-chested shirt decorated with pearl buttons, and a white bow tie that is too gorgeous to be pretentious. He is leaning on a gold-encrusted cane and staring forward, although it is somewhat blurred due to long-term exposure to the air. It's faded, but you can still vaguely see the look of a hawk and a wolf on his face.

You haven't come out yet, have you? Do you really think I'm deceiving you? The young man snorted emotionlessly, "Cheng, let's see how long you can endure it!"
  He took out two opaque white glass bottles from his pocket, flicked open the stoppers with his fingers, and threw them into the air. As if being held by invisible hands, the glass bottles floated swaying in the air, pouring out pure white water. Sprinkling fine grains of salt everywhere, at the same time holding a staff on the ground with one hand, holding a seal on the chest with the other hand, chanting the divine mantra for purifying heaven and earth in a low voice.

As Zhu Mingyao cast the spell, the salt grains on the ground gradually glowed with a glistening white light, dispersing all the dark atmosphere that had filled the house since nightfall.

After he finished this action, the room was still silent and unchanged. The young man raised his foot and kicked the glass bottle that had fallen to the ground after spreading the salt grains to the corner of the hall. He sighed, looked at the oil painting sideways, and spoke with He said in a teasing tone:
  "Mr. Corian, you have mastered this cowardly skill.

But yes, I almost forgot, you are a psychopathic person who was cuckolded by your wife...

Old~tortoise! "

The thick malice almost overflowed from his sarcastic words.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred!
  　Ah, 55 photos have been blocked. They won’t be released until the day after tomorrow.

　　Now straight. The word "fu" is a forbidden word,,,
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)