Chapter 910

Since there were no subjects, Luke didn't know what the illusory "body" really did.

But judging from kilgrave's ability, this line should be the means to manipulate others.

We can only wait for the right person to try again. He mused in his heart.

Looking at the data detected by his body, he nodded: "it is so."

When he started, pheromone in his body improved rapidly in a short time, and then decreased rapidly.

Apparently, the newly produced pheromones were released.

In addition to the instrument, another effective detection method is sensitive olfaction.

It can detect the moving track of the thin filomon line in the air.

The main body of the line is his own smell, then mixed with the indescribable trace of pheromone odor, mixed into a new smell.

This is similar to kilgrave's method of odor formation, but the specific odor is quite different.

in a nutshell, he and Gil Greve smell like two very different kinds of perfume. Sensitive smell is not confused.

After analyzing all the data of Selina and nuggets, he stored it in a special notebook and put it back in the storage space.

Now, all of his research data is in these special notebooks and memories.

These laptops can only interact with each other through USB interface, and every time the mobile memory that transmits data will be destroyed.

Luke's physical fitness is no longer human, Selena is also in the level of quasi extraordinary group, and nugget is an alien species.

As long as someone who knows how to read the data of two people and one dog once, they will find out the problems, so it's always right to be careful.

Even in the database of cochlea, there is no test data of him, Selena and nugget, so as to avoid being attacked to the greatest extent and discover these deadly things.

Well, it's like a good habit for a young person to secretly enter someone's host to download data.

After that, Luke went upstairs to wash and sleep.

……

The next morning, there was a rare sunny day in New York. There was a faint sunshine in the early morning.

Jessica gets up from her bed on the fourth floor of a husband's apartment in Clinton District, her eyes dazed and her hands scratched her scattered black hair.

After a while, she felt something was wrong: "well, why don't you have a headache today?"

Looking at the gray glass, the golden light slanting in, she murmured: "it's dawn, I actually sleep until dawn?"

With her own habit, every night she must be drunk and use alcohol to paralyze her mind, so that she can go to sleep.

Therefore, she always falls asleep late and wakes up early.

Her transcendence was not immune to the side effects of alcohol, but she had to drink the strongest vodka, and the feeling of hangover was not less.

This morning, her head did not have the dull pain after a hangover, nor the feeling of dry mouth after waking up in the past.

A quiet and stable sleep, let her body in a comfortable and lazy state.

She couldn't help but fall down again, leaning against the sofa, watching the continuous light and shadow changes at several windows.

After a long period of stupor, Jessica suddenly did it: "no, it's the little policeman?"

Just now, her mind flashed a little bit of last night.

She remembered last night's appointment with Luke, and then the picture of him standing in front of her also had a little impression.

What happened next? She scratched her head.

It seems that he said something to her, and then she Kiss it?

Jessica didn't feel embarrassed about it. At least she was a big boy with a pleasant look and a pleasant temperament.

But in retrospect, her face was embarrassed.

Own initiative Seems to have been rejected?

Luke's expression of "Thriller" and "afterlife" can be fully felt now.

Is there any exaggeration? Am I ugly?

She thought for a moment, then suddenly she turned to her head and put her hands in front of her mouth: "ha ~"

"cough, bah bah bah!" She flung her hands away, lifted the blanket, and rushed to the bathroom: "why is it so smelly!"

She finally understood why some little detective had that look last night.

It's hard for Jessica to be fresh in the morning after brushing her teeth and bathing, and her mood seems to be very relaxed, as if some big stone pressed on her chest has been removed.

Lazily walked to the living room, suddenly a little silver light flashed around the corner of her eyes and shook her.

She was stupefied, stood still, and slowly looked around.

This is A door?

Jessica stared at the gate for a moment, then stepped forward to the gate, reached out a hand and touched it.The cold touch tells her that this is not an illusion, but a real object.

“W！ T！ F！” She couldn't help bursting into a rude remark.

The thick silver metal door has replaced the original glass and wooden door. It stands there quietly. The sunlight reflected by the window glass makes it flash with silver dazzling light.

In game terms, it's like a + 9 light-emitting device.

This door is not completely embedded in the frame wall, but slightly inward, with eight pieces of the same silver metal inlaid in the wall, looking like a weird metal spider.

It's not ugly, but Jessica always thinks something's wrong.

After pondering for a moment, she reached for a little lower position in her eyes, and a small observation window appeared.

What's more, the observation window also has a row of the same silver metal fence.

She retreated two steps, moved her upper body around, looked at the metal door, and suddenly scolded again: "fake! Isn't this a prison door? "

No wonder she always thinks it's familiar.

How to look at it, she also thinks that the silver door is similar to the door of a special prison or mental hospital in the movie!

Which psycho stealthily got this thing at his door? Do you want to imprison yourself? She thought so in her mind that she could not help looking at the window.

There are still some ordinary sliding glass windows, even one of which is half open. She forgot to close it after opening it last night.

So, isn't this door transformed to imprison itself? She went forward again, hesitated, and smashed her fist on the door.

The cold metal door just vibrated and stood there without any scars.

Jessica couldn't help but increase her strength.

Boom!

The walls vibrated and made a dull noise.

There was a female voice screamed: "early in the morning, are you crazy? Go to a mental hospital if you are crazy... "

"Take care of your own stinky mouth, you green pond." She raised her hand to compare a middle finger to her head and sent the daily warm greetings to her close neighbors.