The traffic in New York made Russell feel desperate. He set off from the bank to arrive at the high-end apartment where David Rice lives. It took him two hours. If he hadn't insisted on using the police to resolve the case, he would have pushed open the car door and flew over.

At the front desk of the apartment, Russell showed his police officer's certificate and learned that David Rice was not at home when he was out in the morning.

Russell didn't care and asked the front desk to open David Rice's house, refused to notify the party of the phone, and checked David Rice's house while waiting to fall into the trap.

Photos of tourist attractions can be seen everywhere in the luxuriously decorated room, with the superpowers of the mind transmitter, and each photo represents the footsteps of David Rice.

To be honest, it is a dream to catch him without any preparation.

The previous second was in the Western Hemisphere, and the next second, the person arrived in the Eastern Hemisphere. How to catch it?

Russell examined the photos and found a large number of tourist souvenirs exchanged from money in the room, as well as David Rice's private collection.

Locomotives, surfboards, snowboards, racing suits, diving suits, rock climbing suits... and engines removed from supercars.

This room is not only an apartment, but more like a display cabinet for rich children, used to show off the colorful life of hikers.

Bangbangbang!

Russell knocked on the wall, found a closed secret room, violently demolished the wall and entered it.

The secret room is not large, about seven or eight square meters, three rows of shelves are placed close to the wall, and each floor is filled with cash.

Not limited to American!

This is awful. David Rice not only steals banks in the United States, but also commits crimes in many places around the world.

Obviously, David Rice's ability to transmit the soul made him taste the sweetness. He thought that no one could catch him, and he was out of control since then and turned into the unscrupulous now.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Russell was not in a hurry. He took out the soda from the refrigerator and waited for David Rice to appear while watching TV.

Click!

As midnight approached twelve o'clock, David Rice opened the door in a brisk tune.

Today he met a hot-bodied female model in Paris and was entangled all night long with billions of dollars. Then he followed the routine and settled lunch on the top of the Sphinx.

None of these matters. What makes David Rice the most proud is that he always throws the sun behind him and makes him chase after him.

"Who are you?"

Walking into the living room, David Rice looked at Russell lying on the sofa watching TV. There were two rows of empty soda bottles on the coffee table. It was obvious that he had been staying at his house for a while.

"Oh, you're back. It's not easy to see you. I'm almost asleep."

Russell stood up and stretched his waist, and put down a hundred dollars as the cost of drinking.

"Answer my question, who are you and how did you come in?"

David Rice looked alert, raised his hand and picked up the baseball bat next to him, warning: "No matter who you are, leave here, or I will call the police."

Russell showed his police officer's certificate after hearing this: "Mr. Les, I received your report and tell me what trouble I encountered."

“…”

David Rice stared at the police officer's certificate in Russell's hand in a daze. The Adam's apple was agitated. He was guilty and did not dare to look Russell's righteous eyes directly, but the baseball bat in his hand was tighter.

"Mr. Rice, are you going to attack the police?"

"No, no, I'm not..."

David Rice threw away the hot baseball bat and said with a chance: "Police Officer, is there anything you have to do with me? To be honest, your sudden appearance made me very upset. Maybe I should let the lawyer come..."

"What do you want the lawyer to do to explain the large amount of cash from your family that is unknown?"

Russell shook his head repeatedly: "Young man, let's talk about reality. The prerequisite for using money to settle everything is that the status of both parties to the conflict is not equal."

"Simply put, if you want to use money to settle the other party, you must have the economic strength to absolutely crush... Don't get me wrong, I don't mean that I am very rich, although it is true..."

Russell said as he found that the more he explained, he skipped his bad character and said coldly: "The banks you stolen cannot be settled with money. No matter how many lawyers you find, it is useless."

David Rice Khan rained: "You work for them, don't you?"

"No, I'm responsible for investigating this case. You've been arrested, come with me!"

"Don't think about it!"

David Rice was unwilling to sit and wait for death. He quickly turned around and grabbed the photos on the wall, activate the ability of soul transmission.

Click!

David Rice let out a muffled groan, and his body briefly disappeared and reappeared, falling on the carpet in a mess.

Seeing that he was still at home in the apartment, he couldn't help but look shocked, and he didn't have to think too much and used the ability of mind transmission again.

Click!

The second time he fell on the carpet, the surprise on David Rice's face turned into deep fear, and he said in a panic: "What have you done to me, why did my superpowers fail?"

Nothing, it makes you forget how to use superpowers correctly!

Russell replied in his heart, but he changed his expression of surprise: "Damn, what's going on with you? Why did you suddenly disappear and appear again... Wait, you said superpowers, is this the reason why you can sneak into the vault?"

His vivid eyes revealed surprise and curiosity, as well as a hint of relief, Russell used his acting skills at the level of a movie star to interpret the image of a just policeman who had just met a superpower.

David Rice was indeed deceived. The young man relied on his ability to pick up girls by money. He was not the opponent of the old actor. In a panic, he tried his best to try his best to transmit his soul.

After several failures, he fell into a dizzy way and collapsed to the ground exhausted.

"Although you don't know what's going on, your superpowers seem to be invalid."

Russell shrugged and expressed deep sympathy for the desperate David Rice. He took out a pair of handcuffs from his pocket and clamped his hands back.

"Wait, officer, give me a chance. You can take as much money as you want, just ask not to catch me."

David Rice begged, he didn't know what evil he was hit tonight, and why his superpowers suddenly failed.

But he believed that superpowers would definitely recover one day, and the beautiful flower world was waiting for him and he would never be convicted and sentenced, otherwise he would be a wanted criminal if he escaped from prison in the future.

"I will write this sentence into the report and let the judge decide."

Russell was unmoved and picked up David Rice and walked out the door.

"No, let me go! Start it quickly!!"

David Rice stretched his foot to hook the sofa, madly urging the ability of the mind to transmit, invisible fluctuations emanated from his body, crushing the ground and spreading spider web cracks, and then...

Bang!!

With a loud bang, Russell's eyes were spinning in front of him, and he felt the sudden pause of time, and then reset to a certain node.

It was not an illusion that David Rice, who was tortured by him, disappeared, and the cracks on the ground returned to their original state.

Not only that, the coffee table was empty, and a hundred dollars and empty soda bottles were gone.

Russell inspected the room, the walls he had broken were intact, and found soda that had never been opened in the refrigerator.

"There is such a power to transmit the mind... Why don't I know?"

Looking at the date on the phone, Russell was a little stunned. The plot went wild. He closed David Rice's superpowers, but unexpectedly stimulated the opponent's potential abilities, causing time to flow back to 24 hours ago.

Bang!

At this moment, the bedroom door was pushed open, and David Rice walked out in his pajamas and looked at Russell with a look of alert: "Who are you?"

(One`'One)

Russell frowned slightly, ignored David Rice's question, and began to think about it.

Assuming that David Rice's mental transmission ability changes due to interference, causing time to flow backwards, then David Rice himself should not be disturbed by time and retain his own memory.

But as a result, David Rice had no idea what was going on, and he resetted himself and returned to a day ago.

Russell felt speechless, the situation was a little different from what he imagined, and he had never seen such inferior time control ability.

Suddenly, he stared at the wide eyes and gasped, and called Erinno.

"Answer my question, who are you and how did you come in?"

David Rice picked up the golf club next to him and shouted: "No matter who you are, leave here, or I will call the police."

Russell ignored him, and under telepathic shock, David Rice fell to the ground in a coma.

"Eileano, is there anything unusual at home?"

"Sir, you are in the bathroom. Just talk directly if you have any questions. There is no need to call."

"Shit!!"

Russell took a breath, what he was worried about still happened, and he had his own copy...

Pause for a moment.

The spiritual world was bombarded in an endless stream. He listened to the heart-wrenching wailing of the system and confirmed that he was not a copy.

Pause ends.

Russell continued to catch a cold air, but what he was worried about still happened. 24 hours before the time was reset, his own replica appeared again.

"Eileano, are you sure I'm in the bathroom, not Max and Caroline are borrowing the bathroom?"

Russell said calmly and asked Erinor to push open the bathroom door to confirm.

“…”
To be continued...