Chapter 763 Backtracking

"It's almost time." Yun Jie looked at the sky, and then the figure disappeared silently into the air.

Bai Mo then left the cafe.

After they left, the cups they drank from returned to a brand new state as if they were traveling back in time, floating back to the backstage kitchen consciously.

No one thought anything was wrong, except for a certain cat who had been sleeping.

It has already completed its demonization. In addition to having innate spells, its intelligence is already like that of ordinary people, so it can detect something a little wrong.

Instinctively, it went to the kitchen to get the two cups.

There were people moving around in the kitchen, all the waiters who couldn't stop working.

The big cat carefully avoided them and moved forward.

To be honest, it doesn't like the environment in the back kitchen of the cafe. There are hot liquids everywhere, which can easily hurt itself, but there is no way. The cat can only go once for those two cups.

"Fortunately, it didn't go into the dishwasher."

It didn't take much effort to find the location of the two cups.

In the eyes of ordinary people, these two cups look no different from other cups. They are both industrialized products of the same style. But to it, a special kind of spiritual light shrouding the cups is like a guiding light. .

Just as it twisted its body, jumped up on the table nimbly, and was about to stretch out its claws to take away the two cups...

"Tom!!!"

"Tom!!!"

"Come and catch the mice!!!"

Screams came from the storage room.

A strong woman wearing a maid uniform and carrying a broom ran out with a slightly frightened expression, shouting for Tom as she ran.

Tom is the name given to the big cat by the maids, and the strong woman is the director of the maid cafe.

She had nothing to do today and planned to go into the storage room to clean up. As soon as she opened the door, she saw a rat eating.

The mouse glanced at the maid, then immediately dropped the food, slipped under her skirt, and disappeared through the door of the storage room, leaving her stunned.

Seeing this, the big cat had no choice but to temporarily put down the two cups he was holding and ran in the direction of the sound.

The Federation has extremely strict restrictions on animals becoming spirits. Once a monster is found to have awakened on its own, except for a very lucky few who are adopted as spiritual pets by big figures, the rest will be captured and sent to concentration camps to undergo a long period of humanized brainwashing and enslavement education.

Life in the concentration camp was not easy, and no monster with a little information would even think of entering.

They would rather hide in remote corners that are difficult to reach by federal extraordinary people, and survive in anonymity, no different from stowaways.

Tom is one of them.

All this time, it was just pretending to be a slightly smarter cat, sitting in a cafe eating and waiting to die.

If the fact that he has become a sperm is exposed, it is likely to attract investigators who want to forcibly "contain" him.

"That idiot rat was actually discovered by the head maid after eating it secretly. He is so stupid."

The mouse is another adult monster hidden in this coffee shop. It has had some dealings with Tom before, and the two beasts even agreed on some rules.

There is always river water on both sides.

Jogging along, Tom came to the head maid and walked around her pillar-like thighs several times casually.

Of course the mice had long since disappeared without a trace.

"Useless guy!" Looking at the big cat who was late and only knew how to show off, the head maid cursed a few words, closed the door of the storage room, and returned to the front desk.

Although Tom could understand her words, he couldn't refute it, even if it could kill this human with just one paw.

Now, unlike a few decades ago, the federal police have long been equipped with a crime-solving artifact - space retrieval.

In all murder cases and major cases, as long as the police carry the psychic instrument of "Zunkong Recall", they can reconstruct most of what happened at the crime scene.

In disguise, it is equivalent to a ubiquitous surveillance camera, but the longer you look back, the greater the consumption.

Generally, the space traceback equipment equipped by local police stations can trace back what happened within a month, and it is limited to the city.

If you want to look back on what happened within six months, you need to apply to a provincial unit.

Currently, technically, the upper limit of space-traveling time is about one year, and such a high-precision instrument can only be applied for in the capital Marinchoia.

New technologies can easily be exploited to do bad things.

Backtracking is no exception.

From the lowest level of voyeurism, using backtracking technology to recreate the environment of bathrooms and bathhouses, and acting as a muffled pervert, to advanced espionage work, using backtracking to recreate the scene where a confidential figure enters a password, and steal important password information.

Many special abilities and technologies in the era of psychic energy can be broken by some people with great imagination.

Where there is a spear, there is a shield. Scientists have long discovered that strong psychic reactions will greatly interfere with the effect of retrospection. Therefore, some experienced criminals will use a psychic bomb to completely destroy the scene immediately after committing the crime.

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Tom obviously didn't understand this. He only knew that he could reappear in space and that if he was to be found out by this device that he was a murderer, he would have to chase the investigator to the ends of the earth.

For "containing" a monster like Tom, the federation can give a reward of 200,000 to 300,000 federal dollars. This amount is enough for a family of three to live in a big city in the federation for a year.

Of course, the acquisition cost of 20,000 to 300,000 yuan is actually nothing in this monster brainwashing and selling industry chain run by the Federation. The official price of a second-level monster bodyguard that has undergone thorough loyalty education is in the tens of millions at least.

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"This fat woman is not a big deal, she's just trying to kill your sister." Tom cursed and left, preparing to return to the kitchen and take away his own adventure.

After hundreds of years of hard work, no matter it is the Federation or the White Land, from humans to demons, from immortals to mortals, there is only one official language left - Common Language.

This kind of thing that mixes multiple language families has become a bridge for everyone to communicate, including monsters. Because their social structure is too loose, they have no time to develop their own language, so they directly learn to use human language. There is no doubt that It is the lowest cost approach.

"Die-old-rat! Put it down!!!"

When he walked back to the kitchen on catwalk, the scene before him made Tom angry.

This reckless guy actually wants to take away the cup that belongs to him!

It was a coincidence that the mouse was eating quietly in the storage room and didn't even notice the two gods coming outside.

If it hadn't been frightened away by the head maid, and rushed to the kitchen in a panic to escape from the sewer, it wouldn't have discovered those two things that were shining with psychic light, and they were not ordinary things at first glance.