Amherst, who had already seen the speed at which Genmei opened the door, was completely numb.

He didn't know that Genmei in front of him had always been a strong candidate to compete for the first hacker.

But right now, in his heart, this woman who can kill people and open doors is the number one hacker.

It would be even more perfect if you could get into bed.

It's a pity that all this seems to have nothing to do with him as a prisoner.

For Du Wei, Amherst's existence seems to be an intelligence machine.

After asking what viruses were here, where they were placed, and how they needed to be stored, Du Wei didn't choose to let anyone else get them.

Instead, let Amherst go and put those terrible level 4 viruses in a short-term freezer while being threatened with a gun.

When it is clear where the virus is, as long as the person with the gun is stable and accurate, there is naturally no possibility of mistake.

Amherst had no chance to move under the watchful eye of several pairs of eyes behind him.

Changing the genes of the virus is not something that can be done with his hands, he has to use the appropriate equipment.

Obviously, he doesn't have the conditions to touch any of the instruments now.

He could only be an honest porter, packing various viruses, including Ebola virus and smallpox virus, and handing them over to Reeser for safekeeping.

As everyone walked out of the undersea passage, Genmei, who had already set the self-destruction program, pressed the switch on the tablet in her hand.

Bang!

A dull thud came from behind him.

This fourth-level laboratory of the Evil Glory Society was reduced to ashes in the icy seawater.

But when they walked out of the basement, they were surprised to find a man dressed as a bartender who found a body lying on the ground.

When he saw someone appear, the bartender immediately fell to the ground and stepped back with a panicked face.

Several people immediately turned their eyes to Du Wei, trying to get Du Wei's confirmation that they wanted to kill the only witness.

Du Wei chuckled and shook his head, although the person in front of him was well disguised and his expression was in place, he finally noticed the difference in the bartender in front of him through some details that ordinary people might overlook.

First of all, he was obviously looking at the corpse, but his hands were good enough to avoid getting bloodstained, as his hands needed to hold the two custom-made 1911 twin guns known as the "Silver Dancer".

Secondly, as a bartender, he doesn't have the slightest smell of alcohol on his body, which is not like a bartender who specializes in bartending in this kind of high-end club.

And then his hairstyle was so neat, that it was like a wig.

In the end, the timing of this guy's appearance was too coincidental.

Du Wei didn't believe that there was a coincidence in this world and would bump into this bartender here, so he could only be the killer, the killer codenamed 47!

So Du Wei just looked directly at the bartender's flustered eyes and asked:

"47, why are you here?

I remember that you only take difficult tasks, and there are no difficult targets here."

The bartender replied with a blank face:

"What are you talking about, I don't understand?"

Amherst looked at the bartender pretending to be garlic, as if he saw his former self.

I once wanted to pretend that I didn't know anything in front of Du Wei, but Du Wei used that terrible torture tool vise to teach himself how to face reality.

Now, he can finally use the mentality of a bystander to appreciate the tragic punishment of this person who tried to pretend to be stupid in front of Du Wei.

It is also strange to say that even though he has been tortured, he wants to see others suffer like him.

But the direction of things in front of him was different from what he imagined.

He had never seen such a friendly Dewey.

I only heard Du Wei speak:

"Oh? Since you didn't do it, your target wouldn't be us.

Could it be someone from the Level 4 Laboratory?

Ah, then I'm sorry, because all the people inside are dead.

Oh yes, here's my business card, you can come to me if you need help.

I know a lot about the Divine Will, but you may not know who they are.

But what I can tell you now is that they were the ones who supported the Altmeyer genetic engineering program in the first place.

They are one of the twelve seats at the high table......

If you want to know more, contact me."

Du Wei deliberately didn't continue halfway through his words, just stuffed the black-and-gold business card into the jacket pocket of the bartender's vest.

After patting the bulging pockets, Du Wei ignored the bartender who was still in a panic, and walked away with the people.

In a little while, the Glory Society's support will come.

Du Wei didn't have the idea of confronting the Glory Society, and the Glory Society would have left it to the CIA to deal with.

So Du Wei changed hands and set up a fourth-level laboratory here for the Glorious Society, and soon passed on the news of the arrival of a large number of personnel to the "main controller".

And tell the controller that this is the number that the machine spits out, the number about polio.

The main controller, who had long been scolded for the sudden polio virus incident in New York State, immediately gritted his teeth after receiving the news.

The news came too slowly, but even though it was late, she was finally able to make a difference.

After all, since the appearance of the Samaritans, there are many forces in this world who have learned how to circumvent super AI surveillance, so it is reasonable to delay detection.

It's always better to do something than nothing.

At the Harrison Water Club, the slumped bartender had a gleam in his eyes after confirming that everyone was gone.

"He knows me...... He even recognized me and made eye contact with me...... It was as if my arrival had been expected by him...... It can't ......."

Killer 47 muttered to himself, he had no idea that a stranger he had never met would be able to reveal his identity and guess what he was going to do.

I don't know why the man showed enough kindness to him, but he still had something to do.

Now is not the time to think about what you don't have, after all, these people are coming out of the basement.

That's where he's targeting!

He stepped past the bloodstained black gold business card in the corner and into the basement where Dewey and the others had come out.

He opened the glove cupboard, revealing the heavy steel door behind it.

Just as he was about to enter the password he had gotten, he suddenly remembered Du Wei's words.

The Level 4 laboratory behind the door had been buried at the bottom of the sea, and the target of the mission Diana had given him had also died inside.

Wouldn't it be dangerous to open the door now?

Do you want to believe that man's words?

After a brief hesitation, Killer 47 finally chose a more secure approach.

He found the rope and secured himself, entered the complex code, and with the sound of the machine, the heavy steel door suddenly slammed open as if someone had punched him.

Crash!

The tremendous pressure washed out countless shards of glass from the icy sea water mixed with the undersea passage.

Killer 47 was slammed directly into the wall by the sudden flow of water.

Fortunately, he was mentally prepared before this, so that he had time to prepare for the impact when the water was blowing.

Otherwise, he would have fainted if he slammed into the wall this time.

But the physical pain was far less than the shock in his heart.

What that guy said is true, he really ruined this mysterious underwater level 4 laboratory!

Who the hell is this guy?

"Not good!"

Killer 47 suddenly remembered something as he looked at the rapidly rising water level, and he frantically swam down the rope tied around his waist.

He needs to get that business card!

Since this guy is telling the truth, then it is likely that what he said about the Divine Will Secret Society is also true!

Half a quarter of an hour later, soaking wet, 47 finally picked up the black and gold business card that was gradually contaminated with blood, and looked at the number on it that was gradually blurred to the point that it was almost unrecognizable.

47 After writing it down, tear up the business card completely.

He had already heard the brakes of nearby vehicles, and it was time to get out of here.

As for the "brothers and sisters" here, he and they just share the same father's DNA.

……

In the car leaving Rockland County, Frank, who was driving, finally couldn't help but ask:

"Why did you let the bartender go?

Didn't you keep saying that since we're going to stop the high table, we're going to have to follow the killer code more strictly than they do?

The second Killer Code clearly states that you must kill all witnesses to ensure your safety.

And that's why we've not been exposed to the high table.

Now that you've broken it, I need to know why?"

Du Wei, who was sitting in the co-pilot with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes:

"Because he might be another knife for us."

Frank was stunned for a moment, then asked:

"Just like John?"

Du Wei affirmed:

"Just like John."

Frank, who received the answer, immediately understood the purpose of Du Wei's move.

If the bartender is a killer with the same perverted skills as John, it is indeed a good sharp knife.

The high table is too big, and the group of people really can't run enough.

Like some missions, it's not enough to go alone.

For example, this mission to capture Amherst in Rockland County, they were almost fully dispatched to deal with the bodyguards around the target so easily.

This is still under the advantage of their first move.

In fact, when fighting with several dark whistles at close range, everyone can feel the extraordinaryness of the other side.

They are more like robots that meticulously execute their programs than their own people.

This is their advantage and precisely their disadvantage.

With more combat experience, they flexibly used the "items" in the scene to defeat them.

But if it's really a one-on-one fair fight, life and death are really unpredictable.

So the lack of people is an urgent problem for the Salvation Organization.

There were twelve seats at the high table, and it was a question of whether or not they had twelve people in the Salvation Organization.

So, of course, Frank raised his hands and feet in favor of Dewey's decision to admit members.

"Okay, but can that kid really do it? I just saw that he was panicking."

"Hey, killers like John who rely entirely on force are in the minority.

There are many more killers who like to kill people in an easier way.

Disguise is a common tactic used by this type of killer.

Think about it, an old man who has been selling fruit at your doorstep for a long time, will you guard against him?

After you walked past the stall, the killer who disguised himself as an old man took out a silenced pistol from the watermelon and assassinated you, is this possible?"

Frank thought about it carefully, and in this case he did seem to be dead.

"You're saying that guy is pretending? Wow, his acting skills are really good, it's a shame not to make movies."

Du Wei shook his head, saying that making movies is the real tyrannical thing.

"Making movies? That kind of undifficult thing didn't attract his attention.

He prefers difficult targets, so I'm giving him them."

Frank frowned, remembering Dewey's previous conversation with Killer 47.

"Is the Divine Will secret?

Speaking of which, this is the first time I've heard of this organization, and is it a member of the High Table Table, according to you?

So what's the ICA in Amherst's mouth?

And is the gene editing in the killer cultivation program you mentioned earlier related to this?

Is 47 the same code name as Daredevil or is it really his name?"

At this point, Frank kept asking questions like a curious baby.

Du Wei did not show his impatience with Amherst, but was very careful to answer, which could be regarded as telling Xiao and Genmei in the back row.

As for Amherst, who was blindfolded and gagged and dropped in the trunk of a four-wheel drive, he couldn't hear any valid information at all, except that the earbuds couldn't block the special noise.

"It all matters, I didn't have an embryo gene editing project on the high table before, and I want to cultivate a group of killers who have no emotions and only know how to be loyal to the high table.

Naturally, the implementation of this plan requires the world's top genetic laboratories and the world's top genetics experts.

Dr. Altmeyer was the genetics expert, and the Divine Secret Society was the force in charge of the project.

As for ICA, it can be considered the main competitor of the high table in the early stage.

But after the rise of the Continental Hotel Killer, the power of the ICA has shrunk so much that many people are now unaware of the existence of the ICA.

The ICA, whose power has been greatly reduced, has naturally been eroded by the Divine Will, and the existence of those barehead with identification codes on the back of their heads is the best proof of this.

Today's ICA is more like a public platform for the Divine Secret Society to rent out the rest of the seats at the high table.

Therefore, Amherst only knew that the Glorious Society had hired ICA bodyguards to escort him, but he did not know that the main messenger behind it was the Divine Secret Society.

As for 47, hehe, the name is just a code name, if you want to talk about the source, you can only say that he was batch 47 in that batch of successful embryos.

That's his name from then on, because the other 47 are dead."

When they heard the last sentence, a chill inexplicably appeared in the hearts of the others.

Du Wei didn't say it explicitly, but one can't help but guess the meaning of it.

I'm afraid that these gene-edited killers have experienced an incomparably brutal survival of the fittest.

So only one person behind each number can inherit this unique code.

This was well known when they fought in close combat.

After a brief silence, Frank stopped thinking about the Secret of the Divine Will.

After all, you can't eat a fat man in one bite, and the things in front of you haven't been solved yet, and it's useless to think about things farther.

"Dewey, what are you going to do with this Gordon Amherst?

Give it to the CDC and let them develop a vaccine?"

Du Wei shook his head again and said in an affirmative tone:

"Now everyone who is infected with poliovirus will die.

Do you think a guy determined to bring humanity to its end will leave a way out for the virus he has developed?

At best, the virus won't spread out of New York State."

Frank opened his mouth and said for a long time:

"But you said that you still need to tie the bell to the bell, so we left Amherst alive.

Otherwise, let alone Risser, I want to cut this guy with a thousand knives!"

Du Wei nodded, and said calmly:

"That's true, but what I haven't said is the polio virus.

I left him to solve another bigger bell, I want him to help me develop a stronger virus, I want him to help me assassinate the elders of the high table!

The Elder who is above the twelve tables on the high table!"

As Du Wei's words fell, the long-lost system prompt sounded again.

[Host's salvation ambition detected.] 】

[Salvation Wish Branch Progress - Kill the Elder of the High Table (0/??) ）】

……

Frank never imagined that Dewey had never wanted to contain the poliovirus outbreak in New York State in the first place.

Instead, he wanted to use Amherst's special talents to launch an attack on the Elders of the High Table!

The two are indeed very much in line with Dewey's values.

To save the spread of the virus in New York State, Dewey may only save 10,000 or fewer lives.

Because, as he said, there is no way that Amherst now will have a corresponding vaccine.

He had come to exterminate humanity, so how could he leave a way out?

And if you kill the elders of the high table, the people you can save are not simply counted by numbers.

But no matter what, the elder's control over the high table is definitely not comparable to that of 20,000 people.

The gains and losses here are definitely more people that can be saved by killing the elders!

Dewey was sure of this, and Frank was sure of it now!

It's just that......

"Is there really no way to save the innocent children in New York State?"

Du Wei thought for a moment and pointed in the direction of the trunk:

"You can't ask me about this, you have to ask him, as long as you don't kill him, I think you can try it.

Maybe he can really make antibodies and develop a corresponding vaccine?

But I don't think you should trust him too much even if there is a vaccine.

Remember, his intention was to destroy humanity rather than save it.

So it's no problem for him to develop a virus that kills people, and a vaccine to save people, I can only say good luck to you."

Hearing Du Wei's words as if he had closed the coffin, Frank smiled helplessly:

"You should always try, shouldn't you? That's 20,000 children, and I can't ignore them.

Especially when we have Amherst as the initiator.

I'm not willing to try it."

Du Wei was noncommittal about this, he had already reminded him, so the consequences would naturally be borne by Frank and his party.

"Try it and you'll die."

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