In fact, Batman didn't leave immediately after crushing the weird tentacle tree. When Secret Service Nine arrived, he was crouching in a nearby bush and listening on the phone.

Chu Cheng asked Batman to squat nearby and hang up the phone to eavesdrop, and at the same time he took the opportunity to catch his breath. He also went to the refrigerator to find a bottle of happy water, and drank most of the bottle in one breath.

Another advantage of this game is that the amount of exercise is sufficient, the energy is burned fast enough, and drinking a few sips of happy water is not afraid of losing shape. After playing the game for a while, Chu Cheng can clearly feel that the fat on his waist seems to have decreased, of course, the possibility of an illusion is not ruled out.

He sat back in front of the screen and put on the earphones again, while eavesdropping on their conversation through the Batman squatting in the back row of the screen while drinking happy water, he also used his mobile phone to find time to send a message to his good brother Wei Futong, which roughly means please My good brother will help me to sign in for class tomorrow.

Tomorrow is Monday, and there are classes scheduled in the morning, but Huang Liping bought the high-speed rail ticket for tomorrow morning, and Chu Cheng is going to take her to the station. So tomorrow's class will be skipped again by visual inspection, and I entrust my good brother to make a card on my behalf.

There will be no movement from the good brother for a while, as if he wants to reply to the news. However, according to Chu Cheng's refreshed knowledge of him recently, it is estimated that he may be playing a first-person shooter game at this point. It's just that it's not known whether it's standing, sitting or lying down to play.

Then he heard Raya's last words from the earphone.

"He's wearing exactly the same clothes as you," she said with a smile.

These words obviously had a great impact on the agents on the scene, and Chu Cheng also felt a little surprised.

On the surface, this seems to mean that the person who handed over several types to Raya and spread the source of infection is an agent of Secret Service Nine.

Of course, it cannot be asserted based on such a simple one-sided statement. First of all, the possibility of the girl lying on purpose is not ruled out, and secondly, even if what she said is true, it cannot directly explain the problem.

The uniforms of the Ninth Office are not so easy to come by, but if someone really does it deliberately, it is not impossible to copy it. Then, no one has seen what the documents in Raya's mouth look like, and the possibility of forgery cannot be ruled out.

But if not, then it's back to classic plot —

— There is an insider in the lunatic asylum.

Strange to say, Chu Cheng, who knew about this possibility, was not surprised at all. What he thought was not "wow, there is an inner ghost", but "wow, the inner ghost has not appeared until now".

The reason for this weird stereotype is mainly due to the Snake and Shield Bureau in the universe next door. An organization that has been infiltrated into a sieve by Hydra since its inception is also nothing. It is a ghost from top to bottom.

Of course, saying this is definitely not to say that the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. is not talking about pulling his hips. On the contrary, he, a serious agent, can actually sit in the position of agent leader in an organization that was full of insiders at the beginning of its establishment, and finally he can be with his subordinates. The inner ghost fought back and forth and finally achieved an extreme one-for-one result. At least Chu Cheng felt that what the marinated egg had handed over was Zhang Chaoshen's answer.

It is estimated that it is not Captain America or the Avengers who have done the most damage to Hydra over the past few decades, but also the chief agent of this gang of insiders. Because Braised Eggs embezzled tons of public funds, Hydra's wool was going to be bald by him, so there is nothing to say.

But if it's just an inner ghost of Hydra's level, that's not a big problem. It is also a miracle that this hanging organization persisted for decades to complete the calf, because you only need to say "Long live Hydra" in the ears of all SHIELD agents, and everyone who replied will be pulled out and killed. This hanging organization originally exploded.

Coincidentally, as soon as Laya finished speaking, all the agents were still surrounding her to ask questions, and suddenly everyone's mobile phones received the message.

Including Chu Cheng also received the news from the Nine Secret Service app.

That was issued only in exceptional circumstances, a red raid alert.

The Aircraft Carrier of Secret Service Nine has been invaded.

 …

Secret Service Nine Aircraft Carrier, a few minutes ago.

Professor Miyazaki quickly tapped on the floating keyboard to complete the final adjustment of the device.

At this time, on the table in front of him is a head-mounted device, surrounded by cables. Four or five monitors were turned on in parallel in front of him, and the screens were filled with a large number of readings and data curves.

Since the mysterious infected person who created the dream caught the Secret Service Nine's mobile team by surprise last time, the headquarters has started to study the countermeasures. As the number one authoritative research master of the infected, the old thief Miyazaki also likes to mention the position of the person in charge of the new project.

This helmet device was developed for this purpose, but it was not entirely in the charge of the old thief, but was built by the equipment department and his department in cooperation.

Fortunately, the old thief had done research on the spiritual ability similar to dream-making before, and proposed the design concept of the prototype machine, but it has not been completed due to lack of data. And this time, the agents of Secret Service Nine had contact with an enemy who really had the ability to create dreams in actual combat, and the data collected could just help the old thief complete the previous semi-finished product.

That's why they were able to build such a prototype in such a short period of time. Theoretically speaking, this device can shield the influence of external forces on the dreams of the wearer's brain to a certain extent.

At present, this requirement can be roughly realized, but the system is not stable, and there is still the possibility of causing side effects on the wearer's brain, so he needs to continue debugging.

Chen Meiyue appeared at the door of the laboratory.

"Is it done, professor?" she asked.

"It's almost there."

Professor Miyazaki didn't look back. He is now engrossed in his work, lost in his own world, and doesn't care who comes in.

"The function of dream shielding should be realized, and the next step is to reduce the impact of side effects. However, I personally think that it can be put into actual combat now. Although it may take some risks, if it is a special person, then the risk is fully borne. rise."

This is also the advantage of the idiosyncratic. Not only are they physically superior to ordinary people, but they also have more or less extraordinary self-healing abilities. During the process of opening the equipment, some side effects that may be dangerous to ordinary people may not be unbearable for special agents.

Miyazaki's old thief actually put forward this theory very early on, thinking that the special qualities of the special person, including the self-healing factor, can be calculated in the equipment development process. It's just that this proposal was rejected by the above.

"That would be great." Chen Meiyue walked into the laboratory, "I fell into a dream once. That person... no matter who he is, the dreams he controls are almost flawless.

The scene looks exactly like the real thing, the touch, the smell, even the pain, everything is so real, it's as if even the brain is trying to trick you. "

She rubbed her temples, as if she still had a headache recalling that scene.

"You know? After falling into that kind of thing~lightnovelpub.net~, you will have a strong sense of powerlessness. The whole world is out of your control, and you are like being in the center of a boundless vortex, constantly falling... ..."

"I'm sure that would be uncomfortable."

Professor Miyazaki answered casually absent-mindedly, but still did not stop the debugging work.

"But don't worry, the data collected from your last encounter is crucial. Once the debugging is completed, the helmet will be put into mass production soon, and then we don't have to worry about..."

"Yeah?"

Chen Meiyue stopped a few steps behind Professor Miyazaki.

Professor Miyazaki saw the strange and slightly subtle smile on her face from the reflection of a glass.

"Then, professor, how do you know that the work you are doing now, what you are experiencing, and even the equipment that is about to be completed... Are these not dreams?"

He finally stopped the debugging in his hand, turned around and looked at Chen Meiyue behind him.

He narrowed his eyes: "What do you want to say, Agent Chen Meiyue?"

"nothing."

The next moment, Professor Miyazaki shrank back, and saw that Chen Meiyue had already pulled out a silver-white pistol. The streamlined shape, the metal shell reflects the bright luster, and the black muzzle is like the gaze of the abyss.

"Good night, Professor."

She pulled the trigger.

gunshots.

The fire was like a twinkling lotus flower rising from the black muzzle of the gun. Professor Miyazaki felt severe pain for a very short moment, but it disappeared quickly, along with all other perceptions and the light of the entire world.

He fell to the floor, but it felt like his body had lost weight. Everything was gradually swallowed up, and only the last two words remained in the darkness, lingering in my ears.

Good night.