the world is at stake

Author's Note: I don't know if Wang Wang will write a memoir, which will explode black material in American politics.that must be very interesting.

Chapter 024 Reminder

"Victor, do you think programmers in the IT industry should be able to fix computers?"

The old man Fuhrman sat down on the rocking chair tremblingly, grabbed the reading glasses at hand, and carefully read the documents on a tablet computer.He read very slowly and carefully, but basically gained nothing.

That document came from the encrypted USB flash drive carried by Guo Xiao's wife, and Sun Luoji completed the cracking work.Its content comes from a biochemical laboratory called 'may', named after Guo Xiao's daughter.

The file is very large, including diagrams, data, a bunch of molecular formulas that laymen cannot understand, and detailed experimental procedures.

The results of most experiments just tell the researchers that this way is dead, and only a very small number of data have the value of further analysis.

Zhou Qingfeng was sure that these documents were not complete, and he hoped that Fuhrman, a professor of medicine, could give some advice.But the old man seemed to be beating around the bush and mocking him.

"I'm just a professor of medicine. I have experience in surgery, but I don't know anything about biochemistry."

Fuhrman returned the tablet to Zhou Qingfeng, shook his head and said, "I, like you, can't understand what the crooked symbols on it are."

"Who should I go to?" Zhou Qingfeng asked again.

Fuhrman shook his head.

The old man was dying, and he knew some of Zhou Qingfeng's secrets, so he advised, "Son, I don't know what happened to you, but your situation is special, so it's best not to ask anyone for help."

Zhou Qingfeng returned to Baltimore from New York and found Fuhrman who was extremely bored at home.But the old man couldn't help but marvel at the kid's growing appetite.

"Why don't you just try your luck at that lab?" Fuhrman asked.

"So what if I go?"

Zhou Qingfeng's hands were full of oil, and he was dealing with a roast chicken and two lamb chops.His appetite is so big now that he can swallow a table full of food.

"I don't understand any work in the laboratory, and I don't understand the research results. Even if some great treasure is presented to me, I can't tell it apart."

"What about the staff in that laboratory?"

"Sent away."

"Wait... I have a question, if Alexey Goldman really made something in his laboratory, it is impossible for his subordinates to be ignorant.

Although I don't know biochemistry, I have worked in the medical field for decades.An assistant is required for any operation, and one person cannot complete any major project by himself.

As the boss of the laboratory, Goldman's job should be more to guide the research direction of his subordinates and raise funds, and definitely not to do the work himself. "

One sentence awakened Zhou Qingfeng.

Yes, the current scientific research also pays attention to teamwork.

Who has seen the boss of the company go to the front line to work in person?He also concealed the earth-shattering results from everyone.This is not one or two hundred years ago, when a talented scientist made a breakthrough through individual efforts.

Times have long since changed.

Fuhrman continued: "You said that Goldman's company and laboratory have attracted the covetousness of various forces, and you are only the weakest of them.

You can think of finding professionals to investigate Goldman's experiments and interrogate Goldman's researchers. Others will only investigate more deeply than you.

If the big shots haven't been found out, don't count on it. "

Zhou Qingfeng turned his mind again, "You mean I shouldn't go to Chagorman's laboratory?"

"No, I want to remind you. Goldman's secret is likely to be an inconspicuous thing, so he can hide it from his enemies and opponents, and even his researchers don't know it.

But there are countless possibilities for what the secret is.I think it is still necessary for you to go to Goldman's residence, company, and laboratory to see for yourself.

Whether it is the head of the intelligence agency or the leader of the Congress, your advantage over these opponents is not money and power, but your relationship with Goldman. "

Zhou Qingfeng was very excited to hear that, after eating the chicken legs in two bites, he was about to go to Goldman's laboratory to find out.

Seeing his anxious look, Fuhrman immediately stopped him and said in a deep voice: "Wait, don't you feel like you forgot something?"

"What else?" Zhou Qingfeng sincerely asked for advice.

"I've been idle for several days, and anyone I see when I go out praises my health. But they are actually pitying an old guy who is dying."

Fuhrman curled his lips and clenched his fists fiercely, "I don't need any pity, I will fight even if I die. But without your help, I can't even become an internet celebrity."

"You went to the 'Gold Coast' to kill people and kill people. It's too hateful that such exciting things don't come with me." The old man took out the nitroglycerin. Leave me."

what……

Zhou Qingfeng didn't stop him either. Considering that the investigation mission required some door-picking work, he made a phone call and called the fat Rogge and the "skinny" who were hiding in the Fuhrman suburban villa.

The 'may' lab occupies two floors of an office building near the Johns Hopkins College.The security measures in the building are quite strict, because the building is full of small pharmaceutical companies, which is the so-called 'high-tech incubation area'.

However, the college is surrounded by the famous "blue light area", which is the place where blue light cameras can be seen when looking up, indicating that the security in this area is very poor.

There was once a student who went to the street at night and ran into a gang fight, and was killed just because he took an extra look.As a result, no one wandered around the city in the middle of the night, and they had to be more vigilant even when driving.

In the unfortunate event of a mugger, don't expect the police to show up, and it's better to bring your own twenty dollars to buy a safe-it's useless to call the police afterwards, and the police don't care about it.

Zhou Qingfeng summoned his staff, including Satomi who was in charge of makeup.

"Guys, we need to create a burglary. The target is a laboratory that has been closed for half a year. It is located in an office building on Charles Street."

Rogge, who had just successfully lost five kilograms, didn't want to hear this. He just asked, "Victor, what's the benefit of helping you work? I think the FBI's investigation seems to have relaxed recently. Maybe it's time to say goodbye to you." It's time."

Rogge probably stayed in the suburban villa for too long, and his weight loss effect was not good, but he had reached the point where he was blocked from news.

Uncle Zhou didn't say much, he just found out the relevant news about the two crimes he committed just now on his mobile phone, and handed it to Rogge.

The fat man bowed his head and was speechless.

'Skinny' glanced at the side, almost crying, "This guy's crimes are getting bigger and bigger, why should we be with him? If we knew this, we might as well go to Mexico."

It was another car bomb that bombed the FBI, and the tracking and protection team wiped out people's families. In addition to the hotel apartment bombing in Manhattan, the electric chair in the federal court was waiting for Uncle Zhou.

Only the old man Fuhrman didn't care about this, and sighed: "Stop talking nonsense, let us witness what earth-shattering events Victor will do next. I can't wait."

Chapter 025

With a click, a flame ignited on the lighter.

Fat Rogge held the car window and lit a cigarette for himself.

The sky is about to turn dark, the setting sun is about to disappear, the streets blown by the cold wind are empty, the number of pedestrians is decreasing rapidly, and even the number of vehicles crossing the road has become sparse.

In American cities, the urban area is the place to work, and everyone runs to the suburbs after dark.Only the homeless and the like will continue to roam the streets.

Roger exhaled a smoke ring, and a few curses mixed with Chinese came from the alley next to the parking lot.During this period, a few cries could be heard.

"You ran out to rob before it was dark?"

"Why don't you find a job if you have hands and feet?"

"Is the meaning of your life only to create destruction?"

The yelling was loud, and the violent blows could be heard.

The 'thin man' in the passenger seat stared at the alley, and asked anxiously: "Why is Victor always so violent? If he lived in Baltimore for a year or two, the social security here would definitely improve."

Rogge was smoking a cigarette, listening to the music on the car radio, shaking his head and said: "This is probably the nature of the Chinese. They always like order, and they feel obsessive-compulsive distress when they see irregular things."

'Skinny' laughed and agreed with this sentence.He stared at the entrance of the alley, and pushed Rogge for a while, "Quickly put out the cigarette, Victor is back."

The fat man quickly flicked the half-smoked cigarette butt away, complaining: "This kid really has a lot of things, he even cares about my smoking. What does it matter to him if I smoke my own lungs?"

He complained, but when the angry Zhou Qingfeng came back from the alley, Rogge still put on a smiling face and said kindly, "Victor, don't be angry, it's not worth it."

Zhou Qingfeng pointed to the streets and alleys, and cursed angrily: "They are all young and strong laborers, what's wrong with them? It's okay to go to the countryside to farm. Why do you want to come out and rob?"

Roger's smiling face froze, and he really wanted to say that the land in the United States is not so easy to grow.Black people at the bottom do not like farming either.

'Skinny' also whispered in the car: "How can farming be as comfortable as robbery...?"

"Shut up." Rogge turned around and cursed, and then said to Zhou Qingfeng: "Victor, just leave it to us to check the spots in the future. After all, we are friends and a team."

Another trembling figure came out of the alley.

The old man Fuhrman said, "I told the story of God's love to those lost lambs, and they said they understood."

Roger and the 'Skinny Man' sighed in unison, thinking: "With Victor, a violent man, you say the sun is square, those unlucky ones will all nod in agreement."

"Okay, let's get out of the car. The lab is in an office building 50 meters around the corner, but they have security. Maybe talk to them."

What Zhou Qingfeng said about 'have a good talk' was to take out a heavy weapon bag and a ridiculous clown mask from the back seat of the car.

"No, no, no..."

Seeing the weapon bag, everyone present shouted in unison, trying to stop it.Even Satomi, who came to join in the fun, was not happy to see Zhou Qingfeng make a "burglary" into a big scene.

Roger pushed the door and got out of the car, "Victor, let me come.

I know Baltimore very well, most of the security guards here are my friends.You just want to go in and have a look, a mask will do.Give Fuhrman and Satomi one too. "

The fat man was sure he could handle it, and took the initiative to lead the way into an office building near Johns Hopkins University.

There were two security guards sitting at the front desk of the building. One was watching the football game with his legs crossed, and the other was eating Kung Pao Chicken takeaway with a cardboard box.

Suddenly saw several people coming in, except for the fat and thin leaders, the others were wearing masks. The two security guards quickly jumped up and were about to grab the pistols at their waists.

"No, no, no..." Rogge waved his hand again, "Don't get excited, buddy, we're not here to do bad things. Calm down, calm down."

Holding the weapon pouch, Zhou Qingfeng showed a 'short spike' in his hand, forcing the security guard on the opposite side to remain absolutely calm.

Roger leaned on the front desk of the building, stared at the two security guards and asked, "Do you know me? My name is Roger, fat Roger. My friend is behind.

We want to go to your [-]th floor to have a look, is that ok?Rest assured, we do not engage in sabotage, nor is it a crime.Really check it out. "

The two security guards couldn't understand it at all. They glanced at the 'short dash' in Zhou Qingfeng's hand and looked at each other in blank dismay.After a while, one of them asked nervously, "The fifteenth floor? The biochemical laboratory called 'may'?"

"That's right. We're just curious about that laboratory."

"But that laboratory moved away half a month ago. All the equipment in the laboratory has been sold, and the entire floor has been emptied."

This answer was really unexpected, Rogge looked back at Zhou Qingfeng.

Zhou Qingfeng tossed the 'short stun' in his hand to Rogge, strode to the elevator room of the building by himself, and wanted to go upstairs to see for himself.

Fuhrman wore a ridiculous mask, stood behind with Satomi's support, and sighed: "Wow, this is really domineering."

The two security guards looked at each other again and asked Rogge, "Are you that fat Rogge wanted by the FBI? There is a picture of you on TV."

The fat man sighed, nodded and said, "Yes, I am wanted. Once caught, I will die."

The security guard asked again in a trembling tone: "Was that just now...?"

"That guy committed an even bigger case. He is a natural killer who has received special training and performed top-secret missions. He just killed a family of four, a demonic existence.

Who doesn't know the whole West Coast underworld like me?The crime committed can be made into a hit TV series.But I can only bow my head in front of that guy.

In order to arrest that guy, the FBI has set up a strict wanted network.But instead of evading, he ran out openly and provocatively and continued to commit crimes.

If you don't believe me, you can call the police after we leave.The police will discuss the details with you. "

Rogge deliberately told the story in a horrifying tone, which made the two security guards of the building turn pale.Hearing Rogge say to call the police, they shook their heads quickly.

"No, no, no, if you want to go up and have a look, just take a look. The 15th floor was indeed evacuated, and nothing was left on the entire floor. As for calling the police, as long as there is no loss, it's fine."

Security also felt that one thing more is worse than one thing less. They are not to maintain social harmony, at most they are to maintain basic order.

Zhou Qingfeng went up by the elevator, came down 10 minutes later, and returned to the front desk with annoyed footsteps. He asked the security guard in a blunt tone, "Why is the fifteenth floor moved so clean? Even the wallpaper has been peeled off."

A security guard swallowed, and replied tremblingly: "It is said that it is..."

"If you dare to lie, I'll smash your head." Zhou Qingfeng pulled out his gun in a vicious manner.

The security guard who spoke spoke fluently in an instant, and answered happily:

"The equipment in the laboratory was bought by another pharmaceutical company. The people who came to move seemed to be looking for something. They tore down the decoration of the entire floor, not even the floor."

"Did the movers find anything?"

"I don't know." The security guard shook his head, "They were busy for several days, and then they left. As a result, we had to deal with a lot of construction waste."

Zhou Qingfeng glared, "Shouldn't construction waste be handled by sanitation? Why are you handling it?"

The security guard was at a loss for words, and after a few words he hesitated and said, "Because those construction wastes are still worth a little money."

"Really? Where is that trash now?"

Chapter 026 Someone Behind

Zhou Qingfeng was looking for the clues he wanted in Baltimore, and Ayan, a Chinese bustard in New York, drove to a tea restaurant in the 'Flushing' community of Queens.

It was dinner time, and there were about ten people sitting in the restaurant.

There was the sound of cooking oil and water from a hot pan in the kitchen, the waiter serving tea and water walked back and forth, and the TV hanging in the corner was broadcasting the so-called 'Chinese news'.