Chapter 97:

"Several members who have traveled to the Middle East are still missing. For their safety, please also understand the self-examination of the Alliance." The investigators slowly said: "The sooner you find the leakers, the more hope they will have. a little."
Ye Wenxuan listened to him and mentioned this immediately. He immediately said: "I hope to find the leaker as soon as possible. I will try my best to cooperate with the work."
The two investigators nodded to him, packed up and turned away.
The door was unlocked from the outside, the monitor probe was slightly rotated a few times, and the only man in the room was re-aligned.
Ye Wenxuan looked around and saw nothing, just got up and went to the corner to study the folding bed.
After a few minutes, he unfolded the folding bed, leaned against the wall, and then rolled over and lay up.
There are no outsiders at this time, he can quietly recall the previous call with Xing Yuan.
The last few words of the man said that it was inexplicable, but it seems that there is no deep meaning.
"Old Xing mentioned two names, Yu Wei and who is coming... Quinton?" He crossed his hands behind his head and thought with his eyes closed: "Yu Wei...South Sudan...Quinton...Kun...This Kun What kind of green onion is it?"
The thigh was hit by a hole, and met Yu Wei, these are things encountered in the town of Colham, South Sudan.
"What does he want to tell me?" Ye Wenxuan thought: "The forces of Ysera are now shrinking, it is impossible to reinvigorate, and this Quinton..."
The hole in the thigh is wounded by a super soldier made by a plumber.
Wait, plumber, Mario?
His eyelids jerked, but because of the monitoring probes, he did not open it, but only quickly brainstormed.
Xing Yuan couldn't really leave because he had a phone call. He was more likely to fly to Washington, or he couldn't move in Houston. He might choose to return to China, but on the phone, he said he might go to the man. "Quinton" duel.
Quinton...
"Oh, think of it, Lao Xing mentioned it in the special affairs department's report work." Ye Wenxuan closed his eyes and muttered in his heart: "Quinton, an ordinary soldier in the Yassera army, in Mario and When Ysera was in contact, he was used as the super soldier No. 3 experimental body and passed the experiment of injecting reagents..."
"Why did he mention Quinton and he mentioned it twice?"
Is it... Xing Yuan also met the people of the sp Institute?
He murmured: "How is it at this time..."
Throughout the night, two men separated by more than two thousand kilometers were all tossed and turned around for the situation that the other party might encounter, and they could not sleep at night.
On the second day, the weather was fine.
Ye Wenxuan stayed alone in a single room with no bed and table, and quietly had breakfast.
The leakers have not been found out, and they have been cleaned up and taken out by the soldiers until lunch. The two investigators are sitting opposite him again. Ye Wenxuan has determined the answer he wants from the two tired expressions.
Ye Wenxuan: "Hey, Rhodes, the case is not going well?"
The older investigator sighed: "Not all the members of the team will work with us. There are a few freaks in it. Really, I have lost my hair since yesterday. I will not find the leaker. I am afraid. It will really become a Mediterranean in a week."
He was witty, but the other two were not able to laugh.
Rhodes: "Come on, let's start today's part."
Ye Wenxuan: "Although I want to say that it is really a waste of time in my place. But ok... I also hope to find out the spy soon..."
Two hours later, Rhodes closed his door with his assistant and turned to another interrogation room.
Ye Wenxuan returned to the bed and closed his eyes.
There were more than a dozen currents crawling into the floor along the bed. In a blink of an eye, the current had already plunged for a distance of tens of meters. They followed the guards' footsteps and sneaked into one of the interrogation rooms.
The current travels through every corner of the room, and gradually, an electric field is generated from nothing, generating a magnetic field, and then the entire room is gathered into it.
Ye Wenxuan's eyes were slightly stunned, and the scene in the other room gradually emerged in the brain.
The investigators inside are not Rhodes, but two younger whites.
On the other side is Harlan York.
This person Ye Wenxuan did not deal with it. He is an old member and was recommended by the Turkish government. He is unsociable and not very gregarious.
Under the cover of the magnetic field, several people's voices were introduced into Ye Wenxuan's ear, slightly distorted.
Investigator: "Where have you been to the day of July 4th, who have you met?"
Harlan was expressionless and did not speak.
Investigator: "Harlan, you have to know that only by working with us can you clean up the suspect as soon as possible."
Harlan’s eyes turned to him:
Working with the work?

Investigator: "Yes..."
Harlan: "To cooperate with you, I want to be a humanoid computer, to help you remember all the people I have met in the past month, and all the things they have done, including eating, fighting, and farting."
"Then, then you record them in your interrogation file, pretending that you have watched these monitors and took all the details of my hard work and memories to yourself?"
The investigator spoke, one finger to the top: "There are monitors here, how can I do this!"
Harlan sneered: "Hey, that stuff is no longer lit up half an hour ago. Isn't your person shut it down?"
The investigators are a little embarrassed: "You-"
Harlan looked at him with a pair of dead fish eyes: "I have only been to the office area and training room this month. I am in the dormitory at other times. You know that I have no problem, but you want to play some cleverness and take my shortcut."
He snorted: "Stupid."
Ye Wenxuan suddenly thought of the ability of Harlan York, Lucia once mentioned with him.
Harlan York, he has a super memory and can remember everything he has experienced. Just give him a date, he can recall all the big and small things that happened that day, even including what he thought at the time, and the performance and dialogue of the passers-by around.
This is incredible, and the super memory has enabled Harlan to have been studied by neuroscientists since he was 9 years old. Of course, these studies are within safe limits and have been approved by Harlan himself and his guardians.
Ye Wenxuan doesn't know if this is an ability, but the people in the anti-terrorist coalition don't care about it. No colleague expresses surprise and admiration for this special ability that is super capable. Instead, Harlan does not speak every time. How to listen, many people even slightly resent him.
At this moment, Ye Wenxuan, through his super powers, saw a haunting talent of Harlan.
The current exited the room like a flood, and Ye Wenxuan stopped paying attention to Harlan, commanding his little "touchers" and invading another interrogation room next door.
This time he saw Joey Zakli, a doctor of science and engineering that Zheng Xingguo had noticed.
Joyce is struggling to remember: "I have to think about it... I have been thinking about various physical formulas all the time. When I was on the 4th... oh, it seems to have been in the lab..."
Investigator: "So what about the 5th?"
Joyce: "I think I am still in the lab..."
The investigator wrote a few words: "No. 6?"
Joyce: "...lab?"
The investigator did not write this time, she looked up: "Dr. Joyce, do you remember what you did yesterday?" After that, she added: "Except in the lab."
Joyce thought for a long time: "I... get up in the room and walk up to the lab. Then the work is over and walk up the passage back to the dormitory."
Investigator: "..."
Ye Wenxuan: "..."
Joyce saw that her expression was not very good, some shy, and cautiously said: "Sorry, I am not very good at everyday life. Usually Arthur is taking care of me."
The investigator was powerless: "I have found it."
Ye Wenxuan felt like a layer of cold dog food on his face, while he missed the days of slapping a single dog with Xing Yuan, and silently removed the magnetic field.
In the third room, Emily, the girl squatted her legs on the table, and the two investigators who could be her dad on the opposite side of the tube smoked.
The investigator was helpless: "Ms. Please put your legs down and your underwear is exposed."
Emily: "Uncle, is my underwear color good? This time I can smoke it."
Investigator: "Sorry, no."
In the fourth interrogation room, Arthur was honestly telling his investigators what he had done.
"Get up early and go to Dumps for morning exercise, buy breakfast, call Joyce to get up, give him breakfast, send him to the lab, then I can go back to the office." Arthur seriously recalled: "Sometimes go In the training room, if I don't send a task to Dulce, I have to exercise physical fitness, be familiar with all kinds of firearms, look for the feel... Then buy food at noon, buy one more and give it to Joyce... Get Joyce out for dinner at night, send him Go back to the house..."
Investigator: "...continue."
Ye Wenxuan: "..." is another dog food, hehe.
In the fifth interrogation room, Victor Heyman was saying goodbye to the two investigators who asked him.
The Turk and Ye Wenxuan are the latest batch of people who entered the core group of the alliance. When they finished the assessment, the two scored similarly, so Ye Wenxuan still remembered him.
After all, one is the last to the bottom, and the other is the third to last.
Although Victor is a man, like Ye Wenxuan, he has a long hair. But he always wears his hair and doesn't remember to clean them up, which makes him look a little greasy, and not many people like to deal with such people.
He usually has no sense of existence in the group, is a simulated portrait artist.
Through the field of magnetic fields, Ye Wenxuan saw him watch the investigators leave, and then, like himself, lay on a folding bed in the corner.
There is nothing wrong with this, and there are two monitors on the top of the head watching it.
Ye Wenxuan controls the current and instantly enters the next room.
Inside, he was quite familiar. It was the meeting sitting on the left hand side yesterday, and his face was melancholy and he sang his French police officer Otis.
Ye Wenxuan looked at Otis and held back the bottom of his foot without extending the "tentacles".
Then I was ready to leave and leave.
At this moment, there seems to be some change in the magnetic field.
He breathed a stagnation, and the current re-rushed into the room, spreading in all directions, and the interrogation room was firmly hung in the center.
Through the field of absolute magnetic fields, Ye Wenxuan clearly felt that there was one more person in this interrogation room.
Otis sat facing the door, opposite him as an investigator and his assistant.
The electrons move regularly in the air. Ye Wenxuan perceives everything inside the house. He "sees" a man sitting cross-legged on the table and is looking down at the investigator's assistant to write the record.
The other three people did not know anything about it.
His heart jerked and a thought came out of his mind.
stranger?
The person sitting cross-legged turned a blind eye to the electric charge in the air.
Ye Wenxuan was so daring that he was afraid of being traced by the same kind of suspected abilities. The electric charge in the magnetic field slowly moved, depicting the "invisible man" that Otis and the investigators could not see.
His eyebrows jumped and jumped, and hundreds of thousands of currents came out of the body, instantly covering the entire building.
In the nearby buildings, all the communication equipments experienced a short-term failure, and then resumed within two seconds.
The electric field completely controlled the whole building at a certain moment. They quickly searched for the target. After locking the abnormal human beings in the biological field, they quickly withdrew like a tide. Ye Wenxuan only left a "tentacles" and stopped at the underground. In front of a trial room on the third floor.
Micro electric field generation.
Magnetic field generation.
Everything in the room was in his eyes.
The taciturn Turkish man was still lying on the bed, his back to the door, his head on his elbow, and his eyes closed and fell asleep.