"Okay." Zhao Yulong didn't make things boring, so he stood up and smiled: "Anyway, that girl shouldn't return to Qingcheng in a short period of time. If the team leader knew about this, he would never let that girl go out casually. But you can't stay in this small place for too long, right?"

Yi Lin smiled slightly, but didn't explain much.

"I have my plans."

"If you have any, I will contact you directly in the form of 'we'. Also, the Xiao family has already dealt with and will not leave any trouble, so you don't have to worry."

Suddenly, halfway through speaking, Zhao Yulong slapped his head, as if he remembered something: "Bah, I'm worried about what you do. The Xiao family was killed by you. You can do it!"

Yi Lin looked at Zhao Yulong silently, not knowing how much his words meant.

So there was no answer.

"By the way, if, I mean, if you accidentally search for any information about the name "Govasor", tell me the first time."

After saying that, Zhao Yulong stepped on flip-flops and hummed a small song. I don’t know if it was a demonstration, but walked up to the ceiling, walked down again, and left a big circle before walking out of the room.

After Zhao Yulong left, Yi Lin also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Zhao Yulong looks vulgar, in fact, he is not as good as a ghost.

Some secrets are not wanted to be revealed for the time being.

He has his own plans and plans.

In other words, is Molly going back to the capital?

Yi Lin thought for a moment, then took out her phone and edited a paragraph of text.

A long paragraph.

Yi Lin carefully edited the information, then read it 15 times from beginning to end, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he went straight to Molly's door and knocked on the door.

"What are you doing?"

Molly opened the door, with a strange black layer of objects on her face.

When Yi Lin saw it, she was suddenly "specialized ghost oil".

"You..." Yi Lin hesitated for a few seconds, and finally decided not to tell the origin of "ghost oil". She could only shrug helplessly and change the statement.

"There is no need to use this thing frequently. Its effect is longer than you think. And if you use it, I probably won't have the chance to find a second bottle for you."

Molly was stunned when she heard this.

Then she lowered her head and muttered a few words.

"?"

"Yeah, nothing."

Molly's eyes rolled, not knowing what she was thinking, and then she didn't get stuck on the topic of facial mask and asked Yi Lin's purpose for knocking on the door.

"I've found you a few research topics."

"Study the subject?" Molly looked at Yi Lin from head to toe and looked at him: "How can you do this?"

"It has to do with... the future."

Molly was startled and instantly understood what Yi Lin meant, without shirking: "Send it to me."

Yi Lin sent the text message that had been edited in front of Molly.

Molly took out her cell phone and saw that she almost fell off her chin.

"Do you tell me how many of them are? How many? Are you teaching math by the physical education teacher?"

"And these are all messy things..."

"A method that can cure optic atrophy..."

"Mass-produced equipment that can withstand the severe cold of minus 20 degrees Celsius..."

"Mass-produced equipment that can withstand high temperatures..."

"Tactical armor for low-altitude flight..."

"Damn? What is this? Equipment that can withstand strong acids?"

"And this... a lightweight gun that can penetrate alloy plates? The effect is 10 times stronger than an armor-piercing bullet? Are you teasing me?"

"Wait, damn...the mobile steel fortress against the tsunami..."

Molly kept reading one by one, and every time she read it, she couldn't help but shout "Damn it."

Finally, after watching patiently, Molly showed a "Oh cake seller" expression and stared at her eyes: "If it weren't for being a little familiar with you, I really thought you were joking about this girl."

Yi Lin's expression was calm and she shook her head: "I know these are difficult. You see if it is possible to achieve it. I will do my best to help you."

"Help? How do you help? Do you use your mouth?"

Molly looked contemptuous.

Yi Lin smiled: "Don't forget the origin of the mask on your face."

Molly was stunned.

But I also understood what Yi Lin meant.

"Okay..." Molly put away her phone helplessly and asked with some curiosity: "I'm very curious. The table you listed, except for the spaceship, feels like you are going to invade other planets. You won't be in a foreign battlefield, right?"

"almost."

Yi Lin didn't explain much, and after a few simple instructions, she left Molly's room.

Molly looked at the locked door and couldn't help but grit her teeth: "Dead Soul is Fade!"

But when she couldn't help but find the list again and think about it carefully, she felt that Yi Lin's request was a little strange.

The scientific research content on this list cannot be achieved by a person's power at all.

There are too many majors and subjects involved.

Too wide range.

Even Molly could not make all the equipment required on Yilin's list in a short period of time.

I can only say that I do my best.

"It seems like I'm going to ask for help." Seeing that the time was about to be over, Molly was about to go to the bathroom to wash off the mask on her face.

suddenly.

Molly remembered something.

"Ahhhhh! I forgot to negotiate the price with the Soultan!"

...

...

Yi Lin originally wanted to go home directly.

In that rented house.

But unexpectedly, just as I walked halfway, the phone rang like a death talisman.

When Yi Lin saw that it turned out to be the old detective.

Xu Zhiyong.

"What did he ask me for?"

Yi Lin was a little puzzled, but she answered the phone.

"You finally answered the phone!"

For some reason, Yi Lin always felt a feeling of relief in the old detective's tone.

"What's wrong?"

"You..." Xu Zhiyong seemed to be considering the words on the other end of the phone. After he was hesitating for a long time, he asked what he wanted to ask: "Do you know someone named Pan Zhengyi? Oh, that's the Pan Zhengyi... patient number 9527."

“…”

...

Qingcheng.

Police Department.

Xu Zhiyong personally walked out of the door to greet Yi Lin.

"Oh! Mr. Yi, I didn't expect you to be so happy that you can shine brightly, and the shine brightly!"

Xu Zhiyong vaguely guessed that Yi Lin’s identity was unusual, so he was very polite, and he didn’t feel like he was holding it before.

"Uh...you'd better call me my name."

"Then Lao Xu, I'm not polite, Xiao Lin, this is the case..."

I really got up instantly.

It took about ten minutes to tell the whole story.
To be continued...