Super Detective in the Fictional World

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Luke just expressed his dissatisfaction, and the other party immediately changed his attitude and did not dare to put on the face of the neon family.

In fact, the Shizhitian family is doing the same thing in the presence of the Hitch snake branch minister.

It's a bit derogatory to say it's a fart, but I really don't want to give face, so don't give it.

Crich can be counted as the Hydra's "Front Officer".

It is not easy for him to break down the Shizhitian family, but it is not difficult for him to control the official forces in Neon.

The reason why the institute was looking for Crich as an intermediary was because he had official channels in Neon and could win the trust of the Zhizhitian family.

Otherwise, the other side has long left Kritch alone to play.

But Crich is concerned with the results of the institute.

Unless he wants to get a one billion dollar knife from the Shizhitian family that day, the family will be useless to him.

In short, it's just a potential prey for Crich, not even his opponent.

Lifting Erlang's legs and holding up the tea cup, Lu Ke took a sip of black tea.

The neon classical courtyard in summer is still very artistic.

On the other side, two devastated people got together and were fighting each other.

One of them was Shichida Shiro, who had old spots on his face and was stilted.

The other is a middle-aged bald man with several diagonal scars. He is the head of the secret research institute.

The two did not have much temptation.

The last meeting was tentative, and both parties knew that Shi Zhitian Shiro could not stand for long.

Aging is sometimes more terrible than cancer because it is irreparable.

Once it is time, the elderly will feel the countdown to life.

The despair that life slips away from the body all the time is difficult for young people to appreciate.

Most people wait until they are at least 30 or 40 years old, and watch the young parents become sloppy and old. They may pass away at any time, and then they will feel the ruthlessness of time.

After getting straight to the topic, the two again conducted final consultations on the previous differences.

Shichida Shiro requested detailed data on the treatment and asked his people to watch the subject's treatment in person.

Core data and experiments, of course, Shi Zhitian's people do not make requirements.

After all, bald scar men, unlike people with brain disabilities, cannot agree to this outrageous request.

But even the subject data and experiments have deeply involved the secrets of the bald man and cannot be agreed.

After less than ten minutes of talking, the bald man shut up suddenly, and crooked his head seemed to be listening.

Shichida Shiro wondered: "Mr. Schrader?"

The bald man Schrader looked back and laughed: "Oh, what's the matter?"

Shichida Shiro wondered: "I hope you can understand that confirmation of safety is a prerequisite for any treatment. If you do not let my medical staff understand it at all, I will not be able to receive this treatment because it may cause me to die immediately. "

Schrader turned his head. There was only one young blond and white woman in the house. She was wearing a white coat and was checking Shi Zhitian's physical condition in front of the monitoring device.

He nodded: "Yes, I agree with you."

Shi Zhitian was surprised again: Is this about to relax?

But Schrader continued: "So you don't have to make a choice, just accept it with confidence."

At the same time, there were several screams outside the yard, the voices of the guards.

Shichida Shiro burst into his heart, moving his hand on the bed slightly: "Mr. Schrader, what do you mean?"

Schrader looked calm: "I will make you immortal, but loyalty is the price you have to pay."

With his words, the four "men" who were lean and unwrapped opened the door and walked in.

In their hands, eight security corpses were dragged outside, leaving heavy blood marks along the way.

Ichichi Shiro narrowed his eyes, "What do you want to do?"

Schrader laughed and opened the small box beside him.

In the box is a small syringe with a dark red liquid inside the tube: "After using my" true blood ", you will thank me, like the most loyal servant."

Shi Zhitian said coldly, "Are you talking about slaves?"

Schrader didn't care, picked up the syringe and stood up. "If you think so, that's right."

Looking at the old man's expression, he felt a sense of mastery inexplicably in his heart and casually explained, "Do you know vampires? This is how they make family members. A drop of their own blood is enough to make ordinary people become undead. . "

Shi Zhitian's eyes flickered, but his face sneered: "So, you're just another vampire?"

Schrader chuckled: "Of course not. I drained the vampire who gave me real blood, so he died and I was free."

While talking, he had stood next to Shi Zhitian, inserted the syringe needle into the indwelling needle in his hand, and a dark red blood flowed into the old man's skinny arm.

Shichida Shiro did not resist.

Schrader is not surprised.

This old man is too old to move even with his hands, only a little better than being completely paralyzed.

Besides, if you want to live, it is not unacceptable to be a dog to others-at least many neon people have this awareness, so they will always receive the education loved by American fathers.

Schneider, as a mestizo who grew up in the neon, knew this too well.

This is an arrogant and inferior, obedient and crazy contradictory nation.

Pride and obedience are only the appearance of the day after tomorrow. Inferiority and madness are indelible nature.

Seeing Shi Zhitian staring at himself, the inexplicable look in his eyes, Schrader frowned, suddenly feeling a little weird.

However, he didn't think much.

Shi Zhitian's old and withered face, as if added to the movie special grade, quickly filled with the speed visible to the naked eye.

He closed his eyes and shivered, his mouth groaning intermittently and weirdly.

Within tens of seconds, the face changed from old to middle-aged, and finally turned to be in his early twenties.

Finally he opened his eyes, the original white eyes and pupils were faintly dark red.

Schrader: "You can get up."

Shi Zhitian felt the energetic energy in his body with intoxication: "It is amazing. Thank you, Mr. Schrader."

Where the words fell, the bed below him suddenly wrapped him in ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and disappeared into the room.

Schrader froze, and then sneered, "I command you, come out immediately, and kneel in front of me."

As a result ... nothing happens.

Schrader frowned, feeling that the power to control his family was normal.

But Shi Zhitian's absence is the biggest anomaly.

He sank. "Take down this bed."

Shi Zhitian's bed was a table-like thing, and Schrader was very suspicious of it.

Vampire's control of family members is still affected by distance, and it will basically fail if it exceeds 50 meters.

If he is away from Schrader quickly, Shi Zhitian can indeed be out of Schrader's control.

In the future, as long as you hide in peace, the old guy can really live freely.