Chapter 313: The Game (Part II)
Chapter 313 Game (II)
Ignoring the FBI's high-level executives, Amanda took out a delicate USB flash drive from the black shoulder bag she carried, and with a smile, handed it to a scientist in a white coat on the side: "Sorry, I haven't had time to introduce my name, my name is Amanda, I want to ask you to help me copy a copy of the properties of the material, and also reverse the formula after the metal, thank you." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
"But......" The scientist seemed to want to say something, but Amanda smiled with a hint of non-refusal: "It's nothing, your boss will agree, I trust the FBI to make a wise choice, I don't need this credit, but I need this result." β
The doctor hesitated for a moment, looked at the non-saying FBI executive, and then turned his head and plugged the USB flash drive into the computer.
"Humph!" General Ross on the side snorted coldly, with a terrifying might, and his sharp eyes looked directly at Amanda: "Amanda, what do you mean?" β
"It's not interesting." Amanda shrugged, a hint of wisdom flashed in her eyes: "General Ross, this metal is of no use to you, I don't think the public should know what happened in San Francisco before, a living green monster and the leak of some kind of psychedelic drug are completely different concepts." β
"You threaten me?" General Ross's expression instantly froze, and the whole person was like an enraged lion, with a cold murderous intent in his eyes.
However, this kind of killing intent may be terrifying for ordinary people, but for Amanda, it can only be regarded as average.
Although Amanda's rank may not be as prominent as that of General Ross, the energy of the two is almost the same.
Staring into General Ross's eyes without showing weakness, Amanda hesitated, took out a USB flash drive from her shoulder bag and handed it to General Ross: "This is my sincerity, although I don't know exactly where the green monster is, but I think this should help you." β
General Ross looked at the USB flash drive in his hand, his sharp eyes scanned Amanda, and finally snorted coldly: "Amanda, give you a piece of advice, you are very smart, but smart people often don't live long." β
"Thank you, General Ross, for your advice, I will take it to heart, unfortunately, I also have a word to tell you, sometimes, knowing too much can cause unnecessary trouble." Amanda still had a smile on her face, but there was a chill in it.
General Ross was stunned for a moment, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, looking at Amanda who was casually putting the shoulder bag on the side of the test bench, a trace of imperceptible light flashed in his eyes, and he glanced around, Colonel Stryker was still the same dead face that had not changed for thousands of years, the top management of the FBI still had an ugly face, and the dozen or so scientists around him looked confused.
General Ross seemed to understand something, snorted coldly, and turned to leave.
So the three giants on the scene were only Colonel Stryker and Prison Director Amanda.
The two looked at each other.
Amanda still had a smile on her face, and Stryker still had the same zombie face that had not changed for thousands of years.
The hypocritical smiling tiger and the cold viper.
It's what each other says about each other.
"Colonel Stryker, I don't think you need this metal, as far as I know, the Edelman metal you have in your hand is much better than this one." With a smile, Amanda asked tentatively.
Unlike General Ross, Colonel Stryker is more powerful than a viper, but a viper is more dangerous.
Stryker looked at Amanda with indifferent eyes, like a viper staring at his prey, with a cold voice: "Yes, Edelman metal is indeed much better than this metal, but that doesn't mean I don't need this metal, at least, it's an indisputable fact that Edelman metal can't be mass-produced." β
"Alright, Colonel Stryker." Amanda shrugged her shoulders and smiled with a hint of threat: "I suppose Mr. President shouldn't know about those secret experiments of yours, right?" β
"That's right, but I don't care, I'm not like General Ross." Stryker's eyes were still cold, which made Amanda frown in her heart: "What are your conditions?" β
Stryker asked rhetorically in a cold voice, "What are your conditions?" β
A hint of seriousness flashed in Amanda's eyes: "Colonel Stryker, the Sky Eye Society really needs this metal. β
"Lady Amanda, I need this metal too badly." There was a hint of no refusal in Stryker's cold voice.
The negotiations are at an impasse, and the two are silent with each other, both thinking about how to convince the other party to withdraw, as for the FBI? The confrontation between the two is not yet the turn of the FBI to intervene.
As if thinking of something, Amanda had a smile on her face: "The whereabouts of the original X weapon, if you give up this metal, I can give you detailed information about Logan." β
Stryker was stunned for a moment, and for the first time there was a touch of human surprise in his cold eyes like poisonous snakes, but soon, he was once again covered with coldness, with the same cold voice as ever: "I have to say, the intelligence of your Tianyan Society is really powerful, but it is still not enough." β
Amanda, who noticed the change in Colonel Stryker's eyes, felt a little more sure in her heart: "What do you need?" β
Stryker was silent, the cold viper pondering the gains and losses this time: "I need Logan's information, as well as forty percent of the benefits of this metal, and you are responsible for helping me collect information about Professor X, a mutant." β
Amanda shook her head: "I'm sorry, I can give you the information of the original X weapon, forty percent of the benefits are too much, two percent at most, Professor X, we are not responsible, and mutants are not within our control." β
Stryker shook his head, he knew that it would be difficult for the other party to agree to his conditions, but Stryker still had a backhand: "I can give you a piece of information." β
Amanda was stunned for a moment, and a touch of arrogance appeared in her eyes for the first time: "I'm sorry, we are the Tianyan Society, and there are no secrets in this world that we don't know." β
Stryker chuckled, but this laugh was creepy, and it would make people subconsciously think of the night owl's piercing chirping: "Cosmic Rubik's Cube, I know the whereabouts of the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, and besides, I believe that S.H.I.E.L.D. will agree to my conditions." β
"Two percent of the metal interest, no meddle in any industry involving this metal for fifteen years, believe me, this is enough for your experiment, we will help you solve Magneto, and convince Mr. President to support your plan, this is my final bottom line, you should know that the one-eyed dragon of S.H.I.E.L.D. is not so easy to get along with."
"Deal." Stryker's stiff face squeezed out a very unnatural smile.
Seeing Stryker agree, Amanda was relieved.
The two shook hands with each other with a smile, but in their hearts they were scolding each other for being a cunning old fox.
In this way, the two left the underground laboratory with a smile, leaving behind a confused scientist and a sinking FBI executive, yes, now in the laboratory, in addition to the FBI executives, there is only a group of scientists who don't know anything.
As she was leaving, Amanda closed the door to the laboratory with great care.
"Ms. Amanda, I'd love to know what you're carrying in your lab bag."
"It's nothing, it's just a very volatile toxin."
"I'm right, Ms. Amanda, you're as cold-blooded as I thought."
"Thanks for the compliment."
"What about the scientists in the lab?"
"Just another batch, and I've got the first initial information."
"That doctor, is that your man?"
"Of course."
"What a cold-blooded woman."
"You too, Colonel Stryker."
"You're not afraid that this kind of behavior will completely offend the FBI?"
"When the FBI was going to monopolize the technology, they should know what was waiting for them, and I think the public would be more willing to accept a failed experiment than to be discredited by being imprisoned."
Five minutes later, Amanda and Stryker walked into the corpse-strewn laboratory, and a hint of jealousy flashed in Stryker's cold eyes as Amanda smiled and took away the USB flash drive and twenty-eight metal bows and arrows.
What a cold-blooded woman!
At the same time, in the outside world, the NSA executives, who had just returned to the office, received a report from their subordinates.
The slave belongs to the special creature of the American special forces, an alien robot from Cybertron, who completely disappeared during the time he left.
Walt?