North American Detective: I am proficient in all kinds of American Iai

Chapter 160 It's Not a Genius, It's a Monster!

Photos fell like raindrops.

Dean grabbed it casually and found that on the photo was a picture of a blue test tube, and grabbed it again, but it was another picture of an inconspicuous gun barrel..
These photos seem to be some potions, modified firearms, and mechanism traps.

"I'm a quick learner. I'm proficient in medicine, psychology, mechanical transformation, gunpowder configuration, and network technology. Many things that are the source of pain now are actually my father who directly took my results and used them. If you let me go, I will be yours."

Little Mike explained.

Looking at this little guy who was as thin as a bamboo pole due to long-term inactivity, Dean admitted that he was a little moved.

What is most important in the 21st century?

Talent.

Harry, Lawrence and others, for themselves, are at best helpers.

The Lucchese family in New York, that is, to help out, handle some dirty work, it will be easier to use, and it can be regarded as a way out.

But a genius like Little Mike.

Dean really didn't have one around.

He suspects that Little Mike not only suffers from emotional deficit disorder, but also has a much higher mental attribute than himself, belonging to a mutant variety of human beings.

After looking at the information of a few more photos, Dean couldn't help but said, "You prepared this thing a long time ago?"

Little Mike nodded: "I've seen my father's end a long time ago, so I prepared these a long time ago to show my value and save my life.

But in my prediction, what appeared in front of me should be an agency like the FBI, not a detective.

Your appearance surprised and disappointed me. "

Many things, if you want to learn, you need a threshold.

Some rare knowledge belongs to monopoly knowledge, and it is difficult for ordinary people to come into contact with it.

Mike Jr. didn't think Dean could provide him with enough growth resources.

He deliberately led Mike Smith to end. In addition to feeling that his safety was threatened because of his behavior, there was another reason that Mike Smith was no longer able to continue to provide resources for his growth, but restricted him from leaving. .

This is something Little Mike can't accept!
He cherishes his time very much, and looks forward to solving his emotional deficiency disorder through knowledge before the end of his life, so that he can feel what emotions are.

I heard Little Mike said that he was very disappointed with his appearance.

Dean was speechless.

This is looking down on yourself?
He has to admit that if Little Mike is taken away by the FBI or other big institutions for training, the upper limit will definitely exceed that of staying with him, and the future is immeasurable.

But what does this have to do with me?
If you can't get benefits from it, then even if you are a future civilization navigator, in your own eyes, you are worthless!
thought here.

Dean took out his mobile phone, looked at the time, and showed impatience on his face: "You have aroused my interest, now take me to see your research and invention, if your value exceeds my fear of you, then I will Will choose to accept you."

Little Mike reached out his hand directly to Dean: "My laboratory is located on the basement floor, and this distance is a challenge for me."

Dean didn't say much and held him in his arms.

This move is actually very smart.

Not only did he show his thin body, but also let Dean take him with him, so he didn't have to worry about being killed by some traps that Little Mike might design.

from the beginning till now.

Little Mike is actually guiding Dean's behavioral rhythm:

Directly show the information of 'source of pain' to slow down Dean's ferocity after he just killed someone.

Express Dean's killing intent and lead the topic.

He took the initiative to castrate himself, showing his lack of emotion and differences in thinking and cognition, and weakening Dean's fear and hostility towards him.

The last thing is to release your own value and give Dean a 'self-persuasion reason' to give up killing himself!
One by one.

In psychology, this is called a mood drop.

In a moment of relaxation and release, most of Dean's killing intent was removed. Under the emotional ups and downs, the original idea of ​​sending Little Mike out of this world after asking about the situation, unknowingly, became how to use Little Mike, Only then can you bring the greatest value to yourself.

After Dean picked up Little Mike, he realized it later.

But he didn't resist it.

Because it is also in his interest.

Dean understood now.

Because of the lack of emotion, Little Mike prefers to choose better for himself in terms of doing things.

What does that mean?

He thinks it is better to recognize the thief as his father, so he will not hesitate to recognize the thief as his father.

And if one day he feels that this 'father' has restricted him and it is better to kill him, then he will not hesitate to betray and kill him.

Emotion cannot be the shackles of Little Mike.

The only criterion for him to act is whether it is beneficial to himself, and how to operate it will bring greater benefits!
This kind of person looks cold and has no warmth.

But instead, Dean let go of the killing intent in his heart.

At least Little Mike will not harm himself because of Ona's death, regardless of the danger of his own life!

can only say.

Little Mike is indeed a genius. After Dean noticed his little thoughts, not only did he not have instinctive disgust, but he chose to acquiesce.

Under the guidance of Little Mike.

Dean carried him to the basement floor of the villa.

This is a large underground level, about half the size of a football field, and the first thing you can see is rows of heavy oak shelves and tables covered in dust.

All kinds of blood-stained instruments of torture were placed on it.

Little Mike introduced: "This is the place where my father took his students who were not many at the time to excavate and transform it with modern tools when it was first renovated. It was also the place where they first used it for 'baptism'."

"It looks like no one has touched it in a long time."

"Yes, to be precise, it's 11 years and seven months." Little Mike said indifferently: "Every time my father brought people in, he would nurture me by his side, so I remember it very clearly."

"But you're only a little over 12 years old!" Dean noticed the loophole in Little Mike's words.

"It's normal." Little Mike rubbed his forehead wearily, and said lightly: "I remember everything since I was born, and I have a photographic memory, which has also caused my health to remain unwell."

Normal Jill!
The little Mike in front of him was even more outrageous than the 13-year-old girl Anthony took away!
can only say.

Since the beginning of the 21st century, the world has merged and the information has exploded.

In the new generation, there is no most evil, only more evil!

But the brain is too active, which is not a good thing for an immature child.
Go through this torture area.

The two came to the glass room area behind.

There are a lot of things piled up in these glass rooms, and there are many simple tools like mechanical arms inside, which look like cyberpunk.

"These are the laboratories that my father secretly helped me build after I was six years old after seeing my talent. Ona also helped me a lot in this."

These labs are labeled.

"Gunpowder ratio!"

"Firearm modification and research!"

"Biological observation!"

There are about a dozen of these crude laboratories in total, with the most biological subjects, followed by explosives and mechanical transformation, which look a lot like the residence of Frankenstein.

It may be because of Little Mike's size and physical strength.

The things here all look a little pocket-sized.

Little Mike pointed to the glass room in front of the two, and the shelf near the edge said:

"Those tubes of red and blue reagents are the liquid bombs I prepared. The power is about ten times that of TNT of the same volume, but the reaction is too sensitive.

So I converted them into trigger detonations, which are more commercially valuable.

In addition, there are traps between the test tubes, which must be taken down in a fixed order, otherwise these tubes of reagents can blow up the stress point of this underground space and bury it alive. "

Dean's pupils shrank as he looked at the test tubes that looked like models.

Between the test tubes, there are very inconspicuous thin wire connections.

Moreover, the information disclosed in Little Mike's words shows that he has a deep research on mechanics.

The two continued to go deeper.

Next.

Dean saw the clay dynamite that was the size of a cigarette but could blow up a car, the black plant extract powder with aphrodisiac effect, the tobacco with calming effect, and the simple but versatile silencer barrel.
From mechanics to biology to chemistry
Little Mike dabbled in all of them, and all of them gained a lot.

This is no longer a simple small help, but a huge and unknown interest industry chain.

Dean was shocked again and again, and subconsciously tightened the hand holding Little Mike, as if this was not a thin and thin boy, but a life-sized doll made of diamonds.

He couldn't help wondering: "I'm afraid Mike Smith didn't have access to a lot of knowledge involved here. How did you get it?"

Little Mike pointed to the last laboratory: "Thanks to the Internet, I used a small invention in exchange for a lot of resources, which is also the main reason why I can grow rapidly."

Dean quickened his pace and came to the laboratory at the end.

This laboratory is obviously different from other laboratories. It is not only covered by completely sealed black tempered glass, but also designed with an independent ventilation duct and the top for exhaust and ventilation.

Dean wanted to go in, but was stopped by Little Mike.

"This laboratory must be unlocked with fingerprint + iris. Otherwise, if you just push the door in, it will trigger another self-exposure device and destroy this underground space."

Dean glanced around, wondering, "But I didn't see the scanning device."

Little Mike looked at Dean with some disappointment, and explained helplessly:
"Thanks to the breakthrough of liquid crystal technology, the device is placed on the inconspicuous glass and black cloth, so that there is enough confidentiality, otherwise the simple fingerprint iris lock will only bring me security risks, not an early warning.

In addition, I originally thought that you were a person who was barely worth my time to communicate with, but now it seems that although you are much smarter than those low-level counterparts, you have shallow knowledge and are still a reckless fool. "

Dean: "."

to be frank.

Being looked down upon by a 12-year-old kid hurts self-esteem.

The most irritating thing is that Little Mike's tone was flat, as if he was just explaining the facts, without any contempt or contempt, which made people feel embarrassed to refute.

Dean resisted the urge to snap his fingers, and said angrily, "Unlock!"

Little Mike nodded, stretched out his fingers, and tapped randomly on the seemingly ordinary black tempered glass, and a green electronic screen actually appeared on it.

On the left side of the screen is a fingerprint image, and on the right side is a red light spot.

It looks magical and sci-fi.

Little Mike didn't directly put his finger on the fingerprint, but asked Dean for help: "Can you take off my left shoe and sock, I set it to unlock the little toe footprint."

Dean: "."

dog!
In his heart, he had put Little Mike on an equal footing, obediently obeyed, and stuck Little Mike's little toe to the left side of the glass electronic screen.

In this weird posture, Little Mike moved his right eye to the right.

Only a beep was heard.

The glass door popped open.

At the same time, a woman's voice without emotion came from inside: Welcome home, Little Mike, it's January 2001, 24, at 27:35:[-] AM.

"This is my mother's voice synthesized based on my memory. I hope to use the voice to stimulate the body to secrete some unknown substances related to emotions. Unfortunately, this method is useless."

Little Mike looked calm, not disappointed, not unwilling, just explaining one thing calmly.

Dean glanced at him and pushed the door open.

Different from what I imagined.

The first sight is a very cozy small room with a bed, a chair and a fireplace. It looks like a tool room that can be lived in. There is a large table against the wall.

There are steps directly under the table, which seems to be convenient for Little Mike to walk up directly.

On the top of the wooden table is a very small but precise assembly line 'model' with electric brakes and many material input ports.

If it is not too small, it almost makes people think that this is a real processing line.

Besides.

On the wall above the wooden table, there is a group photo of a family of three.

Above, Mike Smith and another strange woman are holding a baby who is only a few months old, smiling sweetly at the camera, looking very warm.

At first sight, Dean was attracted by the model on the table!

This familiar shape! ! !

Forcibly suppressing the shock and suspicion in his heart, he pretended to be casual and said, "Where's the invention you're talking about?"

Little Mike didn't notice Dean's inner turmoil at the moment, and pointed to the model on the table: "This is a set of extraction equipment, as long as you put in the corresponding materials, you can get a very strange additive, I call it [Intoxication]! "

talking.

He rarely showed a look of doubtful disappointment: "In my research, this is the only thing that can trigger my simulated emotions, and it has little side effects. Unfortunately, as I use it, it will continue to damage the brain, so I will pass this thing through Darknet, sold to a Mexican syndicate for a lot of knowledge.”

Hey!
FUCK FUCK!
[Enchanted], it was actually invented by the little one in front of me!

Go nima genius!

This is clearly a monster! ! !

Dean could no longer suppress the emotional fluctuations caused by the shock, he directly raised Little Mike high, looked up at him, and said gently: "Mr. Little Mike, I think you are a good partner. Starting today, You are my brother!"

from now on.

Little Mike is his little baby!

Whoever is greedy will die!

Little Mike looked down at Dean, who looked like a pervert at the moment, with a calm expression: "Oh, what's the good of being your brother?"

He turned directly against the customer.

Dean put him down gently, opened his clothes, revealed the firearms and a medical bandage inside, and said kindly: "I'm not very capable, and my mind is small. What I like to do most is to treat enemies who have hurt me." , beheaded and killed.

If you are my younger brother, you are one of your own.

My own people don't have to die! "

Little Mike blinked and blinked: "Brother."

　Early
　　
　
(End of this chapter)