Baker stared at Barbara with expressionless face, his eyebrows beating.

This woman...

I really want to get bad information about myself without any effort.

snort!

Baker thought so, his mouth slightly curved, sat down again, and looked at Hank Boyt: "Please continue, Hank!"

The two sisters sitting next to them, Erin and Nova looked at each other, but unfortunately, the tacit understanding between the two sisters did not exist.

Hank went straight down and said.

fine.

In the following story, Hank did not substitute his subjective meaning or guess, but instead told as objectively as possible about everything he saw when he lurked into the church.

There is an underground space under the Methodist church, which seems to be an underground shelter built by the church itself a long time ago.

In that shelter.

Hank, who sneaked in, happened to see a not-so-delicate and not-so-sighted picture.

Let's say so.

Although the couples of the seven archangel families regard their children as the poisonous snake in the Garden of Eden mythology, they do care a lot about the inheritance of blood.

Uh... I feel very ritual about this kind of thing.

so……

The picture Hank saw that day could be understood in four words.

Test site!

On two cold and silver-lit platforms, Baker with red fruits and Josie wearing white gauze, were lying on the two cold and silver-lit platforms, and Josie wearing a white gauze dress, and several guys dressed in a pastor were pulling something into Baker's body.

With a bang.

Everyone suddenly came back to their senses and looked at Baker, who had crushed the teacup on their hands with bare hands.

"Feel sorry!"

Baker let go of the glass slag in his hand, looking at Hank with a smile on his face: "Hank, to be honest, I don't know now whether I should thank you or kill you now."

Wattjafak.

What is this?

Is it that someone has given me a ship?

And it's my first love girlfriend.

What's so fucking that there are people watching in full view of everyone?

Sister Erin and Nova looked at each other, growing their mouths seemed to be digesting the sudden news.

Barbara couldn't help but bow her head, covering her blonde hair, making it impossible for others to see her expression clearly.

but……

Baker could clearly infer the most basic fact from Barbara's shaking shoulders, that Barbara was either crying or laughing.

The answer needs no further explanation.

Baker took a deep breath: "Then why did I have no memory of that day?"

Hank frowned and recalled the scene of the day: "When Josie got up from you that day, the seeds had come in after saying that, and then a man in a white holy robe walked over to your head. Despite the hood, I could still recognize him."

"who!"

"Joseph Raimiller!"

Hank said the man's name and continued: "Then Joseph Remiller put his hands on both sides of your head, and the lights in the basement began to flash. After a while, Joseph Remiller was like he was salvaged from water, and then he said something."

"What?"

"He said that your memory seemed to have a firewall. Fortunately, you were stunned at that time. Otherwise, if he wanted to modify your memory, he had to use his own soul as a price. And what he could do now is to delete your memory of the day, but it might take three days to supplement it as they wish."

"Then Josie's father said, "No, in a week, it's not a problem whether you have any memories."

“…”

Baker's eyes flashed slightly and he looked at Barbara: "Do you remember the day I asked you to set out for New York?"

Barbara nodded.

Baker then looked at Hank and said, "That day, Joseph Raimer also announced that rescue was ineffective at Chicago Hospital."

All of them are connected immediately.

The scene that Baker remembered at Josie's house that day was that Josef Remiller used his life as a cost to break his impregnable memory firewall, which incarnated into the memory virus and invaded his memory database.

pity……

Joseph Remiller chose the wrong time point because he was sure that he had no memory before that. Of course, no matter how you supplement it, Baker would suddenly feel that it was like this.

Baker looked at Hank: "But why didn't you tell me that night?"

Hank shook his head: "I told you, with your temper, would you believe it? Now you have said that you don't know if you should thank me or kill me. If I told you back then, what choice would you make when I saw the sports scene between you and Josie."

Baker said honestly: "I will kill you directly."

Hank said: "And I only see here. A week after Billy finished speaking, I was shocked and wondering what happened. A passerby yelled at me. I was afraid that they would find out, so I hurriedly ran away first. I didn't know from Erin that he was going to get engaged to Josie."

Baker shrugged: "Actually you can try it. I am a person who listens to other people's opinions."

"ha!"

“…”

Baker looked at Barbara with a blank expression: "It's a meeting here. On such a serious occasion, I have to laugh out loud."

Barbara paused and looked at Baker, then whispered apologies.

Hank shook his head: "No, I used to be eighteen years old, and I knew the idea of ​​that time very well. Even if you believe me, you will probably go to them to question without hesitation. I can't take risks, so I thought of a way to spend you, but I didn't expect that they would find us the day after we sent you away."

Baker curled his lips.

And the police, you have left so many clues that as long as you are not a pig, you can sort the timeline.

After Hank finished speaking, he looked up at Barbara: "so, Agent Moore, what should I do now?"

Barbara came back to her senses and looked at Hank: "Our people have already set up controls in the Holy City, and my team members have also rushed here from the New York Command Center. After dawn, we started to close the net."

Hank's eyes lit up, but he immediately said, "We have no evidence yet."

Barbara smiled slightly: "Sir Boyt, we Aegis never tell us evidence, because we deal with all the things that may pose a threat to the world. If we need to pay attention to evidence against such people, the earth will no longer be like this. As long as we evaluate and determine that you have such ability, then we will act, evidence, arrest you, and find time slowly, right?"

Hank was silent.

He is a sheriff of the Chicago Police Department and a sheriff who made a deal with the Interior Department last year.

ASCHUAN?

This is the first time Hank has met such a high-level law enforcement bureau, but it is no wonder that the low-level law enforcement bureau dares to impersonate the FBI?
Chapter completed!