Buzz~

While Dean was anxiously waiting, Little Mike had not sent a signal to connect.

This made him feel a little uneasy.

Dean didn't care about the signal exposure, and directly called the security office of Mike Jr.'s estate.

He paid his salary for these security guards, including gardeners, nannies, and housekeepers who served the estate.

Nominally, Dean is their real boss.

These people are responsible for Mike's daily life, safety, and surveillance.

Fortunately, there were no surprises this time.

On the other end of the phone, a rough voice answered Dean's call for the first time: "BOSS? ”

"Yes, is there anything unusual on the manor?"

Dean subconsciously lowered his voice.

"No, everything is fine, boss." , the tone on the other end of the phone paused, as if plucking up the courage to continue: "But the butler said that Mr. Mack's physical condition has been getting worse and worse recently, and more"

"And what?"

"And Mr. Mike seems to have been busy with some very strange things lately, in charge of cleaning security, and recently in the garbage passage, he found some wreckage, which should be the ashes of some kind of creature."

Hearing this, Dean breathed a sigh of relief.

These ashes should be the remains of small mice that were incinerated after Mike's experiment.

This is a small incinerator that Dean specially helped Little Michael buy after sending the little experimental rats to keep it secret, although it can't handle large animal carcasses, but the little mice are still fine.

Then again.

These security and logistics personnel, after all, were invited by the connections of the local tyrant Ruosi, although the confidentiality is reliable, but it is not completely reliable, and after having enough money and subordinates in the future, they still have to use their own people.

However, Dean prefers to give Little Mike a separate laboratory in the future, or rather, an experimental base, and I believe that Little Mac will not refuse when he knows about it.

After making sure that Mike was not in danger, Dean asked about the recent situation at the manor before hanging up.

Half an hour later.

Xiao Mike finally called back: "I'm sorry, I just spent some time in order to query some information, what you want to know, I already have the results." ”

Listening to the cold voice on the other end of the phone, Dean said angrily, "You should at least say hello to me in advance." ”

"You can easily be sure I'm safe, but calling back instructions will waste a few seconds of my time, as I'm explaining to you now, and it's actually a waste of time.

I'm running out of time.

The daily overload of the test caused my physical condition to continue to deteriorate.

I probably have less than half a year to go, and then I will lose my organ failure and incapacitation, so I need to cherish my limited time for some unnecessary things. ”

Little Mike's voice was indifferent, but Dean was a little ashamed to listen.

He did slack off when it came to helping Mike.

Fortunately, little Mike is not a hypocritical person, and he does not have this kind of emotion, but continues:

"Because there are a lot of code words on the materials on the SWAT base, in order to decipher them as soon as possible, I directly searched for the wars that occurred in all regions of the world in the 1960s, and found that the most suitable place was Vietnam.

To ensure the correctness of the information.

I also found some of the relevant information stored directly from the Pentagon's newly established information base.

The information, though not classified, confirmed my suspicions. ”

"Vietnam?"

Dean couldn't help but think of something he knew.

In the past life, between 1955 and 1975, the United States and Vietnam were at war.

Said before.

This world is more like a parallel world from Dean's previous life, a lot of things, plausible.

This includes the global situation.

It was a relatively complicated history, probably in order to compete for the right to speak in the world, support the younger brother to seize the territory, and seize the dominance of the national ideology, the United States controlled the younger brother, and launched a war against Vietnam with the Philippines as a pedal.

Because of the terrain, the war was not as easy as Lao Mei imagined at the beginning, but fell into a long and cruel tug-of-war, and this is only the beginning, there are still many complex international situations behind, resulting in a war that swept the Eastern Hemisphere, so I will not go into detail here.

Dean's main areas of activity in his previous life were Southeast Asia and Europe, but he was very familiar with Vietnam, especially the jungle terrain over there, which was very suitable for burying corpses.

Of course, it would be nice if there were fewer landmines left over from the war.

So, the so-called 'Gates of Hell' plan is Vietnam?

But what does that have to do with a little SWAT in Los Angeles?

Dean had thought it strange before.

As an urban anti-terrorism team, SWAT is a dozen or twenty people at most, what qualifications and economy do they have to set up a base?

Unless, they're just the base's security team.

These thoughts, which seem like long ones, only pass through Dean's mind for a second or two.

He thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Let's just say the result." ”

Now is not the time to explore these things, the murderer has not been locked down, the threat on the campus side has not been figured out, and even Daisy's side can't be cared for, and Dean's time is very tight.

"Based on some superficial information that existed in the Pentagon, I judged that the American Federation at that time was forced by the threat of the northern woolly bear at that time and wanted to end the war quickly.

On the one hand, they came into contact with the pro-American faction in South Vietnam and wanted to establish pro-American power and unify Southeast Asia, and by the way, they took this opportunity to assist South Korea in unifying the peninsula, so as to suppress the ideological spread of the Mao Bear country.

Eventually, with the support of the Commonwealth of America radicals, they wanted to replicate the attack on Hiroshima and Nagasaki, and codenamed the plan Hell's Gate. ”

On the other end of the phone, there was the sound of Mike drinking water and coughing slightly.

Take a break.

Little Mike continued:

"The hell gate plan is not simply a battlefield nuclear strike, which will affect the international image of the American Federation, and the nuclear threat of the hairy bear country is also a very important factor.

Therefore, the radicals at that time mobilized a lot of resources and manpower to develop nuclear technology in various universities in the United States, in an attempt to develop a more 'clean' nuclear weapon.

This was more than the technological means of the time.

The American Federation spent a lot of resources and manpower, but there was no breakthrough gain, and there were also fluctuations in the relationship between the eastern power and the hairy bear country at that time.

Strategic plan changes.

Eventually, the program was terminated, and the people involved in the research at the various universities were disbanded. ”

With all that said, little Mike started coughing again.

His physical condition is indeed worse than before because of the long-term experimental research.

Even loud speeches put a lot of burden on him.

Dean took this to heart, and after digesting the information that Little Mac said, he said thoughtfully: "Little Mack, do you mean that here in Los Angeles, someone took over the scientific researchers who were dismissed here at that time, and has been secretly continuing to conduct research in this area?" ”

"Yes, the people involved in the research in Los Angeles at that time were themselves scientists funded and supported by the Carmen family, the overlord of Los Angeles at that time, and they have been serving the Carmen family since then.

In many places, they have their own experimental bases.

It wasn't until the Carmen family was assassinated for unknown reasons that most of the clansmen were assassinated, and the bases behind them lost control and were either swallowed up by families in other regions or absorbed by the Federation.

Among them, the small base guarded by SWAT began to serve Saul after those security personnel followed the new mayor of Los Angeles, Mr. Saul. ”

Hearing this, Dean suddenly brightened.

If he didn't guess wrong.

In that deserted community, there must have been scientific researchers from that base who conducted private research, which led to the loss of control of radiation and the dispersal of personnel.

As for Daisy, I am afraid that it was also during the investigation that she found clues and was taken away by SWAT's people.

But that's not right.

Unless the people at SWAT have been paying attention to the abandoned community, where did they get the manpower and energy to arrest Daisy so quickly?

Super physical fitness and higher than ordinary mental attributes, so that Dean's little head is like a small computer, thinking in high speed, all kinds of ideas collide in his mind, and finally come to a conclusion: fishing!

After cleaning up the hidden dangers left by the community.

The people of SWAT continue to stay in the community to fish, indicating that the hidden dangers are not clean!

The key to this lies in the person who caused the community to be ruined!

Dean hurriedly relayed these speculations to Mike Jr.

Although Mike Jr. crushes Dean, who didn't spend energy on these things, in terms of technical research, he is not as good as Dean for solving crimes.

But a smart person is a smart person, and he can understand it at all.

Little Mike only thought for a few seconds, and then suddenly said: "Dean, you mean, the people at SWAT, the guy who caused the desolation of the community, are not just for the purpose of conducting private research in the community, and the follow-up personnel who deal with hidden dangers have not found the source of the radiation leakage in the community?" ”

Dean nodded on the other end of the phone: "Yes, I suspect that guy wanted to make a rudimentary nuclear weapon to sell, and he has already made it, but something went wrong in the middle to cause a slight radiation leak." ”

He couldn't help but think of the danger perception before.

Could it be that my guess is not wrong, there is really an uncontrolled nuclear bomb on the campus of the university town?

If so, it's too exciting.

Experience points on the Violence Panel are getting harder and harder to obtain.

If you get this nuclear bomb yourself, how much experience will you gain?

The point is that it is difficult to build a nuclear bomb privately!

Receiving space, as a means of nirvana, is it 10,000 times better than storing those bullets?

I just don't know how big that nuclear bomb is and whether the space can be retracted.

Dean guessed that it wouldn't be too big, otherwise access to materials would be a problem.

On the other end of the phone, hearing that he still had a task, Xiao Mike rubbed his sore fingers and said indifferently: "Okay, I know, there are clues about that person on that network log, I will contact you after I find out." ”

Here, Dean and the two end their communication.

Ground floor of the University City campus.

In an inconspicuous space, hundreds of people's eyes were tingling under the incandescent light.

But these men and women in white coats and different skin tones did not dare to close their eyes one by one, and all looked at the tall man in front of them in blue overalls and a pair of sunglasses in fear.

The man lit a cigarette for himself with an indifferent expression, and after taking a deep breath, he looked at a fat yellow man with a pale face holding his bloody wrist on the side: "All the people here are here?" ”

The fat man nodded hurriedly, and said in a trembling voice: "This is just a biological research institute that is responsible for studying some inconvenient appearances on the bright side, and there are only so many personnel." ”

As the person in charge here, he could never have imagined that one day, there would be terrorists who would patronize the general biological research institute in a university town.

Although there are some strange things to be studied here, they are all for academic leadership, and there is nothing to worry about!

Otherwise, the security outside would not be so lax.

My God.

The fat man prayed in his heart: "Who will save me, it's not easy to mix up some status in this foreign land, I haven't enjoyed it for long, I must not die here!" ”

The tall man, after asking, just silently looked at the group of researchers of different skin colors below.

Most of them are yellow, but there are relatively few white-skinned people and only three dark-skinned people.

This is also normal.

In terms of intelligence, the yellow race is naturally higher than the white race and the black race, plus these people, either multi-generation immigrants, or foreigners who have finally stayed here after studying abroad, as long as the welfare is in place, they are very obedient and willing to work, and it is easy to handle, which has caused the current scene.

However, a yellow person became the director of this laboratory, which shows that this laboratory is not very important in the school.

But these are all indifferent things for the tall man in front of him.

His goal was not this laboratory in the first place.

The tall man, his eyes skimmed over the crowd, a young man with his head down, not daring to look at him, the corners of his mouth pulled up, causing the long scar on the side of his cheek to twist, which also made his whole person look a lot more hideous.

Several female researchers, who had been looking at him, were directly startled by his smile.

The young man, who had been watched by the tall man, also subconsciously raised his head, but he happened to meet the other party's gaze, and he was so frightened that he finally couldn't hide it, knelt on the ground, and begged for mercy loudly: "Brother Qian, I don't know about the Mengmeng thing, I don't know!! ”

The colleague standing next to the young man was startled by his sudden movement and hurriedly dispersed.

Bang~

A gunshot rang out.

A few drops of blood slipped down.

The young man was in a trance, and with the inconspicuous little black hole on his head, he fell to the ground.

The back of his smashed head was undisguised in the incandescent light, red and white, impacting the gaze of the surrounding researchers, and completely crushing their restless minds.

Ahhh

All kinds of terrified howls resounded through this small area.

Someone fled outside, despite the fact that the passage was locked.

Someone crouched in a corner, regardless of the fact that it didn't do anything for a gun-wielding bandit.

More people kept retreating, regardless of the fact that everyone was crowded together, just trying to get farther away from the madman in front of them.

The tall man seemed a little bored about all this.

He spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth and sighed: "Lao Tzu gave you money to go abroad, but you couldn't even take care of my sister, but I have a good heart, and before I came over, I sent your whole family to wait for you below, after all, I am worthy of you calling me my eldest brother for so many years." ”

Talk to yourself.

The tall young man smiled and looked at the group of poor researchers who were huddled together: "Don't be afraid, now, those who are from the Chinese are from China, stand up." ”

The crowd didn't know what this yellow-skinned madman was trying to do.

The person who had just been shot was also yellow-skinned, and the two knew each other, but they were shot in the head.

That's a madman.

No one at the scene dared to answer at all.

Seeing this, the tall young man just silently raised the muzzle of the gun in his hand.

"FK, don't kill us!"

With a roar that bordered on collapse.

A yellow researcher was pushed out by a white colleague next to him and fell to the smooth ground that was still splattering with brains and blood.

It's like a signal.

Yellow-skinned people were pushed out by their colleagues one after another, and there were also white people who wanted to push people, who were kicked to the ground by several yellow people and howled, and the scene became a mess.

The tall young man looked at the chaos in front of him with a smile, but there was no smile in the crooked eyes under the sunglasses.

This world without his own sister is too boring.

Only pain, fear, can awaken the squalor in those darkness.

Only events with a large enough impact can make the world's eyes converge here, to explore the hidden stories behind death, and to value the hands left behind.

This disgusting world needs nuclear leveling!

4600 words offered, good night brothers.

(End of chapter)