Chapter 32 No Nobel Prize in Mathematics

Director George looked at Alvin suspiciously and said, "Do you know where there is such a thing?"

Alvin smiled mysteriously and said, "I have an informant in Hell's Kitchen, he knows some things, and I will be able to dig the thing out of its nest soon."

Chief George said worriedly: "If you have to notify me, I will arrange for the police to cooperate with you. I know you have a few good guys, especially that Frank Custer, but that kind of thing is very dangerous. I don't want to do anything. Accident."

When Director George mentioned Frank, his face was not very good-looking, and he seemed to be a guy who knew the inside story.

Alvin smiled lightly: "It doesn't matter, dealing with that kind of thing is useless if there are too many people. If my guess is true, as long as we find the right way, our little Ginny can also deal with that kind of thing."

Speaking of which, Alvin pinched Ginny's little nose, and then said, "Grab that thing, and I will notify you to come and visit. But you have to be prepared, they should be the kind of troublesome I guess. Stuff. For you!"

Chief George was a little puzzled and said, "Why are you bothering me? What about you?"

Alvin picked up Ginny, took him around in the sky, and said meaningfully: "Because of that thing, I can kill as much as it comes, but to remind you, that thing may have been It has existed for many years, and there is a large ethnic group, but why do you not know anything?"

Chief George sucked in a breath, hammered the table, and scolded in a low voice, "S.H.I.E.L.D. sons of a bitch, they must know something, but they dare not tell me." Wen, "Your guess is not necessarily right, is it?"

Alvin shrugged and said, "Yes, that's why I have to personally verify that if there is such a thing, then Hell's Kitchen is their grave."

Director George is a strong-willed guy, and it may be easy to see what Alvin said, and he also said that if you find a way, that thing is not difficult to deal with. Although there may be big troubles in the future, he chose to get himself a beer for now.

Alvin handed the beer to Director George and asked a little nervously: "George, my buddy, we said yesterday, how is your daughter's consideration?"

George, who was drinking beer, squinted at Alvin, and said strangely: "I only remembered after I went back yesterday that the Nobel Prize does not have the award for mathematics. Dude, you have to check, the professor you said, Is it a fake resume?"

Alvin scratched his scalp embarrassedly, this is the disadvantage of going to school less. Blow a cowhide, it is easy to be pierced. But looking at Jessica's stupidity when she heard about Nobel, Alvin felt a little more balanced.

"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, this matter is over, I invite you and your wife to visit our school. What? Your daughter is here too? There's no need for that! Children only need to go to school with peace of mind. Pick a school and leave it to Parents are the best arrangement." Alvin encouraged Chief George.

Director George is a little moved. The conditions that Alvin said before are very attractive to a father with a beautiful daughter. After all, I can't watch my daughter every day, there are too many bad boys now.

After thinking about it, George said, "Then wait for this matter to pass, and I will arrange time to visit. Dude, I hope what you said is true!"

Alvin patted his chest and assured: "Trust me, no parent can turn away my school after a visit. It will be the cradle of the Ivy League."

"I hope so!" Chief George drank the beer in his glass and left the restaurant.

Looking at the director who left after drinking and driving, Alvin snorted with contempt, a bastard who knows the law and violates the law, next time I break the law, I will report your name. If you don't solve it for me, I will report you.

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Late at night, in the lobby of the Peace Hotel, Alvin and JJ were sorting out some equipment.

Alvin took a shotgun remodeled and shot a net gun and said, "Is this thing strong?"

Excited, JJ was stuffing the rifle clips on his body. Hearing Alvin's question, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, boss, as long as this thing is caught in the net, the elephant can't break free."

Seeing his excited look, Alvin thought for a while, thinking about what he might encounter. Pulled all the weapons from JJ's body and handed him an old-fashioned Remington shotgun and an old Springfield 1911 pistol.

"If you don't catch it, just use this to fuck it." He didn't explain much, and hung a Glock 17 pistol on his waist.

These guns have been modified by Alvin and are inlaid with the rune "Ed", which will cause huge damage to undead creatures, which is the right medicine. What? With silver bullets? That's what the local tyrants do. Alvin definitely doesn't have that kind of money, but doesn't Lao Tzu have a plug-in?

However, silver-plated knives can be brought. The depressed JJ obeyed the boss's instructions and carried a silver-plated knife that was only the length of his palm and the width of his fingers. He still remembered that this was a gift from old Kent. He used to sell stolen goods for others. After washing his hands, all those nice tableware were given to Alvin.

When everything was ready, Alvin went upstairs to see that his sleeping daughter kissed her on top of the head and tucked the quilt for her. I went to look at Nick again, this kid can kick the quilt away with one leg, and he will definitely have something to do in the future.

Looking at Jessica's closed door, Alvin smiled and shook his head, went downstairs to meet JJ and went out.

Next to the old pickup truck, Frank leaned heavily on the co-pilot's door. He said impatiently: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, why is it so slow?"

Dude did I let you come? Alvin complained in his heart, but he felt very at ease. This is the feeling of the family, I don't ask you what's the matter, if you fight, I will accompany you to fuck him.

Alvin looked at the equipment on Frank's body, two FN SCAR automatic rifles, two special-shaped short protrusions, two pistols, and the tactical vest was full of magazines.

Hammering JJ, who was full of envy in his eyes, said to Frank: "Dude, this is not Iraq, and we are not going to war, just to fight a small animal, don't make such a big fight!"

Frank looked at the equipment of the two of Alvin, and then looked at his own. He thought it was a bit too much. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Take it with you. You can put it in the car if you don't need it."

JJ on the side nodded desperately, drooling at Frank's equipment. See what you are using? An old-fashioned Remington looks like a second-hand 1911. Looking at Frank.

Alvin nodded with a smile, let him go, turned around and went to the basement of the restaurant. When he came back, he threw Frank a Remington similar to JJ, and said, "Your gun is not good for those little animals. It must be useful, take this."

Frank fiddled with the shotgun in his hand, without questioning Alvin's judgment, he nodded, and he knew it.

JJ drove, and Alvin sat in the co-pilot to guide the way. Frank sat in the back seat and removed his gun, leaving only a Colt 1911 on his waist. Press the bullets of the Remington shotgun into the magazine one by one.

Alvin stretched his hand out of the window, knocked rhythmically on the roof of the car a few times, and said, "Let's go."