Chapter 214

The small gray pigeon flew up, flying steadily in the rental house, and then fell on the table in front of Fang Tang, flying up again.

13 Agent No. 1 rolled over his sleeve and folded up the pigeon: "Mr. Fang Tang, let me explain, this pigeon is used to..."

"It's used to detect if there's magnetic field monitoring in the house." Fang Tang interrupted: "because pigeons are positioned by the earth's magnetic field, if there is a magnetic field disturbance, pigeons will lose their positioning ability and fly East and West. This is a very low cost and very good detection method. It's smart. "

13 The number one black cell was wide eyed and tongue tied for a moment.

The mysterious spectacle man applauded and praised: "great, Mr. Fang Tang, you can always surprise us."

Looking around the room, the glasses man added: "it's absolutely safe after the organizational transformation. It won't be monitored by any unlimited company, but I don't know how long it will last."

Fang Tang sat as like as two peas at the bedside, even though it was copied.

"Garden Center building, also your safe house?" He asked faintly.

The mysterious man sighed: "no, that's our biggest base in Mordor. After many years of operation, we perfectly avoided the surveillance of infinite company. Now it's all exposed, so we can only abandon that base."

13 At this time, the number one black cell was sad: "not only that, in order to arrange this meeting, our organization lost another three members. Now the whole magic capital is left to me and the teacher."

Teacher

Fang Tang looked at the mysterious man: "which school does this teacher teach in?"

The man with glasses scratched his messy hair: "I teach Chinese as a second year in high school."

Fang Tang is stunned. Is he really a teacher?

At this time, the teacher is sitting at the computer desk, the folder is open, which is full of papers.

Shaking the chalk foam on his hair, he took out his ink pen: "today's high school education has begun to implement electronic, but the traditional teaching method of Chinese is better. I always insist on writing on the blackboard with chalk and correcting homework manually."

Fang Tang frowned.

The teacher looked up at him and said seriously, "it's time for dinner. I have to finish the homework while I'm cooking on the 13th. There's another class this afternoon. Can we talk later?"

In the small room, there was a Zizi sound.

The small iron pot on the induction cooker is full of the smell of peanut oil

I don't know when to put on the apron of agent 13 busy, Qin Yaxin is pushing to jujube red cabinet, spread a layer of tablecloth.

Warm feeling of home, but also extremely strange.

When the dishes are served, the rice grains made by the electric cooker are even, white and full, sweet and fragrant.

Fang Tang took a bite and turned his mouth: "good cooking."

13 Agent No. 1 smiled: "it's not bragging. I have the trick to steam rice. Add half a spoon more water and drop a few drops of oil."

The teacher also laughed, and his head shook: "I'm not tired of cooking on the 13th."

He put his chopsticks into the dish and gently commented: "this vegetable stir fried three delicacies is the best among the vegetable dishes. It's also nutritious. Although it's a local dish, it's included in all major Chinese cuisines. You can try the skill of No. 13, which is also a unique secret."

Fang Tang's eyes flashed and he put down his chopsticks.

Then he grabbed the tablecloth and threw it away.

Bang! Pop!

The dishes were smashed to the ground, and the ground was covered with soup and rice.

"You Black cell number 13 holds the bowl and stares.

The teacher's chopsticks were dripping with vegetable soup, and he was in a daze for a moment.

"Tang..." Qin Yaxin was frightened.

Fang Tang got up and looked down at the dishes on the floor: "to tell you the truth, I'm very disappointed with your cell organization. Hum, it's just the second unlimited company. It's just copying my parents' DNA... I don't want to tell you about this. Now I'm still poisoning the food, so I can use such a dirty method!"

"There's no poison in the food at all!" "I made it myself and we ate it together," cried the 13

Fang Tang said coldly, "there's no problem with rice and food. Of course I know that."

"Then why are you..."

Fang Tang lengmu interrupted his explanation: "the real poison is in the teacher's hair and fingers."

He seems to be looking at the air, but he reaches out his hand and flicks it gently: "some heavy metal particles disguised as the end of chalk, and some catalyst imitated to make ink, are a kind of poison when they are fused together."Sneer at the teacher who is still in a daze: "when you eat, heavy metal powder will fly everywhere. The ink on your fingertips will be mixed into the chopsticks through saliva, and then you can clip vegetables. The design is very clever! "

The teacher sighed deeply and threw down the chopsticks and bowl: "I sincerely apologize to you, but there is one thing you are really wrong. The combination of catalyst and metal particles is not highly toxic, but a small thing that can release electric charge in the human body, which is to facilitate us to track you."

Fang Tang kicks the bowl on the ground, and the door opens quietly. Xiaobaichi appears like a ghost.

What else did the teacher want to explain? Fang Tang gave a light order: "kill all of them!"

Xiaobaichi gave out a happy laugh, and the shadow shook. Agent 13 yelled and bent his knees to stop the teacher.

Bang, his whole body was smashed to the ground by Xiaobai.

Black cell 13 hums, two deep concave fist marks appear on his face.

His neck, temples, chest, abdomen, and even limbs all burst out in a short period of time.

Xiaobai tucks up her fist, grabs the hair of No. 13 black cell, and drags it leisurely to the wall.

Boom! The induction cooker flew up and hit No.13's head. The porcelain stove smashed.

Bang! Rice cooker with the rest of the rice, paste the face of No. 13, supermarket food plastic bags fly up, wrapped in the nose and mouth of No. 13.

Rice completely blocked the breath of No. 13. With plastic bags, No. 13 kicked his legs on the ground. After struggling for a few seconds, he trembled and did not move.

A puff of white smoke came out from under the plastic bag. Xiaobai said, "his brain has melted. What a powerful method!"

Fang Tang holds Qin Yaxin's cold little hand, sits by the bed and looks at her gently.

Yaxin doesn't move, but her fingers touch a clay doll.

Fang Tang sighed softly.

Qin Yaxin was stiff all over and relaxed slowly: "do you... Even want to kill me?"

"You know I'll never hurt you." Fang Tang light said: "I just want to know how deep you sink."

"My parents, my whole family, have been cleaned by infinite company. Do you think the cells and tissues still need brainwashing for me? I joined voluntarily. " Qin Yaxin said.

Fang Tang gave a cold look and looked at the teacher opposite.

Xiaobaichi clapped his hands and came up to the teacher, still with a naive and pure smile on his face.

The teacher's eyes trembled, forced to maintain a sitting position.

With a stab, the ink pen in his pocket fell into Xiaobai's hands.

The teacher's head was immediately forced to move back, his glasses were bounced, and he began to struggle.

Xiaobai's fingers flicked again, and the folder on the table flew up.

She is very skilled in the teacher's left eyelid clip, so that he can not close his eyes.

The ink pen is on the top, falling towards the eyeball a little bit.

When the tip of the pen is only mm away from the eyeball, the teacher finally yells, "wait a minute!"

Fang Tang raised his hand gently.

The tip of the pen is fixed on the eyeball, and the ink on the tip seems to drip immediately.

The teacher couldn't control the tears, the corners of his mouth trembled: "Fang Tang, don't you want to know how we copied your parents? Where does DNA come from? "

Fang Tang's hand fell.

The nib in the little girl's hand smoothly pierced