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There was a little voice in Yang Ming’s mind incessantly waving a flag and cheering.
Of course, outwardly he still had to maintain the appearance of someone slightly unwell due to the overwhelming tension around him, wanting to intervene but not daring to speak, only able to frown and look around nervously.
Bryant and this voluptuous woman seemed to have had conflicts before.
Unfortunately, it was obvious the two of them were not about to fight.
After all, there were two big men watching nearby.
The brawny man stood up first, his large hand blocking in front of the voluptuous woman, speaking in a low voice,
"Are the two of you going to duel here? Don’t cause trouble, we’re on a mission now. Otherwise, if this escalates, we’ll all be in trouble."
Bryant’s face, usually expressionless, showed a slight smile.
The voluptuous woman merely sneered and calmly changed her position.
She deliberately sat opposite Yang Ming and winked at him.
One must say, the woman with the code name "Yayu" truly had a stunning figure.
The brawny man called the two accompanying serving women to his side, continuing to hold them close, and even raised his eyebrows at Yang Ming, seeming to tell him that men should be like him.
The refined, bespectacled young man with white gloves, known as "Number Three Dissector," gave Yang Ming a friendly smile.
His voice was very gentle,
"In our line of work, most of us have our own personalities. Bryant and Yayu’s views often clash, but we’re still quite the team.
"I heard from Bryant that you’ve helped the police solve many mysterious cases?"
Yang Ming smiled shyly, "I was just pulled in by a few old detectives to help with hard labor."
"That’s quite something," Number Three Dissector said warmly, "The difference between ordinary people and idealists is that the latter continuously strives to bring ideals into reality. Bryant has a penchant for deduction, and being friends with you is his good fortune."
So this guy was indeed chasing Bryant.
Yang Ming marveled internally at how these supermodified people really knew how to play, proactively chatting with Number Three Dissector.
Bryant sat elegantly to the side, watching Yang Ming and Number Three Dissector with a peaceful and contented expression, occasionally joining in their conversation.
The so-called Number Three Dissector was probably named according to the project naming for experimental subjects.
Like Valkyrie, she was a product of the Valkyrie Plan, supposedly marked as the First Valkyrie; if a new humanoid Ancient God Life Form successfully merged after her, it would be labeled as the Second Valkyrie.
Number Three Dissector was likely in a similar situation.
Of course, besides Bryant, none of the three introduced themselves to Yang Ming, their names were all obtained by Lyu.
As they chatted, Yang Ming and Number Three Dissector got acquainted.
The supermodified people of the Empire weren’t actually much different from ordinary transformed people, only their combat power was stronger, their status higher, and their psyches more twisted.
They talked from detective work to psychology, and from psychology to the current state of Imperial Nobles.
Number Three Dissector was quite learned and always had an easy grasp of the topics;
Yang Ming diligently assumed the role of a Little Noble, effortlessly portraying the awkwardness of youth and the embarrassment when facing blunt topics.
It was quite a surreal scene.
Four supermodified people sent to capture the White Ghost, were having a heated conversation with the White Ghost himself...
Yang Ming gradually dispelled the doubts in his heart.
—These four guys really were just here to slack off.
During the conversations, the brawny man even asked, "Hui Saka, what do you think of the White Ghost?"
"What do I think?" Yang Ming was a bit puzzled.
Number Three Dissector added, "Do you think he is a hero of the Empire?"
"Of course," Yang Ming shrugged, "It was his deeds that encouraged me, giving me the courage to step up and assist the police."
Bryant chuckled lightly, "It’s indeed like that, helping the police solve cases not only requires outstanding skill but also immense courage."
"Does the White Ghost count as a hero?"
Number Three Dissector pondered, speaking slowly,
"If he is a hero, then what about the soldiers who bled and sacrificed for the Empire?"
Although Yang Ming already knew what this guy was going to say next, he still feigned some confusion at this moment.
Number Three Dissector spoke unhurriedly,
"According to publicly available information, the White Ghost was an Empire soldier, he once served the Empire, but later turned away from it.
"He could have contributed his power to the Empire, protecting more people, enhancing the national strength, but he chose to walk alone.
"In the matter of suppressing the buried Insect Swarm, the White Ghost contributed a lot, which is undeniable merit, but it doesn’t qualify as a reason for him to gain special privileges and not pledge allegiance to the Emperor."
Yang Ming hesitated to speak.
Bryant laughed, saying, "Don’t mind him, he’s just envious of the White Ghost. The White Ghost’s strength and freedom are things we all yearn for."
"Hmm?" Yang Ming asked curiously, "Why the envy?"
Number Three Dissector elegantly smiled, adjusted his glasses, and spoke slowly, "It’s not that. Although I must admit there’s a bit of envy, I always feel that elevating the White Ghost to hero status is disrespectful to the soldiers who died fighting for the Empire, disrespectful to the martyrs who gave everything for the Emperor."
Yang Ming nodded, taking out his network terminal in front of them, beginning to search for related news.
Soon, Yang Ming stood up and said, "I’m going to the restroom."
In this manner, it seemed like he was going to the restroom to cram some knowledge before coming back to continue discussing this topic with them.