Chapter 124 What’s there to be afraid of if your face has been changed!

Although Bize's news didn't seem urgent, Omer still applied to leave work early.

There is no need to modify the training plans of Miura Bourbon and Eri Tako. The former's self-discipline can survive rain or shine even if there is no supervision, while the latter is under the supervision of his classmates, so there is no need to worry.

Since the brief exchange in the afternoon, the coffee shop seemed to be more enthusiastic and well-behaved, and even tried to invite him while making coffee.

The too-similar invitation brought back bad memories, but the familiar mellow aroma of the coffee temporarily diluted the unpleasantness, and Omer was able to believe that the teahouse was indeed related to the coffee shop at the school gate.

Of course, this is not the point.

Compared with physical strength and strength training, which are still laying the foundation, what interests Omer more is Eliseko's research on "spirit and dreams".

Retracing the origin of dreams and returning to the dream world with a fixed anchor without using the Sunday Serenity account - this kind of research purpose can be considered to be initially effective.

Although I couldn't accurately locate the blood source 3.2, I also found many other 'dream rooms', which proved that the idea was correct, but it still needed further refinement.

It happened that there was news from Jingjing on Sunday that made him slow down. She bluntly stated that she was going to a foreign land to catch some reckless horse girls, which made Omo complain in his heart that she was not too cautious.

Naturally, I just complained to myself, but I didn't dare to type it into the message record.

The signature skill of the awesome spirit is to hit people along the network cable. Generally speaking, it is better not to experience it.

However, Omer couldn't help but laugh when he heard about recruiting people, wondering if this could be regarded as some kind of consensus.

After all, he also wants to recruit people.

But it's not a foreign land, it's superficial.

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It is also a police station in the West District, not far from Central Teresin. Omer still remembers that the last time he came here, he came to fish for an unlucky guy named Morrison.

To this day, the serious atmosphere here remains unchanged and has not changed over the years.

Although the Jiemen District (surface area) is known for its low crime rate, foreign cases often require the cooperation of the surface area, so these police officers often spend their working hours frowning. Only some bizarre civil cases can keep them in Bengbu.

His expression even beamed with joy.

For example, when dealing with an unreasonable drunkard, the dislike of the main handler can often lead to ridicule from colleagues in the same field.

At that time, Homais was a relative of the drunkard.

Now the drunkard completely hid in the electronic world as soon as he heard that he was coming to the police station, and the game prompts from the steam software were enough to make Omer feel ridiculous for him and his game.

It's been several years.

Although the memories of the cyber police officers are excellent enough, they are not necessarily willing to save their memories for a drunkard one day, not to mention that when Omer stepped into the police station, he did not see a few familiar faces.

On the contrary, they all felt familiar with Omer.

Until one of the police officers called out his name, the differences between those eyes from that moment on were as diverse and uninteresting as a mobile game card pool.

Omo, who had no intention of being an exhibit, couldn't help but rush to the police officers who came to receive him and said: "I'm here to pick up a person. His name is Bize, and he was involved in a murder case."

"Oh, that boy can leave now, so you belong to him?" "Classmate, friend." Omer said, showing his student ID card that he still stuffed in his wallet.

However, the police officers here will probably remember him more when he was "wearing a big leather holster" in Tianmen City.

Homare avoided this topic and just sighed unexpectedly: "But I thought he would be called a youth because of his appearance."

"It's true what he said originally, but he was drugged," a police officer shrugged, "it hasn't healed yet."

"...?APTX4869?"

Thanks to the convenience of non-existent memory retrieval, Omer was able to tell the complete serial number and think of the Mumu police officer in Tianmen City.

Whether you are a mercenary or a trainer, you will have to go to Tianmen City several times sooner or later. If you are interested, you will have the opportunity to visit.

"Did you hear this from the client? In fact, it was Polyjuice Potion, and he was made to look like a criminal to confuse the public."

Hearing this, Omo frowned and asked, "How long will the effect of the medicine last?"

Polyjuice potion, a lower-level potion in potions, can only be used to transform humans.

But because it has become so complete that even increasing the dose can extend the transformation time, there are strict legal restrictions.

The most outrageous news about this potion was that the Alchemy Club held a grand party the year before last, and all the products used were other people’s looks.

But just like hypnotism can only be found in red letters in the hands of some people, but it can be established in the sky for some people, Bize has obviously met a serious person, and it is difficult to say whether it is good or bad.

"With half an hour left, we can use the mental display to confirm the time when he was given the decoction and the quality of the decoction." The police officer said, pointing to the door not far away.

Omo looked along the direction and saw that the door was pushed open by a police officer. A handsome young man walked out and called Omo to him. His appearance and voice were indeed inconsistent.

Omer did not immediately respond to the other party's greeting. He just looked at the police officer on the side and asked: "Wouldn't you be reported by street righteous people if you walk around like this?"

I think the criminal used this face to confuse their perceptions.

"You guessed it right, but the criminal is now under the responsibility of the police station in the foreign land," the police officer explained. "So there is no wanted notice posted here, and no one will pay too much attention to his face."

"That's good, then I'll take him away, thank you for your hard work." Omo said businesslikely, and then looked at the handsome-faced Bize.

"I thought I would receive your complacent message first... It seems you are not very lucky."

"I feel great. I even tried something like Polyjuice Potion! Do you know?! I only use this kind of thing in-" ""Harry Potter", this recipe has been improved, otherwise it won't work.

Play the same role as the original world."

"Really? But it's not a big problem," the young man followed him out with excitement on his face: "The main thing is that witnessing a murder is awesome!"

"The person who actually witnessed the murder was so excited. I can't help but suspect that not only did you not witness it with your own eyes, but you even noticed it at the end of the incident and then drank the decoction."

"? Remove the monitor for me. They won't even show you the case file, right?"

"I'm not a detective, and they didn't entrust me with it," Omer said calmly. "They probably don't want to take care of it too much. Unlike the ideal situation you once said, this place is more realistic."

"It's okay, it's okay, the useless policeman is also part of the Two-Spined Salamander!"

"..."

This answer is indeed Bize's without a doubt.

But he still wanted to add: "The Terrorist Mobile Team and the foreign special mobile team are also part of the police. Their case handling performance may not be satisfactory, but their achievements are always numerous."

Thinking that this guy always had a unique understanding of subtext, Omo still said bluntly: "Be careful of getting beaten like this."

"And, what are your plans now?"

This may be difficult for others to understand, but for a person who has just come out of the house, he at least understands why he went in.

"This is it!" the man said excitedly, "After the old master here is killed, the club will work harder to retain apprentices because it has lost its pillar. I will hang out here first and see if I can become famous!"

Old master... that should be the old magician... Omo couldn't complain about the other party's title, so he simply ignored it and continued:

"It's a very bold idea, but it may fail. Moreover, maybe the murderer will remember you and the chance of returning to the crime scene in the past is not low. After all, you may have disrupted his plan if you called the police in advance.

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I don’t know if it was disruptive or not, but Omer can at least be happy that his backup plan worked.

"So I want to talk to that club again, right? I understand this," the man seemed to have suddenly enlightened, and said proudly, "Maybe he will be taken special care of by the senior brothers."

Bize's enthusiasm was not interrupted at all. The young man's face was full of expectation. The bystanders on the roadside looked awkward, but Omo didn't care at all.

"Okay," he said, like a teacher teaching students, guiding the other party to think about the next step, "Start with the victim and the topic that may be targeted. As the client, you have every reason to go to the speaker. Remember

Aim for those with the most seniority, but you must also pay attention..." "There may be conflicts with seniority. I will investigate first and come back to your advisor!"

Bi Ze also tried to guess Omer's intentions on weekdays. Although his thoughts were always wrong, this time it was normal.

"Okay, I remember that your club is famous for the development of modern magic and emphasizes the magic wand system."

"I will attack in the form of a thunder battle ax!" Bize shouted loudly.

Omer was silent, wondering if it was the unfamiliar faces that gave him such confidence that he was not afraid of strange looks.

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