"Now that we've found the location of Payne's lair, why don't we act now? Mr. Bolívar, what else are you thinking about? ”

Not only President Maya and Director Nick Fury, but they couldn't understand why the sentinels had discovered the location of the "Brother Payne" Crystal Palace, and why more than a week had passed, but they didn't do anything at all.

Even the new leader of the Anti-Mutant Alliance, Colonel Stryker, the commander of the Sentinel Secret Service, couldn't figure out why his boss, Bolívar, could be so calm and still sit behind his desk and read a book.

Stryker leaned in and took a look, well, this time it wasn't John Locke's "A Theory of Human Understanding", it was a new one, Freud's old rascal's "The Interpretation of Dreams".

"What the hell do you think, sir?" Stryker asked again.

"Alas, William, what are you anxious about!"

Bolívar leisurely put down the bookmark, closed the book, and then asked, "William, how are you sure that Payne's lair is at the bottom of the Hudson River?" ”

"This ......"

After a moment of silence, Stryker said directly and honestly: "Sir, it was President Clinton who told me that he received a tip... Mr. President said that when Payne was saving people, an agent happened to find the traces of those mutants, so he tracked and infiltrated it, and successfully located the location of Payne's lair. ”

Bolívar glanced at Stryker meaningfully, and said slowly, "What did the president say?" Do you believe it? In the United States, has the president ever spoken human words? I thought that those guys who talked nonsense would be able to favor the votes of ordinary people, tsk, I didn't expect you to really believe it, William. ”

Hearing this, Stryker's face suddenly darkened, and he snorted and said: "Mr. Bolívar, of course I don't believe a word about the policy platform that the President of the United States said, as well as the promises to the voters, but, but I don't believe it, he still dares to fool us about mutants... What's more, what's the benefit of fooling us? ”

Bolívar didn't answer, but asked, "So, what good can that old boy from Clinton help us so actively?" ”

"Maybe, maybe he decided to take sides, seeing that the general situation is like this?" Stryker said uncertainly.

"Forget it, forget it......"

Bolívar waved his hand and said, "We already discussed this topic last time, so let's not repeat it today... I don't care what the president thinks, but as long as we in the Sentinel Secret Service don't have a complete confirmation of the information, we can't act hastily... William, you also said that the general trend lies with us, we have passed the initial stage of risky advance, at this moment, steady and steady is the king! ”

Bolívar took a sip of water and continued, "Anyway, the mutants in Payne are all children, can they still turn the sky around?" Of course, I also understand that Payne is a more dangerous enemy than Magneto and Professor X, and he must have a big plan to take those children in, and even, he wants to establish a mutant kingdom?! Well, even then, in just a year or two, he will not be able to raise a mutant child to become a warrior ... Why would we risk a military operation in Manhattan because of an unverifiable piece of information? That's the center of the U.S. economy, at least, a few of our senior officers in the coalition want us to look into it before making a decision. ”

Stryker understood what Bolívar meant, the Sentinel was not the two of them behind closed doors, and everything could be decided in a small meeting, and the opinions of the members behind it had to be taken into account, especially in Manhattan, New York, where the position was really too sensitive.

He nodded at the moment and asked tentatively, "So, sir, what do we do now?" ”

Bolívar spread his hands, "This is not clear, since Mr. President has already told us where Payne is, we can probe it first, at least to determine whether his news is true, what do you say?" ”

"Alright, Mr. Bolívar, I'll arrange it."

After Stryker left, Bolívar pulled out the copy of "The Interpretation of Dreams" from the bookshelf again, opened the book, took out the bookmark, put on his gold-rimmed glasses, and looked at the book again.

Merely......

Through the resin lenses, Bolívar saw not the words on the page, but a black and white scroll with a discernible human head, the head of the person who only showed his head seemed to be saying something, and although no sound came, lines of text appeared below the scroll.

Look closely......

"Sir, with the help of Secretary-General Tim, we have ascertained what happened that day. Five days ago, an FBI agent named Collingail secretly met with President Clinton, and although the two of them went to the vast badminton court, the FBI had already installed bugs in all of the president's activity areas, so we also found out that Collingail had told Mr. President the location of Payne's base. “

Bolívar's brow condensed slightly, and his right finger rubbed over the sentences and paragraphs of the page, which seemed to outsiders that Bolívar was fascinated by reading the book, and was unable to extricate himself from his thoughts.

The reality is that as Bolívar slides across the sentence, a line of words appears above the scroll.

"Can you confirm the location of the agent named Collingale at the time of the mutant rescue in New York?"

A line of words appears below.

"We investigated, and Collingale was indeed in Manhattan at the time, and we found him on camera in Midtown Manhattan. So, we're pretty much sure that Collingail did happen to find the mutant that Payne rescued... It's just that we don't know if he actually infiltrated Payne's base, sir, if we want to ...... him"

As Bolívar's finger moved, a line of words appeared above.

"Don't startle the snake, step down!"

As the figure dimmed and vanished, Bolívar turned another page, still a black-and-white scroll, still a figure whose face he couldn't see clearly, still a sentence below the scroll.

"Sir, two days ago, we searched the location you provided with a detector, there are a total of 1,712 mutants, and according to the distribution of mutants, we have established a three-dimensional model map of the Payne base."

Then, a black line outlined the building appeared on the scroll, and as the 3D model slowly turned, Bolívar saw that there was a 50-meter cone-shaped underground palace at the bottom of the Hudson River, and there were also underground palaces of unknown size at the bottom of the riverside park and 12th Avenue, and the three underground bases were also connected to each other.

If President Maya saw this three-dimensional model, she would probably shout "God forbid" while shouting "miserable". 166 Reading Network