With Du Wei's permission, Frank's heart finally relaxed a little.

Since let them try, then give it a try.

If Amherst does come up with a targeted virus, they will save the future of New York State!

Frank, who was much more settled, was finally able to concentrate all his energy on driving.

Frank, who had just switched back to driving, suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

The windows and doors of the houses on both sides of the road were closed, and they didn't look like they were standing on the side of the road when they first arrived, so they didn't have to go to school.

Feeling that something was wrong, Frank turned on the specially tuned radio.

He quickly learned why.

Because all the channels are looping an emergency notification.

「…… Rockland County has found traces of extremist terrorists, please close your doors and windows and do not go out.

Repeat, Rockland County ......"

Unbeknownst to Frank, Du Wei had already transferred the information to the CIA, allowing the official dispatch personnel to fight each other against those who had been sent by the Glorious Society to support but had not had time to evacuate.

He frowned and listened to the siren that was gradually getting high, and said in a deep voice:

"Guys, buckle up, it might be a bit bumpy."

With that, Frank opened a hidden panel under the center console, revealing the familiar red button.

Just as Frank prepares to press it down and engage in a chase with the police cars that are about to collide with him.

His hand was blocked by Du Wei.

Frank looked at Du Wei in confusion, the siren was getting closer.

There wasn't that much room for him to maneuver on such highways instead of town roads.

It's more about how fast the two sides can speed up and whether they can rush through before the agents set up roadblocks.

Therefore, at this time, pressing the NOS acceleration system to increase the speed in advance is the best choice.

"You don't need this, just open it normally."

Out of trust in Du Wei, Frank did not insist on using the NOS acceleration system, but instead stared intently ahead.

In case things didn't go as smoothly as Du Wei said, he also had enough time and enough confidence to lead everyone to avoid the pursuit of the police car.

It's just a matter of taking more time.

But Frank kept watching Du Wei's movements.

I saw Du Wei take out an A4 piece of paper from the co-pilot's glove box, write a string of codes on it, and stuff it in front of the front windshield.

Frank watched Dewey's movements, somewhat bewildered.

Can this string of numbers allow agents to turn a blind eye to their suspicious vehicle coming out of Rockland County?

Even if this number is really useful, maybe those agents will habitually stop them to confirm their identity.

After all, what happened in Rockland County has been defined as extremist terrorist activities.

After being stopped, Amherst, who was constantly making noise in the trunk, would definitely be spotted by these vigilant agents.

Then no matter what their status, it is certain that they will be temporarily detained.

Then the high table will also learn through various channels that Amherst has fallen into the police station.

What will happen after that, Frank doesn't have to think much about it.

He would never allow such a thing to happen!

Holding the steering wheel with one hand, he somehow put his hands on the steering wheel at 3 o'clock and 9 o'clock.

This is the most standard steering wheel position, and it also means that Frank is on high alert.

He wouldn't give the agents a chance to stop their vehicles.

As long as he has this tendency, he will definitely step on the accelerator, directly pull up the speed, and shake off these police cars coming in the opposite direction.

Fortunately, the worst that Frank feared didn't happen.

The dozens of police cars that sped past only slowed down as they passed them, as if to confirm the validity of the number.

Several police cars even rolled down their windows to pay their respects to Frank.

Confused, Frank could only smile back.

But I was curious about the magical code.

The attitude of these agents apparently changed because of that string of code.

After the whizzing police cars were gone, Frank turned his head to Du Wei and asked, after turning on the cruise control:

"What does this number mean? Why did they leave without even a symbolic inquiry?

You can't put magic on it, do you?"

In the face of Frank's ridicule, Du Wei smiled slightly and said the reason bluntly:

"The internal identification code given by the main controller, this identification code means that we are CIA undercover agents fighting on the front line.

In other words, the message that there is extremist terrorist activity in Rockland County is that we risk our lives to send it.

For this kind of person who risked his life to be an undercover agent, they will naturally show respect.

After all, undercover is a profession with a high mortality rate."

Frank raised an eyebrow and said in surprise:

"Did we really get this news out?"

Du Wei nodded:

"Of course, this is a good opportunity, and Amherst is a rare gem for a research-loving force like the Glorious Society.

Therefore, after learning the news of Amherst's disappearance, the Honor Society will definitely send a large number of personnel to investigate.

If we were to solve these people, it would be a bit of a problem.

But if we leave it to the authorities, it will save us a lot of money."

"But that 47 ......?"

"Don't worry, haven't you seen his disguise technique?

Aside from a few small details, his disguise is perfect.

He knew how to survive, and he knew how to contact me.

So, all we have to do now is wait."

Frank nodded, turned his head and turned off the cruise control and turned on the manual driving mode.

Now that they have the "pass", no one in New York State will stop their car in this emergency response to the disaster.

Even if the perpetrators of this poliovirus incident are actually in their trunks.

After driving unimpeded, it didn't take long for everyone to return to the familiar secret laboratory located in the abandoned subway.

Knowing that everyone had returned, Finch stood on the abandoned platform early and waited.

Because there are tens of thousands of children in New York State waiting to be rescued.

The key to their survival is likely to lie in Dewey's operation.

When he saw two bright and familiar lights in the dark tunnel, Finch let out a heavy breath and quickly met it.

"How's it going? Did you find an antibody? Or is there already a vaccine there?"

Looking at Finch, who was constantly asking questions through the car window, Du Wei slowly shook his head.

Finch, who received an affirmative answer, only felt a buzzing in his head, and he couldn't even hear what Du Wei said anymore.

He could only see Du Wei's lips opening and closing, but he couldn't understand the meaning of the words that popped out of Du Wei's mouth.

His face quickly turned pale.

Because he thinks it's all his responsibility to happen!

He regretted that if he had cleared the ice virus that had spread on the Internet earlier......

Could it be that the machine can predict the spread of poliovirus in advance?

Isn't it possible to do all these tragedies without happening?

Will there be hope that these children will survive?

Isn't it...... Unfortunately, there is no time machine, no flash point, and you can't start all over again.

Finch reached out and held on to the car door and gasped for breath, and it took a while to regain his composure, and then Finchim, who had experienced a brief aphasia, understood the meaning of Dewey's words.

Although they didn't find any cure for the polio virus, they managed to capture alive the guy who created the mutated virus, Dr. Gordon Amherst.

Hearing the news, Finch hurried to the trunk of the vehicle, and when he saw the living Amherst, who had been left in the trunk with his hands and feet tied and his mouth gagged.

Finch, who has always disliked violence, can't help but beat up the person in front of him at this moment! It's best to beat it to death!

This kind of anti-human creature deserves hell!

But thinking of the tens of thousands of sick children, Finch resisted the urge in his heart and tore off the gray tape that sealed his mouth.

Then looking at the red and swollen Amherst around his lips, he said in a deep voice:

"If you don't want to die, give me a solution to the poliovirus!"

Amherst smiled contemptuously:

"Don't you know that there are diseases in the world that can only wait for death once you are infected?

Unfortunately, my modified poliovirus is one of them.

However, I prefer to call this new virus, which has completely different genetic segments, a young influenza virus.

A level 5 virus that is better than a level 4 virus!

Do you want to fix it? Oh, go dream!

Human beings are helpless against the fourth-level virus, so how can they make a vaccine against the fifth-level virus!

This society is destined to age, and human beings are destined to dissipate in the dust of history, and return everything to your great nature!

Hahaha-"

Listening to Amherst's wild laughter in the trunk, Finch clenched his fists, and the bruises on his fists bulged.

He had never had such a killing intent towards people for a moment.

This madman in front of him, he really wants to kill him!

"Ah!!h

Finch roared and slammed his fist into Frank's car.

Slammed the grey-painted rear hood into a hole.

Frank, who had just gotten out of the car, was heartbroken when he saw this, but he knew that now was not the time to heartache for the car.

He patted Angry Finch, whom he had never seen before, on the shoulder, and spoke:

"Leave him in the hands of a professional, and we'll get a solution to the polio virus from him."

Reese, who got out of the other car, put his hand on Finch's shoulder on the other side and said:

"It's not your fault, if anything, it's mine.

If I hadn't let him go, I wouldn't be where he is now.

It's my responsibility, so let me do it."

Finch took a deep breath, suppressing the anger that was about to erupt in his heart, and he looked at Reese's eyes and mouth opened and closed a few times, but he didn't say anything after all.

Finally, he walked lonely to his room.

He didn't know, he really didn't know, whether it was right or wrong to let the machine come into the world again.

Seeing this, Reese was about to catch up and enlighten the old friend who had pulled him out of his endless decadence again.

At some point, McKel, who had already walked over, took his hand and shook his head gently:

"Let him go, he'll figure it out, and we have more important things to do."

As the three of them set their eyes on Amherst in the trunk, Amherst inexplicably felt nervous.

Especially when the three strong men gradually approached, they firmly blocked the light from the outside world.

Amherst said with some flustery:

"Don't come here, don't come here—Du Wei—help me!"

Du Wei looked at Amherst, who was carried by Reeser and walked inside, with a look of indifference.

He promised to give them a chance to try, so he naturally wouldn't regret it.

It's just that in the foreseeable future, I'm afraid that New York will have to be hit hard again.

"Did they just let them take Amherst away?

Aren't you afraid that they won't be able to control themselves and kill Amherst for a while?"

Du Wei turned his head to look at the root sister who spoke out and smiled:

"Don't be afraid, I'm sure they know what they're doing.

Although Amherst, an old boy, was thinking about how to exterminate the human race.

But it has to be said that the Honorable Society did see what Amherst could use.

This guy is a rare skill in crafting new virus weapons.

So as long as we don't think about letting him save people, but let him think about how to kill people, then we will have a steady stream of virus weapons."

Hearing the meaning of Du Wei's words, a chill flashed in the heart of the smart Gen Mei for no reason:

"You mean Amherst won't help them save people, but will kill more people in the name of saving people?"

Du Wei smiled:

"I didn't say that, I just said it was a possibility.

One may not convince them to save people.

As for what will turn out in the end, I can't really speculate.

I'm only sure Amherst is only interested in how to kill."

Genmei felt the pressure for no reason, just like Du Wei said, Du Wei only made a judgment based on his personal knowledge of Amherst.

But this is based on subjective ideas that are not supported by empirical evidence, which is difficult to convince others.

After all, what is in front of everyone is not one or two lives, but tens of thousands of lives.

Once anything is in quantity, it is very difficult for people to choose.

It's rare for someone like Du Wei to stick to his beliefs.

"Then you can't just let them go......

Before Gen Mei finished speaking, Xiao, who had already enjoyed herself today, interrupted on the side:

"I don't think there's anything wrong with me, never wake up someone who doesn't want to wake up.

If Du Wei forcibly stopped their actions, I am afraid that there will be a gap within the Salvation Organization.

They can choose to kill one or two lives without hesitation, but this is tens of thousands of lives.

Now is the best choice, anyway, since Du Wei has speculated about what may happen in the future, then I don't think he will be unprepared at all, right?

So after a busy day, let's wash and sleep early."

Seeing that Xiao was frantically hinting at herself, Gen Mei shook her head and didn't say anything more.

After all, if you don't hit the south wall and don't look back, everyone will have one or two times in their lives.

"Okay, then I'll go take a shower first, Du Wei, do you want to come along?"

Du Wei, who thought he had nothing to do, suddenly received an invitation.

He looked at Genmei suspiciously, and when he saw the familiar sly look in her eyes, he suddenly realized that this guy was going to tease him again.

But this is not the case, and he now has enough life to strengthen his motor.

So Du Wei snorted coldly from his nose and was about to say yes, but the mobile phone rang at an inopportune time.

Looking at the new unfamiliar number, Du Wei could only sigh lightly, gave up the opportunity to prove himself, let Gen Mei look at herself with disdain, and then took Xiao's hand into the bathroom.

Thinking that if you just went in together, it would be a six-legged beast?

Thinking about it, Du Wei felt a hot current gushing out of his nose.

Du Wei wiped the back of his hand as if unconsciously, then connected the phone, and said in a tone without the slightest emotion, like a killer:

"Hey."

"I want to know more, what do I need to do?"

"It seems that you know very well that there is no such thing as a free lunch, so I need you to kill someone for me."

"Who?"

"The adjudicator sent to New York by the High Table, I will send you her picture.

After you kill her, you'll get the intel you want."

After saying that, Du Wei hung up the phone without waiting for 47's confirmation.

He was confident that 47 would accept the task.

Because this mission objective must be challenging for 47.

It just so happens that 47 is a person who likes to challenge high difficulties.

The adjudicator will surely excite him!

This is also a good test of the true strength of the adjudicator of the high table.

After all, this guy Du Wei had never seen her make a move, and he mobilized everything with just a mouth and a blue-black judgment coin.

Dewey then sent a photo of the adjudicator's face taken on public camera to 47.

47 on the other end of the phone quickly received the photo, and looked at the skinny tomboy-like adjudicator in the photo, 47 also frowned.

As a former member of the old ICA, he had certainly heard of the legend of the adjudicator.

This is the privileged man at the high table they hostile.

It's just that he didn't expect the famous adjudicator to be like this.

It looks like a fragile one.

But 47 also understood that the adjudicator would not be so simple, otherwise the reputation of the adjudicator would not have spread to the enemy's camp.

After silently noting the appearance of the adjudicator, he dived into the Hudson River again with his diving gear.

It was through this method that he avoided fighting with the Illuminati and the agents.

As 47 passed, the Harrison Aquatic Club, where the gunshots were constantly ringing, suddenly erupted into a shaking tremor.

Countless ashes fell on the Hudson River with flames.

A puff of smoke soared upward, and a radius of thousands of miles was clearly visible.

It's just that I don't know which side carried out such a decisive explosion attack.

……

Secret base.

The familiar torture bag unfolded, and Reeser looked at Amherst in front of him and said:

"Have you figured it out?"

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