The sprite was robbed, and the curly hair on his head was messed up by Eris snoring. He was a little aggrieved, and he held the glass hourglass and stopped talking.

The puppet master took a piece of candy from the drawer and gave it to the sprite: "I know it was you who investigated."

"Yeah." Xing Xing took the candy, put it in his mouth contentedly, and said vaguely, "Knicks, I... upgraded to M2 level... I have new abilities..."

"Oh? What is it." Few of the experimental bodies during the incubation period were raised to the M2 level.

"Yes... Attribute exchange..."

Sprite Hourglass M2 level differentiation ability "attribute interchange", can make the flame flow, the water burns, the wind extinguishes the fire, and the non-toxic becomes highly poisonous.

"Great." The puppet master gave him another candy. The sprite obediently took it, and cherished it with both hands.

"Pretend to be pitiful and be good." Eris was a little unhappy when he saw the silly expression on the sprite, and reached out to grab all the candy in the puppet master's drawer and stuffed it into his pocket.

The puppet master looked at Eris: "How about the thing that asked you to investigate?"

"I'm staring at the research institute as you said, it's not that ioa is doing things in it, I have passed the news of them sneaking into the Greyhound family to the research institute, but they still managed to blow up the pharmaceutical factory and put the tannin In order to save money, the research institute will focus on destroying a large number of experimental bodies, the number is very large, at least 30,000."

The puppet master's brows gradually wrinkled: "Time and place."

"It should be in Red Fox City, just this month." Eris hated Red Fox City very much, where the nightmare started.

The computer on the coffee table suddenly lights up, indicating that new mail has been received.

The email was a scanned copy of an anonymous report letter, which simply and concisely read: "The 109 Research Institute will centrally destroy a batch of experimental subjects on the 18th of this month at the Huaerhua Pharmaceutical Factory in Hongli City."

The inscription on the email is "Love launch biubiubiu", no ip can be found anyway.

The puppet masters knew at a glance that this was a deliberate message from ioa. They received an anonymous report letter, but they didn’t want to use manpower to risk the truth. Not rashly.

It seems that ioa is still brooding about the last time they robbed the experimental body, and at the same time, they also discovered that they are unusually attached to the experimental body. This idea is likely to be thought of by Bai Chunian. He is so vengeful that he will not easily let go their chance.

The puppet master was also a little hesitant. The abilities of the experimental bodies that were centrally destroyed were not too strong, so the strength and number of the guards should not be too outrageous, but if this is a trap, they are not many people, and it is very likely that the trouble will outweigh the gain.

But the number of 30,000 makes the puppet master very excited. After all, the current warden of the International Prison is in the same group as the ioa. The proposal made by Yan Yi at the international conference this time is very likely to pass. Once the proposal is passed, the future Within a year, the research institute will stop producing experimental bodies, and it will be difficult to obtain any experimental bodies in the future.

Eris couldn't think of so many long-term things, and slapped the shotgun barrel and loaded the bullet: "Wait, isn't it just a group of experimental body cubs, I'll get it back for you."

"Hey." Qi Sheng leaned on the sofa lazily, fanning himself with a small fan, and had nothing to say.

The puppet master shook his head: "I'll think about it again. Go back and rest first."

Qi Shenggu stood up and walked out the back door with a handbag and high heels.

"Go, go, and you go too." Eris lifted the stupid sprite from the bench and pushed it out of the door. The spook squeezed a hand through the crack of the door: "My...hourglass..."

"Let's go, it's really in the way." Eris picked up the hourglass and threw it out, smashing the petite sprite several steps away.

The puppeteer closed the computer, picked up the unfinished doll's head, and continued to trace. No headlights were turned on in the room, only the three-pronged candlestick on the coffee table was burning with a faint flame. The off-white table lamp only illuminated a small area of ​​the workbench. The puppet master lowered his head to work, and the light reflected on his side face.

Eris sat on the bench beside the workbench, stabbed the gun on the ground, lying on the table watching the puppeteer apply makeup to the doll, the light flickered in his eyes as he blinked.

"Why don't you leave?" the puppet master asked.

"I'm not sleepy, I don't want to sleep." Eris said lying on his stomach.

"If you really decide to go this time, it might be dangerous. You might have to leave here after the operation. Do you want to go?"

Eris scratched his hair: "I don't know. Go if you want. You can't do it without me. I'm your messenger." .

The puppet master shook his head: "Forget it, I won't ask you. If you don't have anything to do, go and help me throw away the garbage. I don't want the stuff in the sack in the corner."

"Oh." Eris readily agreed, jumped up from the stool, and went to the corner to pick up the dust-stained sack, which contained the limbs of some dolls, which had not yet been polished and painted.

"No more?" Eris picked out a forearm from inside, "Isn't this pretty good."

"Burned. Some have cracks, some are broken, some are the wrong color, some have been left for a long time, and the weather is wet and moldy."

"Um..." Eris picked up the sack and went out through the back door to find the garbage heap and threw it away.

The puppeteer continued to put makeup on the baby's head, and doing this kind of work allowed him to completely calm down and think about things.

After a while, Eris pushed the door back and sat back on the stool. This time he pulled the stool much closer and sat next to the puppet master.

The puppet master thought he was in the way, looked up at him, and then froze for a moment.

Eris' light green eyes looked at him mournfully, and the corners of his lips drooped into a downward bracket, but he was essentially a doll, without sophisticated tear ducts, and would not cry like a human.

The puppet master laughed: "What?"

"I don't want you to put it in a sack and throw it away," Eris said.

"Why did I throw you away?"

"I don't know. I think you'll throw me away when I'm old and moldy."