Thick smoke billowed out from the window, like a dead fish that had been blown away and rolled its eyes.

The newly replaced velvet curtains were flying in the wind, and the flames at the end were floating. I don’t know when the neighbors were lit.

Explodes for 30 seconds.

The Sheriff's armed airship is still on its way.

A drone quietly entered the room to check whether the target was completely silent.

In the room, two corpses, a man and a woman, were lying face down on the ground. There was no blood, but there was dried black ash on the ground.

The detection device carried by the drone is working hard.

But the answer given was that the identity could not be verified.

As a result, brain-computer mercenaries with a mechanical transformation rate of 99% soon appeared at the crime scene.

He saw the same sight.

After opening the corpse, confirm that the target is indeed the mission target.

"The target has been completely silenced, the mission is completed..."

After sending this message, the corpse in front of me suddenly disappeared and turned into a cannonball!

The investigators had question marks on their faces.

No! There is a situation!

The investigators made sounds, but no real sounds came out.

I can’t send messages to my teammates either.

Information interception.

A data cable was inserted into his neck at some point. An elegant man looked at him with a smile, and a little girl stood beside him.

Not far away, the drone continued to explore, but the footage transmitted by the drone was of its team members inspecting the body.

"No one told you that it is best not to connect a computer to an external interface, or even if it is connected, it should not be leaked outside?"

"Click!"

The skull opens by itself, revealing the brain wrapped in printing material.

The man extended his hand.

No! No! No!

"Click."

The information link was cut off, and all his perceptions were gone.

Endless darkness enveloped him.

The virtual console is turned on and the man is sitting in the virtual room.

His eyes changed from confusion to determination.

I saw all kinds of beautiful beauties pushing open the door and coming in, taking off their clothes and belt.

Before he died, he wanted to enjoy it again.

The man is asking for it crazily, in the imaginary space of the auxiliary system.

At the same time, the outside world.

Enron only removed the man's nerve control link, but the survival link that supplies blood to the brain is still preserved.

Now is the time when manpower is needed. If a brain robot can be recruited, that would be great.

Even if he doesn't cooperate, he can keep it for now and later...

When he finds the sealed object for resurrecting the body, he can use this person to experiment first.

The target was solved, An Ran unplugged the data cable and replaced it with a wireless signal transceiver and inserted it into the opponent's neck.

The data transmission volume of a wireless transceiver is far less than that of a data line, but after the goal is solved, a simple wireless transceiver is enough.

[Please rate this service: one star for easy use, two stars for very easy to use, three stars for very easy to use, four stars for super easy to use, five stars for loving it]

What is this?

An Ran looked confused.

The solution given by Block is to download an intrusion system to Sheriff A2-local disk.

This should be the script.

But...why are there service reviews?

Is this a paid service?

Block pop-ups answer Enron’s doubts.

The person who developed this script just added a scoring mechanism out of personal preference.

This rating mechanism does not transmit any information to anyone other than the user.

That's it.

An Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

He doesn’t have the money to ask for, so it’s even more impossible to send out the information here.

It won't cause other troubles, so that's good.

Five stars, love it to death.

An Ran just made a mental evaluation, uninstalled the script directly, separated the stored disk from other disks, and physically isolated it first.

After finishing the matter here, he will physically destroy the disk.

An Ran left the room and hid in the ventilation passage again, followed closely by the female slayer.

Explosion: 2 minutes.

Keep fishing safely.

The person who launched the rocket has evacuated, but the rest of the team is still hiding nearby.

An Ran controls the brain computer, obtains all the permissions of the brain computer, and chats passionately with the other party's members.

Bombing operation team (7 people)

The person responsible for the bombing is codenamed Rocket, this should be a temporary ID.

The person responsible for the evacuation was codenamed Transport Vehicle.

The code name responsible for data support is Cang Nao.

The codename Iron Man in charge of the exploration site.

Responsible for supplementing long-range firepower, codenamed sniper rifle.

The codename for the spy is Clairvoyant.

A dagger responsible for melee support.

Iron Man (An Ran): Dead, all dead. I am the only one exploring the site. Did you also give me the money for the dagger?

Dagger: Are you looking for death? Do you need me to flush your brain into the toilet?

Iron Man: Those who get something for nothing are the most shameful. This time the money is already small, and it is unlucky to share it with a guy like you.

Dagger: Come here! Your brain will be sleeping in the toilet tonight! I said so!

Clairvoyance: Get out, get out, get out! Those bitches of the Sheriff are here!

Iron Man: How come these two people are so rich? What do you think I found?

Clairvoyant: Curly hair who is looking for NM, retreat quickly! They have already passed the first warning zone!

Iron Man: You withdraw first and don’t worry about me, hahahahaha, by the way, transfer the money to me first, I don’t want to do anything with you for a long time, I will fly solo in the future.

Dagger: What the hell are you talking about!

Clairvoyance: The Sheriff’s bitches rushed into the second warning area!

Transport truck: Departs within 10 seconds, no waiting will be done if late.

Rocket: What happened? Didn’t I just escape for a while? Why are we about to break up?

Iron Man: Transfer money, transfer money!

Tank Brain: Iron Man, are you serious?

Iron Man: Nonsense, working with you guys is too futile.

Dagger: You are seeking death yourself.

60% of the whole body was mechanically modified, with two honeycomb mechanical eyes. Four mechanically modified thin men appeared in the room pulling electric arcs.

The oscillating cutting knife of the mechanical prosthesis of the right arm cuts the air "sizzlingly".
To be continued...