Super Detective in the Fictional World
Chapter 1766: 1783: A Transaction, No Culture? (2 more)
Faced with a lightning bolt of blue Harry, Luke just lifted one hand and made a traffic cop forbid to pass the same gesture.
She hit a transparent space barrier with a chirp.
Originally, the flat face was completely flattened. The slightly convex pointed teeth were neat as orthopaedic surgery. After symbiosis, the thoracic muscles from C to E were also completely flattened.
She was a whole circle older, flattened out on a space barrier, and looked at the clown's face with a blind look on her face.
There's no panic on this face, just a little chill and fun, like watching a circus puppy perform.
The same is true.
In space number two, Luke had an idea, and space would change, completely divine.
Coming here, don't say it's just a little symbiosis. Without the ability to interfere with space, Thunder God's green and fat can only stare.
The blue symbiote held up with its hands and pulled itself out of the transparency barrier with a single voice: “What the hell is this? ”
Luke laughed and walked back to the couch and sat down, raising his hand and pointing at the other couch: "Now you can sit down. ”
The symbiote hesitated, Harry had stepped forward without encountering any obstacle to come and sit on the couch.
Symbiotics are more likely to throw rat taboos.
It can't even figure out what it was blocked by, but it's obviously being manipulated.
That is, they can keep it in that transparent barrier whenever they want?
Luke looked at the blue-glue, slippery, boring symbiotic pattern, but it didn't go well, and ordered directly to him: "You're too ugly. Let her come out and talk to me. ”
In a moment of silence, the blue and dark liquid faded away, revealing Harry in his medical uniform again.
Luke picked up the coffee pot on the table and poured Harry a glass, too: "Here, have a shock. ”
Harry didn't even think about it. Having a coffee cup is a big sip.
Luke watched her dry with interest and asked, “Is it hot? ”
This is eighty degrees of hot coffee. The average person should go to the hospital after a sip.
Harry: "Ah? ”
Wherever she felt hot, she drank it all completely unconsciously.
She also had a strange mouth. She mopped the warm coffee cup and touched the hot coffee pot. She looked surprised: "I don't think... I don't feel it. ”
Luke nodded: “Symbiosis is good. ”
Harry's confused.
Luke didn't mean to talk to her, but asked, “My name is Jeff-Richard Hawthorne, and you can call me Mr. Hawthorne, or Joker. And you, should I call you symbiotic... ma'am? ”
Harry opened his mouth, but it was different from his sharp voice, kind of like a fingernail scratching on a glass plate: “My name is Agony. ”
Luke nodded and picked up his coffee again: "Okay, it hurts. Now let's make a deal. ”
The pain was silent, but Harry felt a clear tension in his spirit.
Luke slowly sipped a cup of coffee and slowly lowered the cup, adding to the agony.
“I want her to be your only host, and I can never abandon her.” His gaze did not look at Harry, seemed careless, but the words spoken surprised the woman doctor.
It hurts so much, it manipulates her again: “Then give me that energy crystal, or I won't talk. ”
In fact, it's a simpler idea.
It doesn't matter if you listen to him afterwards, as long as you get that kind of energy crystal.
But right now, this host is really good for it, and it's perfectly capable of asking for energy crystals all the time before it leaves.
Luke turned his head and suddenly disappeared and appeared again, without any signs, beside Harry, stretching out his left hand to lift her chin: "As long as you survive. ”
When Harry's eyes turned blue, the whole eye turned blue, and the man instantly turned blue, and grabbed his wrist.
He grinned a big mouth of pointy teeth and smiled proudly: "Not now, let me see where you're hiding the crystal. ”
In the talking room, grab the blue semi-liquid on his hand and wrap it up.
“You know nothing about your situation.” Luke did not lift his right hand tightly and slapped his finger.
“Buzz ~” An abnormally stinging, dull sound sounded, making Harry feel his heart vibrating together.
She screamed, and a few seconds later the blue tide on her body faded away, and the blue semi-liquid prototype of extreme pain emerged from behind.
It's like a fried mop at the moment, with countless blue striped liquid tentacles strung like hedgehogs, shaking, trembling.
Despite the constant resistance and attempts to pull Harry out of Luke's hand, he was eventually unable to withstand the sound waves of that particular frequency and broke away from Harry in a whisper.
Extremely painfully jumped out of the bounds of a sonic shroud and became a twisted tentacle liquid group where it was restless to twist.
Luke lifted his right hand and punched a ringing finger again, immediately stopping the instrument in the corner of the room releasing the special sound wave.
He let go of Harry, whose chest was covered with noise, and looked at the blue liquid group: "Look, it's a deal you can't refuse. Yes, ordie, you got it? ”
“You have three seconds to agree to go back to the host or die.” His right hand posture turned into three raised fingers: "Three, two, one. ”
Boo!
As soon as the blue liquid group exited his “two” word, it ejected back into Harry and hid in: "Yes." I agree. ”
Speaking of which, Harry was stunned.
Of course it hurt a lot back there with her mouth watch, but... isn't that a little too much?
How can an alien monster feel so much like a dog when an alien monster is not human? Well, the kind that bullies and scares the hard ones.
So here I am, the softest?
No matter how complex the female doctor's mood is, the extreme pain of being pinched down is "temporarily” honest.
But Luke knows exactly what he's thinking.
Take a step back into the open sky and turn your head over and disapprove. That's what any smart creature who's not stupid understands.
It won't know now, Luke only gave it three chances.
If three times later it hurts like hell to follow Harry, wait in space two for the rest of your life as an experiment.
Unless Luke figured out how to control it, it had a chance to see the sun again, otherwise the Little Black House plus the lab would be its permanent routine.
Clearly arrange this kind of gold block, and Luke doesn't stay much longer, just telling Harry that she'll be free in a few days.
Then he opened the door again and walked into the medical room next door.
After closing the door, he retrieved his spirit directly from the remote control robot.
On the robot, the nano-deformation device of the clown template is retained, but it won't take long to re-create the nano-deformation device anyway, and this is kept in reserve.
It's always so easy and fun to solve villain roles.