Dozo America

The person in the mirror is a little familiar, but also a little strange. For Devon Lincoln, this is like a dream. He reaches out to touch himself in the mirror. This is a subconscious action, and it has nothing to do with whether he is still awake or not.

There is no direct relationship with IQ. It just feels like a different self.

After his fingers touched the slightly icy mirror, Devin Lincoln realized that what he was touching was a mirror. Then he touched his face. It felt very real. Then he squeezed it hard and felt fleshy without any trace of it.

difference, and in the end he even made a face in the mirror.

Yes, everything is normal. The plasticine added to his face has become a part of him. Now he just needs to stab his face with a knife. If there is blood, then... this is simply a gift from God.

What a masterpiece. Look, the expressions on the face are very rich, and the skin on the body is basically integrated into one.

"You continue..." Zhen Fan watched Devin Lincoln twisting his face. Although he was in pain and gritted his teeth, he still enjoyed it, laughed and shook his head. This behavior was not surprising. The original

Miles Simon also took a long time to get used to it. Yes, it was a little difficult to completely adapt to a new self.

When Zhen Fan was waiting for Devin Lincoln to run over excitedly and express his endless admiration to Zhen Fan, Zhen Fan shook his head and said: "This is just the beginning, we still have work to finish.

, such as your fingerprints, your driver's license and social security number, etc., you have to start all over again. Come here..."

Zhen Fan held Devin Lincoln's hand in his hand, and then covered Devin Lincoln's fingers with plasticine again. After sticking it for a while, he took off the plasticine, and then looked at his fingers.

He nodded and said, "This will be your unique fingerprint." Then he pricked his finger and pressed it with blood on a piece of white paper on the table.

"Ouch - okay, I changed my fingerprints. I didn't expect that this can be changed. I admit... you are God's illegitimate son. No... no. Maybe you are God's brother. Of course... if another miracle happens,

Then you are God, I don’t believe in anyone. I just believe in you. I am God’s disciple!” Devon Lincoln watched Zhen Fan doing this series of things in a fresh and exciting way, with an unusual expression on his face.

Rich. He is excited.

Zhen Fan pulled him to stand on the wall nearby, then raised his phone and made a "click" sound. He took a picture of his face, then walked to the table and took a picture of the fingerprints on the white paper.

, and then dialed Danmilk’s phone number.

"Hey, old man, are you okay?" Zhen Fan said hello with a loud smile as soon as the call was connected. He and Danmirke changed from their original alliance to better friends.

There is very close cooperation in many fields, including the recently passed Traditional Chinese Medicine Act. This is the result of the cooperation between the two.

"No, no. No, I'm not well at all. Did you call me to prepare for something good? Well, tell me. What else do you want me to do for you?" Danmilk over there seemed to know Zhen Fan.

He was going to say something, but he started complaining as soon as he opened his mouth, "It's better to do something simpler, I have a lot of troubles now."

"It's very simple. I'll give you two photos. Get me a social security number and a driver's license. Uh, how long will it take... Okay, two days. Mail it to me in this hotel in two days... I'll check.

Okay, it's... the Four Seasons Hotel in Denver, just leave it to the front desk, I'll go there to get it. Okay... thank you very much." Zhen Fan hung up the phone, and then used his mobile phone to take the photo of Devon Lincoln he just took.

Sent the photo. By the way, Lincoln asked Devin: "What are you going to name it?"

"Name? Are you talking about the name of my new identity? This... I have to think about it carefully." Devon Lincoln said as he slowly walked to the sofa, sat down, and thought hard, and then

Zhen Fan's cell phone suddenly beeped. Zhen Fan took it out and saw that it was a text message.

After looking at it, Zhen Fan couldn't help but laugh, then he waved his phone and smiled at Devon Lincoln: "Okay, don't bother, your name is already there, I knew Milk would do this.

Eric Cassel was born in Genoa, Nevada, in 1919. His father's name was Willy.

, moved from Spain. The mother’s name is Monica Tatum, she is French. They will die when you are eighteen years old, and then you will be alone, living by... wandering, that is, the government

Relief life. This is the process!" Zhen Fan handed over his mobile phone.

"Oh, damn, I don't like this name or this family at all. Can you give me another name? Please!" Devin Lincoln looked at Zhen Fan with a frown and made a gesture of request.

"Of course you can, but there may be problems with the identity you make... Do you know how the CIA agents in the United States make fake IDs? Those people all exist, and then they will make fake IDs due to accidental reasons.

When they die, these people are often people without relatives, such as homeless people. Of course, there are also some lonely people living in this world mountain. After they die, no one will come to claim the body.

It gives a great temptation to those who smell the smell of blood, so the CIA will collect the files of these people, and as long as there are suitable ones, they will modify their files, and then let people from the CIA replace their identities."

Zhen Fan said to Devin Lincoln, "Of course I hope you can use your own name, but if something goes wrong, then... if you get jailed, don't blame me." He shrugged helplessly.

Shoulder.

Of course, this is Zhen Fan trying to scare Devin Lincoln, but CIA does do some things like this, because Sarah once talked to Zhen Fan about this issue. Because the bad agents often do this. This is for

Better to penetrate into the criminal groups. Of course, it is not as sensational as Zhen Fan said.

"Okay, okay, damn, what was my name just now...Eric Castle? It sounds like the name of a damn gang leader. I know there's a guy named Eric in Boston, my

God...Okay, I admit that this is my name, I am now Eric Castle." Devon Lincoln complained to Zhen Fan in frustration, but in the end he had no choice but to accept it, after all, he didn't want to be in the future.

Something goes wrong in life.

"By the way, Bruce, my name is Eric now, so if I can drive with this in the future, I won't be afraid of police inspection? They won't recognize this thing as a fake, right?" Devin Lincoln said to him

Zhen Fan said doubtfully, "It seems like you are making these false testimonies every day. Have you ever been in this business before?"

"Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey?" Zhen Fan couldn't laugh or cry. He looked at Devin Lincoln and said, "Am I such a person? You said that with my ability, it is necessary to use this method to make money? I can tell you

, you will get this certificate in two days, no matter how I check you, you are still a bastard and pervert who has lived in this world for thirty years with this name!"

Well, now Devin Lincoln has been struggling with this name, and then the two of them did not go to enjoy the bright night in Las Vegas. They just sat by the pool and kept arguing about the quality of this name, and finally Zhen Fan

I couldn't get any more annoyed by him, so I jumped into the pool and didn't come out for a long time. The guy actually stayed by the pool, counting for Zhen Fan to see how long Zhen Fan could hold it in. In the end, the guy couldn't survive the drowsiness, so he

Fell asleep by the pool.

When the sun shone in through the glass, he was suddenly startled, and then he tilted his body and fell into the swimming pool. After a splash, he looked again and saw that Zhen Fan was no longer in the swimming pool, so he climbed out in a hurry.

He got up and ran to the bedroom to see that Zhen Fan had already gotten up from the bed. He looked at him and said, "Aren't we sharing a room? Why did you come to me?"

"Master, why didn't you ask me to come in and sleep when I was sleeping by the pool?" Devon Lincoln said with a sad face, "Don't you know that I just fell into the water? Maybe I will catch a cold."

"I thought you were still counting, so in order not to disturb you, I went back to the bedroom to sleep? Oh my God, I didn't just count there all night, right?" Zhen Fan pretended to be shocked,

Devon Lincoln suddenly lost his temper.

He looked at Zhen Fan with resentment, and hummed with aggrievedness and unwillingness: "I was there to see how long you could hold it in the water. I wasn't counting. Why should I count if you have nothing to do?"

Oh my god, my brain is really out of use!”

"You said you want to count to see how long I have been in the water?" Zhen Fan immediately slapped his forehead, sighed and said, "Don't you know how to look at the time on your phone or your watch?

?Now I'm wondering if scolding me for accepting you as my apprentice is the worst decision I've ever made in my life. Get out of here now, don't stay here anymore, I'm going to get up!" After saying that, he jumped out of bed and looked for himself.

clothes.

Devin Lincoln yelled "Ah!", then slapped his head suddenly and nodded suddenly: "I am such a fool, I have a watch but I don't need it, I actually have to use my mouth to count the time. Okay...

…I’ll wait for you outside, by the way…Master, will we still stay in Las Vegas?”

"Go away, you bastard, didn't we call yesterday? We are going to Denver, going to Denver, I have booked a room at the Four Seasons Hotel, two rooms, we can't sleep in the same room, otherwise I will go crazy

.your documents will be in denver

Let's go get it from the hotel!" Zhen Fan said and quickly kicked Devin Lincoln out of the room. It seemed that this guy's cuteness was starting to show up. He looked like a very serious person before.

Is this his true nature? (To be continued.)

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