In Brooklyn Chinatown, Russell drove a police car through the messy streets, feeling that he had arrived in a small county town, and his architecture and humanities were far worse than in China.
Looking at the advertisement of the old Chinese doctor full-time infertility on the telephone pole, he was silent for a moment, pretending that he was in New York.
The riot last night was over, and there was no casualties in a farce, but ribbons and paper flowers were everywhere on the streets and alleys, and pedestrians who played were also arguing whether it was a real dragon or a fake dragon last night.
According to reliable information from the seven aunts and aunts, the dragon dance turned into a real dragon last night not because the gods appeared, but because the evil aliens used lasers to make the dragon dance come alive.
Russell was looking for a reporter on the street, not to blame the police officers who attended last night for judging that all witnesses had hallucinations of excessive drinking. It was because there were too many elements in the market and all kinds of bragging.
After talking to several reporters one by one, Russell saw a memory clip about the ‘Dragon’.
An inappropriate dragon, the product of the combination of the world, six thick thighs, two wings and fleshy wings on the back, a hideous face and a hatred head and horns, which is very fierce.
It will also spit fire!
Because his body size is a heavyweight player in the slightly fat world, the wings of this fat dragon are purely decorations and cannot be yelled in the air as loud as a pig.
Confirm that there was indeed a mysterious incident last night, Russell continued to investigate and came to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic on the telephone pole with a dark face.
The wooden floor and walls are burned with a wisp of Zen fragrance, which is antique. The house is filled with traditional Chinese medicine props, and the medicine cabinet is filled with medicine names written in traditional fonts.
It was strange that Russell walked into it and always felt something was wrong. After thinking for a while, he found that the decorations in the house were too deliberate.
It seemed that the shop owner was afraid that others would understand it, so he placed various complex objects related to traditional Chinese medicine, which made people unaware of it and highlighted that he was very professional.
Young people, can they speak Chinese?
An old doctor with a goatee walked out of the curtain and shook the goose feather fan in his hand.
Ancestral skills have been passed down for many years.It felt strange, Russell couldn't help but complain.
That's good, because I'm a moderate English level.
Your Chinese level is also very average!
Listening to the old doctor gathering a lot of bad Mandarin, Russell complained in his heart, feeling that he had encountered a liar.
Please sit down.
The old doctor asked Russell to sit down and said straight to the point: I won’t have any tea. Tell me, are you here to treat infertility or other difficult and complicated diseases?
Russell shook his head: None, I am in good health, I am looking for you for...
Young people, don’t be embarrassed. I have been practicing medicine for many years, and this pair of people has never misunderstood.
The old doctor pushed the brown sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and whispered: If I read it correctly, your bones are weak!
Russell: (눈눈)
Give you a chance to reorganize your language!
Don’t be shy, we practice martial arts... Bah, our Chinese medicine emphasizes looking, listening, asking and touching. Just like you, I can see through it at a glance. The sex is not very smooth, right?
罗 ：: (Eye ‸ Eye)
Why are you so angry for no reason?
Don't worry, if the Dharma is not passed on to others, the Tao is not passed on to six ears, we are the only two of us here. This disease... Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, I know, and I will never spread it.
The old doctor stroked his beard and looked very knowledgeable: I have seen a lot of young men like you, and it is understandable that they are thin-skinned and embarrassed to speak, but it is better to treat some diseases as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late to regret it.
Russell: (눈作눈)
A man with a white head and an old thief, dare to bark here?
Young people, have you heard of the great dragon and tiger... Cough cough, have you heard of the story of Bian Que and Duke Huan of Cai? Don’t learn from Duke Huan of Cai to avoid medical treatment!
The old doctor was serious and suddenly changed his tone: By the way, how much is your income, whether you have cash or card?
First, I am in good health, second, I am not here to see a doctor...
As he said that, Russell took out his police officer's certificate: NYPD, I have something to ask you to confirm.
Police officer, it's nothing to do with me!
The old doctor jumped up and took off his coat, revealing the long-sleeved jacket inside: I am the instructor of the martial arts school next door. I come to help me with the door. I don’t know anything about it here, especially the Dragon and Tiger Dali Pills with a knife of one hundred dollars, which I have never heard of.
……
Russell silently put away the police officer's certificate and felt that he was in a bad mood. He sentimentally to look through the memories he wanted.
Last night, two strangers broke into the clinic and fought here, destroying several traditional Chinese medicine props that supported the scene, and smashing the precious antique "carved wooden window".
The old Chinese doctor is not an eyewitness. Russell found a real eyewitness next to the tube building according to his memory.
The two faces of the suspected murderer entered Russell's sight, one was the king of bad movies, and the other was Dr. Octopus, both of which were quite familiar faces.
Not to mention anything else, just these two faces are definitely the plot of a certain movie.
Russell's lips curled up and turned away from the tube building.
Thirty seconds later, he returned to the clinic, took a picture of Franklin, bought a new thermos, and took away two kilograms of wolfberry.
There is no other meaning. I want to drink some hot tea when it’s cold. Wolfberry can protect my eyes and kill two birds with one stone.
Young man, your disease is not cured by wolfberry. Only by learning martial arts can you strengthen your body. I will give you a 20% discount... Hey, where are you?
The old doctor held the green banknotes and rushed out in a steadily. As a result, after turning around, Russell disappeared in the corridor.
……
It is difficult to find Doctor Octopus, so the King of Bad Movies is much simpler. Russell drove the police car to an unmanned corner, waved his hand to release the Death Knives armor, and used the left of the God's throne to enchant it.
Russell saw the face of the king of bad movies at the New York Police Headquarters. He entered the internal passage and found his files, allowing Death Knives Armor to scan the outline of the facial features of the photo, and inquire about surveillance cameras of all sizes in New York.
Having said that, the king of bad movies will reappear. Wouldn't he find it strange?
Russell murmured, and bought authentic fried rice on the street, waiting for the Death Knives Armor to collect clues.
Before the fried rice was eaten, Death Knit Armor found the target person.
Barcelona!
European immigrants, who run an antique shop called the Mysterious House in New York, disappeared for no reason ten years ago and recently reappeared.
Because he disappeared for too long, the antique store was taken back by the homeowner and has now become a mobile phone store. Barsaz himself has no fixed place to live.
Russell looked at the information collected by Death Knives Armor and pointed to the young man who appeared at the same time as Barsazer, looking for information about him.
Soon this time, the young man named David, a student from City University of New York. He had excellent grades and was a genius student in the physics department. He had two patents and also had a dedicated laboratory prepared by the school for him.
City University of New York again...
Russell raised his brows and remembered that Telly met because of the time cycle belonged to this university, the difference was that Telly was on the Brooklyn campus.
Both plots are directly related to City University of New York. He decided to visit each other on one day, and maybe he would meet the protagonists in other plots.
David is a student with a simple life, with a nerd character, and his life is basically three points and one line, including dormitories, teaching buildings, and laboratories.
One-handed dog!
Unable to find Barsazer, Russell decided to start with David and called the school. When he learned that David was not there and there was no one in the dormitory, he drove straight to his private laboratory.
David's research project is too risky. The school is located far away from the city and is looking for an abandoned parking lot for it that will not shit. It is located underground. Before the urban transportation system is renovated, it will be parked and returned to the city subway.
Russell drove here, telepathically swept over, and found the magical residual aura inside. He immediately raised his eyebrows and showed an interesting smile.
After killers, aliens, future humans, robots, and mutant creatures, new resident magicians have been added to New York, which is busy with business.
Bangbangbang!
Russell knocked on the iron door, but for a moment, David pushed the door open with a very stupid and naive look, wondering: Who are you looking for? If you are taking the subway, this place is abandoned.
No, I'll look for you.
Russell showed his police officer's certificate: Student David, I want to check some specific situations about the riots in Brooklyn Chinatown last night.
Police officer, I don't know anything.
Seeing the police officer's certificate, David immediately dodged his eyes and said something unscrupulous.
Very good, your performance proves that you know a lot.
Russell said something that made David look sad, pushed him away, strode into the lab, looking at the direction where the magic came from.
The empty abandoned underground parking lot has been simply renovated. In addition to the warehouse where debris and materials are piled up, experimental instruments such as electromagnetic coils are erected on the largest open space.
Russell looked at the circular magic circle on the ground and joked: Classmate David, I went to school to find you. I was told that you had taken a long vacation. Why? I am not studying science now, but I have turned to studying magic?
This is not magic, it's just a joke.
David smiled embarrassedly, helplessly knowing what to say, and wiped the cold sweat from his head: Police officer, what do you call him?
My name is Russell, and I am now in charge of investigating the mysterious incidents in Chinatown.Russell stared at David, emphasizing his tone on the ‘mysterious incident’.
Ha, ha, ha... Police officer, your name sounds so familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere.David had sweat more on his head, so much more that he could not finish it.
My name doesn't matter, the key is your performance, it's too suspicious.Witnesses said that you appeared in Chinatown last night, and there was a man next to you who covered his bad hairline with long hair and a black dome hat. Tell me, what are you doing there?
Russell tried to watch David's memory telepathically, but he had no success. It was not that David had outstanding strength. This guy was just a rookie, but he had an inexplicable power to support him, which should have been the work of other mages.
Can you find this TM?David was stunned and subconsciously swearing.
Boy, don't underestimate the police.
Russell snorted coldly: I also found out that the man who was with you was named Barsazze. He had no news about his disappearance for ten years and had suddenly appeared recently.
I'm a cherry!
David had a meeting with a fork in his heart. Facing Russell's Justice eyes, he couldn't find a reasonable excuse and was panicked.
Looking at the advertisement of the old Chinese doctor full-time infertility on the telephone pole, he was silent for a moment, pretending that he was in New York.
The riot last night was over, and there was no casualties in a farce, but ribbons and paper flowers were everywhere on the streets and alleys, and pedestrians who played were also arguing whether it was a real dragon or a fake dragon last night.
According to reliable information from the seven aunts and aunts, the dragon dance turned into a real dragon last night not because the gods appeared, but because the evil aliens used lasers to make the dragon dance come alive.
Russell was looking for a reporter on the street, not to blame the police officers who attended last night for judging that all witnesses had hallucinations of excessive drinking. It was because there were too many elements in the market and all kinds of bragging.
After talking to several reporters one by one, Russell saw a memory clip about the ‘Dragon’.
An inappropriate dragon, the product of the combination of the world, six thick thighs, two wings and fleshy wings on the back, a hideous face and a hatred head and horns, which is very fierce.
It will also spit fire!
Because his body size is a heavyweight player in the slightly fat world, the wings of this fat dragon are purely decorations and cannot be yelled in the air as loud as a pig.
Confirm that there was indeed a mysterious incident last night, Russell continued to investigate and came to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic on the telephone pole with a dark face.
The wooden floor and walls are burned with a wisp of Zen fragrance, which is antique. The house is filled with traditional Chinese medicine props, and the medicine cabinet is filled with medicine names written in traditional fonts.
It was strange that Russell walked into it and always felt something was wrong. After thinking for a while, he found that the decorations in the house were too deliberate.
It seemed that the shop owner was afraid that others would understand it, so he placed various complex objects related to traditional Chinese medicine, which made people unaware of it and highlighted that he was very professional.
Young people, can they speak Chinese?
An old doctor with a goatee walked out of the curtain and shook the goose feather fan in his hand.
Ancestral skills have been passed down for many years.It felt strange, Russell couldn't help but complain.
That's good, because I'm a moderate English level.
Your Chinese level is also very average!
Listening to the old doctor gathering a lot of bad Mandarin, Russell complained in his heart, feeling that he had encountered a liar.
Please sit down.
The old doctor asked Russell to sit down and said straight to the point: I won’t have any tea. Tell me, are you here to treat infertility or other difficult and complicated diseases?
Russell shook his head: None, I am in good health, I am looking for you for...
Young people, don’t be embarrassed. I have been practicing medicine for many years, and this pair of people has never misunderstood.
The old doctor pushed the brown sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and whispered: If I read it correctly, your bones are weak!
Russell: (눈눈)
Give you a chance to reorganize your language!
Don’t be shy, we practice martial arts... Bah, our Chinese medicine emphasizes looking, listening, asking and touching. Just like you, I can see through it at a glance. The sex is not very smooth, right?
罗 ：: (Eye ‸ Eye)
Why are you so angry for no reason?
Don't worry, if the Dharma is not passed on to others, the Tao is not passed on to six ears, we are the only two of us here. This disease... Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, I know, and I will never spread it.
The old doctor stroked his beard and looked very knowledgeable: I have seen a lot of young men like you, and it is understandable that they are thin-skinned and embarrassed to speak, but it is better to treat some diseases as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late to regret it.
Russell: (눈作눈)
A man with a white head and an old thief, dare to bark here?
Young people, have you heard of the great dragon and tiger... Cough cough, have you heard of the story of Bian Que and Duke Huan of Cai? Don’t learn from Duke Huan of Cai to avoid medical treatment!
The old doctor was serious and suddenly changed his tone: By the way, how much is your income, whether you have cash or card?
First, I am in good health, second, I am not here to see a doctor...
As he said that, Russell took out his police officer's certificate: NYPD, I have something to ask you to confirm.
Police officer, it's nothing to do with me!
The old doctor jumped up and took off his coat, revealing the long-sleeved jacket inside: I am the instructor of the martial arts school next door. I come to help me with the door. I don’t know anything about it here, especially the Dragon and Tiger Dali Pills with a knife of one hundred dollars, which I have never heard of.
……
Russell silently put away the police officer's certificate and felt that he was in a bad mood. He sentimentally to look through the memories he wanted.
Last night, two strangers broke into the clinic and fought here, destroying several traditional Chinese medicine props that supported the scene, and smashing the precious antique "carved wooden window".
The old Chinese doctor is not an eyewitness. Russell found a real eyewitness next to the tube building according to his memory.
The two faces of the suspected murderer entered Russell's sight, one was the king of bad movies, and the other was Dr. Octopus, both of which were quite familiar faces.
Not to mention anything else, just these two faces are definitely the plot of a certain movie.
Russell's lips curled up and turned away from the tube building.
Thirty seconds later, he returned to the clinic, took a picture of Franklin, bought a new thermos, and took away two kilograms of wolfberry.
There is no other meaning. I want to drink some hot tea when it’s cold. Wolfberry can protect my eyes and kill two birds with one stone.
Young man, your disease is not cured by wolfberry. Only by learning martial arts can you strengthen your body. I will give you a 20% discount... Hey, where are you?
The old doctor held the green banknotes and rushed out in a steadily. As a result, after turning around, Russell disappeared in the corridor.
……
It is difficult to find Doctor Octopus, so the King of Bad Movies is much simpler. Russell drove the police car to an unmanned corner, waved his hand to release the Death Knives armor, and used the left of the God's throne to enchant it.
Russell saw the face of the king of bad movies at the New York Police Headquarters. He entered the internal passage and found his files, allowing Death Knives Armor to scan the outline of the facial features of the photo, and inquire about surveillance cameras of all sizes in New York.
Having said that, the king of bad movies will reappear. Wouldn't he find it strange?
Russell murmured, and bought authentic fried rice on the street, waiting for the Death Knives Armor to collect clues.
Before the fried rice was eaten, Death Knit Armor found the target person.
Barcelona!
European immigrants, who run an antique shop called the Mysterious House in New York, disappeared for no reason ten years ago and recently reappeared.
Because he disappeared for too long, the antique store was taken back by the homeowner and has now become a mobile phone store. Barsaz himself has no fixed place to live.
Russell looked at the information collected by Death Knives Armor and pointed to the young man who appeared at the same time as Barsazer, looking for information about him.
Soon this time, the young man named David, a student from City University of New York. He had excellent grades and was a genius student in the physics department. He had two patents and also had a dedicated laboratory prepared by the school for him.
City University of New York again...
Russell raised his brows and remembered that Telly met because of the time cycle belonged to this university, the difference was that Telly was on the Brooklyn campus.
Both plots are directly related to City University of New York. He decided to visit each other on one day, and maybe he would meet the protagonists in other plots.
David is a student with a simple life, with a nerd character, and his life is basically three points and one line, including dormitories, teaching buildings, and laboratories.
One-handed dog!
Unable to find Barsazer, Russell decided to start with David and called the school. When he learned that David was not there and there was no one in the dormitory, he drove straight to his private laboratory.
David's research project is too risky. The school is located far away from the city and is looking for an abandoned parking lot for it that will not shit. It is located underground. Before the urban transportation system is renovated, it will be parked and returned to the city subway.
Russell drove here, telepathically swept over, and found the magical residual aura inside. He immediately raised his eyebrows and showed an interesting smile.
After killers, aliens, future humans, robots, and mutant creatures, new resident magicians have been added to New York, which is busy with business.
Bangbangbang!
Russell knocked on the iron door, but for a moment, David pushed the door open with a very stupid and naive look, wondering: Who are you looking for? If you are taking the subway, this place is abandoned.
No, I'll look for you.
Russell showed his police officer's certificate: Student David, I want to check some specific situations about the riots in Brooklyn Chinatown last night.
Police officer, I don't know anything.
Seeing the police officer's certificate, David immediately dodged his eyes and said something unscrupulous.
Very good, your performance proves that you know a lot.
Russell said something that made David look sad, pushed him away, strode into the lab, looking at the direction where the magic came from.
The empty abandoned underground parking lot has been simply renovated. In addition to the warehouse where debris and materials are piled up, experimental instruments such as electromagnetic coils are erected on the largest open space.
Russell looked at the circular magic circle on the ground and joked: Classmate David, I went to school to find you. I was told that you had taken a long vacation. Why? I am not studying science now, but I have turned to studying magic?
This is not magic, it's just a joke.
David smiled embarrassedly, helplessly knowing what to say, and wiped the cold sweat from his head: Police officer, what do you call him?
My name is Russell, and I am now in charge of investigating the mysterious incidents in Chinatown.Russell stared at David, emphasizing his tone on the ‘mysterious incident’.
Ha, ha, ha... Police officer, your name sounds so familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere.David had sweat more on his head, so much more that he could not finish it.
My name doesn't matter, the key is your performance, it's too suspicious.Witnesses said that you appeared in Chinatown last night, and there was a man next to you who covered his bad hairline with long hair and a black dome hat. Tell me, what are you doing there?
Russell tried to watch David's memory telepathically, but he had no success. It was not that David had outstanding strength. This guy was just a rookie, but he had an inexplicable power to support him, which should have been the work of other mages.
Can you find this TM?David was stunned and subconsciously swearing.
Boy, don't underestimate the police.
Russell snorted coldly: I also found out that the man who was with you was named Barsazze. He had no news about his disappearance for ten years and had suddenly appeared recently.
I'm a cherry!
David had a meeting with a fork in his heart. Facing Russell's Justice eyes, he couldn't find a reasonable excuse and was panicked.
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