Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 31 Call and ask

It was another morning, the weather was cloudy, there was no bright sunshine, and the sky was covered with dark clouds.

Lin Yilin opened her eyes on time like a robot and picked up her phone immediately.

He glanced at last night's intelligence and narrowed his eyes slightly.

……

If there is ever a time when the grey streets of the metropolis are relatively quiet and peaceful, it is between four and six in the morning.

Have you ever seen Dadu at four in the morning?
Zheng Fan has seen it before, it's nothing special.

At this time, even the noisy gang members should take a rest. Soon, daytime will come again and normal life will return to normal.

Therefore, Zheng Fan would use this time to go out for a walk.

Toast is so lively and active that he will get mad if he is not taken out for a walk often. In order to prevent him from venting his energy on the sofa and getting torn to pieces by Lin Yilin one day, Zheng Fan decided to control the source.

Take a walk around when there are few people around, find a few homeless people sleeping on cardboard boxes, bite their butts and then run away. This is probably Toast's favorite way of entertainment.

I played for a little longer today because Toast broke into the dessert shop on Dongding Road and took out a piece of his own.

Yes, another piece of toast.

Zheng Fan did not plan to "enlighten" another piece of toast. It would be enough to raise just one. If there were more, he was afraid that he would not be able to take care of them.

Toast looked very brave when it rescued its own kind, but before Zheng Fan had the chance to praise it, it took the piece of toast to the corner and ate its "companion" clean.

The scene was horrific, with toast crumbs scattered all over the floor.

The incident of the toast biting the toast, eating it all up, was very scary.

"When I turned into a baguette to play with you, did you really want to play with me instead of eating the baguette?" Zheng Fan asked on the way back to the office with toast, avoiding the increasing crowds of people.

"Ouch!"

"Can you really tell the difference? No, even if you can tell the difference you might still want to chew it." Zheng Fan thought.

Perfect Toast has many bad intentions.

"just came back?"

Before I entered the office, I ran into Lin Yilin who came to "work" on time. She was taking out the key to open the door.

"Good morning, I've been playing with Toast for a little while."

"Good morning, so you've been playing all night."

"We did take a break for a few hours in between." Zheng Fan was not surprised at all that Lin Yilin knew what happened last night all of a sudden.

Anyway, Miss Lin Yilin knows everything, so he just needs to think so.

She knows everything!

After opening the door and entering the office, Toast immediately ran in and found his favorite corner to rest. Rescuing his compatriots took a lot of energy, and eating his compatriots was also very tiring. In short, Perfect Toast needed a rest.

Lin Yilin went in and sat back in her throne-like desk chair and asked, "Did you find Lin De?"

"No. Now we don't even know whether he is still alive." Zheng Fan spread his hands helplessly.

Lin Yilin nodded: "Although I knew that Jiang Si was operating in that area, it was expected that you would go to play with her, but I didn't expect to run into something happening there."

Why does it feel like a parent saying to his child, “I knew you would secretly play games or watch TV when I go out”?
"Do you need me to recap the situation?"

Lin Yilin opened her laptop: "Go ahead." Zheng repeated what happened last night in a vivid and graphic manner, using flowery language like he does in a novel. At this point, it sounded like an opera.

After he finished his story, he looked at Miss Lin Yilin expectantly to see what she thought.

After a moment's silence, Lin Yilin said, "I almost understand the first part, but you don't need to explain the part about having supper in detail."

"Why? I think this was the most interesting part of last night." Zheng said seriously, "I've never had such a good meal before."

After all, it is impossible to use your own body to rebuild, but it doesn’t matter if it’s someone else’s, especially the super powerful Miss Red Line Killer.

Lin Yilin originally wanted to say something, but in the end she sighed imperceptibly and looked at the computer screen bored.

"Our commission may not be so good. That Shenlai Agency seems to be very powerful. I saw someone who can create hallucinations and possess himself directly like you." Zheng Fan said, leaning on the sofa.

"What are the characteristics of hallucinations?" Lin Yilin asked casually.

"A rugged horn, white skin, and a long white tail."

"Hong Baixian, a partner of Shenlai Agency, is an illusion created by the overlap of the water world and the black world, and is also an illusion with low aggressiveness. Soon after coming into contact with the people of Shenlai Agency, he grew to be intelligent. The known intelligence violence index is 'gang'."

"Same as me?" Zheng Fan glanced sideways.

"Mr. Illusion, you are at least a 'gang', but Hong Baixian, even if there are fluctuations, can't exceed the scope of a gang. Although it is a very mature illusion, it's just like that. As long as you join the Shenlai Agency and make some achievements, you can get Hong Baixian's illusion factor, establish a connection with it, and use some of its power."

"So good? The member benefits are worthy of a large firm." Zheng Fan was surprised. He originally thought that the illusion fantasy factor was very scarce. After all, apart from the processing bureau, he hadn't heard any other rumors that it could be used casually.

"Not all large firms can do this, but Shenlai Firm happens to have this illusion of being easy to talk to, and using it as a signboard has significantly improved its competitiveness." Lin Yilin tapped on the keyboard with a flat tone.

Using the fantasy factor is essentially leaving a backdoor for hallucinations. Without some safeguards, it will be useless even if you put out your signboard. Who knows whether you are cooperating with the hallucinations or simply deceiving people into having hallucinations?

"As for this commission, there is no conflict between us. As long as Lind is still here, we can still get a share."

It was indeed a bit unexpected that Shenlai Agency suddenly intervened in this matter.

However, it is also reasonable.

Lin Yilin was able to make such rapid progress on her own. Judging from the traces, the nameless casino had been operating for some time. It was natural that the clues left behind attracted the famous Shenlai Agency.

"It's a pity that I didn't see the illusion directly last night." Zheng Fan said.

He took out a singularity and rubbed it in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"We need to synchronize the progress with Shenlai Agency." Lin Yilin said.

"It turns out there are things about Xixikoko Street that you don't know."

"I just know what's going on within my own intelligence network."

"Good answer. Since your neighbors can't help, do we need to go to Shenlai Agency?" Zheng Fan was eager to try and was ready to trigger the classic link.

When a small firm like us goes to a large firm for cooperation, we will have to go through a process of being looked down upon. At that time, it will be Miss Lin Yilin showing off her talent and Zheng showing off his muscles, which will blind their eyes!
"unnecessary."

"what?"

Lin Yilin took out her phone and found the number in her address book: "I'll just call and ask."

"..."

Zheng Fan turned his head away.

Tsk, Miss Lin Yilin’s neighbors are really awesome.

(End of this chapter)