Another string reel from Bandoli

Afterwards, he'd set up some fake goods in a large clothing store and then bring Hikawa Japanese Cuisine to the store. He'd throw in some robots, fake targets, and projected aliens to fool people.

There were two girls next to me who had just finished a performance at a livehouse and were chatting.

An arm close to Xianjuan Gan exuded the scent of youthful sweat after hard work on the stage and the fragrance of shampoo, which occasionally reached Xianjuan Gan's nose.

In response, Xianjuan Gan simply quickened his pace and avoided the two men.

He disliked the taste.

Xian Juangan didn't wear a stone cap; that wouldn't fool the creatures suspected of being aliens. But the invisibility cloak could be a challenge, so he loaded a potent interferon into the door.

At least it should be enough to deceive those alien races whose technology is at the stage of interstellar civilization but has not reached the level of fourth-level civilization.

He did not call for any support, the Falling Expert Team, the invisible drone, or the [Falling Expert Z] he sent out.

Now he just had a sonic screwdriver, an invisible cloak, and dozens of secret items in his backpack.

Including a bamboo dragonfly dehydration gun, a magnifying and reducing lamp, a neutrino bomb...a series of props that he thought might be useful.

He did no reconnaissance at all; he himself was the first wave of reconnaissance.

If even your own reconnaissance can be discovered.

Then what's the point of him sending those mechanical toys with invisible technology.

He had to raid and get intelligence as quickly as possible. He had already wasted an entire afternoon waiting for the terminal to investigate the list of missing persons.

The results of the hacked public security investigation report gave him a headache.

Because in the chaotic detective era of the early years, criminals could often be convinced with just a few words, and easily arrested using evidence that could not be used to convict in court.

The police investigation materials became increasingly lax and the case was neglected.

As a result, he was unable to obtain detailed on-site information.

It even took so much time to have the terminal restore the destroyed surveillance data and data, extract the testimony from the witness's brain, and review and analyze it again.

Only the on-site data involving rich people will look better, but that means the data is not absolute and is definitely incorrect.

He couldn't spend a whole month walking around Tokyo investigating one by one. If he sent out a large army of robots, he would be exposed.

Xianjuan Gan was deceiving himself.

He couldn't wait.

In the boring streets, crowded girls innocently strolled through the nondescript cosmetics, clothing, and musical instrument stores...

The noisy noise and the conversation about worthless youth topics.

Like sardines in a can, disappointing.

He was immersed in the ethereal feeling that lingered in his mind.

He secretly grabbed a handful of the large order of fries that was being served by the pink-haired waitress who looked familiar, but he didn't care.

Xianjuan Gan chewed some French fries while looking at the clothing store at the corner outside the glass.

Inside the clothing store, two girls from a nearby junior high school were showing off new clothes to a pink-haired girl who was dressed neatly and smiling, and was the leader of a small group.

They didn't even notice the anomaly.

For example, there are no waiters in this store right now.

The plastic dummies still maintained their poses.

The paperwork for this fashion store, "M House," is riddled with doubts. It was registered by a pair of brothers and founded in the last century.

The main store is located in another small rural city.

The younger brother rarely appeared in public, and whenever he did, he was dressed like a dusty traveler, seemingly having rushed back from some distant land. Meanwhile, the older brother, who was in charge of operations and management, maintained a miraculous youthfulness.

自创建的1966年7月17日起，青年相貌从未随着岁月流逝而变老。在1986年自称为其孩子的二代目更是相貌惊人般一致。直到2008年三代目在留下一份信后神秘失踪，品牌店被其同姓氏的外人继承。

The green screen projected by the watch, which only Xian Juan Gan could see, covered the glass windows of the hamburger shop, acting as a shield while also scanning the brand fashion store opposite.

The day before the former boss disappeared, the local yellowed newspaper reported a hype story that was confirmed to be false, about a mysterious giant beast that emerged from the light and disappeared.

The photos in the corners are interview reports after the successful fashion store.

An older, mature, and steady young man in red clapped his hands as he cut the ribbon for the branch's grand opening. His expression was calm, revealing a sense of otherworldly tranquility. But if you looked closely, you could see a deep sadness in his eyes, making him seem out of place among the celebrating crowd.

His eyes were fixed on the portrait hanging on the wall of the store.

I guess those are his parents.

Although full of doubts, Xianjuan Gan had an indescribable intuition. He felt that the problem was not with the founder, but an accident that happened in the fashion store that was occupied by the magpie after his disappearance.

After all, the activities of the missing people are limited, and most of them cannot enter this clothing store at all.

After adjusting his rapid breathing, Xian Juangan planned to go in. There was something wrong with the changing room of the clothing store.

There are hidden spaces that cannot be scanned by watches.

And ever since that pink-haired girl came in, the reactions between her and the plastic dolls have become abnormal.

The doors of fashion stores are a hassle; these automatic sensor doors open automatically when customers walk in.

If an invisible person walks in, a normal person will definitely not take it seriously and will at most think that the equipment is malfunctioning.

It's hard to say for a fashion store that has some quirky things going on.

But if Xian Juan Gan dared to come, he would not prepare an ordinary invisible belt that could not even defend against low-level means such as thermal imaging.

The door did not sense the invisible Xian Juangan.

When the string liver neared the closed door and touched the invisible cloak, the cloak and the user's protoplasm physically changed the density of particles in the body and transferred them into phase space, allowing him to pass through the glass door.

Reference to an invisible cloak created by alien creatures.

That's not right. Why should I go in through the door when I can go through the wall...

Xianjuan's little mumblings behind the door.

However, after taking a cautious look at the row of plastic models in front of the glass window, Xianjuan Gan gave up the idea of ​​reviewing the game.

The pink-haired girl with fangs showing was pointing at a T-shirt that simulated a person sweating profusely after exercise, and was praising her companions for its bold and tasteful design.

This made the two companions look embarrassed.

Maybe she'll find her taste is off when she gets to high school.

A passing string roll liver put stickers on them without them noticing. The stickers merged into their skin, acting as a subcutaneous nano-protective measure to prevent them from getting into any accidents that might happen.

He nodded unconsciously. This design was indeed novel. He had no idea it was from the 60s. He might as well buy one next time.

At the entrance of the dressing room, Xian Juangan hesitated for half a nanosecond whether to reach out and change to using it.

If you do it, you will look stupid.

He walked calmly and invisible through the curtain.

In the small space, there is a simple clothes hanger, a full-length mirror mounted on the wall, and a small stool that was put there for an unknown reason.

Girls' changing rooms always fill adolescent boys with fantasies, and Xianjuan Liver currently falls into this category.

He quickly began testing, the sonic screwdriver's blue light scanning every crack under his invisibility cloak, attempting to locate a hidden mechanism or secret room.

Xian Juangan had checked the underground area from outside. There was no basement, and theoretically, the space was not large enough to hide a secret base.

So either they also have the ability to be bigger inside than outside, or...

The curtain to the changing room was lifted. A pink-haired girl with canine teeth bared came in with several sets of clothes to change into.

Then, presumably, in a narrow changing room, it is bound to happen that the girl changing clothes may accidentally touch the boy wearing the invisible cloak because the area is too small, and she may scream and be exposed.

Oh, the wisdom of mortals.

He didn't even bother to turn his head. The girl's unintentional attempts to touch and undress were all in vain because of the invisible function brought by the invisible cloak.

She had no idea that in this small dressing room, there was another puberty, normal male who was eagerly waiting for sex... She had to peek into every corner of the dressing room and explore the secrets within.

As for her barren steel plate, he didn't even bother to look at it.

Don't block my view, you stinky pinkie!

Xianjuan Gan turned his head impatiently, and his stinky pink-haired body passed half of his head over the wall where he was checking the mirror.

The invisibility cloak's invisibility is self-controlled and proactive, so she had to distract herself from the invisibility.

With the right eye close to the side of the chest, the pointed strawberry can be clearly seen.

Even a children's bra can't fit the body well. Sakura girls are growing up now... Never mind, they are just junior high school students after all.

If an outsider could bypass the perspective and see through them, the two of them would look like a conjoined Cronenberg monster, with half of their heads fused to the steel plate.

Those skinny breasts couldn't even cover his other eye. Xian Juangan turned his head to avoid the steel plate, while slandering the pink-haired girl's pitiful figure, staring at the projected data on the watch.

Some strange electromagnetic radiation...

It was too simple. Although Xianjuan discovered the abnormality that should have made him ecstatic, he was not confused by the discovery. It was too simple.

It's impossible to capture abnormal fluctuations with the most basic scanning of this screwdriver...

The screwdriver hissed and its metal casing became extremely hot.

Youyouxianjuan didn't let go, his fingers were blistered by the high temperature of the screwdriver, but he still held it firmly.

The right hand that was not holding the sonic screwdriver methodically operated the watch, externally controlling the connected screwdriver port.

This is an electronic virus targeting sonic screwdrivers, and it can detect the hidden source of electronic radiation.

The developers seem to be particularly concerned with sonic screwdrivers. Their species seems to be able to be paralyzed by sonic screwdriver scans, which is a good discovery. It's similar to the description of the species in the memory library.

Xianjuan Gan looked at this series of traps with great interest. The difficulty level was not simple for this race, and they were sophisticated and deadly.

They seem to be on guard against objects that might be scanned using the sonic series of devices.

If there was a guy here wearing sonic sunglasses, he would probably go blind.

But fortunately, mine is not

A tap on the watch temporarily programmed the deciphering code.

The blue light turned into a flashing orange light, and the security mechanism was undergoing self-inspection.

The alarm signal that the virus invading sonic screwdriver was sending was also disintegrated and covered.

The plastic model outside is not loaded with the virus, but the virus is placed in an important position inside to complete the trap for the invader.

Xianjuan Gan observed the surroundings.

Of course, ignore the pink-haired girl who is still struggling with how to match her half-undressed hair.

A narrow, inescapable chamber space, with a swarm of plastic dummies blocking the doorway.

If he was just a sonic screwdriver, and it had just been burned and slipped, then the pulse released by the controlled sonic screwdriver due to the physical stimulation of the fall might have disintegrated some of his other weaker technological equipment.

How afraid are they of the man with the sonic screwdriver?

The screwdriver has cooled.

Xian Juangan calmly let go of his burned hand, which had its skin stuck to the surface of the screwdriver.

The tearing pain made Xianjuan feel alive.

Press it down quickly again to burn the wound so that it stops bleeding. That's it.

Take a quick look at the newly captured analytical data from the Sonic Screwdriver.

This is an unstable quantum field teleportation light.

It will randomly appear on a stage called Tokyo on this planet, anywhere in the world that fits the narrow scope of being a trap.

This is a double trap.

This place was indeed an accident, and if Xian Juangan had come a few days later, once the quota was full, this place would have passed him by forever.

Many people will die, and many victims will never be rescued.

Yes, it's bad... it's really bad...

me……

Why do I keep missing out on such fun stuff!

The last string of nerves completely broke and reason evaporated.

The heart is beating, it is beating strongly.