Hearing Walter's command, Caesar turned his head to look at Dewey.

With its intelligence, it has long understood that the real person in charge here is Du Wei.

Everyone listened to Du Wei's advice.

So it was very clever to look over and ask for Dewey's opinion first, and it was not until Dewey bowed his head slightly that Caesar let out a low roar at the other three cage monkeys.

The monkeys, who understood what Caesar meant, squeaked out of their cages and consciously followed the way they had come to the outside, opened the door of the scrap car and locked themselves inside.

Then he honestly squatted in it and stopped moving, only daring to look curiously at everything around him with a pair of big eyes.

This style is not at all like those lively monkeys, but more like soldiers in the army.

Walter's surprise at seeing this scene was no less than learning that Caesar could speak.

You know, Caesar wasn't a monkey, he was a chimpanzee.

In other words, Caesar has become the monkey king of the three monkeys as an alien, and if he is replaced by a human, he is the status of an animal trainer.

With a little training, it is possible for Caesar to lead an army of monkeys.

This ALZ-112 is too easy to use.

Now Walter, who no longer has to worry about money, has a strong interest in Caesar, but unfortunately Du Wei won't let him touch Caesar, so he can only give up.

Otherwise, he'll have to try to see if he can extract the remnants of ALZ-112 from Caesar's brain.

This kind of permanent effect is much stronger than short-term NZT with side effects, in Walter's opinion.

However, his life is short, and he really doesn't have the extra energy to start another project.

Walter shook his head and refocused his attention on the small transparent pill in his hand.

Not every second of NZT-96's effect is worth wasting.

Since Du Wei has no problem here, then there is no need for him to worry about anything more.

At least in terms of paying for the money, Du Wei really didn't have any ambiguity, he really wanted to give something.

Then Du Wei solved his worries for him, and he naturally reciprocated.

Seeing Walter back to work, Dewey understood what this guy was thinking.

The purpose of his coming here has been achieved, and there is no reason to stay here any longer.

After saying hello to Walter, Du Wei led the group outside.

When passing by Caesar's abandoned car, Du Wei deliberately stopped and said to Caesar through the dirty car window:

"Don't worry, it won't be long before you'll be able to get out of it."

Caesar stared at Du Wei's eyes and said slowly:

"If I ...... What about being infected with Ebola?"

Du Wei showed a sincere smile:

"Of course, I'll do my best to fight for that fifty percent of your hope of survival.

By the way, I forgot to tell you, I'm a doctor.

I think if you know anything about the profession of a doctor, you should know that people often go to doctors when they are sick.

So listening to the doctor is good for any condition."

For Du Wei's words, Caesar only understood one core meaning, that is, Du Wei was right.

Caesar was intelligent enough for it to understand that even if it left here, it had no way out. ….

The encounters on the road made it clear that there were many people out there who were looking for them.

And Dewey is the only being willing to shelter them.

All that's left is to pray that the terrible virus doesn't befall you.

After all, with a 50% survival rate, Caesar was not confident that he could survive.

After the figure of Du Wei and his party disappeared completely, Caesar looked through the cloudy glass window at Walter, who was busy in the laboratory.

I don't know if Walter deliberately had a relationship, but instead of fogging the glass, he deliberately showed it that he was there

Things to do.

Caesar looked at it and seemed to understand something.

……

On the other side, Frank, who walked out of the parking lot, stretched out and said:

"Looks like this is over, so there's nothing for me to do, right?"

Du Wei shook his head, signaling that it wasn't that simple.

"It's nothing now, but in fact the war has just begun.

You've heard something from the controller on the way.

The Kmorrah family successfully took advantage of the spread of the Ebola virus in the Glorious Society, bringing the Samaritans one step closer to being completely online.

Now in the official view, there are still four monkeys that have not been found, so the Samaritans will not be easily offline.

Although we have machines that give us false identities and can successfully hide in the crowd.

But the sights of the four monkeys could not be hidden.

If the master controller can come to the door, so can others.

In other words, there will soon be some armed forces, both official and private.

So you all have to stand by around here today to prevent Caesar from being snatched away.

And most importantly, Walter can't die."

Frank, who was halfway up his waist, suddenly paused.

He thought that he would be very busy doing things for Du Wei, but he didn't expect that this busyness would not be available for a moment.

He hadn't rested since he left in the morning.

The intense hours of work made every cell in Frank resist the command.

But before he could speak, Xiao on the side said excitedly:

"Really? Will they come a lot of people? Can I kill them at will?"

"Of course, Caesar's value to me is not as important as yours.

So my only request is to kill as many enemies as you can while you save your own lives.

If you can't do anything, you can hand Caesar over.

And you won't have to hold out for long, just survive tonight.

The news that will ferment tomorrow will make the officials not care about it."

Shaw shrugged:

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can get me to do it."

Frank glanced at Shaw, who was also busy from morning to night like him, and wondered if this guy had hyperthyroidism?

However, Xiao Yijie didn't shout tired, and he didn't seem to be able to say anything if he retreated at this time.

Frank gritted his teeth and made a few warm-up movements before speaking:

"Let them come, I haven't warmed up for today's mission.

Besides, it's a waste for you to bring so many weapons and not use them."

When Xiao heard the word weapon, his eyes suddenly lit up: ....

"Weapons? Where?"

Frank looked at Shaw, who was small but full of love of violence, with some surprise.

It's no exaggeration to say that Shaw is the most violent woman he's ever seen.

Frank shook his head and led Shaw to the trunk and pulled open the bags of black gun storage.

A shiny and well-maintained automatic rifle appeared in front of everyone.

These unnumbered automatic rifles are all good for the military, and some of them are specially improved by the Continental Hotel for killers, equipped with powerful silencer modules.

In addition, there are more sniper rifles of all kinds in the gun storage bag.

Among them is the Barrett M82 sniper rifle, which claims to be able to knock out half of a person's body with a single shot.

There is also the VSSK sniper rifle that uses subsonic rounds and has a negligible sound.

It can be seen that when Du Wei chooses weapons, he considers long-range combat more than extremely dangerous short-range combat.

In the corner of the bag, in addition to various bullets, there are also many flashbangs, smoke bombs, and tear gas canisters.

At the same time, defense

There is no shortage of equipment such as gas masks, night vision devices, tactical flashlights, and light body armor.

What's even more exaggerated is that Du Wei even prepared a parachute bag.

This is clearly to encourage them to defend themselves in nearby high-rise buildings.

After seeing this dazzling array of firearms, everyone was a little curious about where Du Wei got so many firearms.

You know, these things can't be bought with money.

Only Gen Mei vaguely guessed that Du Wei might have reached an agreement with the Continental Hotel, no, it should be with the Continental Hotel in Princeton.

Otherwise, these things would not have been collected in such a short period of time.

After everyone had finished selecting the weapons they were capable of, Gen Mei walked a few steps quickly to keep up with Du Wei and asked with some concern:

"You're not going to sell yourself to the Continental Hotel, are you?

Don't deny it, I can see that these guns are full of the killer style of the Continental Hotel."

From Genmei's point of view, only Du Wei could buy so many guns at a great price.

Genmei, who knows the price of mainland hotel services, knows that no matter what the price of a gun is outside, but in the mainland hotel, it has to be a gold coin to start.

The contents of the gun storage bag just now would have to cost 50 gold coins to get down.

But Genmei also knew that Du Wei only had 8 gold coins left, and he couldn't get these guns anyway.

So she wanted to know about Du Wei's predicament and help him solve it.

Who knew that Du Wei's answer exceeded her expectations:

"No, no, I said these guns were shoehorned into me by Winston, do you believe it?"

Hearing Du Wei's words, Gen Mei instantly remembered Du Wei's last big purchase at the Continental Hotel.

She had been a little skeptical last time, but she forgot about it later because of the cloudburst bomb.

Now that I think about it, it seems that there is indeed a secret between Dewey and Winston.

"Hard-stuffed to you? Like the last time you gave a cloudburst bomb?"

"Yes."

After getting Du Wei's affirmative answer, Gen Mei's eyes looked at Du Wei even more strangely.

"You're not going to be Winston's bastard, are you? Why is he so nice to you?" ….

Du Wei smiled, he knew that Gen Mei's mind hadn't turned around for the time being.

"No, it's just that in some matters, Winston is on the same page as we are."

Yigenmei's IQ is almost a little clear, so she quickly asked:

"For example, does he want the high table to fall?"

"No, he'd rather want to replace it."

"Isn't he our enemy?"

"That's the enemy of the future, the ally of the present.

His power can now be borrowed.

By the time he senses that something is wrong, we are no longer something he can deal with.

By the way, come with me to Eddie's, there are some things you need to do, and Finch is not suitable for them."

Genmei nodded, turned around to say hello to Shaw, and drove away in Frank's car.

Frank looked at the taillights of the car that disappeared around the corner, and felt a little lost.

He didn't want to borrow it, but Du Wei taught him an ancient method of guessing boxing from the East.

And said that he couldn't win even if he played ten times.

For this kind of triangular game, Frank naturally didn't believe that he would lose ten in a row.

Then it turned out that his car was driven away by Genmei, because he had ten stones out of his head, not once! Yes! Win!

Du Wei is simply a pervert, and Frank still doesn't know why Du Wei is so sure that he will not change.

For Du Wei, the way to win is very simple, change from rock to scissors or paper, then the palm will naturally have a corresponding forward swing action.

With Du Wei's strengthened brain, it is not too simple to analyze Frank's next move in a short period of time.

For a beginner like Frank, he didn't have the skill of cheating, and it was reasonable that he would lose ten.

Genmei, who drove to Eddie's campaign office, was also very curious about Du Wei's ability to win ten in a row.

In her opinion, the luck component of this game also accounts for a large part, for example, if she doesn't want anything, if she makes any moves, she can always win one out of ten, right?

Thinking of this, Gen Mei drove with one hand, stretched out a hand and invited Du Wei:

"Du Wei, let's try that rock-paper-scissors game you said, right?"

Du Wei, who closed his eyes and recuperated, opened his eyes a little funny:

"Are you sure?"

"Sure, ten, if I win one of them, you'll have to tell me how you know so much."

"And what if you lose?"

Hearing this question, Gen Mei showed a strange smile on her face, she quickly looked back at the space in the car and said:

"Then you can do with me here as you please."

Then Genmei paused, and then added:

"As long as you can do it."

Du Wei raised his eyebrows, is this sister looking down on him?

After the eternal reward, he is no longer the Wuxia Ameng he used to be.

"Okay, come on."

Ten times later, Genmei looked at her open palm in disbelief.

Thinking it was a game of luck, she finally realized that this game is not that simple.

Feeling that she has finally mastered the trick, Genmei realizes that this game is clearly a psychological game. ….

Only through personality analysis can you win every game after you completely grasp the inner thoughts of the other party.

This is undoubtedly a huge burning of brain power!

It is impossible for her to defeat Du Wei when she is distracted and driving!

After snorting coldly, Gen Mei said a little unconvinced:

"You're taking advantage of my driving!"

Du Wei smiled:

"I didn't bet you on a mini-game, you mentioned it yourself.

Since you said that you were taking advantage, can I do this now?"

Du Wei deliberately put his hand on Genmei***'s thigh, Genmei's whole body trembled, and dense pink bumps appeared visibly on her neck.

Feeling the heat in Du Wei's hands, Genmei's heart is now extremely entangled.

Because Du Wei's hand was so close to there, what would she do if Du Wei continued?

Do you let go and lie down and enjoy yourself? Or just use the deadly scissor leg to stop Du Wei from continuing?

But it's obviously a bet I said, wouldn't it be a bit bad to regret it?

But he really continued to get closer inside, and he was afraid that he would not be able to drive properly.

In this tangled state of mind, Genmei actually felt the excitement that she had not felt for a long time.

It's a pity that Du Wei didn't mean anything further at all, he just said:

"Welcome back to play, but it's important to get down to business."

Feeling the heat go away, Gen Mei felt a little lost in her heart.

When it came to kicking the door, Du Wei didn't kick it, which made her heart itch.

"Humph!"

Gen Mei snorted again and decided to ignore Du Wei, and in retaliation, Gen Mei directly stepped on the accelerator under her feet.

The Audi A8, which had been transformed by Frank, suddenly turned into a flood beast and rushed out with a swish.

But the frightened look of Du Wei expected by Genmei did not appear, even if she came to avoid it several times in the traffic, this Du Wei was still very calm.

It was as if I was afraid that these two words would be removed from Dewey's dictionary.

Discouraged, Genmei reluctantly parked the car because they had arrived outside Eddie's campaign office.

Genmei, who was in a good mood, followed Du Wei and walked towards the office.

But at the door, they were stopped by two bodyguards with headsets.

One of them was an old acquaintance of Dewey, Michael.

Michael said with a serious face:

"Guests who don't have a reservation can't enter it, even if you're my regular customer."

Du Wei nodded in understanding, and then called Eddie in front of them.

After receiving Eddie, he immediately rushed down and respectfully picked up Du Wei and the others.

This scene almost knocked Michael's eyes off.

Michael was Dewey's bodyguard for a while.

He knew Du Wei's identity very well.

Du Wei was just a trainee doctor, and he didn't even have much savings, and he couldn't even afford to buy a house in Princeton, so he had to live in a hotel.

Even the money to hire a bodyguard was paid by his colleague Chase.

How could such an intern be treated with such respect by Eddie, the prospective mayor?

He suddenly remembered that Du Wei had specifically told him not to follow him for a while.

Could it be that this Du Wei still has a hidden identity? Is it a second-generation official?

That's why Chase took the initiative to pay for his bodyguards? Would Eddie look at his father's face and be respectful to him?

Everything seems to make sense.

And when Eddie hired him, he said that he was introduced by a friend, and this friend couldn't be Du Wei, right?

Looks like he's going to have to treat Du Wei to dinner if he has a chance.

Such a network can broaden a lot of channels for triple-A security companies.

At that time, he will be able to retire on the spot with this referral fee and enjoy the days of vacationing to Hawaii with his model wife.

Although Michael has a lot of mental activity.

But as a professional bodyguard, he still kept a calm look on his face and watched several people go upstairs.

Recently, for some reason, there have been fewer assassinations against the mayor-to-be, which is good news for them.

He was able to continue to maintain his perfect completion rate.

……

After coming to Eddie's luxuriously decorated bulletproof office, Eddie personally poured a cup of coffee for Du Wei and the others before speaking:

"I've almost sorted out the black material about the Army Institute of Virology, do I need to wait until the Ebola virus incident is over to break the news?"

"No, there is a slight change in the plan, I will have Gen use an anonymous account to point the source of this virus leak on the Internet to the Army Institute of Virology!"

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