Chapter 126 Vinegar Black Garlic Mango Juice

Soon, Dylan and Alma came to Bradley's office together.

Caterina has been studying magic with Zhou Yi this year, so naturally, he can no longer be Bradley's assistant, so Bradley hired a new one.

However, now, since she was just rescued from the way to repair the car, she made a cameo again temporarily.

Led by Caitrena, Dylan and Alma entered Bradley's office.

"Do you want to drink some wine?" Bradley has now revised his questioning steps, no longer "Do you want something to drink", but directly said the wine.

Apparently, he was afraid to hear strange drinks like "spiced carrot and coriander juice".

"No sir, thank you, we're working." Dylan said "cool map wow road" sitting on the single sofa.

"I want it." Elma, who was sitting on the other double sofa, said that she did not intend to give Dylan face at all.

"Okay..." Bradley breathed a sigh of relief.

Anyway, there are still people who are willing to take the bait and make me pretend!

Bradley picked up the glass of transparent liquid in front of him with his right hand, and was about to turn it into red with the red edible dye hidden in his hand...

"I heard that there are guests? Why don't we have something else to drink?" Zhou Yi pushed in the door, and was not polite, and went directly to the sofa to sit down - next to Elma,

Elma looked at Zhou Yi's face, her eyes lit up, and she was instantly shaken because she had not closed her eyes after taking a 12-hour flight to Las Vegas.

Just like when a man sees a beautiful woman, when a woman sees a handsome guy, she will behave in almost the same way.

"Why did you come in, didn't you let you go?" Bradley's face darkened instantly.

"I'm here to grab a drink," Zhou Yi smiled, and then said hello to Elma and Dylan, "Hello, Officer Elma, Banner... Oh, Detective Dylan, please make sure Tell me, you rarely get angry, do you?"

"Angry?" Dylan was a little puzzled, "I... generally rarely get angry."

"Well, it doesn't matter if you get angry or not, just don't turn green." Zhou Yi raised Erlang's legs.

Dylan: "???"

"No drinks! Go! There's no spiced carrot and coriander juice here!" Bradley interjected.

Gan, can't I make my magic show a success?

"Don't worry, I don't want other drinks this time," Zhou Yi first comforted Bradley, and when Bradley became suspicious, he said, "I want a glass of vinegar-flavored black garlic and mango juice!"

Everyone in the office: "???"

"Get out of here!" Bradley said irritably.

"Sir, that's right," Dylan said, "I'm an FBI agent, since you know our identities, you should also know what we're doing, so can you leave here and not interfere with our case? "

"Of course..." Zhou Yi shook his head decisively, "No."

"...It seems that you want to enter the FBI's interrogation room for a while in the name of obstructing official business?" Dylan squinted slightly, took out his credentials, and his words were full of threats.

"Or, do you want to put an IRS agent on a mission in the interrogation room, and then have his personal tax information reviewed?" Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, turned his hand, and an IRS staff ID appeared in his hand.

I have to say that the best thing about the magic world is that even if Zhou Yi uses magic in an open and honest manner, he will be regarded as magic by others.

Of course, this is generally ineffective for magicians who know some magic.

It's just... Zhou Yi is using storage space, not magic!

So Dylan was shocked.

His current character is an FBI agent who completely despises magic, and surprise is normal, but Dylan knows that this time, his surprise is not deliberately disguised, but real!

Dylan didn't see Zhou Yi's technique!

What surprised Dylan the most was far more than that - the ID of the IRS clerk was what shocked Dylan the most.

Isn't this scientific?

"You know that it is also a crime to fake a public official, right?" Dylan didn't see any flaws in the documents, but he still didn't believe it, so he chose to cheat Zhou Yi, trying to see if Zhou Yi was fake.

"Or, can you call to check?" Zhou Yi handed the documents to Dylan.

Dylan was silent for two seconds, took the certificate in Zhou Yi's hand, and turned to go out to make a call.

He is going to have a fight with Zhou Yi today!

"Are you really from the IRS?" Elma approached Zhou Yi curiously, "What are you doing here? And...you know Mr. Bradley?"

"Of course I am," Zhou Yi nodded, but did not answer Elma's other questions, "Do you want something to drink?"

"..." Caitrina on the side couldn't help but twitch slightly.

In a year, nothing happened to Zhou Yi and her, but she watched a lot of scenes of Zhou Yi flirting with girls.

Therefore, she knew very well that Zhou Yi wanted to flirt with girls again.

"Well..." Elma thought for a while, but when she was about to say it, Zhou Yi interrupted her first.

"Let me guess, mango juice?" Zhou Yi smiled.

"How do you know?" Elma's eyes lit up.

"Of course you've been mind-reading..." Kaiterina shook her head secretly.

"..." Bradley on the side couldn't stand it any longer. He glanced at Caterina, who was staring at Zhou Yi, and at Zhou Yi, who was flirting with a girl. He was very angry.

Actually flirting with other girls in front of my daughter?

"Cough cough cough!" Bradley began to use his tried-and-true "throat clearing" skill.

"It seems you need a good rest." Zhou Yi looked at Bradley.

"I think you should leave." Treadley grimaced.

"Okay... Originally, I wanted to have a good chat with you," Zhou Yi said helplessly to Elma, "You need to have a good rest."

"What?" Elma was stunned for a moment, but then she felt an uncontrollable drowsiness hit her heart. After that, her eyes darkened and she fell into a drowsiness.

"What are you doing?" Just as he was verifying Zhou Yi's identity, Dylan, who pushed in the door, saw this scene and rushed over.

"I just let Miss Elma have a good rest, and by the way, don't let her hear things she shouldn't hear."

Zhou Yi sat calmly on the spot, picked up an empty glass, shook it, and some wine-red liquid appeared in the glass.

"Drink some wine?" Zhou Yi asked Dylan by handing the empty to half full glass.

"...I warn you, although you are from the IRS, you must never do anything to the ICPO or the FBI. This is..." Dylan still played his role as an actor dutifully.

However, Zhou Yi did not intend to cooperate with his performance.

I turned a blind eye to the one who was supposed to cooperate with your performance~

"Okay, let's stop making pointless arguments, Mr. Dylan Lord."

Zhou Yi interrupted Dylan's words, and the next sentence made Dylan and Bradley's faces change dramatically, "Or, the fake Sky Eye Club members?"

"What are you talking about?" Dylan frowned.

"I have to say, your acting skills are very good, but for a mind reader, do you think your pretense is useful?" Zhou Yi pointed to his eyes, "I can see anything."

"Mind reader? Do you mean someone like Merritt? Oh, if that's the case, all I can say is that while his little tricks are interesting, I don't think it works for me at all..."

"Really?" Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes, "Let me see... um, special Tuesday, the man in the skirt, and your father... Lionel?"

Dylan's eyes widened instantly.

On the side, Bradley, who was watching intently, was so surprised that he stood up and said, "What?"

"How did you know??!" Dylan was shocked.

"Didn't I already answer you?" Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows and pointed to his eyes, "I saw it."

"...You're Lionel's son?" Bradley came to Dylan's side in surprise and looked up and down, "It doesn't feel like it..."

Dylan: "???"

"Stay away from me!" Feeling his father's tendency to turn green, Dylan instantly motioned Bradley to stand away, "You murderer!"

"Murderer?" Zhou Yi asked knowingly.

He is going to break everything today!

Anyway, Zhou Yi's purpose is to scour Arthur's wool. As for whether Dylan can succeed in revenge, what is his business?

And, besides, Dylan's revenge goal is wrong!

"Yes, he's the murderer!" Dylan knew that he had been exposed, although he didn't know the reason, or that he didn't want to believe it, but he had begun to give up on himself, pointing directly at Bradley's nose and scolding, "He called me My father is on a dead end!"

"He exposed all of my father's magic at once, so that my father had no magic show to make a living, and he was caught off guard and had to go to Arthur's insurance company to collect insurance money!"

"However, Arthur's lawyer, let him keep the ill-gotten wealth and put my father in a desperate situation!"

"In order to survive, to support me, my father had to perform magic tricks that he had not yet mastered. He locked himself in a safe and sank to the bottom of the river..."

Having said this, Dylan was a little choked up and couldn't speak any more.

"...I didn't kill your father," after a long silence, Bradley looked at Dylan's red eyes, sighed, and said, "He and I are partners, both of which are part of the Sky Eye Society. member."

"What?" Dylan was completely stunned.

"...All this was negotiated. I was responsible for debunking his magic, and he performed new magic to maximize the benefits, but...he made a mistake."

Bradley went to the desk next to him, opened the drawer, and took out a photo.

Bradley then slowly walked over to Dylan and handed the photo to Dylan.

"I didn't kill him, he killed himself."

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