Son of the Tower

Chapter 310
At the gate of the cinema, Mars stood alone.

Wow, the 1.8m 1.3 guy on the ID card doesn't match the actual [-]m [-] guy. All the girls went in, but he didn't.

When I called my mentor, the laughter on the other side didn't stop, and finally I gave Mars a suggestion - go to the Beijing Headquarters to get a new ID card.

If I had known that the old man Ximen was here, I would have asked him to do such a favor.

Mars thought of this, hung up the phone with Nie, told her where he was going, and then the leopard laughter on the phone didn't stop.

Damn, this is my poor consideration.

Walking on the road with his legs, Mars took a picture of his temperature tolerance. The more than 40 degrees autumn in the afternoon made the leopard uncomfortable for the tiger.

When I arrived at the North Headquarters, Mars looked at the service counter and felt numb—how can we let these policemen know who I am and give my name?

Try it, don't know if these guys have seen that interview.

Then halfway through the queue, I saw a few tiger police officers dragging a dozen or so drunk lunatics in. One of them twisted his nose when passing by and wanted to wipe Mars's wide trouser legs.

Mars couldn't see, and with a little control, this guy stuffed his hand into his mouth.The psychic energy controlled him until he was far away, and Mars let go of the control, and then saw this guy vomit all over the floor.

The citizen in front of Mars is an old lady. She said at the counter that her neighbor is a freak of Yishui, who is still tinkering with things in the middle of the night. Mr. Police must go and see.

After calling the police, the old lady left.

Mars stood in front of the counter, and heard the argali girls inside discussing the old lady's situation. One of them said that the police had visited the door seven times. Why are the foreigners in her family still awake? Because they are online game agents.

Online game play?

Mars was at a loss, but that didn't mean Mars didn't know—after all, online game apprentices were also playing, from the most basic computer online games to the brain-helmet games that were said to be still being tested.

"Little guy, what are you going to do?" An argali saw Mars, and it seemed that he didn't recognize the little natural enemy in front of him.

"Come to apply for a replacement ID card." Mars said while putting his ID card on the counter.

A bold Argali girl picked up Mars' ID card: "Mars House... you?"

Mars groaned.

The argali girls laughed together, and the cheerful atmosphere attracted an old rabbit lady. She saw Mars who was about to explode outside the counter: "Your Excellency, Mars House, from the tower?"

"Yes." Mars was a little surprised, this guy recognized him at a glance.

"Great, my granddaughter is in the tower, she just told me this morning that their chief shrunk and turned into a really cute boy, I saw you on TV and I have to say, you really are A good man." The old lady smiled and took the ID card from the juniors, and then drove away the stunned juniors.

She sat on the chair, and several automatic machines immediately surrounded her: "Please verify your palm print."

"No problem." After speaking, Mars put his little hand on top of the small four-legged machine.

"Hmm... It's the same as the first palm print several years ago, except for a little difference in size. Your Excellency, Mars, it really is you." The old lady began to press the communication machine that came over as she spoke: "This is Beibei. Headquarters, pick up the tower for me, I need to confirm whether the child who came to my office to apply for a new ID card is really Chief Mars."

This is also a necessary process, and of course Mars won't mind.

Then soon the tutor's voice appeared: "Mars, ouch."

Mars groaned.

"It's my child's voiceprint, that's right, thank you for your hard work, ma'am." The tutor gave a confirmation opinion with a smile.

"Okay, His Majesty the Sage personally confirmed it, and there is no mistake." The old lady took three photos of Mars with Polaroids of different sizes, and then filed the big one and put the small one as a template for the new certificate. into the machine.

She and Mars were moved horizontally to the empty counter by the automatic conveyor belt that started to work under their feet.

"We need to wait for 10 minutes." The old lady explained with a smile.

Mars nodded, and had no objection, after all, it wasn't that there were no other citizens behind him who needed to serve.

At this time, those argali girls who had free hands had already surrounded the old lady. They seemed to respond to Mars's cuteness with actions.

When Mars got his ID card, even Superintendent Lin heard about it, and she took a look at Mars Yile: "My daughter is almost taller than you, Chief Your Excellency."

Mars rolled his eyes, feeling that this elf is really a leader in the world of which pot can't be opened and carried.

Of course, the lady gave Mars a bottle of milk tea and sent Mars out of the gate.

"Where's your old man Ximen?" Mars asked curiously.

"Of course there is work to do." Superintendent Lin replied with a smile.

Well, it does seem to be a very important job, even Mars has to hide it.

But that's okay, after all, walls have ears in this world, maybe someone here just happens to hear what they say.

Mars reached out to shake Inspector Lin's hand: "I'll go first, Mrs. Lin, tell the old man, I like the cake very much."

"He also said that, saying that you must like the cake he gave you so much that you would bring it on the show." Superintendent Lin replied with a smile.

Mars smiled knowingly, then trotted down the steps, saying goodbye to the lady who was still standing there to see him off.

After walking for a while, Mars looked at the sports car that stopped in front of him, and Meng Zou was sitting in it: "Hey, let's have some fun, my dad said there is a job in District 29, someone is missing, where the human body signal last appeared Over at the Triple Mansion, there's a team of omnics that'll be there before us."

"Okay." Mars jumped into the back seat of his convertible sports car. Meng Zou is much more reliable as an AI driver than he is now.

"Here is the mission briefing, you can take a look first." Meng Zou handed over a tablet.

Mars flipped.

The target person is Jian Anran, a loyal son of the South Headquarters. He is 19 years old this year. His father died in the mission, but he took over his father's work and finally completed everything. All in jail.

But he disappeared near the Sanchong Building today, and the signal generator on his arm was found in the trash can of the Sanchong Building. Considering that he might have been taken away by someone who took revenge, in order to ensure that Jane could survive safely, Nan While the headquarters sent spies, they turned to Gaota for help.

Mars thought of Chris Wall, and wondered if he was doing well recently.

But this matter is not urgent, the problem now is that someone is looking for death.

Mars has his heart set on it.

(End of this chapter)