Xingtie: My mission master joins the chat group

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

Conversely, the safest place is also the most dangerous place.

When people speculate where dangerous items are stored, they often think of Taipusi first.

This shows that Taipusi's security is indeed good, but it also gives those who are interested a clear goal.

Although it is very difficult to steal items from it, it is not impossible.

But...

"Who would have thought that such a dangerous thing would be placed in an ordinary drawer in an ordinary room?"

Lin Mao said with a smile.

"Ms. Heita, why don't you imagine that when you see this USB drive, do you think it contains an extremely dangerous virus?"

Hearing this, Heita shook his head slowly.

As he said, when he saw him take out this USB drive, he thought it contained the information of Silver Wolf's invasion of Taipusi.

He did not associate this inconspicuous USB drive that no one would pick up if it fell on the ground with the virus that invaded the space station.

"Goodbye!"

Lin Mao stood by the door, waving his arms towards Heita who was going back to verify the virus, and slowly lowered his arms until she disappeared at the corner of the street.

The corner of his mouth was raised much more than before.

"It's finished!"

'Uncle Cold Legs' is finished!

After closing the door with a bang, Lin Mao sat on the sofa, took out a bottle of iced Fatty Happy Water, and drank it.

I was in a good mood.

Even the funny smile of the mask felt much better.

He took out another bottle of Fatty Happy Water, unscrewed the lid, and inserted it into the position of the mask's mouth.

One person, one mask, drinking joy face to face.

Recalling the scene just now, Lin Mao felt a little scared in his heart.

He was almost exposed just now.

"Fortunately, I am better!"

His mind turned quickly, and he immediately thought of throwing the pot to the little silver wolf.

Lin Mao sipped the joy.

If I remember correctly, Silver Wolf and Black Tower had a big conflict.

As long as the identity of 'Uncle Cold Legs' is attributed to Silver Wolf, and some clues are added as proof, there is no need for too strong proof.

Black Tower will naturally be convinced.

'Uncle Cold Legs' is Silver Wolf, and Silver Wolf is 'Uncle Cold Legs'.

This is also consistent with the words of the Masked Fool.

Being in Luofu, she has powerful hacking skills.

Lawless, disregarding rules.

Saying that she will invade the space station, whether it is understood by those who understand her or not, there is no problem at all.

Even Kafka sometimes doubts whether the 'Uncle Cold Legs' who is being hunted by Black Tower all over the galaxy is a pseudonym made by Silver Wolf.

However, Kafka only mentioned this matter at the dinner table, and seeing that Silver Wolf did not respond, she did not want to continue asking.

Just when Kafka retracted her gaze, Silver Wolf, who was playing games while eating, suddenly shook uncontrollably.

The spoon in his hand fell into the bowl, and the game console also fell on the dining table.

Silver Wolf looked at the fallen game console, and his two beautiful eyebrows slowly came together.

"What's wrong?"

Kafka asked Silver Wolf what happened.

Blade raised his head slightly and glanced at Silver Wolf.

"It's okay."

He said it was okay, but his eyebrows were still tightly pressed together, with no intention of letting go.

Putting away the game console, staring straight at the plate in front of him, Silver Wolf bit his nails unconsciously.

'Why do I feel like... I'm being stared at by a pervert? '

It's like walking on the road and suddenly finding a sleazy man with a weight of 200 pounds and glasses following behind.

But I was eating with Kafka and Blade, and there was no so-called sleazy man nearby.

Why do I have this feeling...

Swish——

Bang!

"Ah!"

Silver Wolf suddenly screamed, Kafka looked at the black pot that suddenly appeared in the air and hit Silver Wolf's forehead.

First, he looked around with vigilance, but did not find anything unusual.

He did not sense any other breath.

Looking at Silver Wolf, except that the door was red, there was no obvious external injury.

Blade took out the fragmented sword and looked around like Kafka just now, but also did not find any problems.

Then he began to search around.

Kafka stood there and looked at Silver Wolf, and suddenly thought of something.

He said:

"A black pot, hit on the forehead?"

Simply describe the scene just seen, not knowing whether it was an illusion, Kafka felt that the other party was expressing this meaning.

Silver Wolf rubbed his head that was hit and hurt, and was immediately startled when he heard Kafka's words.

He looked at the black pot in his hand, and then looked at his companions.

"Do you have any clues? "

"..."

Shouldn't you ask yourself this?

Kafka shook her head. Silver Wolf, the person involved, didn't know, so how could she know?

At this time, Blade came back, "There's no one around."

They were still in Luofu at the moment, looking for a way to leave. Without Elio's help, they couldn't leave as easily as when they came.

Kafka shook her head slightly, her eyes on the black pot that Silver Wolf had thrown on the ground.

Recalling the traces of the Joy Star God found in Luofu some time ago, Kafka had some guesses.

This inexplicable behavior really seemed like something Joy would do.

"Silver Wolf, think about it carefully. Among the people you know, who would throw the pot to you?"

The Star God would not do useless things.

Hearing the voice, Silver Wolf lowered his head and thought. Slowly, his frowning brows relaxed and his eyes widened.

He gritted his teeth and read out a name.

"Lin Mao! "

That guy who loves to stir up trouble must have a lot of black pots on his back.

And according to that guy's personality, he wouldn't mind throwing one or two of his own black pots on others.

Hearing this name, Kafka's eyes flashed.

Seeing that Silver Wolf had already suspected someone, he didn't mean to continue talking.

...

In the room, Lin Mao shook twice inexplicably, put down the bottle in his hand, and looked at the mask in front of him who was still guzzling.

The eyes revealed a look of suspicion, "You didn't do something again? "

Otherwise, why would I suddenly shake twice.

I'm not in bed.

Well, it means that the brain will shake twice uncontrollably when verifying whether it is dead or not.

The mask still has that funny smile, no words, no answers.

Looking at it, Lin Mao originally planned to give it to the Black Tower and ask the Black Tower to seal it in his museum.

But when he thought that the other party might know his identity, giving it to the Black Tower might lead to exposure.

So he gave up the idea of ​​giving the mask to the Black Tower for sealing.

After all, giving it to the Black Tower is equivalent to =Leaving a time bomb for himself.

I don't know when it will explode.

Lin Mao didn't want to sleep well one day, and suddenly justice came from heaven and razed his house to the ground.

It's not easy to find fault, after all, he was the one who started the trouble.

Suddenly, the black tower doll that Lin Mao had hidden suddenly appeared in the room. Lin Mao saw her and knew that Huan Yue was making trouble again.

However, he didn't put the doll away immediately. Instead, he leaned on the sofa and admired the black tower wearing Fu Xuan's clothes with interest.

That white silk! That ice cream! Or two!

"Too tempting."

Lin Mao felt that his nose was about to bleed.

Bang bang bang!

"**!"

"..."