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"Ran away?" E frowned in confusion, turned his face, and looked at DN with a puzzled face.

And the other two looked at DN exactly the same.

DN didn't speak, just leaned back in his chair and stared at the computer screen with sunken eyes, revealing an irritated feeling he had never felt before.

"Morun, what's wrong with you?" E, who sensed that something was wrong, patted DN's shoulder and asked.

DN still didn't speak, just continued to look at the computer screen.

After a while, E smiled again: "Mo Lun, don't do this, it's just a missed opportunity, we will have a chance." ”

E said, touching DN's shoulder again.

At this time, something unexpected happened, DN suddenly jumped up irritably, and yelled at E with an attitude that he had never seen before: "Don't touch me! ”

DN's sudden roar made everyone stupid. E was even more dumbfounded, at a loss, "Morun, I'm sorry, I ...... I ......"

When he saw the shocked expressions of the other three, DN seemed to come back to his senses, and he woke up from the completely incomprehensible rage he had just had. He blinked, reached out and touched his forehead, "I'm sorry, I'm a little uncomfortable. ”

With that, DN swallowed dryly and left the room.

"What the hell is wrong with Morun?" E turned his face in confusion and looked at DE and SER, "Did I say something wrong?" ”

Ser and De shook their heads together and shrugged, "I don't think so." ”

London, United Kingdom.

In a classical-style English office, a specially made comfortable chaise longue sits on which the patriarch of the Rothschild family, the most powerful old man in the world, is reclining, his eyes slightly closed and his expression serene.

However, when you look closely, you will see that his body is trembling slightly, all the time. At this time, you will find that this seemingly unharmed old man is actually overdrawing his last trace of vitality.

"Can you close the door? Windy. The old man leaned slightly sideways on the recliner and said to the door.

"Sir, the doors and windows are closed." Someone answered the door.

"What about the stove, is the stove burning? As I said, I don't like blowing air conditioners, I want stoves. The old man said again.

"Master, the fire is already burning to its fullest." The outsider answered again.

"Then why am I still so cold?" The old man sighed and reached out to hold the bag tighter.

"Ring, ring, ring~" The phone rang.

An old man walked up outside the door and handed the cordless phone to the old man, "Sir, the phone." ”

The old man stretched out his hand to take the phone, then waved his hand, "You go out." ”

After the man left, the old man connected the phone, and as soon as the phone rang, Fang Lingzhu's voice immediately came, "Duan Tianwolf, the direction of their attack is the New Life Bank. ”

"I already know." The old man said lightly.

"Then why don't you do anything about it?" Fang Lingzhu asked again.

"I have my own ideas." The old man continued to speak lightly.

"Well, in addition, I have to tell you one more important thing, Duan Tian Wolf's intelligence system and the mask island's intelligence system have met. But what was very strange was that just as they were about to fight, Duan Tian Wolf suddenly retreated. Fang Lingzhu paused when he said this, "I suspect that Duan Tian Wolf has already discovered the design, or felt something, this is not a wonderful phenomenon. ”

"You keep following up, and when there's a result between them, you'll call me again." The old man said.

"I will. But I must warn you very seriously that for now, you may have to choose between the intelligent system and the overall interests of the Rothschild family. The current situation is very obvious, Duan Tianwolf attacked Xinsheng Bank, and his purpose was to indirectly cause the collapse of the New Century Financial Company, thereby triggering a subprime debt crisis. I think you know better than I do how much the Rothschild family will lose if the subprime crisis does erupt. ”

"Even if the subprime crisis does erupt, it will not be an unbearable disaster for the Rothschilds." The old man continued to say indifferently, "Most people are afraid of disasters, but the Rothschilds are just the opposite, we are a family that loves disasters. In the history of capitalism, there have been many disasters, but the Rothschilds have profited from almost every war. For us, economic disasters are always the best opportunities, and what really jeopardizes our real interests is political disasters. After World War II, everything we did in the Rothschild family was to prevent the recurrence of what happened in Germany in World War II, and to prevent the rise of the Hongjun. ”

Of course I understand that, and that's exactly what I'm telling you. What is even more terrifying than the subprime debt crisis caused by Duan Tianwolf is the information that comes with it. First, this proved that Duan Tianwolf's alliance with Chen Jiansheng and Ling Mengdie was completely completed. Second, before I found out, Mask Island had already discovered everything Duan Tianwolf had done in the New Life Bank, but they didn't reveal the slightest rumor, not even the slightest vague hint...... I thought, you should mean something. ”

"One day, you'll find that I know the situation better than you do." When the old man said this, he sighed, "There is a question that I have asked you many times, and this time I want to ask it again, and this is the last time. If you don't answer me this time, I'll never ask you again. ”

Fang Lingzhu, who was protected or placed under house arrest in a luxurious and comfortable room, his originally anxious expression sank after hearing the old man say this.

Fang Lingzhu was originally leaning on the bed, holding the telephone in his left hand and the receiver in his right hand, while eating his favorite brand of chocolate, he spoke loudly at the old man dissatisfied.

At this time, Fang Lingzhu slowly put the telephone on the bed, swallowed his saliva, and held the receiver with both hands, "You still want to ask me, will I hand over the list of the Chinese Association to you, right?" ”

"Yes." The old man said.

Fang Lingzhu sat on the bed, staring out the window in a daze, and after looking for a while, he replied, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid my answer is still the same as before-no." ”

The old man nodded into the phone, and then said, "It seems to be very cold in London lately, so I should cover myself with a quilt when I sleep at night." ”

After speaking, the old man hung up the phone, leaving only Fang Lingzhu, who was sitting on the bed in a demented person.

After sitting on the bed for a long time, Fang Lingzhu muttered to himself in distraction, "All cooperation is fake? He took me in just to want my list? All cooperation is fake? He took me in just to want my list? Everything ......"

After muttering to himself in distraction for a while, Fang Lingzhu's eyes suddenly radiated a strange light, "No, no, what's wrong......

"Patriarch, the Frankish councillor is coming for you." As soon as the old man hung up the phone, he heard someone talking outside.

"Let him in." As he spoke, the old man stood up from the recliner and sat down on the chair behind the desk, making a look of majesty and spirit.

"Frank, what's the matter?" The old man asked, leaning back in his chair.

"Patriarch, there is a very serious situation. After all of us discussed, we decided that I would come to you to report back. Frank stood humbly by the door, and the old man said.

In terms of generation, Frank is almost the grandchild of the old man.

For Frank, although the patriarch does not usually interfere much in the affairs of the family, he is the spiritual leader of the entire family. Whenever something major happened to the family, the rotating chairman would definitely come to the patriarch, who was more than 100 years old, and use his wisdom to solve those seemingly unsolvable problems.

"What's the matter?" The old man asked.

Frank snorted and said, "Almost all of our intelligence personnel in China have been deported within twenty hours by the Chinese political axe. Their movements are beyond our imagination, and the efficiency and intensity of their execution also make us feel incredible. Our efforts over the past three decades in China have been in vain almost overnight. Now we have absolutely no way to get confidential information from within China's political axe, unless we are willing to sacrifice the last remaining intelligence officers. ”

The old man blinked, and then said, "I told you a long time ago, don't underestimate China's political axe. While we are still in the fog of religion, the Chinese have been immersed in silver in the conspiracy for nearly a thousand years. The technology of the Chinese may be inferior to that of the Americans, but their spy system is definitely no worse than that of the Americans. Especially the Chinese also have the most terrifying, unique street offices and neighborhood committees, and those old women wearing red armbands are enough to smash your most advanced camouflage. These enthusiastic old people are the eyes of China's political axe all over the country, and these eyes are enough to see everything we do. ”

"Patriarch, we all know all this, so our intelligence work in China has been progressing very modestly. We have never wanted to know about China in the same way that Europe and the United States do, we just want to know what China has done and what actions it is ready to take, all of which are based on economic interests and have nothing to do with politics. Frank said, spreading his hands.

The old man blinked, was silent for a while, and asked, "What is the result of your discussion?" ”

"The result of our discussion is that the Chinese political axe must be planning to do something that we don't want us to know, or that the Chinese are determined to do something that is not good for us, or bad for the United States, or bad for both of us."

The old man slowed down, and then asked, "Have you finally come to a conclusion?" ”

"We didn't come to a final conclusion, or rather, we didn't reach a conclusion at all." Frank said, showing a confused look, "We have not done anything unfavorable to China's political axe, and the United States and China do not seem to be in an irreconcilable situation." We cannot understand why China's political axe chose this time to make such drastic action. Therefore...... The conference asked me to come to you, hoping to get wisdom from you. ”

Frank said, placing a disc on the table, "This is all the relevant information we have obtained, and I hope it can help you think, Patriarch." ”

When Frank said this, he saw that the old man's body suddenly twitched nervously, and when he saw this, he hurriedly asked, "Patriarch, are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine, please go out, I'm a little cold." The old man glanced at Frank majestically and said.

"You ......"

"Get out." The old man's words were cold and swift.

"Yes." Seeing that the old man's words were so resolute, Frank could only bow his head respectfully and leave the room.

As soon as Frank left, the old man said, "Close the door, and I will not see anyone for twelve hours from now." ”

"Yes." There was an answer from outside the door, and someone closed the door.

When everything was ready, the old man slowly stood up and opened the coat that had been draped over his body, revealing the devastated and bruised body inside.

He stood in the closed room with his body sloppy, filthy pus flowing down the surface of his skin, down the bandages that wrapped around his body, and little by little towards the ground.

The elderly man was in extremely severe ulceration except for the skin on his arms, feet, and shoulders and above.

The old man walked slowly to his desk and entered a series of complex instructions into the computer he had already turned on, and the computer appeared in the same pattern as the one he saw on Sunday - a figure of Tai Chi Bagua.

"What are you doing?" When the two sides finally connected, the words appeared on the computer.

"'Hongjun', I want you to see everything I have done for you." The old man was twitching constantly, but his face was smiling strangely.

"What do you want to tell me?"

The old man said, "'Hongjun', please open your eyes and see what I have endured." Twenty years, I have endured such a body for twenty years. And all of this, all for you. ”

Soon, the words appeared on the computer, "Twenty years ago, we were not as developed as we are now. And you and Rothschild's skin is so repulsive that we have to do something about it. All our resources can only ensure that the surface layer you expose does not fester, and as for the rest, there is nothing we can do. I think you should know that. ”

"'Hongjun', in addition to these, I have also helped you build a powerful spy team, they are scattered in various powerful spy teams around the world, and even the Rothschild family's 'Bat Group' has their members......"

When the old man's words came here, "Hongjun" in the computer couldn't help but interrupt: "Monday, what do you want to tell me today?" ”

The old man sighed and said, "I can't do it anymore, my body can't support it anymore, I'm going to die." ”

"And then? What else is there besides this? Hongjun asked.

"We're all going to die, Hongjun, including you. No one can live forever, and no matter how much biotechnology you have at your disposal, you will eventually die. The old man asked, "Otherwise, you wouldn't be so eager to raise God's chosen people, would you?" ”

"That's right, go on." "Hongjun" said.

"All indications have shown that Duan Tianwolf is a failed experiment at all. We can no longer put our hopes in Him, and He will not be able to realize your ideals for you. The old man said.

No words appeared on the computer, and after a while, "Hongjun" continued to say on the computer: "All this you did today is just to get something for your son, right?" ”

"Yes, exactly." The old man said bluntly, "Although Mo Lun has not gone through the genetic filtering method, his talent is no worse than that of Duan Tian Wolf. And he proved by his actions that he is the same as us...... In every respect, Mo Lun was more suitable to be the chosen body of the gods than Duan Tianwolf. ”

"I think I've already said that my mind has changed, and I no longer insist that Duan Tianluo is the only candidate, and Mo Lun is also one of the candidates. What more do you want me to do? "Hongjun" seemed to be a little dissatisfied.

"'Hongjun', there's no need for us to waste any more time on Duan Tianwolf. What we have to do now is to immediately kill Duan Tianwolf and snatch his achievements, and then with the technical strength of all 'Silent Ke' led by Mo Lun, we will definitely be able to create real artificial intelligence." The old man became a little agitated, and he coughed violently.

His cough was so violent that one thought he was about to die. However, because the room is completely soundproofed, people outside the door can't hear the coughing sound at all.

"I repeat to you that only the person who creates the perfect artificial intelligence is the ultimate chosen person of God."

"Melun can create the perfect artificial intelligence."

"Then let him prove it with his actions."

"'Hongjun', I'm going to die soon, this is my last wish." The old man said as he looked sadly at the camera.

"The realization of a great ideal is always accompanied by countless bones. Today it's you, tomorrow it's me, we're equal. Therefore, you have no right to ask me to have mercy on you. On Monday, I respect your contribution to the organization, but I want you to understand that both I and the organization have made the utmost sacrifice for you. Morun made it to one of the only two lists, which is absolutely against the principles of me and the organization. You have to know - Melun is not purely Chinese, he is half German! ”

"'Hongjun'......"

Just as the old man was about to say something more, his computer screen suddenly began to vibrate violently - this is the situation that "Hongjun" used to express his extreme anger.

When he saw this, the old man immediately stopped talking, he sighed helplessly, shook his head and said, "'Hongjun', I don't understand why you have always been so affectionate towards Duan Tianwolf. ”

"It's very simple, although Duan Tianwolf's performance is very uncontrollable, all phenomena show that he has a strong potential, which is even greater than we imagined. At the very least, the possible surname of the perfect artificial intelligence he created will not be lower than that of your son. And the most important thing is that Duan Tianwolf's intelligent system adopts the same spiritual vein as himself. If the perfect artificial intelligence really appeared, Duan Tianwolf could completely control it, because he knew it thoroughly. ”

After looking at the words that appeared on the computer, the old man nodded helplessly, "Okay, since you insist, I can only obey." Before I die, I will give everything to account...... Can I see my son one last time? ”

"Yes." "Hongjun" said this, paused, and said, "You go first, you won't be alone, or it won't be long before we will come to accompany you." As you said, none of us are immortal. ”

After "Hongjun" finished speaking, the screen returned to normal.

Then the old man went back to the closet, took a suit of clothes, and put them back on. When everything was ready, the old man walked back to the table, picked up the phone, and dialed a number.

After the phone was connected, the old man only said one sentence, "He doesn't have to live anymore." ”

After saying that, the old man hung up the phone.

"Something is wrong, something is wrong...... Fang Lingzhu got up from the bed anxiously and paced around the room. He tore at his hair with both hands, and fell into a kind of oblivion.

Just when Fang Lingzhu fell into a state of semi-madness because of panic and confusion, the three bodyguards who had been in charge of protecting him walked in.

As soon as he saw them walk in, Fang Lingzhu jumped back like a frightened shrimp, "Why did you come in?" I didn't call you in. ”

"The world doesn't need you anymore." One of the three bodyguards finished speaking and touched into his arms.

"The old man is a fake! He's a fake! There is no patriarch in the world who cares so little about his family! He's a fake! Fang Lingzhu suddenly shouted.

"Some people say that people become extraordinarily intelligent the moment they die, and now it seems to be true." After the bodyguard finished speaking, a pistol was already aimed at Fang Lingzhu's eyebrows.

"I'm willing to ......" Before Fang Lingzhu could finish speaking, the bullet from the silent pistol had already pierced his head.

“…… Hand over the list. This is the second half of Fang Lingzhu's sentence, but unfortunately, he didn't have a chance to say it.

(To be continued)