Chapter 10 Undercurrent Surge
The contract was sent out yesterday, and it will be signed in the next two days if there is no accident, and then it will be promoted~~~~
Really happy to be able to sign the contract! The number of words signed by me is 100W~300W words, everyone can rest assured to follow.
I am so happy to sign the contract! Let's use the recommendation tickets to wake up my friends~~~~~
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10. Undercurrents
"So I need support!" The chief of the Los Angeles Police Department who was lying on the hospital bed yelled into the phone angrily: "This group has EMP and electromagnetic weapons! Just like this, you still want me to believe that they are a group of light-only people. A fugitive with high firepower?" During the chase on Sunset Boulevard, his helicopter crashed during an EMP attack, and he suffered a broken leg and several ribs, but his life was not in danger.
"We have carefully reviewed the report you submitted, but I am sorry that we will not pass your proposal to deploy the National Guard." In Sacramento, the capital of California, the governor of California coldly rejected the request of the chief of police. He was sitting at a round conference table, two men and a woman, three mysterious people in black suits and sunglasses were sitting opposite him in a full-fledged manner.
"How could you do this? Now the Los Angeles Police Department's police force has been severely damaged. I can't even send the police to investigate the riot in the mental hospital!"
"Considering that the Los Angeles Police Department has indeed suffered heavy losses, I will urgently mobilize some police forces from surrounding cities to support, which can help you maintain local order."
"I don't want order! I want this group of terrorists caught! They're still on the run, and nearly all of them are armed!"
"The National Guard will not be dispatched. We judge that the opponent's electromagnetic weapons may have flowed out through abnormal channels, which means that they probably don't have more. In this case, the damage they can cause is very limited. Then How about this, I still have a meeting." After speaking, the governor hung up the phone without any explanation.
On the big screen in the meeting room, the chase from last night was being played repeatedly. Although the video was not very clear, it could still be seen that the battle was intense.
"EMP, electromagnetic weapons, and that guy who doesn't fear bullets and looks like an iron man." The governor stared at the three mysterious men in black on the opposite side, "Such a big thing happened in my jurisdiction, you guys With a dead letter from the Ministry of Defense, you want me to sit on the sidelines?"
"That's true." The woman sitting in the middle said, her voice was a little hoarse. "Not only you, but various agencies including the FBI will be similarly notified and will not be involved."
Speaking of which, the woman took out a laptop and clicked a few times, then turned the screen to show the governor, "All the news media have unified their caliber, and they are playing the processed live video, and the public will not know about this incident. The truth. Even if there are people who saw the live broadcast through the news for the first time, their weak remarks will not make a wave."
"Then what about me?" The governor's voice was a little low, with a hint of anger. Some people make a mess on their own land and cause heavy losses, but suddenly a group of people jump out and say that you have nothing to do with this matter, and we are not going to tell you why. No one can remain calm like a Bodhisattva in such matters.
"As it's playing here," the woman pointed to the big screen behind the governor, "you know there's an EMP, there's an electromagnetic weapon, and there's a guy who defies bullets and looks like an Iron Man." She repeated the governor's words, her tone There is a touch of irony in it. "In addition, I can tell you in particular,
This is related to a top-secret program of the Ministry of Defense. You see, you actually know a lot more than the people. "
"You..." The governor was on the verge of erupting, but his eyes glanced at the signature of the person he could never afford to offend on the Ministry of Defense order, and he immediately sat on the chair.
Seeing his appearance, the woman nodded, put away her laptop and stood up, and said to the governor: "In short, our Cybertin Corporation will take over this matter completely, and we will handle it well." After speaking, she saw her Taking off the sunglasses, she revealed a glamorous and wild face, but her left eye was a mechanical artificial eye shining red light!
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United States, Washington, DC.
"These people from Cybertin Corporation are bullying too much!" With a bang, the director of the FBI's anti-terrorist operations lifted a chair and slammed it on the door—a few people from Cybertin Corporation just left here.
Says a black detective with sunglasses and a shaved head: "They totally take us for idiots."
"Isn't it?" A young police detective lay on a chair with a frivolous face, looking up at the ceiling: "But since the Ministry of Defense has ordered it, we really can't participate."
"Damn it!" The director of anti-terrorism operations slammed his fist on the table again, "There must be something tricky behind this matter! I don't believe that the Ministry of Defense has any plan to bypass us to find such a group of unscrupulous companies!"
"Sebotine did hire a group of mercenaries, all veterans, and provided them with sophisticated weapons and equipment." The black police detective said: "I don't think this matter will end so easily."
"If you really want to investigate, it's not impossible." The young police detective may feel that lying down is not comfortable enough, so he put his feet on the conference table again.
"Oh? How?" asked the supervisor.
"You know, there are some coincidences in everything, right? For example, at some point, our detectives who were vacationing in California were accidentally involved in a mysterious incident..." The young police detective began to cut his nails.
The director of anti-terrorism operations smiled knowingly: "Speaking of which, your new partner is called Ellison, right? He farted when I was in the elevator with me yesterday, and it stinks. This makes me very uncomfortable as a supervisor. Happy..."
"Oh! That's a great crime! It would be a light punishment for him to go to California and face the wall for a month." The young detective exclaimed exaggeratedly.
"And our administrator responsible for collecting weapons will have diarrhea tomorrow..." The black police detective also participated.
"Then Ellison relied on self-consciousness when he handed in his gun!" The young police detective picked up a file and began to trim his nails.
boom! The supervisor's complexion changed, and he slammed the hammer on the table, "And you! Hayden! Openly sitting indecently in a formal meeting! You pack up for me and go to California for vacation!"
"Huh? Me??"
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"Okay, dear Savannah, Mom really can't have dinner with you tonight." On the top floor of a tall and luxurious office building, a beautiful woman in a smart shirt and a skirt is talking to her daughter On the phone, she was around twenty-eight or nineteen years old, with noble and elegant demeanor, like a goddess, with slightly curly red hair tied into a ponytail behind her head.
"Yes, I know. But a major event suddenly happened in the company, and my mother has to deal with it. Little Savannah, you will understand my mother, right." The beautiful woman picked up a towel and wiped her hands.
"Yes, it's a big thing." As she spoke, the beautiful woman glanced at the screen next to her, and the unedited video of the battle on Sunset Boulevard was displayed on it.
"I can't help it. This matter makes my mother very embarrassed. Because a lot of work has to be started in advance." The beautiful woman walked out of the window and looked down at the whole city.
"Honey, mom is not unhappy, but worried, that's why she makes people feel cold when she speaks." The beautiful woman walked back to the desk again, and she casually threw the towel that she wiped her hands into the trash can, The towel was stained with blood.
"Okay, when this matter is over, mom will take you to Disneyland to have fun all day." The beautiful woman picked up a glass photo frame from the table, and on it was a photo of herself and a cute three- or four-year-old girl . However, unlike the bright smile of the beautiful woman in the photo, her face is as cold as a playing card.
"Um, um, okay, I love you, goodbye baby." Said the perfect woman hung up the phone, looked at the pool of blood that was spreading on the ground, she tilted her head. Following her line of sight, a corpse with exactly the same appearance as hers was lying on the ground, with a blood hole on its forehead, and the expression on its face was always fixed on boundless fear.
Opening the office door, the beautiful woman Shi Shi ran out, and a business card fell out of her handbag. The beautiful woman picked up the business card and looked at it. It said: Catherine Weaver, CEO of the company.
On a wide wall facing the office, a large Z-shaped mark is inlaid with large gold-plated letters, and the middle reads: ZEIRA.
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"It was a traffic accident, yes, a canned truck delivering liquid nitrogen." In a white-painted firefighting helicopter, people from the fire brigade were inspecting the accident scene of the canned truck. A man dressed as a captain was calling to report to his superiors, and a man next to him was taking pictures of the scene with a camera.
"Okay, let's go down and take a closer look." As he spoke, the captain patted the driver on the shoulder, signaling him to descend.
"The storage tank broke in two, and all the liquid nitrogen has leaked out. Huh, I felt a chill on the plane. I guess this section of the road has to be demolished and rebuilt... Wait what is that!" The captain suddenly exclaimed , "God, it's a person! He fell outside the truck cab and was frozen into ice! Look at the dress... the police?"
"Well, it's probably related to yesterday's terrorist attack. In addition, we found the truck driver's body one kilometer away from the scene, and the body of a middle-aged oriental man. Is it Chinese or Japanese? I don't know. Okay, yes... yes... then we will start spraying foam to heat up." After speaking, the captain hung up the phone, picked up the wireless walkie-talkie next to him and said loudly: "Start spraying foam!"
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