All gods become gods

"Go ahead!" Bradley sneered, "What the hell are you here for?"

"It's nothing, soy sauce..." Zhou Yi sat on the sofa unceremoniously, shook his hands, took out a deck of playing cards, cut and shuffled them, and looked around, "Where's Kaitrina?"

"I told her to take the car in for repairs," Bradley said.

"Huh?" Zhou Yi paused, "Are you sure?"

"What's wrong?" Bradley asked.

"Did you take what I said as a joke?" Zhou Yi raised his forehead, "She just rear-ended a car before she started!"

……

At the same time, in the Las Vegas Police Department, Dylan and Alma are planning to interrogate Daniel and others who are locked in the interrogation room.

but……

Although Dylan has skills, he is an actor.

After all, it was all planned by him.

As for Alma, Fuller and others other than Dylan...

"Dylan," Fuller said, stopping Dylan as he tried to enter the interrogation room where Merritt was being held, "according to all relevant records, idealism has never been proven true."

"...So?" Dylan frowned, "What do you want to say?"

"That's to say...it's not science, it's just conjecture, it's more entertainment, you know..."

"...Okay." Dylan continued to walk into the room.

"Anyway!" Fuller stopped Dylan again excitedly, "No matter what this guy said, just don't believe it!"

"Okay." Dylan pushed Fuller away, opened the door of the interrogation room and walked in.

"Please allow me to offer my sincere apologies to Mr. Fuller. I never meant, never meant to say the words 'Special Tuesday'..." Merritt started talking as soon as Dylan opened the door and walked in.

"Special Tuesday?" Dylan looked into the one-way mirror and saw only himself.

This kind of one-way mirror in the interrogation room means that the outside can see the inside but the inside cannot see the outside. However, just now, when Dylan walked outside, Merritt directly cast his gaze over, meeting his gaze!

Of course, Dylan knew why Merritt knew, but he was an old actor, and at this moment, he was playing his role perfectly-a reluctant FBI agent who was ordered to investigate this matter. It's not someone who pretends to be a member of the Sky Eye Society and issues false missions.

"Yeah, some little flirting with Agent Fuller and his wife...Let's get that word out of the way, I'm more curious if every FBI agent has a story about men wearing skirts This tradition?" Merritt asked earnestly, seemingly curiously.

"..." Dylan looked to the left, and suddenly felt that his eyes seemed to have penetrated the one-way mirror, and saw Fuller who was covering his face and sighing outside.

Good boy, I didn't expect you, a big bald man, to have such a hobby!

The interrogation was of course fruitless.

Dylan is an actor, and Alma is just a little curious about all of this, but she simply can't ask other questions, but it is very likely that she will be tricked out of other information.

In the end, according to the regulations, and because of the pressure from Arthur's gold medal lawyer team, they had no choice but to let Daniel and others go.

Although Fuller was pointed out by Merritt about wearing a skirt, but because Dylan did not tell the matter, Fuller quickly entered the working state.

Men, what's wrong with being a bit perverted?

Thinking of this, Fuller immediately calmed down.

"The guest was hypnotized the whole time, and almost half of the people in the venue were also hypnotized. After I reorganized all the audience lists, I found a very important person! He should have filmed the entire performance!" Fuller said excitedly.

"Who?" Dylan asked.

"Bradley," Fuller said mysteriously, with an expectant smile on his face.

He was already looking forward to the award from Dylan.

but--

"..." Dylan was silent for a long time and shrugged.

Who are you talking about?

Of course, Dylan actually knew about it. After all, Bradley was one of his main targets in this operation, but as an actor, how could he reveal such obvious flaws?

Dylan thought to himself, still looking puzzled.

"Bradley, a magic revealer!" Fuller explained helplessly, "He specializes in deciphering the process of magic on TV programs and DVDs sold in order to make profits. He is the most famous magician in the magic world." Magic Revealer!"

"If that's the case, what are you waiting for?" Dylan said, "Call him, I want to see him."

"I called, and I made an appointment for you to talk for an hour!" Fuller said.

"Appointment? If he doesn't explain clearly to me today, I will let him enter the interrogation room instead of those who just left!"

No.17 Vinegar Black Garlic Mango Juice

Soon, Dylan and Alma came to Bradley's office together.

Caitrina had to study magic with Zhou Yi this year, so, naturally, she couldn't play as Bradley's assistant anymore, so Bradley hired another one.

It's just that, now, since she was just rescued from the way to repair the car, she made a temporary guest appearance.

Led by Kaitrina, Dylan and Alma entered Bradley's office.

"Do you want some wine?" Bradley has now revised his questioning steps, no longer "do you want something to drink", but directly said the wine.

Obviously, he was afraid to hear something strange like "spiced carrot and coriander juice".

"No, sir, thank you, we are working." Dylan, who was sitting on the single sofa, said "Kutuwalu".

"I want to." Alma, who was sitting on another loveseat, said that she had no intention of giving Dylan any face.

"Okay..." Bradley breathed a sigh of relief.

Anyway, there are still people who are willing to take the bait and let me pretend!

Bradley picked up the glass of transparent liquid in front of him with his right hand, and was about to use the red edible dye hidden in his hand to turn it red...

"I heard that there are guests? Why don't we have something else to drink?" Zhou Yi pushed the door open, and he was not polite, and went directly to the sofa and sat down - next to Elma,

Alma looked at Zhou Yi's face, her eyes lit up, and her spirit, which had not closed her eyes because of the [-]-hour plane ride to Las Vegas, was shaken instantly.

Just like the situation when a man sees a beautiful woman, when a woman sees a handsome guy, she will have almost the same performance.

"Why did you come in, didn't you let you go?" Bradley's face turned black instantly.

"I'm here for a drink," Zhou Yi smiled, and then he greeted Alma and Dylan, "Hello, Officer Alma, Banner... Oh, Agent Dylan, please be sure Tell me, you seldom get angry, do you?"

"Angry?" Dylan was a little puzzled, "I... usually seldom get angry."

"Well, it doesn't matter if you get angry or not, as long as you don't turn green." Zhou Yi raised his legs.

Dylan: "???"

"No drink! Go away! There's not as much spiced carrot and coriander juice as you're going to drink!" Bradley interjected.

Gan, can't you make my magic show a success?

"Don't worry, I don't want any other drinks this time," Zhou Yi first comforted Bradley, and when Bradley was doubtful, he said, "I want a glass of vinegar-flavored black garlic and mango juice!"

Everyone in the office: "???"

"Get out of here!" Bradley said violently.

"Sir, that's it," Dylan said, "I'm an FBI agent, and since you know our identities, you should also know what we're doing, so can you get out of here and don't hinder us from handling the case? "

"Of course..." Zhou Yi shook his head resolutely, "No."

"...It seems that you want to enter the FBI's interrogation room for a while in the name of obstructing official business?" Dylan narrowed his eyes slightly, took out his ID, and his words were full of threats.

"Or, do you want to put an IRS agent on duty in the interrogation room, and then have his personal tax information reviewed?" Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, and when he turned his hand, an IRS staff certificate appeared in his hand.

It has to be said that the best thing about the magic world is that even if Zhou Yi uses magic openly, it will be considered magic by others.

Of course, this point is generally invalid for those magicians who know some magic.

It's just... Zhou Yi used the storage space, not magic!

So Dylan was startled.

His current character is an FBI agent who completely despises magic. It is normal to be surprised, but Dylan knows that this time, his surprise is not deliberately pretended, but real!

Dylan didn't see Zhou Yi's tricks!

What surprised Dylan the most was far more than that - the ID of the IRS employee was what shocked Dylan the most.

Isn't this scientific?

"You know that impersonating a public official is also against the law, right?" Dylan didn't see any flaws in the certificate, but he still didn't quite believe it, so he chose to cheat Zhou Yi, wanting to try to see if Zhou Yi was a fake.

"Or, you can call to check?" Zhou Yi handed the ID to Dylan.

Dylan was silent for two seconds, took the ID from Zhou Yi's hand, turned around and went out to make a phone call.

He is going to fight Zhou Yi today!

"Are you really from the IRS?" Alma approached Zhou Yi curiously, "What are you doing here? And...you still know Mr. Bradley?"

"Of course I am," Zhou Yi nodded, but did not answer Alma's other questions, "Do you want something to drink?"

"..." The corners of Caitrina's mouth twitched slightly.

For a year, nothing happened between Zhou Yi and her, but she watched a lot of scenes where Zhou Yi teased his sister.

Therefore, she knew very well in her heart that Zhou Yi wanted to flirt with girls again.

"Hmm..." Alma thought for a while, and when she was about to say something, Zhou Yi interrupted her first.

"Let me guess, mango juice?" Zhou Yi laughed.

"How do you know?" Alma's eyes lit up.

"Of course you have been read mind..." Kaitrina shook her head secretly.

"..." Bradley on the side couldn't stand it any longer. He glanced at Katerina who was staring at Zhou Yi, and then at Zhou Yi who was flirting with a girl. He was very angry.

Actually teasing other girls in front of my daughter?

"Cough, cough, cough!" Bradley began to use the tried and tested "throat clearing" skill.

"It seems that you need to take a good rest." Zhou Yi looked at Bradley.

"I think you should leave." Tledley said with a dark face.

"Okay... Originally, I wanted to have a good chat with you," Zhou Yi said helplessly to Alma, "You need to take a good rest."

"What?" Alma was taken aback for a moment, but then felt an uncontrollable drowsiness hit her heart, and then her eyes went dark, and she fell into a coma.

"What are you doing?" Dylan, who was checking Zhou Yi's identity, pushed the door in and rushed over after seeing this scene.

"I just want Miss Alma to have a good rest. By the way, don't let her hear things that she shouldn't hear." Zhou Yi sat calmly on the spot, picked up an empty glass, shook it, and the glass Then some wine red liquid appeared.

"Would you like some wine?" Zhou Yi asked Dylan as he handed the glass from empty to half full.

"...I warn you, although you are from the IRS, you must never do anything to people from the ICPO or the FBI. This is..." Dylan still dutifully played his role as an actor.

However, Zhou Yi did not intend to cooperate with his performance.

I should cooperate with you in the performance, but I turn a blind eye~

"Okay, let's stop arguing meaninglessly, Mr. Dylan Rhodes," Zhou Yi interrupted Dylan's words, and the following sentence made Dylan and Bradley's expressions change instantly, " Or, a fake member of the Sky Eye Society?"

"What are you talking about?" Dylan frowned.

"I have to say that your acting skills are very good, but for a mind reader, do you think your pretense is useful?" Zhou Yi pointed to his eyes, "I can see anything."

"Mind reader? Do you mean someone like Merritt? Well, if that's the case, all I can say is that while his little trick is interesting, I don't think it works for me at all..."

"Really?" Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes, "Let me see... well, special Tuesday, the man in the skirt, and your father... Lionel?"

Dylan's eyes widened for a moment.

On the side, Bradley, who was watching intently, was so surprised that he stood up and said in surprise, "What?"

"How do you know??!" Dylan was shocked.

"Didn't I already answer you?" Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows and pointed to his own eyes, "I saw it."

"...Are you Lionel's son?" Bradley came to Dylan's side in surprise and looked him up and down, "It doesn't feel like it..."

Dylan: "???"

"Stay away from me!" Sensing that his father seemed to be turning green, Dylan instantly motioned Bradley to stand away, "You murderer!"

"Murderer?" Zhou Yi asked knowingly.