Living on a deserted island, the cold female president regards me as king

"Doctor, here he is."

Seeing the wanton and arrogant smile on the black man's face after I returned to the carriage, it is not difficult to guess that he has already told the doctor all about what happened just now.

Just as I was frantically thinking about how to explain it, the doctor's cold voice floated out.

Even through the screen, I can feel his anger.

"Task regulations, I believe you don't know, right? In the process of carrying out the mission, all unnecessary troubles must be avoided."

"I know."

I lowered my head and said.

According to the company's regulations, anyone who obstructs our mission, whether it is civilians or local police.

Shoot to kill if conditions permit.

No one can be left alive.

And I let the couple live. Although they still failed to escape the clutches of the blacks in the end, as far as my behavior is concerned, I have broken the company's rules.

And for those who break the rules, the doctor has never been soft-hearted.

If I want to live, I can only use my three-inch tongue.

"Doctor, considering the mission, I think I did the right thing."

I first made clear my position, and then argued: "Although this road is deserted, if we are unlucky and the local police find out about this, we will definitely be listed as wanted objects."

"I let them live, the original intention is also for mission considerations..."

"madness!"

Before I could finish speaking, the doctor's angry voice interrupted me, and he roared impatiently: "You all know how important this task is, if something goes wrong, you don't even want to see tomorrow the sun."

As soon as the voice fell, the screen went out, and the road map replaced the doctor's face.

The radiant light reflected the gloomy face of the black man.

The atmosphere in the carriage was extremely quiet, but I felt a lot more relaxed. Fortunately, the doctor did not delve into this matter, which made the black man's calculation come to nothing.

In this way, I have enough time to plan for my own affairs.

It was already late at night, and it was supposed to be a rest time, and we had to wait until six hours before starting, but we were at the scene of the car accident, so I had no choice but to continue driving.

The night wind blew, except for me, the other two guys in the carriage fell asleep.

However, the two of them were very alert, and even the slightest disturbance would wake them up.

It also dispelled my idea of ​​sneak attack at this time.

After driving a hundred kilometers, I parked the car on the side of the road, took a deep breath, and stretched myself with the night wind blowing from the window.

Glancing at the black man beside me who seemed to be sleeping soundly, I tiptoed open the car door and walked down.

I noticed that the moment I got out of the car, the black man opened his eyes.

But I deliberately pretended not to know anything, came to the rear of the car, sat on the side of the road, quietly looking up at the sky.

I know that in this position, black people can see me as long as they stick their heads out.

Just as I expected, after a while, he secretly glanced at me.

But after seeing that I hadn't done anything, he put away his thoughts on inquiring.

It was also at this time that I took out the women's mobile phone and smiled slightly. The mobile phone here finally has a signal. Although there is only one bar, it is enough.

This is one of the reasons why I choose to continue driving late at night.

But I was not in a hurry to contact Fire Monkey, but instead sent a text message to 911, roughly describing the location of the car accident.

911 is the common emergency call in the United States. I believe it will not take long for my text message to attract the attention of the local police station.

Although doing so may cause me unnecessary trouble, it is also part of my plan. After all, I don't intend to confront these two powerful reformers head-on.

After sending the text message, I thought about it, and temporarily gave up the idea of ​​contacting Fire Monkey and the others.

After all, our itinerary is constantly changing, and it is impossible to say a few words in a text message, and a phone call will definitely be discovered by the two guys in the car.

I didn't return to the car until dawn.

"What did you do last night?"

The black man pretended to ask me a question, but in fact, when I was outside, he would sneak a glance at me from time to time.

I uttered a few lies to cover it up, and then started the car.

By noon, we had already driven a long distance, and seeing that we would cross the intercontinental line by this afternoon, I couldn't help feeling a little impatient.

Didn't the local police station hear from me?The US security forces are not so loose, right?
I thought that my plan had been ruined.

Unexpectedly, around two o'clock in the afternoon, I glanced casually, and suddenly saw in the rearview mirror that a police car was approaching far behind us!
The red and yellow flashing police lights are particularly eye-catching.

I was overjoyed, but on the surface I just looked calm, pretending I didn't know anything, and stepped up the accelerator.

It's just that the speed of the police car is much faster than ours.

In less than half an hour, the distance between us and those police cars was at least halved, and the black man keenly saw the scene behind us in the rearview mirror.

"what happened?"

The black man was startled, and then angrily threw the blame on me, "It must be because of you that our position was exposed, you soft-hearted fool!"

No matter how he abused him, I would not open my mouth.

Anyway, he never expected that I was the one who secretly called the police and called the local police station.

"Do you want to get rid of them?"

Behind him, the white man suddenly said something.

"Are you crazy?"

As soon as these words came out, the black man was annoyed and angry.

No matter where it is, assaulting the police is a serious crime. If we do it now, no matter what the result is, we will become the most wanted criminals within a long time.

And then, we still have at least one continent to go.

Even though our route is relatively remote, it might be unrealistic to compete with the police force of a continent with just a few of us...

After all, if the matter about transforming people is exposed, it will definitely cause an international sensation.

I believe that the company absolutely does not want to put this matter on the table.

The black man thought about it for a long time, and then yelled at me: "Stop the car, anyway, there is no surveillance in this damn place, as long as we don't admit it, they can't do anything about us, at most they just make a confession!"

"Are you dumb?"

I glanced at him disdainfully: "Don't forget, you ran over with a truck last night, and the marks left behind are not something you can just talk about."

It is said that the black people are in a hurry.

"What should I do?"