
They melted one by one, after being exposed to advanced weapons belonging to As Kriting that valuable. Modern weapons, this time very useful. It has been found to be useful, can help relieve work, and can do it in other types.
“It turns out everything is a clone of that one. And made in an advanced laboratory.“ Make everything twin. It's like a hundred-twin Kaura. He's just from one lump of meat. Born out of anger. That explode. Bubble over. And out of anger that raises various anger. Twins. All from one. Same time. Same origin. The pieces made are the same. Only the shape and appearance are different. Also his devotion as well as his subsequent fate distinguish. But his death was the same, by one man. Which describes them as actually one flesh only.
“So well.“
“I saw it myself,“ is obviously a newly returned detective. He told me everything in the enemy's house. How all the strangeness really adorns the whole.
“Leave one that tired it.“
It was seen that the man was so sick, due to being hit by powerful weapons, both from As Kriting and seven other detectives. Something such a heavy burden. Overreaching. Until he's powerless. But it is also a more powerful ability. Compared to what an ordinary man should accept. Maybe another human has been blown apart, but he's not. Signifying his strength was indeed extraordinary. How not, the weapons that hit it are so powerful, powerful and modern that is intended to maintain the security and order of its owner.
“See there is still.“
“True.“
“We blow him up too.“
“Ayo.“
They started to launch attacks at him. Gunshots, and battery stone throws were also aimed at him. All for the victory. Afraid that one will also do recklessly. Against the siege of the heroes this time the uforia saw the victory that was in front of the inner eye.
“Shortly! Enough!“
“She asked to stop..“ the detectives were silent. Nobody's moving. Just confused as felt. Weapons ready to fire, now cut off. But everyone still remains vigilant. Facing all possibilities if the enemy speaks another. Who suddenly did his manauver demeanor. The one who asked to stop but next attacked when everyone was careless. That's what's worried about. Therefore vigilance needs to always be maintained, so that bad things do not happen.
“Yes we have not hit it, exactly,” said a detective while still throwing sharp pebbles.
He's the real one. DNA as well as all the magic is passed down to its twin, which is very large in number. With in clones, using the most advanced techniques. So as to produce a similar figure in that number.
“You apparently.“
“Iya, my friend boss first it.“
Apparently he was the masked hero of the enemy, armed with the magic lightning, one of the owners of the foundation who was given the wealth of the millionaire to manage.
“We only help foundation.“
“Support?“
“There's a fair amount of income. Make cash and other daily necessities.“
Some of the furniture that is considered obsolete in the mansion belongs to the great philanthropist, they sell as income for the daily activities of the foundation. Used newspapers, including those that have not been read, but have expired, and those that come to the korean. Including the mummy. Because the box is very good and worth up to quite expensive if it reaches the auction hall and makes a lot of money coffers.
“But we were surprised.“
“Because of that?“
“True. Something is wrong with our actions. “