Red Crab spit out a cocktail and burst into laughter: "Yo, it's our family after all."

Lu Yan retorted in a low voice: "No..."

Dai Ning went around, touched Bai Chunian lightly, and asked softly, "Do you really want me to teach him?"

"What are you panicking about? Arrange for him, I'm leaving a little earlier." Bai Chunian said a few more words to Lu Yan, pushed open the door and left.

In fact, he had long wanted to go back to his place to rest, but he still had to finish his work after all. Bai Chunian returned to the instructor's dormitory at night, took a nap on the leather sofa, picked up his laptop and turned on the replay of the noon news repeatedly.

He took a pen and spelled out what the mermaid said in pinyin, and wrote it down in the notebook. Some of them were translated by the scientists on TV, and some of them were some colloquial words he knew from his experience with Rimbaud. , plus look up the materials he can get, and bluntly translate them.

"aband...banda...a..." Bai Chunian rubbed his hair with the pen cap, "What, what is that red fish talking about, so close to me, Lanbo, he deserves to die."

A few sentences still don't make sense.

Bai Chunian turned the pen to think for a long time, and suddenly called Zheng Yue, the profiling instructor. Zheng Yue picked it up: "Brother Chu, I'm in class."

"Fuck you, call me that clownfish in your class."

"What clownfish... ah, you said Yu Xiaocheng, where are you? I'll let him go."

"It's over if you let him out, I'll go over by myself."

Hanging up the phone, Bai Chunian rolled up his notebook and prepared to go out, when he suddenly received a reply from the president.

"Special operations experimental body No. 809, Kraken, has entered the western Atlantic Ocean. It is detected that it has a tendency to land. Give me a reasonable investigation plan before tomorrow night."

Chapter 84

Shaojin Mansion is a secluded mansion with 1,200 square meters. It stood on the urban peninsula of Aphid City at the beginning of the last century.

After generations of baptism, the decoration of the mansion is full of technology, and the old-fashioned private houses are completely lost.

There are five floors in the mansion, but only the first to fourth floors are open. Although the lights on the fifth floor are always on, no one comes in except for the nanny who delivers food and cleans. It is said that the owner of the Shaojin mansion lives on the fifth floor. go out.

There is a video game room on the easternmost side of the first floor, with monitors and consoles hanging on all four walls. In the room, the reptile omega also puts the hood of the yellow sweater on its head, and holds a pink candy stick in its mouth, nesting in the middle. He was typing on the keyboard in the ergonomic chair, staring lazily at the dozen or so screens in front of him, wearing huge headphones on his head.

Another butterfly omega is nestled in the white swing chair on the left. Domino hugged his laptop and curled up in the pillow of the hanging chair, staring at the screen and gnashing his teeth, the two tentacles in his curly hair curled up.

"I'm pissed off." Domino tapped hard on the keyboard.

The reptile took off the earphone on one ear and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Arguing with humans." Domino said, "He can swear at people so many words, I can't scold him, and he is not as fast in typing, please help me think a few words."

The reptile took off his earphones, walked over with the pocket in front of his sweater's belly, and squeezed onto Domino's swing chair with a candy stick in his mouth. A pure black dialog box appeared, and the crawler quickly entered several rows of white English instructions, and finally added the IP address of the person who was spraying with Domino on the Internet.

"Okay, he shut up." The reptile returned the laptop to Domino, returned to his computer with a candy stick in his mouth, and put on his headphones.

Domino turned back to the page where he had just quarreled, and the person's speech was gone.

"You blocked his account... What's the matter, just open a small account and he's back." Domino rubbed his unkempt curly hair, his tentacles drooping on his cheeks in disappointment.

"No." The reptile leaned back in the chair and turned around. "He won't be able to output any messages on the Internet for the next ten years."

Reptile glands j1 differentiation ability: "virtual prison", obtain the life ID of network users, arbitrarily determine the number of years in prison, the life ID of the sentenced prisoner cannot be logged in any network terminal, and the uploaded information is forcibly hidden, such as the one it holds. Mobile phones and computers cannot be connected to the Internet, ID cards and bank cards cannot be recognized by machines, and payment methods other than cash cannot be used, which is equivalent to being completely isolated from the world network.

Domino was much happier and ran over with his laptop: "I still have a lot of annoying people, you help me get them all into prison..."

The door of the video game room was tapped twice, and a black panther alpha walked in, wearing a black trench coat and a sapphire ring on his index finger.

Seeing the two little o get together to play pranks, alpha frowned: "Domino, have you finished what you have done?"

Domino straightened up holding the laptop, and his tentacles swayed: "The envoy has just left the special training base, and four investigators have followed. What's the hurry?"

Alpha pushed Domino away, leaned over the back of the reptile's chair and asked, "Show me how well the modeling is done."

"Here." The reptile tapped a few keys, and a silhouette analysis of Bai Chunian appeared on the screen. At present, only the left arm is filled with three-dimensional colors. When you click on the left hand, a whole page of running analysis bars will appear, analyzing the data handwriting. Tiny, densely packed.

"In fact, only 324 has played a role in testing him now." Reptile said, "God's envoy has intentionally hidden his strength. If the experimental body that appears in front of him is not strong enough, it is impossible for him to do it, not to mention the fact that he is still around him. There is an electric ghost, and the chances of using him are even less."

"I can't make up the battle data out of thin air. I have to be like 324, and I have to fight with the gods. The battle between Wuxiang Stalker and the gods in the triangular pyramid cabin is still meaningful, at least let the gods use his left hand to break it. The guard caught him."

"But there is too little information. Now I only know that the angel is left-handed, the j1 ability is bone steel, and the m2 ability is destroyed. I also know the attack speed, strength and defense of his left hand, but other specific data needs to be collected slowly."