Professor Bedley would say this because he had dug through a lot of reports about Bill.

Moreover, the mutation of the miners caused by the mining of coal cores is the fault of the Institute and the government in the first place, and if the Institute dares to threaten Mr. Cliff, then the Institute will definitely face the same scene as the police station that day.

If Williams Cliff wants to make things bigger, he has 10,000 ways to make society extremely hostile to the Institute, even if the government is no longer the same as it used to be, but the Institute is still a respected existence in people's minds.

If they are not to be abandoned by the new government, the Royal Norman Academy of Natural Sciences must prove their worth as soon as possible!

"And then, on behalf of your research institute, you're here to express your condolences to me, a miner?"

With Erlang's legs crossed, Bill has no respect for doctors and professors.

He hated the cave that stained himself with blood, and naturally hated the researchers related to coal cores, and no matter how nice these scientists in human skin sounded, he almost became a monster who lost consciousness forever, just like the mutated miners.

"No, Dear Mr. Cliff, we just want to know, did you go into the deep cavern and dig the coal cores with the miners on the night of the explosion?"

Professor Bedoli looked at Bill expectantly, he didn't care about the explosion at the Sivar mine, he didn't care about the government's losses, and he didn't care about the death of an insignificant person in a bottomless mine.

He just wants to solve the problems of the institute as soon as possible, find a way to safely mine coal cores, and then promote the smooth development of his mechanical project.

"What if I say yes?"

Raising an eyebrow, the smile on Bill's face was a little odd.

"Very well, Mr. Cliff, and I must thank you on behalf of the Royal Norman Academy of Natural Sciences and all the Norman people!"

Suddenly stood up and bowed to Bill, Professor Bedoli was still wearing a black scholar's uniform, gray hair, calm and at the same time did not lose the rigorous temperament that had been immersed in the academic atmosphere for many years.

"Professor, you know more about how to communicate with people than you seem, and I thought that the people who worked in the institute were just like the one next to you, bound only by Norman honors. ”

"You're kidding, Mr. Cliff, if only you could tell us why you didn't mutate, I'm sure a great steam revolution will sweep the world even more violently than it was ten years ago!"

The professor sat back on the couch and motioned for Dr. Brigg to open the small suitcase, which contained the banknotes that had just been printed by the new government.

With the rapid accumulation of capital, the method of holding coins in cowhide bags could no longer satisfy the capitalists with deep pockets, so they thought of an excellent method.

Replace the original coins with lightweight and portable banknotes, and use special formula inks and special complex templates to prevent small workshops from stealing prints.

Professor Beddoli pushed a wad of bills towards Bill and lifted his glasses.

"Of course, you also know that there is no money in a scientific research institute like ours, and this is the little heart of our president on behalf of all the Norman people. ”

"This is a banknote with a face value of 10,000 gold lists, which can be exchanged in any bank in the Norman country, and I hope you can help the institute and all Norman citizens to live a better life in the future. ”

"Please take it. ”

Bill was still half-lying on the couch, he was not in a hurry to accept the wad of money, he was still thinking about it.

"Where did they find out that I was involved in coal mining in the Sivar mines, and that the Brotherhood betrayed me?"

"It's impossible, the Brotherhood must be selling the information I brought out to the governments, how can it be possible to betray me, the source, and steal business with them?"

"That's ......"

"The Brotherhood opened their mouths and offered a price that the Norman Royal Academy of Natural Sciences couldn't afford, so they intended to get information about the coal core from me. 」

"And what is the price offered by the Brotherhood? 100,000 gold pounds? 1,000,000 gold pounds?"

"Tsk, send me away with 10,000 gold pounds, do you really think I'm a poor bastard who has never seen money?"

"Professor Beddoley, if you think that the value of coal cores is only worth 10,000 gold pounds, this is really a pity, do you know how much it costs to open a factory in the northern industrial area?"

"200,000! a full 200,000 gold pounds!"

"So do you think I'm going to sell out my intelligence for that money, Professor, do you think the Brotherhood people will assassinate me after I delay them from making money?"

"This ......"

In the face of the aggressive Mr. Cliff, Professor Beddory choked on all the words he had to say, and he put a high hat on the cynical-looking man in front of him, but Bill didn't buy it.

Professor Bedoli, who is responsible for the heavy responsibility, does not change his face, but his mind is thinking quickly about countermeasures, and the upper limit given to him by the dean is 50,000 gold pounds, because this is the most money that the institute can take out at present.

Of course, on this basis, the lower the negotiated price, the better.

"Mr. Cliff, I hope you will understand our plight, you are also a Norman citizen, and this kind of thing that benefits the whole country ......"

"Then you should continue to study how to benefit the world without spending a penny, I am not as noble as you. ”

Reaching out to make a gesture of leaving, Bill's attitude made Professor Bedley a little embarrassed, and this awkward atmosphere made Dr. Brigg finally hold back his anger and stand up and call out to Bill.

"Do you know who is sitting in front of you and talking to you, you stinky boy who has no one in your eyes!"

"Don't think that we can't do anything with the coal core, we will find the cause of the mutation immediately, as long as we give us a little more time, I promise to make a medicine that completely resists the mutation!"

"Dr. Brig, sit down, it's not your turn to speak!"

The professor reprimanded, but Dr. Brigg didn't sit back on the couch obediently, his scheming face full of dissatisfaction and complaint.

However, Bill didn't care about the pretentious man, he touched his chin lightly, spoke slowly, and said in a magnetic voice that Professor Bedley wanted to kill Dr. Brigg on the spot.

"Giggles, so my dear Professor Beddoley, don't mention anything to me about the progress of society, for the happiness of all mankind, the biggest problem facing the Royal Norman Academy of Natural Sciences right now is that you simply don't have time to continue to do underground research slowly. ”

"That's really good news, how long does the government give you to hand over the safe way to mine coal cores, three months, a month, or two weeks?"

"Time is money, friends, even if I tell you the truth about the mutation now, if you want to really carry out coal mining safely, it will only be possible to do it through trial and error. ”

"Professor Beddoley, the price you offered really makes me feel poor!"

Speaking harsh words without mercy, Bill watched Dr. Brigg's face grow more and more ugly, and there was some indescribable comfort in his heart, and the feeling of saying his true thoughts was almost the same as the feeling of venting his anger with violence.

"Don't try to mislead information with sophistry and remarks, saying that it takes trial and error to say that you want to mine safely, haven't you mutated!"

"If you didn't find a way to stop the mutation in the deep mines, how could you have left the mines unharmed, or if you didn't enter the deep mines that night, you and some Brotherhood member were lying to us?"

Anxiously questioning, Dr. Brigg was desperate to save face in front of Professor Bedoley, but the man he questioned looked at him contemptuously, which made Brigg's heart suddenly panic.

Esther was motioned to open a bottle of red wine, and Bill's loose silk dressing gown was half open, revealing his white, strong chest.

Although Esther slammed the wine and glass on the table, his anger was clearly not yet gone.

But that doesn't stop Bill from pouring the wine elegantly, with the crystal goblet glowing ruby in the sunlight and the oak barrel and fruit aromas wafting out of the glass as the decanting time increases.

Three fingers pinched the lower end of the goblet, and Bill looked at the nervous Professor Beddory and Dr. Brigg with a clear sense of superiority, chuckling as he spoke.

"Dr. Brigg, I think you're getting one thing wrong. ”

"We, but different~"8)