It wasn't until the fuel was about to run out that Zhang San finally controlled the pole and throttle in front of him to land the glider on the ground.
After putting away this huge toy that was so cool, Zhang San, who looked very happy, took out his bicycle and rode back towards the town.
In a video store.
Moon once again received a call from Amanda Waller. Waller on the other end said that there was not much time left for them:
"The FBI's investigation scope is very close to Evergreen. I can only delay them for four days."
Perhaps because Senator Goff and the factory that packaged and transported food were destroyed, the remaining butterflies became nervous.
Parasitized dignitaries in various positions began to put pressure on the FBI. They asked the director of the FBI to find the suspects who did these things as quickly as possible.
Waller knew the news, and she had tried her best to lead the FBI's clues in the opposite direction to Evergreen.
But this only buys four days. The FBI people are not fools, and sooner or later they will find out that the problem lies with Evergreen.
well…
Moon sighed. He had asked John and others to check the location of the cows, but the problem was that it took time!
"I see."
After hastily hanging up the phone, Moon looked at the people in the hall who were operating computers and flipping through documents.
"Why don't you try interrogating the elf above? I think he still has something he hasn't said."
Harcourt came over and gave him a suggestion.
It's impossible for a judo master who can hang out with the butterfly leader to know just that little bit.
Moon thought about it carefully, then he looked at Harcourt seriously and asked, "Do you have the phone numbers of those motorcycle riders?"
"Is there a possibility that we have other interrogation methods?"
It was so unbearable that Harcourt turned around and walked upstairs speechlessly. She wanted to find the cow in her own way.
When she arrived in the room, she first patted the face of the listless judo master on the recliner, and then asked, "Where are the cows?"
The judo master opened his eyes weakly and looked at her for a moment, then closed his eyes and rested.
Seeing how he treated her like this, Harcourt stopped asking questions. She walked out of the video store and came back a while later with a bag of things.
The sound of rubbing a plastic bag sounded, and the judo master who was very sensitive to this turned his head and looked to the side.
Harcourt, who had left before, was now holding a bag of his favorite Cheetos corn on the cob, and in slow motion, as if provocative, he reached out and took one out of the bag, put it in his mouth and gently bit it...
"Wow! This thing is so delicious, hmm~"
Click, click, click...
Gudong…
The judo master, who had not eaten Cheetos on the Cob for several days, swallowed his saliva. He longed for this snack as much as a person must drink water.
"Oh my god, this is delicious."
Harcourt was not in a hurry. After finishing one bag, she took another bag from the side and ate it.
The sound of clicking, clicking, clicking was like beautiful music from heaven. The judo master who kept swallowing his saliva was losing his mental defense.
Seeing that it was almost done, the bad woman waved a freshly torn bag of Cheetos corn cobs in front of the judo master:
"Want to eat?"
Seeing him hurriedly closing his eyes as if to avoid a monster, the bad woman smiled and took out a corn cob from the bag and placed it on the judo master's belly.
Then she left the room with the unopened Cheetos on the cob and the unpacked Cheetos in her hand.
Bang…
When he heard the door being closed, the judo master who had just closed his eyes and pretended to be dead immediately looked at the corn cob that the other party placed on his stomach.
The long-lost fragrance kept flowing into his nose, and the judo master, who had long been thirsty for it, breathed in again and again.
Suddenly, the muscles controlling his abdomen jerked, and the corn cob lying on it flew towards his face.
The judo master did not dare to be distracted and tried hard to raise his head and open his mouth to catch the flying corn cob.
Click!
Unfortunately, this bit the air.
The corn cob rubbed his cheek and fell to the ground. The judo master wanted to stick out his tongue and lick the remaining spice on his face, but unfortunately he couldn't reach it...
He was desperate, lying on the chair frustrated and completely losing motivation.
I don’t know how long it took, but the familiar sound of plastic packaging bags sounded in the room again.
"The butterflies are finished. You can eat as many Cheetos as you want as long as you tell me where the cows are."
"I won't say it, because they are hope and the future..."
Harcourt's hand holding the corncob paused. She wanted to know why this fool believed so much in Butterfly's theory.
In order to make human beings better, they occupy the bodies of politicians and control various departments?
Give me a break!
If the butterflies were true, they wouldn't be in the minds of Senator Goff's wife and children.
“You know, I actually like reading comics, especially superhero comics.
When those humans in your mouth occupy the body of a child in the future, guess what I thought of?
These damn aliens are pretending to be humans and trying to become us and deceive other humans, this is Secret Invasion! "
With an angry tone, Harcourt took out a large handful of Cheetos and stuffed them into the judo master's mouth:
"Here you go! You stupid thing!!!"
Bang!
Harcourt left angrily. She was the one who really wanted to destroy the butterflies because she was unhappy with what these despicable alien creatures had done.
It is clear that butterflies want to occupy the earth and make humans their slaves, but they still pretend to be considerate of humans.
How disgusting!
"..."
The judo master who was tied to the recliner didn't know what was wrong. Even though his mouth was stuffed with his favorite snacks, he was in no mood to eat them.
(When those humans in your mouth occupy the body of a child in the future, guess what I thought of?)
(These damn aliens are pretending to be humans and trying to become us and deceive other humans, this is Secret Invasion!)
Harcourt's words circulated in his mind over and over again. He looked at the ceiling and silently thought about everything that had happened from the beginning to now.
Do butterflies really want to help humans...?
Downstairs, Moon and the others saw an angry Harcourt.
Seeing the remains of Cheetos corn cobs in her palm, Moon seemed to understand something and said:
"I'd better call Zhang San over."
"No, that fool will tell us the location of the cows later."
After taking a few deep breaths, Harcourt seemed to have calmed down and took out a few pieces of paper from the table and wiped his hands.
"Are you okay?" Liotta asked concerned.
"I was just pissed off by a fool, I'm fine."
After her expression returned to normal, she found a seat and sat down, and the four of them just waited.
