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"Okay, then I'll just watch from the sidelines, but if you bully Silver too much, then I'll play with you for a bit."

HK416 spoke threateningly.

"Okay, okay... I'll let him win once or twice occasionally, yeah..."

G11 said helplessly.

"Is that all that's left for 416? Don't you want to go out and have some fun?"

Moyin asked curiously, it's normal for G11 to want to stay at home and play games, because she is a homebody, but 416... should want to go out and have fun, right?

"Well, that's good. Doesn't it feel a bit like married life? Sometimes I think it's nice to live a plain but comfortable life like this."

HK416 answered.

"Married life, hehehe, then am I a daughter?"

G11 asked with a cheerful look on his face.

"I will never let my daughter be like you, eating, drinking, playing games and sleeping all day long. After all, both her father and mother are brave enough to face battles, and her genes will not be mixed with the genes of a dormice like you!"

HK416 said while grabbing G11's face.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I was just kidding."

G11 begged for mercy, and HK416 finally let go.

"But little HK416 doesn't really like fighting."

G11 rubbed his face and complained quietly.

"Well... she's not my real daughter, she's just my younger self."

"By the way, what is little HK416 doing recently?"

Moyin asked curiously.

"She's planning something with Little 45, Little , and Little Akagi. She's been elusive lately."

G11 answered.

“It looks like there’s something to look forward to later.”

Moyin smiled.

"Anyway, just don't involve me. I'm going to stay at home for a year and never exercise again."

G11 said lazily.

“This is something I can’t control.”

Moyin shrugged.

The three of them then returned to G11 and HK416's bedroom.

"Ah, home is still the most comfortable place. As expected, my life would be perfect if I just stayed at home and waited for death."

G11 said excitedly.

Returning to her own territory that she had not visited for a long time, she was in a very good mood. In fact, because she had been suffering outside for nearly a month, her sense of happiness was much higher than usual.

"Would you two like something to eat? I'll go make you something."

HK416 asked.

"416 ingredient tomato brisket with rice."

Mo Yin spoke up.

"Then I want pasta without the 416 ingredients. Make my portion first!"

G11 opened her mouth to warn her, after all, the food 416 prepared for Moyin would contain body fluids including but not limited to girl juice, and she didn't want to be fooled.

"I know. I don't want to mix my ingredients into your body. Hey... I originally wanted Yin to get used to taking my ingredients every day so that he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't take them. Why did this plan fail?"

HK416 said this with some regret. After all, both people present knew the truth, so she did not try to hide it.

"Well, it actually worked. I always feel a little bit incomplete if I don't replenish the 416 ingredients every once in a while, but it's not to the point where I have to replenish it every day."

Mo Yin said with a smile.

"Are you addicted to 416?"

G11, who was selecting the game disc, complained speechlessly.

"It's not bad, I don't mind having this symptom. Anyway, 416 will take good care of me, right?"

Moyin said nonchalantly.

"Ku!!! I asked you to play games with me, not to feed me a big bowl of dog food. Hurry up and pick up this controller to play with me! And why are you only making dog food for 416 and you? Make a bowl for me and feed her too!!!"

G11 complained a little madly.

"You're so lazy that I don't even feel like I'm in love with you. How can I make dog food for you?"

"Well, I, I think it's better to have a sleep date at home than to go out on a date with you... But, but I like you for the time being! So I'll make a little bowl! No, I'll be satisfied with just making one bowl of dog food!"

G11 begged, and HK416 walked into the kitchen area and started to prepare food for Moyin and G11.

"No matter how you look at it, it's too pathetic. It's not even close to the point where feeding others dog food would make people feel like giving alms... Don't think about the dog food issue, just come over and play with us."

Moyin patted his legs.

"Yeah! Extra large back pillow."

G11 threw away his sad mood and sat in Moyin's arms, then moved and chose a more comfortable position.

"Well, it's pretty good, but it's a pity that it doesn't have those two sin-inducing marshmallow pillows from 416."

G11 opened his mouth and commented.

"I think if I have that thing, I'll be in big trouble..."

Moyin complained speechlessly that the pair of little monsters of HK416 were very powerful even in the female camp.

"Commander, please don't use the stick to sneak attack me! It would be cheating to win in that way!"

G11 reminded.

"I don't want to be told this by someone who uses cheats to play games with me. Don't worry, I'm a great Earth-level gun suppressor, so I won't do anything to you while I'm playing games."

"Oh! Then let's start playing!"

G11 picked up the controller and pressed the button to start the game, and the two of them started playing the game.

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"This is it, Sister Sakura."

Outside a gas station in the United States, Zhao Ruikong opened his mouth to confirm.

"Well, after contacting the person who controlled the bank account, the IP address traced back to this place. It shouldn't be a zombie."

Zhao Yingkong nodded.

During the time that Moyin and Maho Hiya returned to Neon, they were not idle. They had been tracking down the bank account of Stratfo, which controlled all members through huge money flows.

After a period of effort, Zhao Yingkong finally found the other party's real address by locking his IP address.

"Then let's go in."

Zhao Ruikong spoke up.

"Ah."

The two then walked into the gas station.

"What do you two want to buy?"

The gas station employee wearing headphones asked with a kind smile.

"Are you the only one running this gas station?"

Zhao Yingkong asked.

"There are five other people besides me. Why are you asking this?"

The employee wearing headphones asked with some confusion.

"Ruikong, control everyone on the scene. I'll have them put up their work badges for today's stop, and I'll investigate their computers."

Zhao Yingkong opened his mouth and gave orders.

"Good~"

Zhao Ruikong responded sweetly.

Just as the employee with headphones was about to ask something, he found that he had lost control of his body.

"You, what on earth do you want to do?"

Faced with this supernatural phenomenon, the employee wearing headphones asked in a trembling voice.

"We are looking for Stratfo members. If you know anything, please tell us quickly. As long as we get what we want, we won't kill you. Otherwise, you will be dead."

Zhao Rui had the innocent and cute smile of a little girl, but the content of her words made the employee wearing headphones feel cold all over.

"The police won't allow you to do this! And what organization is that Stratfo member from? We're just a gas station."

The employee wearing headphones said with a confused look on his face.

"If you don't know, then just shut up. Maybe we'll let you go after we find some useful information. As for the police? They can't control us."

Zhao Ruikong smiled confidently, then directed the employee wearing headphones to hang up a sign indicating that the gas station would cease operations today.

Zhao Yingkong came to the computer and browsed the contents.

The other five employees in the gas station were also controlled by Zhao Ruikong's mental ability. They stood in a row in the hall without moving, allowing Zhao Yingkong to detect their personal computers, mobile phones and other media.

Two hours later.

After Zhao Yingkong checked the last person's cell phone, he looked a little unhappy.

"Sister Yingkong, are you in the wrong place?"

Zhao Ruikong looked at Zhao Yingkong with some surprise. In her memory, Zhao Yingkong seldom made mistakes in his work.

"That person was very cautious. He deleted and shredded all the messages after reading them, and even copied them to cover the traces. It's not easy to find. I'm afraid we need professional tools to find out which computer it was from."