Nine Hundred and Forty-Four Chapters Spiritual Forty, the Brain Is Over-Electric

As a senior dea agent, Norman Stanfield has eaten a lot of complaints.

The excessive use of force is not uncommon for dea agents.

A dea without such complaints is definitely a fake dea.

But Norman and the nypd had several disputes over the "manslaughter" of a trafficker's family while his group was operating.

Therefore, it was actually the nth time that he was blocked by the nypd detective Luke today.

Overall, Norman Stanfield is no big deal in himself, but the dea behind him is really hard to mess with.

The few times that nypd and dea ripped off before, and finally it all came to nothing.

Luke also understood why.

Just like dea can't ask nypd to hand over his cop, nypd can't ask dea to hand over norman.

Unless the current situation is caught, it is also a compromise of the upper-level game. It is difficult for two law enforcement units with big families and big businesses to tear up their faces for one or two employees.

Luke endured the idea of ​​killing the Normans at that time, just because he didn't want to use the deity to kill Dea's bad head.

He just recorded this Norman in his little black book, and it was the most advanced sequence.

For this kind of scum, he has no patience to take it slow.

Thinking about Norman, he returned to the laboratory all the way.

Selena and Gold Nugget were eating takeaways, but she still noticed the unpleasant color in his expression and asked, "What happened?"

Luke didn't hide it, he rushed Norman's group of dea into the dealer's house and told the story of killing the whole family.

Hearing the back, Selena stopped speaking: "This person kills children?"

Luke nodded: "The dealer's eldest daughter is only sixteen years old, and the youngest son is four."

"Dea doesn't care?" Selena suddenly felt that the hamburger in her hand was tasteless.

Luke: "If everyone is dead, there will be no family members to bother him. That's probably what he thinks."

Selena was silent, just staring at him.

Luke glanced at her sideways: "What are you thinking? We are good detectives from nypd."

Selena blinked: "So?"

Luke picked up a cheese fries and stuffed it into his mouth: "So what the New York vigilantes inspired by Batman want to do is beyond our control."

Selena nodded in satisfaction and took a big bite of the burger: "I think the legend of the Kneebreaker can also appear in New York."

Luke shook his head again and again: "I don't want it anymore."

Selena: "Huh?"

Luke: "You go to the sponge to extract the learning materials of the torture course, and she will give you everything you want. You won't die if you're injured, you'll die if you're seriously injured, or you'll die slowly. People, it's always right to learn more. of."

Selena was surprised: "Why didn't you say it before?"

Luke finished eating a hamburger again: "I did it for me before, I don't want these scum to get your hands dirty."

Selena snorted, lowered her head and continued to eat lunch.

After the second lunch, Luke got busy.

After preparing for half an hour, he lay down on the bed in the medical room and activated various monitoring and nursing equipment. Only then did he think, and the mental number on the system panel jumped, and it became 40.

Almost instantly, a feeling of overpowering the brain appeared, and then quickly transformed into a more complex feeling.

Luke, who had done "electrotherapy" for himself, felt that his head seemed to be a big battery that was discharging frantically.

Numerous tastes of itching, soreness and pain came from his head, making Luke's tears come out at once.

It's not that he is afraid, but that the excessively strong stimulation makes the lacrimal gland out of control.

Luke finally called out: "Ahhhh~ It's really so deadly!"

With a primary self-healing body protector, he has already performed various tests on his body, and these tests are regarded as proper self-mutilation by others.

Therefore, Luke, who usually handles cases almost unscathed, has actually been on the battlefield for a long time. He has endured many times with his guns. He still chooses various calibers and functions to test in turn.

It was sour and sour, and ordinary people would never understand it.

But the pain of those gunshot wounds and knife wounds is relatively simple, and now Luke is experiencing the kind of "compound" pain.

After a few minutes like this, the more weird and uncomfortable phase began.

With the strengthening of his spirit, Luke's stable and clear consciousness gradually became "flowery", and all kinds of small fragments of consciousness kept appearing and quickly disappearing, making his mind like a carnival playground with a lot of bells and whistles. Full of head spinning.

When he got here, his memory was no longer clear.

It's a dream, not a dream. Disorder is his current state. His consciousness seems to have fallen into a kaleidoscope, spinning wildly in it, but he can't get out of it.

It feels like a nightmare.

Only the monitoring equipment in the medical room silently guarded him to ensure that his life would not be in danger.

At a certain moment an hour later, Luke suddenly woke up from this chaotic and tormented state.

Almost in a short moment, the originally chaotic consciousness basically returned to its normal state, as if it had been restored with a single keystroke.

"Fake, finally got over it!" He shook his head unconsciously, making sure that he was not dreaming, and then he said, "Osiris, how is my body?"

"Sir, your brain temperature was abnormal. I took physical cooling measures and controlled it, and other physical signs have been kept within the tolerable range." A microphone beside him made a sound, which was a calm and indifferent male voice.

Osiris, this is an existence that has no intersection with other artificial intelligences.

It only exists on a few computers in the storage space most of the time, and its main task is to analyze various physical data of Luke Selena's gold nugget.

It can be used as a surgeon and a nurse with the medical robotic arm modified by Luke.

Of course, Osiris had never practiced, and being a doctor was dangerous.

Luke didn't say a word, closed his eyes and realized the feeling of the upgrade.

The system has the strongest effect on brain modification, and it is also the most unbearable one hour.

This transformation will last for days, but without the unbearable pain.

On the contrary, Luke's brain is far clearer than before.

After feeling it for a moment, he couldn't help laughing: "It didn't cost me so much suffering."

Without a huge gain, the pain of this basic attribute promotion can make most people stay away.

But how much suffering is eaten, the more obvious the benefits are.

Luke just tried it briefly, and determined that the primary mind power and primary annihilation have been exponentially enhanced.

There are no test subjects for telepathic communication, but Luke can feel that it is easier to operate, and its practicality will also greatly increase.

He didn't want to move for a while, so he lay lazily on the bed and asked Osiris to raise the upper half of the bed, and took out the data he had just read.

In this promotion process, the most dangerous situation is that the brain temperature rises rapidly for a period of time.

But Osiris used ice compresses to physically cool down, and he ended up being fine.