The system is the king of the counterattack master

Live without love!

If K had a body and was standing right in front of him, Han Xiaodong would definitely not mind strangling it to death immediately, and then eating it raw without any seasoning.

This guy is really harmful, and he keeps saying that this place is far away from the mainland of the United States, and no one will deal with the FBI. Over there, they show a former FBI agent.

But the man named Larson is a fat middle-aged uncle, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like the FBI.

He didn't seem to notice Han Xiaodong's dazed look just now, and walked up to him enthusiastically, gave him a big hug, and patted Han Xiaodong's back vigorously with both hands from behind.

Han Xiaodong didn't struggle, but took a few shots back perfunctorily, people who didn't know why thought they were acquaintances meeting each other.

After embracing each other, Larson let go of Han Xiaodong, looked very happy, and said to him:
"I didn't expect to see people from the FBI here. I thought I would never have the chance to see my own people in this life."

Han Xiaodong didn't know where this person's enthusiasm for the FBI came from, but seeing him looking happy, he could only laugh along with him, but he kept cursing in his heart.

"K, you bastard! Get out of here, don't just pretend to be dead! Tell me, what should I do now? Aren't you amazing? Tell me clearly! Why didn't you find out that there is a former FBI Detective as a consultant?!"

Han Xiaodong's heart is broken. If thinking can also be visualized, then the thinking hut in his mind has been shattered by his roar at this moment.

Perhaps it was Han Xiaodong's inner voice that was too sad, and K actually realized his conscience and sent him a message:

"Drip! The system is offline!"

Then there is a piece of music that shuts down the computer.

Han Xiaodong: "MMP..."

"Damn, how many years ago, you played a bad trick, and you are still here?! Get out of me!!!"

It's a pity that no matter how much he scolded, K just didn't answer, and only smoked Han Xiaodong's seven orifices, but there was nothing he could do.

That Larson was very talkative. He dragged Han Xiaodong into the building, just talking about his experience in the FBI, and then laughed to himself.

Han Xiaodong had no choice but to laugh with him, the scene seemed very harmonious for a while, but as a fake agent, there were already ten thousand beasts running through his heart.

The three came to a conference room, Eriksson and Larson sat on the left, and Han Xiaodong sat on the right, exchanged pleasantries, and finally got to the point.

"Officer Taylor, I'm glad you came to our laboratory, but you asked to see Professor Hasten, what's the matter?"

Eriksson's question was very straightforward, and Han Xiaodong also restrained his expression, and began to talk nonsense in a serious manner:

"The situation is like this. Someone recently used a weapon of mass destruction in a certain African country, causing tens of thousands of deaths and injuries. And we received a tip that a group of terrorists wanted to use this weapon to attack our country.

Through some special channels, we obtained a fragment of the missile that was attacked at that time. After analysis, we found a very rare alloy, and Professor Hasten is an expert in this field. I came this time to seek his help. . "

As soon as Han Xiaodong finished speaking, he heard Larson on the side say: "Doesn't the bureau have its own material experts? Moreover, the database in the bureau seems to have a good grasp of all the materials in the world. Why must Are you going to find Professor Hasten? Do you suspect that he has something to do with this matter?"

Han Xiaodong was taken aback by the question at the time, thinking that he was indeed an old detective, and he could see the clue at a glance.

I also blame myself for my inexperience, I don't know that the FBI is so powerful, and there is such a database that contains all the materials in the world, which is a bit timid.

Just when he didn't know what to say, K's voice came from his mind: "Fuck him!"

As soon as Han Xiaodong heard what it said, he immediately said angrily: "Fuck you! It's genuine. Have you ever seen Li Gui beat Li Kui?"

Unexpectedly, K said: "Who said he is genuine? He is also a pirated version. You think he belongs to Li Gui vs. Six-Eared Macaque. They are not genuine, so don't worry!"

Han Xiaodong was taken aback by K's words, and thought: No wonder K dared to go online, it turned out to be like this.

I really didn't expect this kind-looking uncle to be a fake FBI, which is interesting. After a long time of trouble, the security director was also fooled.

Now that K has said so, Han Xiaodong has confidence in his heart, and he unconditionally believes in the information provided by K.

"Database? I haven't heard of this. We do have a database for weapons, but we really don't have one for materials. As for experts, in addition to special consultants, in special cases, the bureau also Will ask for help, like now I'm here."

Seeing that Han Xiaodong was slightly taken aback at first, then he tactfully stated that he had never heard of any material databases.

Larson's face was a little embarrassed, but he immediately smiled and said: "Yes, yes, I'm talking about weapons. Didn't you just talk about missile attacks? Many parts in missiles are common. This information Should be able to find it?"

Seeing that he reacted quickly, Han Xiaodong didn't expose him immediately. After all, everyone is a fake, and there is really no need to tear each other down.

So, he quickly showed his original appearance, and said with a smile: "Of course, but this time, the parts are a bit special and specially made, so we came to rescue."

Eriksson, who had been silent all this time, finally found an opportunity to interject (into) the words: "Your request is very reasonable, but it's a bit unfortunate that Professor Hasten is doing a very important experiment, so you may It will take a while."

Hearing that the professor was doing an experiment, Han Xiaodong couldn't help but frowned, and said with some embarrassment: "But you know, it's urgent, otherwise I wouldn't make this trip on purpose. Just as we were talking, terrifying Molecules may have locked our city with missiles, and I cannot take responsibility for this. So, can I trouble you to be more flexible and discuss it with the professor..."

"This is difficult." Before Han Xiaodong finished speaking, Eriksson rejected his request: "When the professor is doing the experiment, he is very focused and does not allow others to disturb him, just like... By the way, just As the Chinese say, retreat, you don’t pay attention to anything at all.”

Perhaps because he saw that Han Xiaodong was an Asian, Eriksson made a metaphor of retreat, which made Han Xiaodong feel a little dumbfounded.

The name he used was Taylor, he was a pure American, yet someone used Chinese terms to explain the current situation to him. It seems that the cognition of judging people by appearance is really very stubborn.

Han Xiaodong tapped his fingers on the table helplessly, thought for a while, and then said: "How about this, can I see the professor? It's only a minute, no matter how busy he is, he still has to eat, right?

If I can't convince him in one minute, then I'm willing to wait until the end of his retreat, so it's okay, right?I respect your experiment, but the stakes are high, and I hope you will be flexible. "

Facing Han Xiaodong who threw this explanation back, Larson and Eriksson looked at each other.

In the end, it was Eriksson who made the decision: "That's 1 minute, not even a second."