Chapter 102

"All right." Zhao Yulong won't ask for trouble. He stood up and smiled: "in short, the girl should not return to Qingcheng in a short time. If the team leader knows this, he will never let the girl go out. But you can't stay in this small place for too long?"

Yilin smiled and didn't explain too much.

"I have my plans."

"If there's anything wrong, I'll contact you directly by 'we'. Also, the Xiao family has handled it and won't leave any trouble, so you don't have to worry."

Suddenly, halfway through, Zhao Yulong patted his head and thought of something: "bah, I'm worried about what you do. You killed the Xiao family. You can be a boy!"

Yilin silently looked at Zhao Yulong and didn't know how much he meant.

So there was no answer.

"By the way, in case, if, I mean in case, if you accidentally find any information about the name of the Evangelical Church, tell me at the first time."

With that, Zhao Yulong stepped on the flip flop and hummed a tune. He didn't know whether it was a demonstration. He walked up to the ceiling, walked down again, spared a big circle, and then walked out of the room.

After Zhao Yulong left, Yilin also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Zhao Yulong looks obscene, in fact, people are not good at ghosts.

There are some secrets that Yilin doesn't want to expose for the time being.

He has his own plans and plans.

So, Molly, do you want to look back?

Yilin thought for a moment, then took out his mobile phone and edited a paragraph of text.

A large section.

Yilin carefully edited the information, then read it 15 times from beginning to end. After confirming that there were no mistakes, he went straight to Molly's house and knocked on the door.

"What are you doing here?"

Molly opened the door, her face covered with strange foreign matter in black.

Yilin saw that it was "special ghost oil".

"You..." Yilin hesitated for a few seconds, and finally decided not to tell the origin of "ghost oil", so he had to shrug helplessly and change a way of saying it.

"This thing doesn't need to be used often. Its effect is longer than you think, and if you run out, I don't think I'll have a chance to find a second bottle for you."

Molly was stunned when she heard the speech.

Then she bowed her head and muttered a few words.

“？”

"Well, nothing."

Molly's eyes turned around, and she wondered what she was thinking. Then she didn't get entangled in the mask, and asked Iran's knock on the door.

"I found you some research topics."

"Research topic?" Molly's eyes were strange and looked at Yilin from head to foot: "will you do this?"

"It has something to do with... The future."

Molly was surprised and immediately understood the meaning of Yilin. She didn't shirk: "send it to me."

In front of Molly, Yilin sent the edited text message.

Molly took out her cell phone and almost lost her chin.

"You tell me how many? How many? How many? Is your math taught by a PE teacher?"

"And what a mess these are..."

"The way to cure optic atrophy..."

"Mass production equipment that can resist the severe cold of minus 20 degrees..."

"Mass production equipment capable of resisting high temperature..."

"Tactical armor for low altitude flight..."

"Sleeping trough? What's this? Equipment that can resist strong acid?"

"And this... Portable gun that can penetrate the alloy plate? The effect is 10 times stronger than the armor piercing bullet? Are you kidding me?"

"Wait, sleeping trough... Mobile steel fortress against tsunami..."

Molly watched one by one. Every time she read one, she couldn't help shouting "lying in the slot".

Finally, Molly showed a "Oh, selling cakes" expression and stared: "if I didn't know you a little well, I really thought you were joking about this girl."

Yilin's expression was calm and shook his head: "I know it's difficult. Do you think it's possible to achieve it, and I'll help you as much as possible."

"Help? How can you help? Use your mouth?"

Molly looked contemptuous.

He smiled and said, "don't forget the origin of the mask on your face."

Molly was stunned.

But I also understood what Irene meant.

"OK..." Molly reluctantly put away her mobile phone and asked with some curiosity: "I'm very curious. Your list feels like invading other planets except cosmic ships. Shouldn't you engage in any alien battlefield?"

"Almost."

Irene didn't explain too much. After a few simple instructions, she left Molly's room.

Molly looked at the locked door and couldn't help gritting her teeth: "the dead soul is light!"

But when she couldn't help finding out the list again and pondering it carefully, she felt more and more that Yilin's requirements were strange.

The scientific research content on this list can not be completed by one person at all.

There are too many majors and disciplines involved.

The scope is too wide.

Even Molly can't make all the equipment required on Yilin's list in a short time.

Just do your best.

"It seems that we need to find someone to help." Molly looked almost at the same time, ready to go to the bathroom to wash the mask on his face.

Suddenly.

Molly remembered something.

"Ah! I forgot to talk to the soul about the price!"

……

……

Yilin wanted to go home directly.

In the rented house.

But I didn't expect that on the way, the phone rang like a reminder.

Yilin saw that it was the old criminal policeman.

Xu Zhiyong.

"What did he ask me for?"

Irene was a little puzzled, but she still connected the phone.

"You finally answered the phone!"

Somehow, Yilin always felt that the old criminal policeman's tone gave him a feeling of relief.

"What's the matter?"

"You..." at the other end of the phone, Xu Zhiyong seemed to be considering his words. After half a day of hesitation, he asked what he wanted to ask: "do you know a man named pan Zhengyi? Oh, that's Pan Zhengyi... Patient 9527."

“……”

……

Qingcheng.

police station.

Xu Zhiyong personally went out of the gate to meet Yilin.

"Ouch! Mr. Yi, I didn't expect to bother you, pengpi Shenghui, pengpi Shenghui!"

Xu Zhiyong vaguely guessed that Yilin's identity was not general, so his expression was very polite, and he didn't feel like he was hanging before.

"Er... You'd better just call my name."

"Lao Xu, I'm not polite. Xiao Lin, here's the thing..."

It's really rude in an instant.

It took about ten minutes for Xu Zhiyong to tell the cause and effect.

It turned out that after that trial, pan Zhengyi didn't know where to hide and had not been searched by Xu Zhiyong and others.

The other two of the three mentally ill who escaped from the city closure have been arrested.

The rest, pan Zhengyi, has been missing.

Originally, Xu Zhiyong and others were going to give up searching for this guy. After all, as long as there was no trouble, he would still stay. Unexpectedly, just a few days ago, pan Zhengyi didn't know if he was hungry. He rushed into the mall for another round and smashed a lot of things.

Finally, after Gu Sinan's foot injury was cured, he went out in person to catch pan Zhengyi.

Originally, after seizing pan Zhengyi, he was also to be taken back to the closed city and handed over to professionals.

But Xu Zhiyong didn't expect that after pan Zhengyi was temporarily detained, he talked nonsense all day and shouted the name of "Yilin" from time to time.

Xu Zhiyong thought that Yilin was another kind of "professional" in a sense.

After careful measurement, Xu Zhiyong decided to contact Yilin and let him see if he knew this mentally abnormal person called pan Zhengyi.

However, what bothered Xu Zhiyong was that at this critical time, Yilin's phone couldn't get through all the time.

Constantly prompt "not within the scope of LAN", which makes Xu Zhiyong very passive.

The Xiao family incident was inexplicably "closed", and Gu Sinan didn't know which tendon was wrong. As soon as Xu Zhiyong mentioned the name of "Yilin", Gu Sinan became extremely grumpy. In the middle of the night, he ran back to the police station to play sandbags, which made Xu Zhiyong puzzled.

In the end, Xu Zhiyong was in a dilemma. It's not that Pan Zhengyi sent away or stayed.

While listening to Xu Zhiyong's complaint, Yilin silently followed Xu Zhiyong and walked to the detention room.

At that time, in the trial of Guiwu mountain, Yilin also made an agreement with another "Pan Zhengyi", that is, pan Xiaozheng. Because of the investigation in the no man's land, Yilin almost forgot about it.

After all, in the ghost fog mountain trial, pan Xiaozheng also helped Yilin a lot.

This favor needs to be paid back.

ten minutes later.

After saying goodbye to ghost fog mountain, Yilin finally saw pan Zhengyi.

Pan Zhengyi, still wearing his dirty white coat, squatted on the table in the detention room and giggled.

"Yo! Boy!"

Pan Zhengyi greeted Yilin with a smile.

Yilin thought of an attempt as early as on the road.

Yilin looked at Pan Zhengyi who kept giggling, thought, and took out a small bottle from the storage space.

This is the cerebral palsy film developed by Molly for mischief.

“NT-046”。

At that time, at the top of Guiwu mountain, there seemed to be a strange energy.

Let Elaine have the feeling of being degraded.

In technical terms... His spiritual attributes were suppressed.

But in that strange environment, another pan Zhengyi, pan Xiaozheng, woke up.

So Yilin guesses that Pan Zhengyi and pan Xiaozheng are two completely independent personalities.

After pan Zhengyi is knocked unconscious or knocked unconscious, another personality pan Xiaozheng will control the body.

"Sugar?"

Yilin smiled and took a "nt-046" and wanted to put it into pan Zhengyi's mouth.

Pan Zhengyi's expression suddenly became ruthless: "hum, incorruptible people don't get food!"

"No, I beg you to eat."

A matter of conscience have pity on Pan Zhengyi, make complaints about it, and then bite it, and bite and tuck it out: "since you sincerely asked this uncle, he would eat your candy with mercy."

He closed his eyes before he could say the last few words clearly.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Pan Zhengyi opened his eyes again.

……

……

After leaving the police station, Yilin takes pan Xiaozheng home.

"You still have half an hour."

Yilin looked at the time.

Pan Xiaozheng's face changed slightly.

"Borrow a suit!"

Pan Xiaozheng rushed into the bathroom to wash the smelly body before the effect had passed.

It's refreshing at last.

"Ah, comfortable..." Pan Xiaozheng came out wearing a clean shirt.

"By the way, how much medicine do you have? Give me some more?"

"Are you not afraid of drug resistance?"

"It's better than staying -"

Pan Xiaozheng was about to say something, but in an instant, he changed into another silly smile.

"Yo! Boy!"

Well, it's over.

Go to sleep.

Yilin silently glanced at Pan Zhengyi and turned on the TV screen. Pan Zhengyi was not hungry now, so he didn't fool around. He squatted on the sofa and watched TV.

In fact, it's not very difficult!

Yilin secretly breathed a sigh of relief and temporarily solved a problem.

The next days were safe.

Yilin continues to hide in the room and study more ways to open the power of reading.

Although many new applications have been developed... Of course, to put it bluntly, it is also old bottles and new clothes, which only slightly improves the previous experience.

However, the scope and power of reading power seem to have made little progress.

"Should still be limited by spiritual attributes..."

Yilin soon came to a conclusion.

Not too much.

The improvement of mental attributes depends on the development of brain domain.

Only by continuing to strengthen the spiritual attribute, may there be more breakthrough progress.

However, although Yilin knew that he had made little progress, he did not relax.

Keep exercising every day.

Occasionally practice simplified ancient martial arts.

After all, physical fitness is also important.

It can't be abandoned.

As for Pan Zhengyi, Yilin gave him a cerebral palsy tablet regularly every day.

Let pan Xiaozheng come out and breathe.

For this, pan Xiaozheng is still very grateful to Yilin.

Finally.

September 3, 2121.

A burning pain came from the "death mark" on Yilin's chest.

Or the familiar pain.

It's like a red soldering iron on your chest.

Yilin was dripping with cold sweat. After a few seconds, the pain disappeared.

In silence, he sent a message to Ling Wuyan, who was far away in the welfare home of Yiwu county.

Asked about the situation there.

After receiving Ling Wuyan's reply that "everything is all right", Yilin is finally relieved.

He sat in silence.

Adjust your mind.

In a few minutes.

Yilin opened his eyes.

Said softly.

"Enter the inner world!"

Yilin didn't see it.

After he disappeared into the room.

Pan Zhengyi, squatting on the sofa, suddenly raised his head.

He laughed happily.

"Are you going to play again? Hey hey!"

Pan Zhengyi also disappeared on the sofa.

……

……

Familiar scene, familiar taste.

Yilin's whole body was wrapped in dazzling white streamer.

Step on the void.

In the process of "loading...", Yilin silently adjusted his state of mind.

Every trial must be treated with caution.

No one can take chances in the trial center and think he will live to the end.

Just as Yilin waited silently, words began to appear in front of him.

"Eh? So fast this time?"

Yilin's heart moved, but there were not many accidents.

After all, he has seen many strange and strange situations. He has encountered them all.

……

Welcome to this simple city

This is a city with simple folk customs

This is really a city with simple folk customs

“？”

So?

How simple is this?

"Zizizi -"

Suddenly——

“？”