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"The structure of the internal organs is no different from that of ordinary people."

"The brain wave frequency is abnormal, but the energy fluctuations controlled by the mind have not yet been detected."

Moira pushed the giant brainwave scanner away, revealing the childish face of a young man in a hoodie. He looked like a half-grown child.

The young man's eyes were dull and his pupils were dilated, like a vegetative person who had lost consciousness. However, Jarvis's investigation information showed that he was a college student. A few days ago, he had just attended the freshman dance with his classmates. He was described as a funny, talkative friend.

Zhang Ming asked: "Can you awaken his original consciousness?"

Moira said awkwardly: "He doesn't have any physical trauma. In this case, we can only wait for the big boss's influence on him to disappear and wake up on his own. When did he become like this?"

Zhang Ming recalled: "I stunned him first. On the way back, he woke up once and struggled for a while. When he was approaching the Stark Industrial Building, his body suddenly became stiff, and then you see reached state."

Moira scanned every piece of data in the device and quickly made analysis and judgment.

"There are two possibilities. One is that the big boss feels that this puppet is no longer useful, and actively cuts off contact, leaving him to fend for himself; the other is that the big boss's mind control has a distance limit. Once it exceeds a certain distance, it will lose control. ability."

Zhang Ming nodded and said: "I prefer the second option. The big boss was injured and relied on a life-support device to survive. It cannot have no impact on his superpowers. Otherwise, there is no need for him to hide. With the blue potion , he only needs to control a group of puppets in the dark to carry out suicide attacks."

In the corner, the big boss closed his eyes and stuck out his tongue, pretending to be still unconscious. In fact, his ears had already been raised. The more he listened to the conversation between Zhang Ming and Moira, the more frightened he became, and his tail moved involuntarily. Shivering slightly.

They figured out his identity!

They even knew he was on life support!

When the big boss was first captured, he felt that he was unlucky. Now it seems that using the identity of a dog to steal information is really suitable.

Thinking of this, the big boss couldn't help but smile.

"Why is there a giggling dog here?"

Trevor walked in with crab steps. The injury on his butt had not yet healed. This was the only way to avoid pain.He picked up the booger, looked around, and finally wiped it on the big boss's body and wiped his hands with its long hair.

The big boss stared at him fiercely, bared his teeth, and wanted to bite Trevor to death.

He remembered this guy. Last time, Trevor fell from the sky and sat on his head. Only then did the situation change, and the big boss fell into the state of being chased by Zhang Ming.

"Zhang Ming, did you bring this dog back? I heard that Chinese people like to eat dog meat. Are you going to show us your cooking skills?" Trevor looked at the big boss up and down, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, "Don't tell me, It’s quite fat, do you want to bake it or fry it?”

"Woof woof! (How can you eat dogs! Dogs are humans' friends!)"

"No, it's stewed over low heat."

The big boss lost all his aura, with his tail between his legs and a whining sound coming from his mouth.

He was really frightened.

Angela, who was assisting on the side, opened her mouth wide: "Do you really know how to eat dogs?"

The big boss retracted his tail and hid behind Angela, his four legs trembling slightly.

Zhang Ming smiled and said: "In our country, some people feel uncomfortable if they don't eat for a period of time. Some people are just like you and are very repulsive. They feel sick when they hear the word "eating dogs". This is different from France. Like raw oysters in Sweden, canned herring in Sweden, every culture has its own special food.”

"Woof woof. (So do you want to eat me or not?)"

Zhang Ming rubbed the dog's head: "I haven't eaten it, and I have no plans to put it in your recipe for the time being, so don't worry."

The big boss' legs weakened and he sat down on the ground. His mood was ups and downs, all of which turned into exhaustion written on his face.

"What are you talking about eating?"

Franklin and Roy walked in together after parking the car.

Roy was wearing a khaki long windbreaker today with a black turtleneck underneath, which just covered his throat.