Could this be what Professor X wants to see?

Roy and Wolverine quickly exchanged glances.

Although Professor X's arrangement seemed a little wrong, they didn't refuse and nodded.

"Okay, since you all have no opinion, then this time it's better for the two of you to go over and help Scott."

"The specific situation, he will tell you at that time, you can get ready and go."

Professor X said to Roy and the others.

"Okay, Professor."

Roy and Wolverine replied at the same time.

When Storm Girl and the others left the underground conference room, Wolverine took out his phone and contacted Cyclops.

After hearing that Cyclops was now in Washington, D.C., he began to understand why Professor X had let him run with Roy.

Washington, D.C. is the capital of a beautiful country.

There is a secret research institute in Washington, D.C., that studies mutants, and if the officials of the beautiful country don't know about it, no one will believe it.

After talking to Cyclopyo, Wolverine said to Roy:

"Is there anything else you have to prepare?"

"Nope."

Roy replied immediately.

"Okay, let's go now."

With that, Wolverine took the lead towards the garage.

When Wolverine left the basement conference room, Professor X suddenly said to Roy:

"In this rescue operation, you may meet some official people."

"Scott and Logan are both adults, and there are some things that are not convenient for them to do."

"You're still underage, even if something is wrong, there is a step down the two sides, do you understand what I mean?"

Although Professor X was more tactful, Roy knew what he was trying to say.

Isn't it just that you want him to use his underage status to do something that is inconvenient for adults?

Nothing to be embarrassed about!

"Understood, I know what to do."

Roy replied quickly.

"Okay, then it's hard for you."

Professor X said slowly.

A few minutes later.

Rogan drove Cyclops out of school with Roy and headed straight to Westchester County Airport.

Because of the destruction of the Blackbird, the school now has no reliable means of flying.

So in this case, Roy and they had to choose to take a civilian airliner to Washington.

Although the airliner of the civil aviation is far inferior to the Blackbird, it is better than driving to Washington.

It's past one o'clock in the morning.

Roy and Wolverine arrive at the hotel where Cyclops lives in Washington.

When the hotel door opened, laser eyes wearing crimson glasses appeared in front of them.

"Come in and talk about it."

Laser glanced at the two of them and said quickly.

Inside the hotel room.

When Wolverine and Roy were both seated, Cyclops continued:

"Why did the professor arrange for the two of you to come over, I guess you've already guessed it."

"This rescue operation will not be difficult."

"However, as soon as we make a move, the official side will receive the news immediately."

"When the time comes, it's possible that the Washington police, the FBI, the Department of Homeland Security, and other agencies will send people over."

"So this time we have to fight quickly, rescue the mutants inside before the others arrive, and get the information we need."

Cyclops said as he took out the construction drawings he had gotten out of nowhere and spread them out on the table.

Then, he pointed to the main and back doors on the construction drawings and said:

"This is the construction drawing submitted by the research institute when it was filed, and it must have undergone a second transformation, but the overall structure should not change much."

"In order to save time, everyone went their separate ways."

"You two go in through the front door, and I'll go in through the back door."

"After entering, find the room where the mutants are held as soon as possible, rescue the person, and then go to the laboratory or data room to take the information we need."

Lasereye gave a brief account of his plan.

Although the rescue plan he made was simple, this kind of thing was not much more complicated in the first place.

Save people, get information, retreat!

Basically all mutant rescue operations follow a similar process.

Roy has experienced similar rescue operations in the training room under the school for an unknown number of times.

"I'm okay with that, what about you?"

Roy asked, turning to Wolverine.

"I'm okay with that."

Wolverine said quickly.

"Okay, since you all have an opinion, let's go according to the plan."

"At three o'clock in the morning, the rescue operation began on time."

Cyclops lifted his wrist and glanced at the watch on his wrist.

"Good!"

Roy and Wolverine replied at the same time.

Although it was only one o'clock now, and there was still more than an hour before the official start of the operation, it was impossible for them to wait until three o'clock in the hotel to set off.

Once the time was set, they left the hotel.

In order to facilitate his movements, Cyclops had rented two cars early in the morning to go to the research institute and lead people to evacuate.

Institute of Tropical Reptiles and Insects!

Looking at the specially officially named institute at the end of the street, Roy said to Wolverine, who was sitting in the driver's seat:

"Do you think there is any official support behind this institute?"

"I don't care about this kind of thing, I just need to know that there are mutants in there waiting for us to rescue."

Wolverine said as he smoked a cheap cigar.

Speaking of which, after Wolverine joined the X-Men, his income was not low.

But for some reason, he prefers to smoke cheap cigars with worse taste and taste than to buy better quality handmade Cuban cigars.

"That being said, it would be easier to move if we could figure out whether there was official support behind the institute."

Roy continued.

"Is it possible that with official support, you won't save people?"

Wolverine asked rhetorically.

"No!"

"If there is official support, I may be a little more ruthless."

Roy said with a serious face.

"Don't think about what you have or don't have."

"Instead of wasting time thinking about this, you might as well think about what you are going to do when you meet someone official."

"The professor should have reminded you."

Wolverine turned to look at Roy and said slowly.

"Did you hear that?"

Roy asked rhetorically.

"No, I guessed."

Wolverine continued.

After seeing Wolverine's "I'm from here" expression, Roy decisively ended the topic.

Time flies.

When it came to 2:59 a.m., Roy and Wolverine stepped out of their rented van and headed towards the institute at the end of the street.

Three o'clock in the morning.

The two of them arrived at the metal gate of the institute on time.

"Are you coming or am I coming?"

Roy asked Wolverine.

"Come on!"

With that, Wolverine took a step back and made a gesture of please to Roy.

After seeing Wolverine's movements, Roy did not hesitate and took out the silver-white Eight Lents from the system space.

Then, as the guard at the door walked towards them, he raised the eight fasts and waved them vigorously.

Boom!

The Eight Fasts slammed into the metal gate of the institute like a cannonball, and the huge force directly lifted the metal gate away.