Super Detective in the Fictional World

The younger classmates who finished the process gave a soft roar to Luke, who was floating on his head, to express his gratitude.

Luke smiled and waved to it: "Well, go to sleep, I hope you can sleep well after this time."

This big guy feels a lot more tired than last time. Two battles in the short term have greatly reduced his energy reserves, and he must rest for a long time.

See you next time, I don't know how many years it will be.

Godzilla blinked, roared again, and plunged forward into the water, happily lifted her short legs, and swam westward.

Luke saw that the three rows of spikes on its back were completely in the water, so he looked back and snapped his fingers: "Brother Octopus, scream, start work."

Following his orders, the eight big tentacles cooperated with the big swords in the small tentacles, attacking inside and outside, and quickly dismembered the two bodies of Muto.

The corpse of the female Muto received into the storage space last time gave him a full understanding of the detailed structure of this weird creature, and the dissection process provided first-hand dismemberment experience.

He commanded Brother Octopus with brute force, arranging Muto into an 18-like posture, and screaming to keep up with cutting through the internal organization, turning Muto into various parts as soon as possible.

Luke also took time to go to the seabed where the earliest female Muto was, and took away a Russian peace submarine.

This is also the "round and long mechanical object" that screamed.

Because of the internal peace fuel, the submarine was "caught" directly in the sea by Muto and used it as pregnancy food.

The soldiers in the submarine have been determined to be dead, and Luke is ready to find a suitable opportunity to send it back to Russia.

After all, these soldiers suffered a sudden disaster, and it is not difficult for them to return to their roots.

And here is only tens of kilometers from Honolulu, and submarines can't stay here to pollute the environment.

When he received the submarine back, the real busyness began.

The diligent brother octopus and the screaming with Odachi were busy on the bottom of the sea. First remove Muto’s long legs, then the male Muto’s bat wings, and then split his body into several pieces along a suitable gap. Chunks.

Luke was guarding by the side, removing a little and throwing a little into the storage space.

Last time in San Francisco, he played a whole collection of Muto's corpse because of time.

The two clones were brutally eaten back, and they entered a brain-deficient vegetative state.

After that, he dissected Muto and conducted special experiments, and came up with multiple collection plans, of which there are naturally those that can be completed by a first-level clone.

Collecting 100,000 tons at a time is not several times lower than the demand for mental power of 10,000 or 20,000 tons at a time, but dozens of times.

This time there is much more time than San Francisco, and he would rather handle it safely than take risks.

Until two hours later, when the coastal patrol team, which found that the electromagnetic interference had basically disappeared, sent a speedboat and arrived, only a large area of ​​dirty water was left here, and two Muto's corpses were missing.

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While dismantling Motto, Luke did not forget to leave the best auditorium for Extreme Pain—just a few meters away from his seat.

At such a distance, Ji Pai can clearly hear every comment of the boss.

"This thigh is good, it can smelt high-quality alloys", "This head can be peeled, and the skull can be made into an ornament to hang in the castle", such words as magic sounds, make it shudder.

Mutto, who had been dismantled in front of him, reminded him of the appearance of being stabbed by joker on the experimental platform with eighteen tools.

Extreme pain felt a deep malice.

What's more tragic is that it knows it's not acting.

The old man was really taking Muto apart and using his best.

But Ji Pain himself fell to the point of experimentation, and the treatment would only be worse than this Muto.

At least Muto will be studied after he died, but it will be studied alive, perhaps even for hundreds of years.

It is not afraid of pain, but few intelligent creatures can bear to be dismembered into materials for research.

Allowing it to watch the entire dismemberment process of the male Mutto, Luke remotely controlled the prototype with the joker vest and flew from a distance.

Joker then asked the big guy to let him go and roll back on the excuse that the little supporting role like Extreme Pain was not qualified to be in the watch.

The pain was so scared that the gall was about to be broken. The first time he regained his freedom, he went crazy and went into smoke.

Luke played a few words with his prototype, and left as the joker prototype.

The diligent brother Octopus and Screaming just glanced here, and didn't care about this little thing at all.

The dismantling and collection of Muto's body took one hour.

When the speedboat of the Coast Patrol arrived, the clone had already changed back to the appearance of joker and returned to the seaside villa on Molokai Island.

Right now he was sitting on a beach chair on the beach outside his house, and Halle was sitting on top of him, facing the dejected half-year-old.

Hallie had used the Great Onmyoji for more than ten minutes to vent the extreme pain in front of her for a while.

It described the encounter just now as dangerous, but the shrewd and smart female doctor did not take it.

First of all, extreme pain is not that easy to die.

Secondly, it came back to tell the general process first, and she speculated that joker was connected with the old man, and it might be the reason that the old man also had a symbiote.

The last and most important point is that this stupid idiot interrupted her best chance to applaud love.

At that moment, she really felt that Joker was hesitating.

After he came back, he had returned to his former calm and unpredictable appearance, and decisively refused her continued explicit instructions.

If she didn't know that the symbiote was not afraid of physical attacks, she really wanted to chop the painful guy into meat to feed the dog.

At this moment, she can still sit and release the great onmyoji, thanks to Luke's hands constantly calming her anger.

Luke turned a deaf ear to her vent, just replaying this action in his heart.

It wasn't until the half-hour scheduled education time passed that he took back his thoughts and patted Hallie: "Okay, it's getting late, go to rest first."

Hallie's two snow-white arms wrapped around his neck: "I was so sweaty as to scold me, so I happened to wash together..."

Luke tore her off and put aside: "You are already an adult, do your own thing."

Halle:???

Luke got up and walked into the house: "Well, I have enough rest here. Let's go to Europe for follow-up plans."

Hallie trot a few steps, jumped on his back, and whispered her lips in his ear: "Really?"

Luke hummed, too lazy to talk nonsense.

Halle: "Is it right, little~pu~ding~"

Luke stretched out to hold her hand and followed him tightly.

Halle: "Ah~"

On the beach outside the house, only a lonely figure of Erha was left.

It walked down on the porch dejectedly, not daring to enter the door at all.

Hallie said it before Joker came back, and it treats the dog honestly these days.

If she does something wrong with her again, she must even settle the account this time.

Extreme pain can only be safety first, just stay outside.

It is very clear that this woman is a lunatic and will not reason with it at all.

Dangling under her eyelids at night might make her crazy.

Besides, the shock and shock that I received tonight is too great, so please calm down and think about what you should do in the future.

This earth is too dangerous!

The training it received before its departure, but never heard of the name of the earth.

There must be a problem with the way you opened the invasion!