Staring at the nine question marks, the East Bureau chief fell into deep thought for a long time.
Seat of the East Bureau: "What is this?"
"This is the monitoring data of that spiritual sword... But according to what the Palace Master said, the combat power index of this spiritual sword has exceeded the monitoring range of the instrument." Tan Qian said.
"Is there such a thing?" The Eastern Bureau chief frowned tightly.
"Just now the palace master ordered us to thoroughly investigate the clues about the master of the spirit sword."
"Investigation clues? Hehehe, then don't we have a great advantage?" Jiejie, the seat of the Eastern Bureau, laughed: "At least, we can know that the owner of this spirit sword is inseparable from the people in that villa... Sure enough,
, I was right to send you, Xiaotan, to test the reality! I am really smart, hahahahaha!"
Tan Qian sweated: "...it's not necessarily the location. According to my investigation, there is a very ordinary family living in that villa."
"I don't care! The game space we monitored this time, except for the USB flash drive we sent to Fatty Naluo's hardware store, was the only one in this villa... Even if it has nothing to do with this family, it might also have something to do with theirs.
Relatives hold the key, this is the only clue we have now!"
The head of the Eastern Bureau waved his hand directly: "This time, I will go to investigate in person! I would rather kill everyone by mistake than let one go!"
Tan Qian: "..." Bureau, do you really not think about it anymore?
"As long as I get the clues first and report to the master of the palace, my promotion to the elder of the Immortal Mansion will be just around the corner." The Eastern Bureau chief looked at Tan Qian and patted his shoulder: "When I am promoted to elder, Xiaotan...
...You are the next Eastern Bureau seat!"
"..."
Tan Qian sighed deeply in his heart.
He had to report this matter to True Lord Throwing Thunder first.
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The ninth week of school starts on Sunday, June 26th.
In the morning, Lord Throwing Thunder came to the door with freshly grown broccoli.
The old man was bathing in the morning light, watering the flowers at the door, with a smile on his face. Yesterday, the old man made a special trip to the noodle shop run by Fang Xing's family, and he also competed in cooking skills.
The old man's pursuit of cooking skills has always been profound. He will naturally feel particularly happy when he meets someone who can compete with him in cooking skills. Just thinking about it makes him feel happy.
"Good morning, Senior Wang!" Lord Throwing Thunder greeted him respectfully.
"Hey! Is it Xiao Lei? Have you had breakfast?" The old man raised the shower head in his hand and responded enthusiastically.
"Well, I've already eaten, Senior Wang!" True Lord Throwing Thunder chuckled: "I see Senior is smiling, why are you so happy?"
"Yesterday I went to Ling Ling's classmate's house. His family owns a noodle shop. And the classmate's father has some skills in cooking, so I had a little discussion with him."
The old man touched his beard and recalled seriously: "I heard that his father became a special chef when he was thirteen years old. He usually covered his special medal with a white towel. Yesterday I went
At that time, there was an apprentice standing next to his father. He went up and took off the white scarf. I saw that the special chef's signature was shining brightly... Tsk, it's really amazing!"
Lord Throwing Thunder: "..."
"Speaking of which, what does Xiaolei want to do today?" the old man asked.
True Lord Throwing Thunder bowed his head and said, "I'm here to see Brother Ling, is he there?"
"It's the weekend, of course I'm at home." The old man replied, "But it seems that Ling Ling locked himself in the house today and didn't come out."
"Brother Ling, you are in seclusion?" Lord Throwing Thunder clicked his tongue... Seclusion is usually done when you are consolidating your realm or attacking your realm. In his opinion, Wang Ling's retreat is actually quite rare.
, is your brother going to upgrade again?
However, Lord Throwing Thunder soon rejected this idea. He looked at Mr. Wang and asked, "Senior, does he know what happened to your brother?"
"He seems to be having a heart-to-heart talk with Jing Ke." Mr. Wang replied: "Every month, there is always one day when Ling Ling will lock himself in the room and have a heart-to-heart talk with Jing Ke."
Hearing this, Lord Throwing Thunder suddenly opened his eyes, and asked with some horror: "Brother Ling, he...can still talk to each other?" It's no wonder why Lord Throwing Lei was so shocked, after all, Lord Ling really spoke.
A rare and miraculous thing... and in Dului's eyes, the probability of this happening is comparable to a sow climbing a tree!
"But Ling Ling's way of talking is quite strange. He just holds Jing Ke in his arms and doesn't say anything." When he said this, the old man also had his own concerns: "Ling Ling's father and mother have always been worried about whether Ling Ling will
Is there any psychological problem... Xiaolei, you have a lot of ideas, do you have any way to know the content of the conversation between Ling Ling and Xiao Jingzi?"
Immediately a look of embarrassment appeared on Lord Throwing Thunder's face. He had not yet had time to learn such an advanced technique as his mind telepathy.
But soon, Lord Throwing Thunder came up with a solution: "Senior Wang, wait a minute, I'll call my friend!"
Lord Throwing Thunder took out his mobile phone, and the signal went directly across the mountains and rivers to Xiao Hei's border laboratory: "Hello? Xiao Hei? Can you lend me the mind-reading software you developed last time? Yes...
...I need it urgently, can you send it directly to my mobile phone?"
On the other end of the phone, Xiao Hei was obviously hesitant: "But Brother Lei, this software is still in the trial period..."
"You mean, this software can't be used?" Lord Throwing Thunder smiled deliberately.
"How is that possible! This software was carefully developed by me. I use the mind reading device in my laboratory to remotely connect to the software. As long as the software is available, I can read and translate my heart!"
Xiao Hei gritted his teeth: "Brother Lei, since you want to try it, I'll pass it on to you now!"
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About two minutes later, Lord Throwing Thunder saw the screen of his phone light up.
An unknown file was remotely located by Xiao Hei to the mobile phone of Lord Throwing Thunder and sent over.
Lord Throwing Thunder bared his white teeth and looked at Mr. Wang with excitement: "Senior, I've done it! Let's go to the door of your brother's room and have a look now!"
The old man had some doubts on his face: "Will this... work?"
Lord Throwing Thunder opened the software and pointed his cell phone at the old man. After a period of monitoring of the software, a string of text was displayed on the interface, so he wouldn't be angry, right?
The old man took a look and was shocked: "It actually works!"
"Of course!" Lord Throwing Thunder was full of confidence.
The two of them walked all the way up to the second floor and arrived at the door of Wang Ling's room. It was quiet and there was no sound at all.
Lord Throwing Thunder pointed his cell phone at the door.
Because the door force detected two groups of fluctuations, the software used the English code names of a and b to distinguish the people inside. a represents Wang Ling, and b represents Jing Ke.
The old man leaned his head curiously: "What is written on it?"
About a minute later, the analysis results came out. There were three conversations in total.
a (Wang Ling): "..."
b(Jing Ke): "..."
a (Wang Ling): "..."
b(Jing Ke): "..."
a (Wang Ling): "..."
b(Jing Ke): "..."
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Mr. Wang: "What are you talking about?"
Lord Throwing Thunder was so moved that he almost wanted to smash his phone: "This is a conversation between gods..."