"The internal organ structure is no different from that of ordinary people."

"The brain wave frequency is abnormal, but the energy fluctuations controlled by the mind have not been detected yet."

Moira pushed the giant brain wave scanner away, revealing the childish face of the young man in the sweatshirt. He still looked half-aged.

The young man's eyes were dull and his pupils were scattered, like a vegetative person who had lost consciousness. However, Jarvis's survey data showed that he was a college student. He had just attended a freshman dance with his classmates a few days ago. His classmates' evaluation of him was a funny and talkative friend.

Zhang Ming asked: "Can he awaken his original consciousness?"

Moira said in embarrassment: "He has no physiological trauma. This situation can only wait for the big boss to disappear and wake up by himself. When did he become like this?"

Zhang Ming recalled: "I first scattered him. On the way back, he woke up once and struggled for a while. When he was about to reach the Stark Industrial Building, his body suddenly became stiff, and then it was the state you saw."

Moira's eyes swept through every piece of data in the device and made quick analysis and judgment.

"There are two possibilities. One is that the big boss feels that the puppet is useless, so he actively cuts off the connection and lets him die; the other is that the big boss has a distance limit on the mental control, and once it exceeds a certain distance, he will lose his control ability."

Zhang Ming nodded and said, "I prefer the second type. The big boss is injured and survives entirely by survival devices. It is impossible for him to have no effect on his superpowers. Otherwise, he doesn't need to hide. With the blue potion, he only needs to control a group of puppets in the dark to take suicide attacks."

In the corner, the big boss closed his eyes, stuck his tongue out, pretending to be still in a coma. In fact, his ears had already been laid. The more he heard the conversation between Zhang Ming and Moira, he became more and more frightened, and his tail was trembling slightly involuntarily.

They speculated about his identity!

They even knew that he was relying on survival!

When the big boss was arrested, he felt that he was in trouble. Now it seems that it is really appropriate to steal information with a dog.

Thinking of this, the big boss couldn't help but smile.

"How come there is a dog giggling?"

Trevor stepped in with the crab. The wound on his butt had not healed yet. Only by walking like this would he not hurt. He held his nose, looked around, and finally smeared on the boss's body, and wiped his hands with its long hair.

The big boss stared at him fiercely, bared his teeth, wishing he could bite Trevor to death in one bite.

He remembered that this guy was Trevor falling from the sky last time and sitting on his head, which made the situation change and the big boss fell into a state of being chased by Zhang Ming.

"Zhang Ming, did you bring this dog back? I heard that Chinese people have delicious dog meat. Are you trying to show us cooking skills?" Trevor looked up and down at the big boss, and liked it the more he looked at it. "Don't say it's quite fat. Do you use roast or fry?"

"Wool! (How can you eat dogs! Dogs are human friends!)"

"None of them, they are stewed on low heat."

The big boss's aura disappeared, his tail was clamped and his mouth made a whimpering sound.

He was really scared.

Angela, who assisted on the side, opened her mouth wide: "You really know how to eat dogs?"

The big boss shrank his tail and hid behind Angela, his four legs trembled slightly.

Zhang Ming smiled and said, "In our country, some people feel uncomfortable if they don't eat it every once in a while, while others are like you, very repulsive. They feel disgusted when they hear the word "eating dog". This is like French raw oysters and Swedish canned herring. Each culture has its corresponding specialty food."

"Wo Wang. (So do you eat me or not?)"

Zhang Ming rubbed the dog's head: "I haven't eaten it before, and I have no intention of putting you in the recipe for the time being, so don't worry."

The big boss's legs became weak and his butt sat on the ground. His mood fluctuated and all turned into fatigue and was written on his face.

"What are you talking about eating?"

Franklin, who had just parked the car, walked in with Roy.

Roy wore a khaki long windbreaker today, wearing a black turtleneck sweater inside, just covering his Adam's apple, dark pants underneath, and a pair of black leather boots on his feet.

He has long golden hair slightly curly, his overall image is capable, and gives people a very warm feeling.

He narrowed his eyes with a smile and waved at Zhang Ming.

"Who is this lady?"

Moira hadn't seen Roy before, Zhang Ming briefly introduced the identities of both parties and emphasized his gender. Moira raised her eyebrows and shook hands with Roy.

“You have a good taste in clothing.”

"Thanks."

After the greetings, Zhang Ming spoke to Roy and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I heard from Franklin that you're investigating a blue potion recently."

"Do you have news?" Zhang Ming asked.

Roy nodded, Zhang Ming was curious about how a dance teacher could have something to do with the blue potion that improves physical fitness. It might be possible to replace it with a boxing teacher.

Roy said: "Just a few days ago, more than one student told me that a new type of D product appeared in New York, code name: Blue Ocean. It is expensive, but the effect is very good. After using it, you will feel that you can do everything and can really improve your strength and physical strength.

Among some rich second-generations who pursue excitement, it has begun to spread among rich people. There is a girl who almost got injected. She reminded me to be careful. It is said that this D-type is very addictive and can never get rid of it once."

"Are there any samples?" Moira asked.

Roy took out a small blue bottle from his trench coat pocket and handed it over. There were small fine thorns under the bottle, which facilitated the rich people to suck.

Moira put it on the equipment for inspection and concluded in a few minutes.

"This is the derivative of the blue potion. Depending on the physical condition, it is estimated that three to four times will leave a back door for the big boss. As long as it is within the radiation range of his mental ability, it may be controlled."

Now the big boss is seriously injured. When he controlled those monsters, his mental control range reached almost half of New York. Moreover, his target was rich and politicians. If he controlled these people, it means that the ordinary people below were also under command.

"The spread of the 'blue ocean' must be curbed. Can sellers be investigated?" Zhang Ming asked.

"After having a clue, do you still remember the bearded man we met that night when we looked for Roy? It was the Chinese Kung Fu enthusiast who wanted to recognize you as your master. After hearing that I was inquiring about Lan Hai, he took the initiative to contact me and quietly told me the latest transaction time and location."

Zhang Ming remembered that guy. He was still holding Zhang Ming's thigh and requesting him to be his disciple. Later, Zhang Ming was shocked to the corona.

“When is the transaction?”

"Just tonight, the Blue Ocean shipments have been very large recently, and the market is in short supply and supply is almost every day."

Zhang Ming looked at the time and said, "Okay, let's go over and ambush first to see if we can follow the clues and find the big boss's nest. Do you need to prepare?"

Trevor grinned: "Don't worry, there are guns in the trunk of the car for twenty-four hours."

Zhang Ming, Xiaofu, Lao Cui and Roy went downstairs together to attack the D-grade transaction tonight. Zhang Ming originally didn't want Roy to come together, after all, his image was too deceptive, and always made people think that he was a weak girl.

But he insisted on asking to go together.

"My student was almost killed. As a teacher, I must solve the problem from the source."

Considering his skills, Zhang Ming finally agreed, and the four of them sat in a car and headed to the transaction site.

Moira returned to the laboratory to continue research. Angela took a ham sausage at the foot of the big boss, checked the chain again, and confirmed that it would not loosen, she took a safe catch up with Moira.

The big boss pretended to be an ordinary dog, picked up the food, and chewed it in big mouthfuls.

After everyone left, he spitted out the ham and spit out in disgust. He usually ate steak and seafood, and when did he eat this cheap poor food?

The cuteness on the big boss's face disappeared, replaced with an evil smile.

Idiot Zhang Ming, your biggest mistake is to bring me back and let me hear your plan!

He stood up with his hind legs like a human, patrolling around. When he saw the computer on the table, he couldn't help laughing, his tongue drooping from one side.

With a chain around his neck, he tried to control the young man's puppet on the hospital bed, but he was too far away from his body now, and the puppet did not respond at all.

He had to turn around, pull the chain to the longest, and then use his hind legs to reach the computer.

The big boss tried his best and stood up with one toe and would touch the computer's boot button.

A few seconds later, the computer enters the desktop.

No power-on password!

The big boss felt that God was helping him.

Using a toe, the big leader moved the mouse, clicked on the web page, typed the keyboard with one letter and entered the email address.

"There is an insider, terminate the transaction!"

In this state, he really couldn't enter too much text, and a simple sentence was enough.

There was a "ding" from the elevator when it arrived outside. Someone came and he had to hurry up.

He stretched one leg straight for a long time, giving him the feeling of cramps about to be about to get cramps, "hold on for a while, hold on for a while." The boss encouraged himself, and his toes finally fell on the Enter key!

Success!

"beep"

A prompt pops up on the screen:

"Sorry, the email failed, please enter the correct address."

The big boss frowned and saw that there was an error in typing a letter.

"Wang! (Farke!)"

The dog slapped the floor with its paws, venting its anger.

The heavy and powerful footsteps were getting closer and closer. The big boss stared at the webpage. After a few seconds of hesitation, he turned off all interfaces, deleted the browsing history, and then pretended that nothing had happened to him.

As soon as he finished this, Steve walked in.

"Little guy, Zhang Ming told me that the dog you picked up was you? What's your name?"

Steve was rubbing the dog and suddenly felt that his hands were sticky. He took it closer and looked like a booster.

The big boss smiled.

"Wang Wang! (Silly comment!)"
Chapter completed!