he came from the mirror

Harriet turned her face sideways, slowly opened her left eye, and moved her eyeballs at the same time.

His lips slowly opened and closed, and his voice was low and dry: "I'm not hungry yet, cancel my lunch."

"...Okay, I'll do it now."

Harriet took a deep breath: "Also, Arthur, you go and tell them...today...no one is allowed to approach this laboratory."

Arthur, the bodyguard outside the door, was taken aback: "Boss?"

Harriet covered her right eye again, barely sat up straight: "Do as I say."

Arthur: "Uh, ok, I see boss."

After waiting for the movement at the door to gradually subside, Harriet pressed down on the table with one hand and gently propped her body up.

drop.drop.drop.drop.

Various experimental instruments are still operating quietly, and it seems that they have not stopped because of the abnormality of the owner here.

Harriet covered half of her face, and stood up in a daze. He staggered and walked quickly to a mirror that was as tall as a person in the corner of the room, and then supported the mirror frame with one hand, and pressed his forehead against the smooth mirror.

The cold glass mirror offset part of the burning pain from the brain, and also made Harriet slightly awake.

He withdrew his right hand, barely stood up straight, and at the same time cast his eyes on the mirror in front of him.

The face of the man in the mirror was a little distorted, the muscles on his right cheek were twitching slightly, one eye was still light gray, but the other eye showed some kind of ice blue luster.

The former researcher looked like he had installed a luminous prosthetic eye. The blue light flickered according to a certain frequency, matching Harriet's slightly twitching facial muscles. In this situation, if the room still There were other people, who might be scared to scream on the spot.

Harriet endured the pain and began to lift her eyelids to observe her mutated right eye carefully.

He could feel that the Fanny Stone in his eyes was being disturbed by some kind of force. It was on the verge of getting out of control, showing itself unscrupulously, even to the extent that the master couldn't tame it.

"I can feel it..." The man muttered to himself, "Someone wants to take away my power."

"They don't seem to belong to Earth."

"It's still far away from here, but the arrival speed is very fast, it will not take more than two days at most."

"I have reason to guess that other supernatural beings have also been similarly affected. Perhaps the search equipment used by the other party can accurately locate multiple fragments."

"An alien civilization far beyond the earth's technology."

The man gently touched the right eyeball with his fingertips, and when he felt the slightly trembling energy fluctuations on his fingertips, he laughed softly: "It's really interesting."

Harriet: "Maybe... I could try a reverse lock..."

"After all, behind the danger, there are always endless surprises."

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At the same time, the US National Center for Scientific Research.

"How's Cecil?"

"Still in a coma, and the situation is not optimistic."

"...Didn't you say yesterday that he is recovering well?"

"Sir, that's why I'm standing here and reporting this matter to you personally."

The doctor in a white coat said slowly and expressionlessly: "Cecil has almost healed from the trauma he suffered from fighting several superhumans a few months ago. But just an hour ago, the wound on his head The injury worsened again, and the Fanny Stone in the left brain also began to produce strange mutations."

The officer sitting opposite him couldn't help but frowned: "Mutation?"

"That's right, mutation." The doctor put a document on his desk: "So I think you need to read this experiment report as soon as possible, and then give further instructions on how to deal with Cecil's problems .”

The officer picked up the report and looked at it at a glance.

After a long time, the officer raised his head again, and said with a pale face, "I need to report this to my superiors."

"This is beyond my job authority."

The doctor was not surprised, and nodded: "Time is tight, and the laboratory will wait for another three hours at most. If the military is undecided, we will act according to our own will."

"I hope you can understand." The doctor suppressed the sharp light in his eyes, and said softly: "This is also a choice of last resort."

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On October [-], at [-]:[-], the capital of Huaguo.

Bei Xingze put down the phone, turned back and said to his teammates: "Team Leader Guo told us to go directly to the meeting room on the top floor of the headquarters in two hours. At that time, the military department, public security and the scientific research team responsible for the supernatural research project will all be there."

Having said that, he looked at Tang Yu again: "Minister Luo asked you to go with me."

Tang Yu nodded dispensably.

Li Dan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly patted the car seat: "Hey, Brother Fang, your friend seems to want to talk to you."

Fang Ziming raised his head from Tang Yu's shoulder: "Huh?"

Li Dan pointed out the window: "Just those few students just now."

Fang Ziming heard the words and looked out, and he saw Yu Yuan and the others walking side by side.

Tang Yu held his waist and said in a low voice, "Well, I seem to smell a trace of a rival in love."

The corner of Fang Ziming's mouth twitched: "...Are you a dog nose?"

Tang Yu's eyes swept back and forth between Hou He'an and Yang Xiaofei, while posing as a famous detective thinking when solving a case, he said plausibly: "My sixth sense tells me that among these four people, the kid with glasses and the ponytail Little girls with braids are very problematic."

"Especially that girl." With a lollipop in his mouth, like a pipe of Sherlock Holmes, he said with deep eyes, "You can see that the eyes she casts to this side imply affection, her posture is artificial when she walks, and she is also a little hesitant. , as if about to meet the male god you have a crush on, with a look of spring heart. By the way, among the three of you, who is the most familiar with her?"

Three people in the car: "..."

Li Dan and Bei Xingze looked at the young man sitting next to Tang Yu at the same time.

Fang Ziming was inexplicably embarrassed, and quickly covered his mouth: "You can shut up, I thank you."

The man sighed through his hand: "I really predict things like a god."

Fang Ziming: "...I rejected her last week."

Tang Yu said indifferently: "Oh, it seems that she is still a little girl who is getting braver as she fights."

While speaking, the "little girl" in Mr. Tang's mouth had already come close, and she seemed to be hesitating whether to come and talk to her.

Li Dan: "Hey, well, shall we go?"

Bei Xingze glanced at Fang Ziming.

Tang Yu: "Mingming, do you think my hair is a little green?"

"..." Fang Ziming slapped him on the forehead: "Is the actor on his body? Wake up!"

Tang Yu raised his chin out of the window, signaling that he could figure it out.

Fang Ziming wiped his face, opened the door and got out of the car, told Yu Yuan and others to leave the SUV, and found a place where no one was watching under the shade of a tree.

Three of the four turned their heads to look at the SUV, only Yang Xiaofei asked him gently, "Does your chest still hurt?"

In the SUV, Bei Xingze and Li Dan watched Tang Yu break the plastic stick of the lollipop into two pieces, and then sneered: "The case has been solved."

Under the shade of the tree, Yu Yuan grabbed Fang Ziming and asked excitedly, "Old Fang, is your boyfriend a masked angel?"

Fang Ziming was asked a lot: "... how do you know he is my boyfriend?"

Yu Yuan snorted: "You two are so sticky, could it be that the socialist brotherhood is not enough?"

Fang Ziming had nothing to say, and felt that what he said made sense.

Yu Yuan continued to pinch him and asked, "So he was the angel who fought with that yellow-haired bird man three months ago, right?"

Hou Hean kicked Yu Yuan aside: "Did you forget that Lao Fang had a myocardial infarction just now, take it easy."

Yu Yuan: "Oh, oh, I'm so excited and sorry."

Hou He'an then raised his mobile phone and showed Fang Ziming the video of [Battle of Angels], and said, "So, the one in the car is indeed an angel?"

Fang Ziming was watched closely by four pairs of eyes, and the goosebumps on his arms stood up one after another.

He took a step back without any trace: "Uh, if you want to understand it this way, you are actually right..."

Yu Yuan: "Wow, this is too cool!"

Zheng Bo on the far side hesitated for a moment, and came over quietly: "If I apologize to you now, is it still possible to get the angel's autograph?"

Fang Ziming: "..."

"Don't think about it, he won't sign for you." Fang Ziming rejected him flatly, and then turned to Yang Xiaofei and Hou He'an: "Something may happen in two days, please be careful and pay more attention when you are free. Check out the news."

Yang Xiaofei's heart moved: "Is it a similar situation to the previous angel battle? What's the reason this time?"

Fang Ziming didn't say it clearly, but thought it over and said, "Maybe it's more serious than that time, who knows."

"Anyway, pay attention to your own safety." He said, looking at the four of them: "Also, I hope you will keep the matter of my boyfriend a secret and not spread it to the outside world, okay?"

Yu Yuan patted his chest: "I promise that God knows and the earth knows you and I know!"

Yang Xiaofei slowly turned the phone screen to the crowd, and under the watchful eyes of several boys, took the initiative to completely delete the few snapped photos inside.

Only then did Fang Ziming smile and say, "Thank you."

Yang Xiaofei glanced at him: "Aren't you going to come to B University again?"

Fang Ziming: "It depends on the situation."

Yang Xiaofei: "Then, can I still contact you in the future?"

Seeing that the other party's face became a little embarrassed, Yang Xiaofei hurriedly said: "I don't want to pester you, I just want to make friends, and you know that I am from the Department of Journalism, so I am very curious about you."

Fang Ziming clenched his fist with his right hand and put it in front of his mouth: "Cough, I'll talk about this later...Let's talk about it later."

Yang Xiaofei raised her phone: "At least scan WeChat first!"

Fang Ziming was about to refuse, but on second thought, he still reported a WeChat account.

"If you find that something strange is happening around you, you can try to seek help on this."

Yang Xiaofei paused when she entered the number: "Isn't this your WeChat?"

Fang Ziming said truthfully: "It's a rather special WeChat public account."

In fact, this is a public account for special affairs created by the Ability Team of the Special Affairs Department just half a month ago. Currently, only a small number of members have been added to this account, and it is still in the testing stage, and the content is not disclosed to the public.

Part of the reason why Yang Xiaofei was added was that Fang Ziming didn't want to give her his own WeChat ID. After all, a certain scorching sight in the distance was still scorching his back. Excellent students from well-known universities entered this circle, and also developed high-quality informants for the supernatural group.

Yang Xiaofei: "..."

Fang Ziming turned his head away in embarrassment: "Hey, I can't give you my WeChat, my boyfriend will be jealous."

The author has something to say: The broadband at home is broken, and I don’t know when the repairman will come. In the end, I can only use my mobile phone to connect to the hotspot_(:з」∠)_

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Yang Xiaofei: "Let's add a WeChat account!"

Fang Ziming: "Okay, you can add this number &%￥#＠"

Yang Xiaofei entered the number and found the official account: [Believe in Science, Resist Superstition]