Haley, however, felt that when he touched her cheek, it didn't feel like a caress, but more like … a test?
In fact, Luke was indeed testing the feel of her skin.
This was the symbiotic body's first "hand" to change her physique. It was definitely the real deal.
Now that he was familiar with her, he wouldn't be able to do anything to her, much less treat her as a test subject.
Thus, Luke simply took advantage of the fact that he wasn't familiar with the female doctor to obtain all the data he needed.
In any case, he had already given her the symbiotic body and a high-paying "job." There was no need to waste it.
Sitting down, Luke went straight to the point. "Pack up and let's go."
Haley perked up. "Where to?"
Luke said, "New York."
Haley: (⊙? ⊙)?
Very soon, the female doctor packed up in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the two of them boarded a plane to New York.
Luke brought Haley back to say goodbye to her sister, Margaret.
After that, Haley would enter work mode and wouldn't have much time to miss her family.
Although he hadn't paid for the last commission, Luke was used to finishing what he had started. Haley had to finish this farewell personally.
Returning to her old home, Haley's thoughts churned. New York was the Bat Squad's "territory." Was he telling her that he wasn't afraid of the Bat Squad?
That was indeed Luke's plan.
After Simon was beaten up once and didn't dare show his face again, the mental control he had over Haley weakened significantly.
That was because this woman only worshipped the strong.
Winning or losing was one thing, but not having the courage to face the enemy went against her instinct to worship the strong.
And the biggest taboo in mental control was to go against instinct.
Curve control was the most effective way to circumvent a person's instincts.
But this wasn't Simon's oversight. He didn't take Haley seriously at all.
She was just a tool that could be used. Simon had always been by her side, and could strengthen his mental control at any time. There was no need for him to do anything too troublesome.
Besides, no matter what Simon did after the symbiosis, it would be a waste of effort.
In that sense, there was nothing wrong with what he had done.
In order to circumvent Simon's control, Luke had used curve control.
Combined with the impact of all the news about Joker, Haley had successfully turned "Joker is strong, so he's worthy of worship" into her true worldview.
Extreme Pain could only affect false thoughts formed by mental control.
Of course, mental immunity was ineffective against the Host's own worldview.
This was just like a foodie's thought of "delicacies can't be let down". Even after being in a symbiotic relationship, one would still like to eat.
As for a person who didn't have a preference for food, even if he became a foodie under mind control, he would return to his normal eating habits after symbiosis.
Luke, on the other hand, bypassed the threshold of "liking to eat" and set up "eating more of the delicacies you like."
This was no longer a question of "liking to eat", but a question of "liking".
Haley obviously liked excitement and adventure. She liked the unknown and mystery even more.
In this regard, Simon's style was far inferior to Joker's.
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He did not care about a tool that was completely controlled. Haley knew a lot of information about him.
Luke, on the other hand, had been thinking about hiding his true self from the beginning, so he wouldn't reveal anything to Haley. It would be more interesting for her to guess on her own.
Between the two of them, it was obvious who was more mysterious.
This feeling was even more obvious when he and Joker openly entered Margaret's high-class apartment.
After a night of heart-to-heart talk, Joker openly left with Haley the next morning, proving his strength once again.
To be able to roam freely in the Bat Squad's nest for a night without being found was strength.
On the way here, Joker had warned her not to come to New York alone, or he would have to save her if she was caught.
He had pointed out more than twenty surveillance cameras in the area and told her who they belonged to, which surprised Haley.
She had never known that New York, which she had lived in for more than ten years, had such a side.
Most people in this city lived in a daze under pairs of eyes. They had no idea that their lives were completely under someone's control and could be flipped through at any time.
If Luke knew what she was thinking, he would only laugh out loud.
The female doctor was still as naive as ever. She didn't understand that Luke's real eyes were the smartphones that everyone would need in the future.
No matter how mysterious the big boss was, if he didn't use a phone, his subordinates would.
Even if the middle-level executives were cautious, the people at the bottom couldn't live without their phones.
Unless they were existences like the Zetaris or the Asgardians, who had broken away from Earth's society.
Everyone else would eventually live in the online world of smartphones, and would have to accept it either actively or passively. There was nowhere to run.
Luke's problem now wasn't that he didn't have enough information, but that he wasn't very efficient at confirming the authenticity of the information.
There was too much information online, and there were even more keyboard warriors who had nothing better to do than talk nonsense online all day long.
On average, Ah Fu could filter out more than a hundred "highly suspicious clues" about extraordinary events every day.
There were tens of thousands of such pieces of intelligence every day, most of which were deliberately fake news that Ah Fu had already filtered out in advance.
As for the remaining highly suspicious pieces of information, nobody could tell if they were real or fake until they were investigated in person.
In New York, there were an average of three to five "highly suspicious clues" created by the Bat Squad every day.
After all, in the safety rules that Luke had set himself, stealth was a basic operation.
A lot of passersby and hooligans liked to post on their WeChat moments, saying that they had run into ghosts or strange monsters.
Thus, Luke needed Eddie, who worked for PDD, and Haley.
Not to mention the fact that there were only two of them, even if there were twenty more temporary workers of the same strength, the investigation wouldn't be as fast as the growth.
That was how S.H.I.E.L.D.'s hundreds of thousands of employees around the world expanded step by step.
Thankfully, Luke wasn't an official, and it wasn't like he hadn't thought about taking care of all the supernatural incidents.
The Righteous Alliance's motto was to work steadily and eat as much as they could.
With two more mouths, Eddie and Haley would just be two more mouths to eat.
They couldn't be greedy, or the collapse of S.H.I.E.L.D. would serve as a warning.
…
After the farewell ceremony in New York with Haley, Luke set off with her.
The female doctor was a rookie, and she was relying on a not-very-well-behaved symbiote, so he had to mentor her.
Speaking of which, he hadn't mentored many times.
Strictly speaking, the only "rookie" he had ever mentored was Selina.
But that was a "foundation," which Haley couldn't compare to.
There was no way he could spend a few years mentoring a half-villain. Simple and straightforward was the main theme of mentoring the rookie female doctor this time.
They flew back to Los Angeles in the morning, and arrived at 1120 Westchester Road in the Wever neighborhood at night.
Looking at the dark, luxurious villa, Haley felt a little strange. "Are there superhumans here?"
Luke turned around and gave her a big smile. "Trust me, the problems here definitely won't be a problem for you."
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