Chapter 2560

Hermione's little red sports car followed the black car with strange license plate in front of her and walked through the busy streets of New York, keeping a close distance.

As a student of the death knell, tracking targets is also one of the so-called "basic skills of mages" taught by professor. There is nothing to say at all.

The vision in the rear-view mirror is limited, and people have a safe distance in mind. The key is to use this kind of psychology. Generally speaking, there is no risk of exposure when there are ten vehicles separated from the tracked vehicles and the distance is more than 50 meters. Of course, most people can't do it.

However, little Hermione is very relaxed. She drives with her spare light staring at the target and turns on the radio to listen to music.

White fingers turn the button, switch to the New York radio station, listen to the news is also a means of gathering intelligence, although the professor arrived in New York only by hanging the smell to find the tree.

"It seems that this world is no different from the other worlds we know, except for aliens."

She spoke and looked at her professor with her big eyes.

"It just looks like that." Su Ming rolled down the car window, put his arm on it, looked at the fast passing scenery by the roadside, and felt the strong wind blowing across his face: "here is marvel. The universe is a marble in the hands of the protoss, but ordinary people can't see those. The level of strength is not bad at all. It is mainly reflected in the great integration of science and technology after the close contact between human beings and aliens."

"It's just the two of us. Would it be a little risky?" In front of the black car into the river tunnel, Hermione quietly continued to follow: "and I'm a wizard, maybe more than other wizards to understand Muggle technology, but this alien technology is beyond the scope of understanding."

Su Ming shook his head with a smile and drank a sip of soda: "that's why I brought you here to study. This time I won't make any big moves. I'll get some good things to go back and won't be noticed."

When the car was driving in the tunnel, the yellow light flashed everywhere, and the pouring wind roared, which made Hermione a little hard to hear the professor's laughter.

However, she rubbed her long hair and took a sip of soda through a straw. She still asked, "what's good for you? Tell me the goal first, and I can cooperate with you. "

"Well, the main thing is to see if we can copy the manufacturing method of A-NET. It's not enough for 40K earth to only have magic protection array. We need some scientific things."

The death knell put away the empty water bottle and began to blow with closed eyes:

"secondly, we should learn the advanced space travel technology, the manufacturing technology of energy weapons, the organizational structure of managing aliens, the scientific and technological products that can be popularized to ordinary people, and the principle of" deep space gate "and so on. Maybe there are some good things that I don't know. In a word, we can get what we meet Well, let's play it by ear. "

Hermione's little mouth pouted. The black car in front of her came out of the passage and went to the exit. She also followed her up: "so you brought me here because Shirley is too lively and Eiffel is too extreme."

"It's almost understandable. After all, you are my cleverest student."

The death knell was rocking on the back of the seat, and the sun was shining on his face, which made him look lazy. Only the still firm voice came:

"I never thought that I would purify all aliens as aliens, but try to make them work for me, not only the 40K earth needs to be controlled, but also the ghost universe The planet inhabited by aliens has not been effectively utilized. It is not a long-term solution to always use military force to suppress it. I need some professionals to take care of the alien problem for me. "

The little witch bit the straw and made a sound of sucking air. She touched the strangled tentacles and said that she had finished drinking: "so the court of ifrahl is a big stick. You need to look for carrots this time."

"Yes, the adjutant and breniak 21 are AI after all. They don't know enough about human nature, let alone manage aliens. They have to find human beings to do this." The professor touched the student's head and banged on the windshield with his knuckles: "keep a distance. They're going to eat pancakes. Let's stop at the side of the road instead of entering the parking lot."

The two agents' car heard in front of a roadside restaurant. The shabby house looked like a common breakfast shop in the United States. It was very humble.

Hermione put the car out on the side of the road and changed the color of the car with a magic wand: "what's special about pancakes in this family? Do you need to take it back for the adjutant to reverse crack? "

"No, it's just plain pancakes, flour paste with Shanghai amount of sugar, and then baked in a pan with cherry sauce." As if he could see the pancakes in the pot, Su Ming described American food to the students: "don't be so sensitive. You don't have to copy everything. At least pancakes are not in it."

The student gave him a white look and hummed, "I'm English."

"That's OK. If you want to make pancakes, make them." Kneading his face, the knell instantly changed into the appearance of his previous life. The appearance of black hair and black eyes is more in line with the people who want to disguise: "you also change your appearance. Remember, we are now a secret organization of the Chinese dynasty. We are here to talk about conditions and learn to communicate."The two agents eat very fast. Although agent K likes pancakes very much, he only eats half of them and drinks a glass of orange juice every time. He is very restrained.

And young J eat a meal, wind, and his partner speed is almost the same.

During the meal, the two chatted casually, the black boys told jokes, and the middle-aged people just laughed indifferently. All these were seen by the hanging tentacles of the death knell.

Two people out of the door drove on the road again, did not receive any communication, it seems ready to go back to the headquarters.

In fact, after 20 minutes, the two walked into a building with no windows. The building looked like a library, but only had a small wooden door.

There is no sign on the door, and there is no guard. The passers-by who come and go by the side of the road seem to be in a hurry as if they can't see it.

Shortly after the two agents got in, another car stopped at the side of the road, and a pair of young Asian men and women came down from the car, all dressed in neat white suits and shoes.

Handsome men and beautiful women do attract a little attention, but this is New York, a busy metropolis. People's attention will not be focused on matters that have nothing to do with themselves.

The man raised his hand to look at the watch and nodded to the woman. They also went to the building and pushed the door in.

The hall on the first floor was empty, with only the elevator at the end of the other end, and the old man sitting on the folding chair against the wall reading the newspaper. The old man was wearing a black suit and a funny dog was lying beside him.

The polished marble floor can reflect people's shadow, and the sound of the impact of leather shoes and the floor reverberates in the open hall. The visitor comes to the guard, stops and says with a smile in slightly accented English:

"Hello, agent F, we are" people in white "from China. Would you please inform agent o?"

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