Currently known clues:
Black-clothed Moon Shadow Perfume.
The clothes style drawn by Lu Yisi.
Check perfume and clothes.
If you don’t believe it, you can’t find clues about him!
The most incredible thing is that the sound lines of the Black Soul Ball are very similar to those of Carl.
Although he only said two words, Carl's analysis of sound is like the most precise microscope's observation of cells - nowhere to hide.
Just steal things quietly by the black-clad mixed ball, why did he make a sound and let him catch it?
Are you too confident about your strength and don’t think Carl can catch him?
Or do you still don’t know how powerful Carl’s superpower is?
Black-clothed ball ball is also a superpower, so I must know better about it.
If he doesn't want to be discovered, he should be more cautious in theory.
So the conclusion is that the soul in black is weak and does not take the strange adjustments into consideration at all.
Or, I didn’t care too much about the odds, otherwise I wouldn’t have encountered the outermost barrier of the Grand Commander’s Mansion.
If he is cautious enough, he will definitely test whether there is a super barrier in the museum where the national treasure gathers.
If he is arrogant enough, all his behaviors are gone and he will do whatever he wants. All of the above is Carl's random thoughts...
The strange detective with a pale and slight face came out of the main hall.
Several security personnel guarding the arches by the small door looked at Carl's belt.
Not to mention that a big piece of Hanzi stared at dad's belt, would you please? Carl waved and walked out of the door.
Left a series of unwilling to beeping in detection machines.
Pass half of the front door square, go around the exit, and walk to the ground gate line.
The royal exit is much quieter and quieter.
In front is a white marble fountain; opposite is a corner of the National Park, where crisp and pleasant bird calls come.
Only then did Karl's impetuous heart settle down.
He took out the imaging spray from the dark compartment of his uniform.
"Shit..."
He squirted at the approximate location of the female staff in the museum and sprayed it horizontally and vertically.
The mist fills the water and disappears again.
After a while, a faint transparent film appeared above the ground gate line. The film surface was reflected in the sunlight, reflecting colorful streaming light.
It is the surface of the quark superpower protective film.
Reacting with the potion in the superpower spray, the prototype appears.
Although the quark superpower membrane is flowing and has a bullet point, it will also be damaged if it is destroyed by other external forces.
If the damage is too high, it will be broken and needs to be repaired manually.
Although it took a night, the film surface has not been completely repaired independently.
Dozens of red line arcs, like careful red snakes, surrounded and repaired around a kink-shaped twisted membrane.
Carl took several close-up photos of the protective cover with his camera.
Several security personnel on both sides of the exit were staring at the colorful film that appeared out of thin air, and there were twisted water marks on the film surface...
Their thoughts are simple and direct - hell! This must be a supernatural incident!
...
After surveying the scene, asking the witnesses, and quarrel.
Carl drove a blue and white Gazhou police car and ran to the countryside Koshen Expressway.
I was hesitant to take a meal with Alison, but driving a police car is not easy to use for public buses.
Even if you throw the police car at the entrance of the museum to take a taxi, it will not be good to spend time together with public and private time.
I'd better go back to the bureau and count the half-day work.
Because he kept his surname confidential, he had to write this report himself.
After writing, just attach the photos and send them to Hopsen.
The case is not a big problem.
It's Coffin's conservative old men, who are extremely disgusting.
As expected, the city of San Mateo, which is strong in the folk customs, makes him feel a sense of belonging.
No matter how tall and outstanding Coffin is, he will not be able to attract him.
As we all know, risks and benefits coexist forever.
The entire system of the capital Coffin City, especially the Ministry of Justice, the Central Bureau of Investigation, the Municipal Bureau of Investigation, the Ministry of State Security, the Military Department, which are closely related to the Bureau of Investigation, etc.
How many pairs of eyes are staring at.
The political department within the Bureau of Investigation and the external inspectors' office have year-end performances that are the taint of agents.
Not to mention the political struggles of conservatives and Democratic Progressive Party for the sake of superiority and resources.
Whether you want it or not, you will definitely get involved.
And Carl has been caught in.
From the day he was adopted by Hopson, he was included in the camp of the Democratic Progressive Party for seeking truth from facts.
The officialdom of Coffin is like the Shura Field.
He just wants to live a life of mediocrity.
Catch the thief, check the case, get married and have children.
With one's own strength, you can't protect the people of the world. You can protect the city of San Mateo.
I don’t know how Hopson judged the Mayan sacrificial case.
His attitude to the sea of ​​the universe does not mean that he does not care.
But Hopsen has never expressed his opinion.
The case must be investigated.
There is also the headache-inducing bastard Lu Yisi...
The shelf life I like is only three months...
What should I do?
It will take Carl two years to save enough down payment for buying a second-hand house...
I wanted to leave it to Alison as a dowry...
The world is so great that there is a place to accommodate his slow heart.
There seems to be nothing wrong with maternal solo in life...
It’s a bit sad when a love brain disease occurs.
Evette is obviously cute, smart, excellent, and understanding.
But he wanted to commit suicide and abuse himself, but he liked the unattainable goddess Lu Yisi...
It is obvious that Lu Yisi's brain circuit is not right, she is fickle, and is not familiar with human affairs, and is also very silly.
Cocar is not able to have a lot of thoughts about an excellent and beautiful fat girl, but he is more like a partner who is entrusted with each other and his family...
Carl doesn't understand.
Maybe feelings cannot be measured by conditions or by whether the person is good or not.
You can only follow your heart and follow your heart.
...
Galileo State Investigation Bureau, Male House.
As soon as he left the elevator, Carl saw Avis squatting at the door and waiting.
"Can you not squat at my door?"
"no."
Carl passed him, entered the door, closed the door-out, and did not miss it.
When I saw Avis' double eyelids, I thought of the fickle woman who made the dog melancholy.
"Tu Tu"
Ivis knocked on the door.
He spent the years since Lu Yisi's debut, and had his first leisure weekend, and he was at a loss.
The over-energy Aigo, Lego toys and game consoles were all at home, and there was only a small box of chariots on hand. After finishing the battle, he still lay down and played with his mobile phone all morning.
Too bored, I wanted to squat Carl to go to the training ground.
What else can two young single men do?
A fierce battle, a fight regardless of the difference.
Ivis competed with his colleagues to gain great happiness and satisfaction.
It's much better than being beaten and kicked away by his mother all the way.
In fact, his level is not much different from the old aunt.
The old aunt has been slapping Avis since she was a child and is very familiar with his moves. She has more than twenty years of fighting experience than Aigou.
Whether psychologically or in offense and defense skills, they are always slightly better.
Ivis is used to being defeated by his subordinates.
If you take action, you will lose, you will lose again and again, and you will lose again and again.
But when he fought against Tiger and Carl, he felt the joy of fighting that he had never had.
Now Carl's cold face in outer space is so he doesn't want to pay attention to people at first sight.
Tiger is going to run for the case again.
Ivis tried hard to get in front of Carl's door. After 20 minutes of scratching the door, the latter finally got annoyed and opened the door with a dark face, saying:
"What are you doing? No door scratching is allowed!"
"I'm bored... Both the game console and the LEGO are at home, and I don't have money to go out to build, no one to accompany me, and no friends..."
"Reading a book!"
"I can't see it!"
I'm fucking... Carl wanted to smash the dog's head with durian, and compromised:
"You and Tiger go check the man in black, don't bother me!"
"Okay!! Is this considered overtime or to work?"
"If you don't count the time and money, if you find it interesting, follow it more and decide for yourself."
Chapter completed!