Super Detective in the Fictional World

Short-haired sister Stephanie's primary sonic wave is harmless for group control.

The energy eruption of the mushroom-headed sister Atmacer is the last insurance policy, creating a shockwave similar to the explosion if necessary, causing confusion and taking the opportunity to escape.

In this way, their lives are basically sustained by Stacey.

It also made her the leader of the troika.

For these three bear girls with superpowers, Luke has only one sensation: Raging Skies!

This is all about using superpowers as a golden dung spoon.

Stacey and Stephanie's ability to make legitimate and reasonable money is too easy.

But if you think about the growth you just asked them about, you can't blame them for being stupid.

Sky talent is always scarce, and most people need to be educated enough to become smarter and more adapted to the laws of survival in society.

These can come from family members or from school books.

These two things, all three girls, were lost early.

These three tasteless, unfortunate bear girls remind Luke of the talent development program he envisioned a long time ago.

Maybe start with these three psychic bear girls?

Shortly after Luke and the others left, Stacey's eyes returned to focus.

Shaking her sombre head, she remembered what had happened before the coma and feared.

Then he turned around and saw the twins Stephanie and Art Messer leaning on the couch not far away.

She struggled to get up and walked over to examine the two men, relieved slightly.

Though Art Messer's chest was shattered and revealed a large body, she knew from a glance that it was her ability to use it, not someone else's.

Stacey's clothes and Stephanie's are basically intact and show no signs of being moved.

Suddenly, the screen of a black object on the coffee table lights up and makes a soft female voice: “They are in a semi-conscious state and you can use cold water to speed up their awakening, Miss Stacy. ”

Stacey jumped and jumped two meters away, looking vigilantly at the black object: “Who are you? ”

“My name is Butterfly, and it's a program.” Soft and feminine voices continue to speak.

Stacey stunned: "Program? ”

“Yes, I'm a program, Miss Stacy.” Butterfly replied.

Stacey thought about it, or she went to get cold water, woke up the twins in a semi-conscious state, and she showed them: "There's someone left behind something that's said to be a procedure. ”

Stephanie gauged the black object a little vaguely: “What is that? ”

“You can understand the like of the software running on your computer, Miss Stephanie.” Soft and feminine voices shocked the twins again.

Stacey raised her hand and made a "look at it" gesture: “Her name is Butterfly, it's a program, she said it herself. ”

Art Messer blocked his hands in front of his chest and asked, “Who put you here? ”

“Master Wizard.” Butterfly replied.

Stacey immediately said, “Who's the wizard? ”

Butterfly: “My maker. ”

The three women looked at each other, or Stephanie said, “What's his name? ”

“Master Wizard.” Butterflies give this answer again.

Stacey frowned: "If this butterfly is a program, it's useless for us to ask. There's only the name" Wizard ”in her database that doesn't give us the answers we want. ”

“Exactly, Miss Stacey is so smart.” Butterfly praised.

The third woman was stunned and doubted again.

Ignoring the phone, they walked into the bedroom and whispered for a while.

By the time they came back out, they had packed their backpacks and looked like they were leaving.

“Three, please don't forget to carry this phone with you.” The butterflies suddenly cautioned as they walked to the door.

Stacey didn't say anything to keep going.

Art Messer glanced at the phone with a despicable look: Who do you think you are?

Stephanie had the best temper and couldn't help but say, "Goodbye, butterfly. ”

“Miss Stephanie, you are cautiously reminded that random actions pose unpredictable dangers.” Butterfly said.

Stephanie turned her head and ignored it.

However, the other two heard the words of the butterfly and were not comfortable with it.

In the front yard car, Stacy started the fire, and then... nothing happened.

She frowned: "Broken? ”

I tried a few times and the car thread didn't move.

Stacey was helpless to get out of the car, went to check the condition and found nothing, but the car still couldn't start.

She said helplessly: "Get out of the car, we have to“ borrow ”a car from the neighbors. ”

The twins had no objection, and the three women touched the front yard of another house a few dozen metres away with their backpacks.

Stacey skilfully pulled out the gadget and pounded it on the garage door of the house.

Suddenly, she was convulsed.

Art Messer went up strangely, reaching for her shoulder, whispering, "How are you... uh, uh,"

A few seconds later, Stephanie also felt something was wrong: "What are you doing?” Reach for it too.

Art Messer was in a hurry, barely concentrating his mind and forcing his ability to start.

Boom!

After a slight burst, her contact with Stacy was separated by an energy impact.

Stacey rolled to the ground, too.

Art Messer's voice was a little trembling: "Door, on the door, there's electricity! ”

Stacey was completely unanswered and had much more convulsions than she did.

The noises also struck the occupants of the house, and the lights in the bedroom lit up.

Stephanie bites her teeth and uses her milk to drag them behind the flowers next to her.

The door of the bungalow opened, and a man with a shotgun stood at the door, measuring for a moment, and nothing was found before closing the door again.

This is a sparsely populated East Side, and anyone who dares to live here is ready to fire at any time.

Stephanie was sweating, totally in a hurry.

Although her sonic abilities work well, the side effect is that she is highly dynamic.

My sister and Stacey got electrocuted somehow, and she didn't want to mess with the cops.

Her personality was also the weakest of the three, and when the other two fell, she panicked and the six gods were devoid.

Fortunately, Stacey and Art Messer are not in serious condition and will be relieved in less than two minutes.

The three women felt the flower bushes indefinitely.

And Stacey whispered, “Damn, this guy's powered on the garage door to prevent burglary, which is insane. ”

With a small setback, they had to switch targets and “borrow” a car on the other side.

And when she touched the courtyard, Stacy whispered, "Shxt! What the fuck is this? Wait, shit? ”

The three women raised their heads and saw not far away two pairs of green and ghost eyes staring at them, then a mad roar sounded, a big, small and two dogs barking there, reminding the master that someone had touched the house.