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    Seeing that Fu Que fell silent, Romilda snuffed out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can, then stretched out her hand to Fu Que, "Romilda Black."

    "Fu Ci." Fu Que reached out and shook her hand.

    Hearing this name, Romilda raised an eyebrow, "So you are Fu Ci."

    Fu Que: "?"

    Seeing Fu Qun's confusion, Romilda added, "I've heard your name before."

    This made Fu Que even more confused.

    But Romilda didn't want to explain further. She bent down and picked up Goethe's windbreaker by the back collar, turned around and said to Fu Que: "You are very interesting, more interesting than I thought, and stronger than I imagined. We are destined to meet again.”

    After speaking, Romilda dragged Goethe out.

    During the process of being dragged, Goethe bumped into fallen chairs, broken glass decorations, and a high threshold. These obstacles made his already inhuman body even worse, and he looked miserable.very.

    If someone else saw it at this time, it might have already started to feel unbearable.

    It's a pity that the two women present were hard-hearted and didn't care about Goethe's feelings at all.

    For them, as long as the person is not dead, they can do whatever is convenient.

    After Romilda left through the main entrance, Fu Que returned the same way, jumped out the window and left the scene.

    After leaving the hotel, Fu Que belatedly remembered that "Smoking is harmful to health" was the person she had matched in the virtual battle, and now this ID is still lying in her "Your Father" account list.

    She turned on the optical brain and compared the digital IDs of the two, and it was indeed the same person.

    What a coincidence.

    Fu Que was thinking, and sent Mo Ran a message on the way back:

    "Your father: something found."

    "Mo Ran, the number one mecha maker in the interstellar world: ?? So fast?!"

    Fu Que didn't reply, and walked directly to the principal's office with the draft.

    When he reached the door of the principal's office, Fu Que opened the door and went in, then handed over the draft in his hand to Mo Ran, "Check to see if there is anything missing."

    Mo Ran took it in surprise, and flipped through it one by one. At the end of the page, he raised his head: "Nothing less, they are all there."

    "Okay, that's good."

    "How did you find him?" Mo Ran asked curiously, "I called the surveillance after I found out that something was missing. The surveillance showed that he entered the bathroom and never came out again, and there was no surveillance that could capture the bathroom window.The image of him jumping out of the window. It's like he just disappeared out of nowhere, and he's not in the bathroom."

    "He didn't disappear, he just used his mental power to deceive you and the machine." Fu Que explained.

    "……What's the meaning?"

    Fu Que thought about it, and felt that it would be more troublesome to explain, and it would be better to show it intuitively.

    She tried to influence Mo Ran with mental power as Romilda said.

    So, in Mo Ran's eyes, Fu Que just disappeared so suddenly.

    He widened his eyes, stood up and looked around, "Master Fu? Where are you?"

    "I'm right here, I haven't moved." Fu Que said, appearing in front of Mo Ran again.

    Mo Ran: "!"

    Mo Ran walked around the desk, walked up to Fu Que, looked left and right, "What is this? Invisibility? How did you do it?"

    "Not only invisibility, but also other camouflage."

    As soon as Fu Que finished speaking, Fu Que's face in Mo Ran's eyes began to change.

    Soon, a person who was a little unfavorable to Mo Ran appeared in front of him.

    Mo Ran transitioned from surprise for a second to a look of disgust, "Song Tingyun let's forget it."

    After hearing what he said, Fu Que used his mental power to change his appearance again.

    Then, another more unlucky person appeared...

    Mo Ran took two steps back, "Speak well, don't be Zhou Xu."

    Fu Que: "..."

    She withdrew her mental power, "You have so many things to do."

    Mo Ran was even more unhappy, "Hey, why did you change back, shouldn't it be my turn according to the order?"

    "..."

    Although Fu Que was speechless, she still changed into Mo Ran's appearance as she said.

    Now Mo Ran was satisfied.

    He observed Fu Que carefully for a long time, and came to the conclusion: "I'm really handsome."

    "Have you seen enough?" Fu Que asked.

    "Not enough." Mo Ran replied confidently.

    As he said that, he boldly stretched out his hands to pinch both sides of Fu Que's cheeks, "Since you have become like me, don't put on a straight face, it looks weird, just smile."

    "Boom—"

    The person in the secretary's office next to him suddenly heard a loud noise, and as soon as he walked out of the office to check the situation, he saw their principal lying sprawled in the corridor, seemingly in an unknown physical condition.

    Frightened, several people hurriedly surrounded the past.

    I saw Mo Ran sat up covering his waist, and waved to them, "It's okay, it's okay, you just go back to work, don't worry about me."

    Several people showed hesitation when they heard the words, but because of the principal's instructions, they could only turn around frequently while walking, and they were still paying attention to Mo Ran's situation outside the door until they entered the door.

    Then they saw Fu Que coming out from the principal's office.

    She walked up to Mo Ran, "I avoided my face this time."

    It means that it won't disfigure her, so don't try to blame her.

    Mo Ran gritted his teeth with a smile, "Thank you."

    As he said that, Mo Ran stretched out his hand, "Give me a hand, I can't get up."

    Fu Que took his hand and pulled him up from the ground.

    The two returned to the office one after the other.

    In the secretary's office next door, several people who quietly hid behind the door and watched the whole process looked at each other, their shock was beyond words.

    ……what's the situation?!

    It's fine that Fu Ci looks familiar with the principal, but why does it sound like he beat the principal?!

    The principal is still not angry?!

    When the pupils of several people in the secretary's office were shocked, Mo Ran, who returned to the office, sat down on his seat holding his waist, and returned to the topic in a second: "How did you manage to become invisible and change your appearance just now?"

    "I didn't turn invisible or change my appearance, I just used my psychic power to affect your senses, making you think I was invisible or changed into another appearance." Fu Que explained.

    Hearing this, Mo Ran also made an uninformed voice: "Can mental power be used like this?"

    "Well, I just found out that the person who came into your office to steal something today escaped surveillance."

    Mo Ran suddenly said: "So it is."

    As a spiritual SSS, he is also interested in the camouflage created by spiritual power, and he is going to try it out: "I'll try."

    Fu Que nodded, "You come."

    Mo Ran tried to influence Fu Que with spiritual power as Fu Que said.

    It was a bit of a failure at first, but slowly, he also found the feeling.

    Therefore, in Fu Que's eyes, Mo Ran's face was distorted into a mosaic at first, and then gradually became clear, becoming her face.

    Seeing the success at last, Mo Ran said with a smile: "How about it? Can the fake one be confused with the real one?"

    Fu Que looked at him showing a bright smile that was completely impossible to appear on his face, and felt extremely weird.

    Now she understood why Goethe gave her a weird feeling when he changed his appearance. Temperament and appearance interacted with each other, and changing only one would make her feel weird because of incongruity.

    Is there anything we can do to truly change together?

    Fu Que was thinking about this question, Mo Ran suddenly withdrew his mental power.

    I saw sweat on his forehead, and his whole body was a little weak, "I won't play anymore, I'm so tired."

    To maintain the camouflage state for a long time, in addition to mental strength, physical energy also needs a lot of consumption. This is too difficult for Mo Ran, who has only B-level physical fitness, and long-term maintenance will quickly exhaust his physical energy.

    However, Goethe would probably be surprised if the two of them grasped the essence so quickly.

    At this time, Mo Ran thought of a question: "The person who stole my things has to maintain a disguise for a long time. He should have high mental and physical strength, right?"

    Fu Que: "Yes, he has SSS mental power and S physical fitness."

    "Hiss—" Mo Ran gasped, "He's so strong, he can draw inferences about other cases to innovate, and use his mental power to play new tricks. Why can't he think about becoming a thief?"

    Fu Que remembered what the other party said, "Maybe... he just wants to live an exciting life?"

    Mo Ran shook his head incomprehensibly, a possibility suddenly flashed in his mind: "Wait a minute, isn't this person blond-haired and golden-eyed?"

    "right."

    After getting an affirmative answer, Mo Ran twitched the corners of his mouth: "...he can't be Goethe the Flying Thief?"

    This kind of ability must not be possessed by ordinary thieves. Coupled with the eye-catching blond hair and golden eyes, Mo Ran can only think of stealing Goethe.

    "It's him." Fu Que nodded.

    "What about others?" Mo Ran asked, "You let him go?"

    "Someone came and said he was going to hand in the task, and I handed it over to her."

    Mo Ran: "???"

    He looked at Fu Que in disbelief: "Do you know how much he is worth? One hundred million! You just handed him over to someone else?"

    "Are you short of this 100 million?" Fu Que wondered.

    "Of course I don't need it, but! You! Need it! How many zeros do you have in your optical brain account? Is it 100 million?"

    This question directly turned Fu Que down, she really didn't have 100 million in her account.

    The more Mo Ran thought about it, the more stupefied he became, "No, do you know who took Goethe away? Or tell me about the person's appearance. I must find him, and I must not let him prostitute the 100 million yuan!"

    Fu Que: "She said her name was Romilda Black."

    Hearing the name, Mo Ran calmed down, "Oh, the leader of the Dark River Mercenary Corps. I can't beat her, so go get her back yourself."

    "Is she the leader of the Underworld?" Fu Que asked, "It's not what I thought."

    Afraid that she would be deceived, Mo Ran reminded: "Don't be deceived by her appearance, she is cruel."

    Being able to create a mercenary group of more than 30 people on her own, and to subdue those vicious people, Romilda Black is definitely not a kind person.

    "But she's too dark-hearted, isn't she? She's going to collect the bounty for the person you arrested. She's really good at planning." Mo Ran still couldn't help but ridiculed.

    "No, she said that after completing the task, we will reward us with 28 points, and I will give you 2 points."

    "That's not enough—" Halfway through the speech, Mo Ran realized the amount, changed his tone, and almost bit his own tongue, "Not many ghosts! She can get 20 million just by sending people to Luce's house."? Two million yuan is too good to earn, right?!"

    Moran looked at Fu Qun with resentment: "You should have come to me at that time. I will send it to you in a starship, and I will not charge you."

    Fu Que: "..."

    She patronizes to save trouble.

    The author has something to say:

    If you want to rank the wealth of the four people, the order is: Mo Ran >>> Zhou Xu> Song Tingyun >>> Fu Que.

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