"You mean the Internet?" Stiles groaned.

Lynch looked at it, and her attitude was not discernible from her expression. This made him a little strange, a university could not be without the Internet, if just using the Internet would expose the exiled president or him, a mysterious person, it should have been exposed a long time ago, how could she dare to hide here? That is, Stiles's hesitation was aimed at him Lynch and did not want him to use the Internet.

"Yes. Do you have any scruples? Lynch asked seriously.

"Follow me." After Stiles finished speaking, he turned around and left with a few bodyguards.

McCann's eyes were not very natural after translating. Puzzled, Lynch called out to Kurt and followed.

The underground fortress is like a labyrinth, up and down, with many corners and corners. Kurt didn't do a good job, but he still intentionally or unintentionally separated Stiles's bodyguards from Lynch. After passing through at least two or three hundred heavily armed soldiers, Lynch came to a somewhat high-tech steel gate.

He remembered that a well-known dictator in this world, when he was caught by the soldiers of country M, actually lived in the sewers, dirty. And the country of the dictator is much richer than Stiles's country. The contrast between the two gave Lynch a bit of foreshadowing in his mind that Stiles would never succeed the country by relying solely on political skills. At the age of thirty or less, it is okay to be a mayor and governor of a province, but it is not a good thing to be the leader of a country.

The steel gate opens three doors with iris recognition, voice passwords, and keyboard passwords. Lynch stepped through the door and immediately saw a huge screen of hundreds of square meters, which was dark at this time. This gave him the illusion of being in the wheelhouse of a battleship looking at a tactical view. On the other side of the giant screen, rows of computers were nervously operated by dozens of white-clad staff.

When these people saw Stiles, they stopped what they were doing and saluted respectfully. Stiles nodded, didn't speak, and turned to Lynch with a "please" motion.

Passing through the work hall, another cipherglass door, Stiles's bodyguards and several heavily armed soldiers stopped and turned to guard the doorway. Lynchcot and McCann followed the president-in-exile into the reception room-like room.

It's more high-tech than the Jupiters. Lynch muttered inwardly.

"Mr. Lynch." Stiles motioned for a few people to sit down and said politely, "Trust doesn't come suddenly, I think it's a long-term process." I'm grateful that you saved me, and if we don't have any further relationship, that gratitude is obviously permanent. ”

Lynch was a little confused and said, "I don't quite understand what you mean, honorable President Stiles." ”

"In return, I took you from those who clearly harbored ill will towards you, and also gave you and your companion two passports that were absolutely authentic." Stiles said calmly: "You can swagger out of Brin University and go to any café to use the Internet, why would you ask for us?" ”

People were suspicious, and Lynch couldn't laugh or cry. "I'm afraid I'll be caught again."

"The forces of the country can't get here, and even if they are discovered by the secret services, it is unlikely that they will arrest you on the street."

"You suspect I'm here to steal your secrets?" Lynch finally understood, and said with a smile: "Don't forget, you even brought me into the underground fortress of Bryn University. If I'm a spy or something, can I tell me about the situation here when I get out? ”

"If it's just in your room—" said Stiles, "that's nothing. Follow all the way, you know, others can't find what came here. Even if I do, I'll have plenty of time to evacuate. ”

"I'll make sure." Lynch nodded and said, "Did you bring me here because you wanted to further confirm my identity after becoming suspicious or did you plan to kill me?" ”

Stiles just looked at him and didn't give a clear answer.

Obviously, the beautiful president meant that he could be killed if he didn't agree with him. "What do you do?" Lynch laughed, "It's not like the president." I mean, if you want to confirm your identity, you need to trust each other, as you said, right? I can't run away, so don't mind if I ask first, right? He couldn't help but think of the strong woman Hima.

"My mentor, Professor Chuck, is a Nigerian. When he returned to China, he did not have a good relationship with the government at the time, so he came here and took over the Bling University, which was founded by his mentor. For the sake of academics, I also became a Nigilian citizen and followed my mentor. Because of something, Professor Chuck himself was reluctant to stand on the political stage, so I stood at the front. That's who I am, Mr. Lynch. ”

"What are you studying?" Lynch pointed to the white clothes outside, "The conditions here are definitely not better than those in developed countries, it seems that what you are studying is very important, right?" ”

"Why do you think I'm sure I'm going to tell you?" Stiles smiled.

Lynch smiled at first, then his expression gradually became serious, and said, "Without you, my partner and I will definitely be dead, this will be a very ridiculous thing for me!" So I really won't hide anything from you, it's completely pointless, and now I just want to get out of here, even if I don't complete the mission. ”

"Huh? I listened. Hearing the word mission, Stiles also heard something unusual.

"Hehe, even if you study something that is anti-human, I don't care, and I don't even have to care if I advise you! It doesn't make sense, you know? Because I'll tell you the answer! Got it? No matter what you're researching, I can tell you the answer! ”

"I'll listen." Stiles repeated.

Lynch thought about it repeatedly, trying to find an entry point, and when he saw Kurt with a serious face, he suddenly wanted to laugh. Said: "Dear President Stiles, now, you let me make a move, whatever you want, in a commanding tone. ”

McCann was stunned, but translated the past in the original words.

The beauty was also stunned, thought for a moment, and said, "Take off your coat." ”

Lynch laughed: "The clothes on my body were provided by you, right, I came naked, so there could be no bugging." What you said before, my companions can't hear it, so you don't have to doubt anything. Without looking back, he suddenly said loudly in imperial Chinese: "Kurt, take off your coat." ”

Kurt was stunned for a moment, then took off his coat with a bewildered expression.

"May I ask the beautiful president, which Chinese language am I talking about?"

Stiles frowned, a little confused, "What do you mean?"

"I mean, I'm not speaking Earthling."

Stiles and McCann were taken aback at the same time and involuntarily stood up. Afraid of an accident, Kurt stood up.

Seeing the situation, the bodyguard was about to open the door and break in, but Stiles waved his hand to signal that it was okay.

"It's easy!" Stiles frowned and said, "You just made up a set of syllable codes." ”

"Alright, you go on, say some complicated commands that can't make up a password in a short time."

"Maybe it's some ancient language family we don't know about!" This time it was McCann who took the initiative to speak.

"Good. I asked him to take aim and fire a hand-held rocket. Lynch said again quickly in imperial Chinese.

Poor Kurt took aim with a bewildered expression that was not disguised, and then pretended to hold a bazooka.

"You want to say, you're an alien?" Stiles said word for word.

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