Chapter 325 Little Mike, you are inflated!

   Endless wilderness.

   On the wide road, a big dog bus, chasing the sunset, brought the dream chasers from the small town on the bus to the metropolis of Los Angeles.

  The car is full of snoring passengers.

  The vehicle is bumping.

  A passenger wearing a baseball cap and bowing his head suddenly raised his head, as if awakened from a dream, glanced around in confusion, and then lay back on his seat tiredly.

   "I haven't felt so tired for a long time."

   Dean sighed.

  Since boarding the cruise ship, his spirit has been tense, and he didn't really relax until he left the heavily supervised military base.

   This is why he chose to take the bus back to Los Angeles.

  Dean rubbed his face, sank his mind into his mind, and checked the panel reminder that woke him up: [Miniature model murder case, the murderer has been killed, experience value +200. 】

   "The miniatures killer is dead?"

  Suspiciousness flashed in Dean's eyes.

at this time.

  His phone vibrates slightly.

  Dean took out a look and found that it was a call from Little Mike.

  He glanced around, and although he saw that everyone was fast asleep, for safety reasons, he took out two twenty dollars and asked the driver to stop on the side of the road.

  Here is not far from Los Angeles.

  He can run back by himself.

   Waiting until the Greyhound bus was far away, Dean answered the phone: "You are very well informed."

   "Well, I hacked into several peripheral surveillance cameras of your military base, and implanted a very simple face recognition intelligence program on them, so I received the information as soon as you left."

  Hearing this, a trace of fear flashed across Dean's face.

   You know, his current mobile phone and mobile phone card have just been reconfigured, and he even just reported his safety to his family, indicating that he has finished his work and is on his way back.

   As a result, Little Mike found himself immediately.

   This made Dean feel threatened.

  In this era where daily life is becoming more and more intelligent and technological, if Little Mike targets a person, unless that person hides in an inaccessible place, he really cannot escape the search of the other party using modern technology.

It can be said.

  The more advanced the technology, the more terrifying power that a monster with a high IQ like Little Mike can unleash.

  Dean sometimes even suspects that Little Mike's spiritual attributes have exceeded 15 points of ordinary people, and he is not affected by external emotions, which is why he can behave so enchantingly.

  Anyway, he thinks that even if he spends a lot of time on network technology, he will never be able to be as evil as Little Mike.

   What's more, this guy is not only a network technology, but has gone beyond the forefront of those bright faces.

   In many other respects, Little Mike also has a monstrous performance.

  In the field of technology, as long as Little Mike can get in touch with learning and is interested, he belongs to the top level.

To know.

   The other party is a few years younger than Dean's brother Thompson!

   For these reasons.

  Dean has actually been deliberately controlling the progress of the rescue of Little Mike.

  Because he was worried that if Little Mike’s hidden dangers were resolved, the emotions and desires of ordinary people would become a very threatening and uncontrollable factor.

pity.

  Because of the Lucifer organization.

  This limited delay is no longer effective.

  Dean shook his head, suppressed these cranky thoughts, and whispered: "How is the arrangement?"

"very smooth!

  Your friend Amon made a choice that is beneficial to him.

   Now we have a stealth sub with an island base, all core research materials.

  I controlled the submarine to stay in the shallow waters near Las Vegas.

   But we don't have professional manual maintenance.

   The estimated service life of this smart submarine may not be very long. "

  Hearing this, Dean breathed a sigh of relief.

  Before he left, beside his father, he left a human skin mask, a fake identity, some money, a diving suit, and a contact phone.

  Little Mike didn't know about this.

   Now father should be safe.

  However, Dean still needs to think about his father's specific arrangements.

  On the other end of the phone, Little Mike continued:

   "I searched the information on the submarine in detail, and found that several small islands not far from the small island base are also controlled by the other party. There are some equipment supplies and some criminals controlled by the Lucifer organization.

  That should be the second game session that the Lucifer organization prepared for you.

  For confidentiality.

  I have already detonated the collars controlling the necks of those prisoners.

   Now there, it can be used as a backup option for our future research base. "

  Dean directly refused: "It's too close to the small island base, it's not safe. When the pharmaceutical company on my side opens up, I'll ask someone to build a hidden research base for you."

   "Okay, but before that, I need your help right now."

   "What do you need?"

   "Some materials and experimental equipment, some trusted servants, of course, if you can help me seize the robot research materials from a certain laboratory in Boston, that would be even better."

   When it came to the end, Little Mike's voice rarely fluctuated.

   Obviously, he is very interested in that robot research room.

   This is the first time that Dean saw in little Mike that he was interested in things other than solving his own physical problems, so he kept this matter in his heart.

   thought about it.

  He responded: "What you want, send it to the gray world, and I will arrange it as soon as possible. In addition, I need you to help me find out all the information and itinerary of a person."

   As he spoke, Dean told Little Mike the information that his father had told him about the actual controller of the Lucifer organization.

"OK.

  Do I need to destroy the Lucifer Organization, the few remaining network transfer stations?

  When I was in charge of the small island base network, I took over the intelligence network and terminals of the Lucifer organization outside. If you want, we can directly become the new controllers of this organization. "

   Hear here.

  Dean's face sank: "Do you want to do the same thing as those people?"

"why not?

  The human body is a very wonderful structure, which can give birth to those with low IQs, as well as individuals with high IQs like us.

  If you can decipher the hidden mysteries of the human body.

  We can even promote the evolution that has been stagnant for countless years in the future, and become a new human being.

   Eliminate inferior varieties.

   itself is the choice of nature's survival of the fittest.

   Dean.

   Your reaction somewhat disappointed me.

   You've been assimilated with those inferior breeds for a long time! "

disappointment?

  Dean grinned and squeezed his fists.

   How dare you talk to yourself like this!

   This guy, after getting the information on the small island base, is a little bit flustered!

  It seems that little Mike, a brat, doesn't know what it means to be equal in front of fists.

   "Little Mike, I agree with your point of view.

  In the historical process of mankind, every leap is indeed promoted by a few extremely outstanding individuals among them, so that we can enter the technological age from the old age in just over a hundred years.

   But if you do it your way.

  Your final ending will be the same as that island base.

  Because you lack thinking about human nature.

   These, after I finish my work, I will come over and talk to you in detail! "

   There was a long silence over there, before wearyly said: "Okay, I am looking forward to meeting next time!"

hang up the phone.

  Dean's mind moved, and he opened his violent detective panel:

  “【Violent Detective Panel】

  Character: Dean

   Level: 21 (250/4000)

   Spirit: 15 (Locked)

   Strength: 15

   Speed: 16

   Stamina: 15

  Skills: Pistol proficiency, ancient muay thai mastery, ancient yoga breathing method proficiency, Akaz school-mind reading L3, trace tracking L3, animal taming L2, slightly (click to open).

  Characteristics: The body of a beast!

   Subspace: 2 cubic meters

  Attribute points: 0

  Skill Points: 0

  Completed cases: omitted. "

  Since the upgrade of the panel, the experience gained after solving a case has decreased by about ten times compared to before.

  Dean can understand this.

   After all, at his current level, every time he strengthens, it is equivalent to breaking the limit of the human body, approaching the extraordinary, and the consumption is naturally different from before.

   It's a pity that the skill points are lost.

  Dean set his sights on his own skills.

  Because the mental attribute reaches 15 points and can control the body finely.

  Even if he didn't deliberately learn some skills, many skills also appeared on the panel, and the original skills became darker, and even directly upgraded automatically.

   Such as driving.

  His previous driving was only L2. The level of a senior driver is also the limit of an ordinary person's lifetime.

   Now, his driving skills have reached the dark color of L3.

   guess to continue driving.

  This skill will automatically become a proficient level.

   And firearms.

  He used to be proficient in only one pistol.

  Now behind his panel, there is a series of L3 levels of various firearms, which can be said to know everything.

  Dean even had a hunch that when other firearm skills also jumped to the proficiency level, pistol proficiency would automatically transform into firearm proficiency.

  This level of abnormality may be the reason why Little Mike behaved so enchantingly.

to some extent.

  Dean is now the same as Little Mike. As he grows older and absorbs more knowledge from the outside world, he will become more and more abnormal.

  This is also the main reason why he didn't choose to slap him directly even though he was afraid of Little Mike.

  Value is one aspect.

  Self-confidence is another aspect.

  Think of it here.

  Dean looked at the Beast Familiar skill that had been automatically upgraded to L2 without knowing it, and showed a slightly wretched smile.

  Because of physical defects, Little Mike is probably at the level of a layman in psychology, unable to understand human nature and emotional thinking, otherwise he would not be manipulated and fooled by Dean again and again.

  He didn’t know that emotion, for human beings, is not only a gift different from that of real beasts, but also to a certain extent, a defect and flaw, otherwise there would not be so many suicides and mental patients every year.

  By the time Little Mike has truly healed his physical defects and started to have normal human emotions and be able to be affected by emotions, Dean's beast mastering skills may have already reached the level of proficiency.

By the time.

  Isolated from the outside world, only recognizes Dean as the same kind of little Mike, facing Dean's proficiency level, consciously guiding and taming, I don't know if he can stand up.

  Thinking of that scene, Dean couldn't help showing a smirk.

  Mad!

  I’m such a bad guy, I’ll try my best to go out when it’s raining!

   Otherwise, Dean was afraid that he would be struck to death by lightning from the sky.

  With a cheerful mood.

  Dean moved his body and ran towards Los Angeles.

  The place where he got off the car was about 70 to 80 kilometers away from downtown Los Angeles, just to warm him up.

  Unfortunately, God didn't give Dean too many opportunities to warm up.

   I just ran out ten miles.

  A passing female driver, after seeing Dean, warmly invites Dean to get in the car regardless of the fact that this is the wilderness, and she is not afraid of being robbed, raped or even killed.

  Generally this kind of plot.

  Most of them are male drivers who touch female passengers and eat some tofu as fare.

  The female driver was fine. While driving, she stretched out her little hand, trying to shake the manual shift lever between Dean's legs, in an attempt to speed up the car, and ran over the face of the audience master.

   Dean is a man of principle.

   Ugly still wants to drink the soy milk you grind yourself?

   With one catch, he knocked out the female driver who was trying to drag the car, took over the driving seat, hummed the Italian folk songs that his mother often hummed, and successfully arrived in downtown Los Angeles before night fell.

  Wake up the female driver and give her a hundred dollars.

  Dean took a taxi and returned to his rental house.

  Nile hasn't come back yet.

  Dean simply did it himself and made a candlelight dinner, preparing to surprise Neil.

   After a long absence.

   Dean, who guards his body like a jade, is a bit addicted.

   Fortunately, now the Lucifer organization will basically not affect him.

   Wait until the troubles on the LA side are resolved.

  I can return to the police station in the future and continue to be my own Inspector Dean.

   Not right.

   It should be Captain Dean.

  The former captain, Meng En, promised that the position of captain would be his own. Since the other party was unwilling to give it to him, he would take it himself!

   While Dean was humming a ditty and making a candlelight dinner.

  His good brother Harry, under the ridicule of a group of people, knelt down in front of a short middle-aged man with a bruised nose, angry and powerless.

   Farther away.

   There was also a faint scream of humming.

Harry glanced over there worriedly, turned his head, spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground, looked fiercely at the middle-aged man sitting on the top, and said hoarsely: "You are blatantly attacking the police, let us go, or the whole of Los Angeles will be destroyed." There will be no place for you!"

  The middle-aged man played with the revolver he snatched from Harry, his eyes drooped, and he didn't even look at Harry who said harsh words.

  The younger brother next to him burst out laughing.

  One of the handsome men with a samurai ball head pierced his head said in a weird English, "Assaulting the police? Even if we kill you black pig, no one in Los Angeles would dare to touch our team leader!"

   "Matsushita-kun, back off!"

  The middle-aged man finally spoke.

  He took Harry's revolver, walked up to him, opened the magazine, ejected five of the bullets, and looked at Harry with a smile: "Today, if you want to get out alive, it depends on your luck!"

  (end of this chapter)