Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

"Your Mightiness."

Ai Panni turned his face, the right business said with a smiling face:

"The mana within 500 meters has been collected and ready to fight."

"Stay on standby for now."

"Comply."

There is no doubt, no refutation, Ai Panni stood quietly beside him, motionless, not even blinking, just like a well-dressed decorative doll or painted sculpture.

——What am I expecting?

Mach smiled bitterly in front of himself who was still waiting for Apani to ask "Why?" and "Please let me act".

If the people around you are alive, it will indeed be like chattering sparrows-all newcomers come here. Mach himself is no exception. When he first walked out of the police officer training school and entered the work, everything was so novel. He was just like a primary school student on the first day and was full of curiosity about everything. As time went by, he continued to accumulate experience, and after grinding away the corners, he eventually became an old bird, showing his juniors what a senior empire should be.

It is not a living person standing at the moment, but a puppet injected with dead souls, and a new living corpse.

Until now, Mach still can’t forget the scene where he took over Epanie from the head boss—

""Siren"...I heard that the Teli Institute of Biology is developing a new weapon specifically for magicians, but I didn't expect..."

"I didn't expect anything? Was the rumor true? Or would such a thing be developed?"

Heidrich threw four pieces of sugar into the coffee cup and stirred it with a silver spoon. After taking a sip of coffee, he comfortably sank into the office chair.

"Mach, why do you think a hunting machine like "siren"? Is it because the financial situation is so good that we have enough money for our respected scientists to practice all kinds of crazy ideas? Of course not, that is For what? The answer is simple, terrorism."

After drinking half of the coffee and resting it on the table, Heidrich pressed a button on the desk, and with the sound of a motor turning, the velvet curtains separated to the sides, and the sunlight spilled through the bulletproof glass into the office.

After terrorist activities became rampant, in order to prevent terrorists from throwing bombs on the windows of important departments of the empire-this really happened, the windows of the empire's administrative offices were all replaced with bulletproof glass. As the level increased, bulletproof The thickness of the glass also increases accordingly. The glass windows of Heidrich’s exclusive office are ten centimeters thick, and they cannot be worn with the latest “iron fist 250” individual rockets. Through the icy protection, the sunlight turned green, and the green light of Heidrich looked like a big lizard in the zoo's reptile house, waving his paws.

"I don't need to talk to a senior detective about terrorist activities in the empire. Foreign governments give them money, weapons, and sometimes training, terrorist organizations provide personnel, fanatical nationalists and anti-imperialists. Among these fanatics , The most dangerous is the magician. Metal detectors, infrared sensors, thermal sensors, cameras...almost nothing to them. They only need to disguise Tianjing as a gadget, or hide it enough to hide, they can Walking on the street like a normal person is not found, and you suddenly destroy when you are unprepared. Of course, the empire’s security mechanism is not a good-looking decoration, and the empire’s force can meet all challenges at any time. But we need A more effective way to curb the situation of magicians participating in terrorist activities, lest the situation be out of our control."

When there is pressure, there is demand, and when there is demand, there is input, and continuous investment will eventually produce results.

This is true of commodities, of weapons, and of siren.

"In order to protect the empire and make the empire stand unshakable,'siren' is necessary. This task happens to be an actual combat test. You must make full use of the test machine assigned to you to collect data while solving the case. Do you understand? ?"

"Subordinates understand."

After saluting facelessly, Mach turned and exited the office—

To be honest, Mach has no affection for the Dili Institute of Biology, and the same is true of their research results.

On the one hand, there are various negative rumors about the Dili Institute of Biology. Compared with the urban legends of nearly horrible large-scale bridges circulating in the society, Mach's identity allows him to obtain some more real information, but it is precisely these real information-such as cutting the child's scalp, prying the opening of the skull, and the electrode Straight into the brain—Mach keeps a respectful attitude to the Dili Institute of Biology. On the other hand, there is a great overlap between the scope of application of the "siren" and traditional security forces. No one can welcome from the bottom of my heart that he may replace his competitors.

Three days after partnering with Ai Panni, anxiety and irritability were not reduced by the process of running in. An uneasy anxiety violated and trapped Mach. Now this feeling has not caused him to sleep and sleep, affecting the normal Thinking and working, let alone suffer from neurasthenia or depression. But it did make Mach feel a little uncomfortable.

——Maybe it is because of the recent unsuccessful case handling. When this matter comes to an end, you should arrange a vacation for yourself.

After complaining like an office worker suffering from middle-aged anxiety, Mach took out his sunglasses from his jacket pocket and put them on. The secret police wearing sunglasses walked to the villa group like this, just like walking into the henhouse to review the big meal fox. And Yibu also tends to follow behind the fox, exquisite and beautiful Grim Reaper.

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The situation is wrong.

Marseille sitting on the sofa is reassembling the body that is still sore after a while. Since most of the people in the room are already in a state of losing themselves, no one pays attention to Marseille doing weird gymnastics.

Just as Marseille felt almost restored, a strange feeling suddenly rushed up.

Although it is described as "swell", it is not enough to feel that quickly. It is faster than the rapid rise of the flood and the waves that beat the shore. I don't know how many times faster, like a lightning, deep in my consciousness A burst of lightning that burst through the body after breaking through the heart. The flash of lightning told himself that there was a danger that was approaching him, and he must act immediately.

The first time I felt this near impulsive feeling, Marseille felt a little uneasy. He felt that the indoor air might be too bad, and he planned to take a breath of fresh air on the balcony. When he carefully walked through the dancing crowd and walked up the stairs to the second floor, he just hit the "nightingale" who went up and down the stairs.

"Sorry...Huh?"

The apology and the question overlapped, and both thought that the two people who had left the room were so stunned at the entrance of the stairs.

——Why is he/she still here?

Even the questions are exactly the same.

"Nightingale" thought that Marseilles who had suffered a lot in the hands of "robinbirds" should go home early and tremble under the covers; Marseille thought that "Nightingale" had left the scene long ago because his identity might be exposed. As a result, the teenage girls with the same misunderstanding collided head-on together, as if there was an invisible red thread that tied their destinies together.

I was stunned by the unexpected encounter, and even more surprised by the fate of the fate. The brains of the two people fell into a short gap. For a while, I didn't know what to say and what to do.

After all, there were still sober people on the scene and they knew what mattered.

"If it's okay, can you give in first? Blocking is not good."

Due to the situation, "Robin" did not make jokes or talk with Yaxing, and he directly carried the subtext of "a good dog does not stand in the way". It was precisely because of her unkindness that the two who patronized the daze suddenly recovered, and their faces suddenly turned red.

——If this is not the case, I really want to see what will happen to them for a while.

Silently sighed, "Robin Bird" slammed "Nightingale" with her elbows, the relieved girl put on the poker face mask again, and left the little embarrassment behind her, just as she was about to throw away her eyes I hate ghosts, when I pull my thinking back to my previous ideas. The boy panicked his open hands to stop them-this action naturally caused the hostility of the girls. Just when the "robin" put his hand on his shoulder and was about to throw him aside, Marseille lowered his voice. Hastily said:

"Is it dangerous? What happened?"

The hand that was about to exert force immediately loosened his shoulders, and before Marseille took a breath, the "robin" arm wrapped his neck, and the "nightingale" on the side was also stuck on it, clamping it from left to right Marseille.

"I knew that there were not so kind people in the world..."

"No, no, no agent in this world sent it to you. But this guy should be a fool and didn't run away."

"It may also be another trap, deliberately gaining trust, letting long lines catch big fish or something."

"Rely on this skinny monkey layman? Anyway, use a rookie with preliminary training."

"Maybe the more pitiful, the better?"

"I said, do you really suffer from delusions..."

The girls exchanged opinions quickly, and the volume was so low that they could not hear at all, and thanks to their vomiting, Marseille finally understood what kind of mistakes they had made and why they fell to the point of being held hostage.

In the world of underground workers, trust has always been a luxury that cannot be expected. In order to obtain even the minimum trust, the price paid is unimaginable to ordinary people. This is still true within the organization, not to mention outsiders.

Regardless of whether there is any real danger lurking around, he rashly runs up and asks others, "Is there a danger?"

Either a spy or a fool, no matter which kind is not a type that can be left alone, it is best to take care of him before determining safety, or simply find an opportunity...

The thought of sliding into a dangerous direction depicts a terrible future puzzle for Marseille, each of which is extremely terrifying, **** and terrifying, and what scares him more is his complete inability to change the situation and the development of imagination into reality~www .readwn.com~ He has no power to get rid of the girls, nor can he call for help. He can only stay away from the crowd with them a little bit, just like the death row prisoners who stepped on the gallows at the same step.

Finally, he reached a dead end where he could not be noticed. The intimate smiley face of the "Robin Bird" was posted, and a disturbing voice entered the ears of Marseille.

"Listen, we’re going to kill you, even for a second, and it looks like an accident. You don’t want to be a hapless ghost who fell off the stairs and broke her neck."

Marseille nodded in a hurry, and the "robin" who was satisfied with his answer slowed down a little, and said:

"Very well, then what we ask next, you will answer honestly, don't play tricks. Otherwise you will see yourself behind for the first time."

Marseille nodded hard again, except for this action, he could do nothing.

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