Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 110

Chapter 110 Wade’s Invention

The Murray family just retracted their gaze, and immediately flew towards Kellen like a knife.

The corner of Kellen’s mouth twitched: “There is no need to say this.”

Seeing that he actually admitted it, Alana was so angry that she wanted to hit someone.

She suspected that the injury on Susie’s forehead was caused by Kellen teaching her to split bricks with her head, right?

Alana looked Kellen up and down, the ‘crime boss’ was too tall.

Alana looked back tiredly. He was too tall and made her neck ache.

“Since you’re here, sit down!” Alana pointed to the sofa.

Ryan rubbed Susie’s hair and said, “Let’s chat with your dad, can you go upstairs with your brother?”

Wade took Susie by the hand: “Go, I’ll show you something very powerful!”

Susie nodded cheerfully: “Okay!” After speaking, she ran away with Wade.

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Kellen looked at the little guy running up the stairs happily, followed by a parrot that could only fly but wanted to run after him-so, he was just abandoned by his good daughter?

Kellen looked around, Craig, Alana, Martin brothers.

Take Susie away, this is the preparation for the interrogation of the year.

He could understand, Clara was their daughter after all.

If Susie was kidnapped by someone for no apparent reason, he would be more extreme than this.

Kellen sat down on the sofa, he slightly curled his lips, obviously sitting in a well-behaved manner, but still looked so rebellious.

“If you want to ask anything, just ask.”

How much interrogation has he experienced? I’m not afraid.

Everyone in the Murray family was speechless.

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Wade took Susie to his room and introduced to Susie his inventions of the past few days.

“Look at this!” Wade excitedly picked up a digital high-definition video recorder.

Susie took it over and looked at it curiously. Wade said, “I modified this video recorder to enhance the infrared night vision function. I use infrared searchlights to illuminate the target and receive reflected infrared radiation to form an image.”

If there is a ghost, maybe it can be photographed.

Susie: “Oh.” She didn’t understand anything at all.

Wade put the video recorder on the table casually, and took out a big, round thing that looked like an iron basin.

This thing is covered with a piece of cloth, which shows that Wade loves it very much.

Susie asked curiously, “Wade, what is this?”

Wade untied the straps and lifted the black cloth, revealing a big and

round iron basin..

It really is an iron basin.

“After my unremitting efforts and calculations, I found that the

relationship between the magnetic field and the devil is the closest. It took me several days to finally calculate the closest formula and write this formula on the iron basin with the magnetic field.”

Wade explained: “This iron basin looks ordinary, but I put two NdFeB magnets under it. Assuming that the magnetic charge surface density is σ, then. Two-dimensional Poisson equation.”

Susie was in a daze: “What are you talking about?”

Wade paused and thought for a while: “In layman’s terms, I think ghosts are a specific substance that can interfere with the magnetic field. The magnetic field of my iron basin is regular, but when a ghost approaches, it will change.” magnetic field.”

“The magnetic fluctuation of my pointer setting is very small, which means that the pointer is very sensitive. As long as there is a ghost nearby, the pointer will rotate quickly until it determines a certain direction.”

Susie was silent.

After thinking for a while, he struggled to understand: “Brother, isn’t this the compass?”

Wade was speechless.

petrified on the spot.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

How could there be a prototype in reality for what he spent a few days making?!

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Susie blinked, looked at Wade’s stricken look, and comforted: “You can make a compass, it’s still very good!”

Wade was speechless. don’t want to hear.

Susie said again: “Well. Brother, your iron basin is different from a compass. The compass is full of words, but brother, your iron basin is full of formulas. Formulas must be better than words!”

Wade’s eyes lit up: “Yes!”

The calculation result of the formula is the most accurate!

Susie asked suspiciously, “Why are you doing these things!”

Unexpectedly, Wade snorted and pulled his computer to open a website.

“I made a website and published two essays. But there were all jeers.”

The video has been posted to Facebook since he expounded the ghost encounter theory himself.

As a result, a large number of onlookers were attracted.

He was very angry and insisted on proving his theory of encountering ghosts.

Susie: “Uh.”

Wade said: “Okay! Then let’s test it now.”

He took the iron basin and started walking around the house.

“I’ve tested it, and nothing abnormal can be detected here. There are no ghosts in our house, right?”

With a relaxed smile on his face, Wade said, “My instrument is very powerful. If there is one, it will definitely be able to detect it. Susie, can you verify it?”

Susie can go to hell.

There was nothing abnormal about his iron basin, so the calculations he had worked so hard over the past few days were correct.

Susie looked out the window.

At this time, by the window, a headless female ghost was floating there, holding her head in her hands, staring straight at Wade.

Wade suddenly noticed that the pointer in the iron basin was turning rapidly, and he let out a snort.

“Is my ferromagnetic reversed?”

He checked: “No. Strange. Something went wrong.”

Why did the iron basin react when my sister came back-could it be that the magnetic field on my sister is different from others?

Wade immediately walked towards Susie with the basin, only to find that the pointer did not move again.

“Strange, is it broken?”

Susie’s little face was full of tangles: “Why don’t you forget it.”

Wade followed the pointer’s instructions and constantly adjusted the direction, and finally walked towards the window step by step.

He was immersed in the rapid calculation and result verification of his brain, completely unaware of what he originally used the iron basin for.

He said: “No, it can’t be counted. The last step in the calculation is verification. Ah, the pointer has stopped!”

The pointer is abnormal, pointing in one direction.

“This direction is … ” Wade looked up, the smile on his face froze

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