I don't have a system but I have a hammer

The old professor and the expert looked at each other, hesitant to speak but choked up speechless, and finally the corners of their eyes twitched, and they turned their backs at the same time and began to discuss countermeasures...

Yes, these two old guys are only thinking about how to torture me, but they forgot that the Strange People Gang can kill me with just a few bullets, and even more, they forgot how important the confidential documents in my head are to the stability of China's internal affairs...

And between their discussions, Afro looked at me more than once, with something flickering in his eyes...

Two minutes later, the old professor contacted the leader. After adding details about the birdcage, he hung up the news agency confidently and turned to look at the explosive head...

"The problem you mentioned is solved. The snipers don't have to worry at all, because we will install the most advanced tungsten alloy baffle around the rope. The snipers can only shoot through the rope when they run under the birdcage..."

"But there are sources of energy everywhere in the vicinity. He will die as soon as he enters. As for the air-dropped bombs you mentioned, don't worry, because starting tomorrow, all three kilometers around the tower crane will be designated as a no-fly zone..."

"If there is a suicide helicopter, the drone can also give an early warning and attack it in groups. Of course, assuming that the fanatic is still dead in the end, that is not a bad thing. The big deal is to reform internally, although China will be in turmoil for a while. Time, but in general, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages!"

Hearing the answer, Afro just nodded nonchalantly, then fell silent...

While the old professor was about to say something, the loudspeaker in the cabin suddenly rang...

"Leader, the birdcage is here!"

……

10 minutes later, under the tower crane, the sanitation station...

I was stripped naked, lying on the operating table, undergoing surgery to remove the steel plates...

Standing aside are doctors and nurses with horrified faces, gloomy afro heads, and old professors and experts who are full of pride...

"God, I have been a military doctor for so many years, this is the first time I see a person who is still alive with scars all over his body..."

Hearing the nurse's exclamation, I was sweating profusely and made fun of it...

"It looks scary, but it's actually a skin trauma..."

The nurse smiled awkwardly and didn't answer...

The chief surgeon nodded with admiration in his eyes...

"Although you are an out-and-out bastard, your willpower is indeed beyond ordinary people. I heard that you don't like to take anesthesia during surgery. This is to prevent your memory from declining. You are very smart, but no matter what, go up In the future, I still have to make good corrections and strive to come out soon..."

The old professor who was drinking tea sneered...

"He still wants to come out? Hmph, he has to stay inside for the rest of his life, as for reforming himself..."

With a drawn out tone, he looked at me with a smile...

"Then it depends on your meritorious deeds..."

Facing his smiling face like a broken chrysanthemum, I just grinned slightly and kept silent...

The chief surgeon took a deep look at me, then removed a steel plate from the right leg and installed another composite plate, and asked without raising his head...

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet. Isn't the steel plate on this guy's body good? Why change it to a composite plate? This thing is very expensive, and there are not many pieces in the military area..."

The old professor smiled, shook his head as if showing off to me, and said something meaningful...

"Madman, I believe you are a strong-willed guy, so I think the steel plate in your body may also be made into an escape tool by you. I think you have thought about countless related plans..."

The corners of the doctors and nurses' eyes twitched when they heard the explanation, and a look of surprise flashed in their eyes. They subconsciously glanced at me, as if they were thinking about whether I would really use the steel plate to escape...

And I smiled and nodded...

"Yeah, steel plates and nails can protect bones, and they can also be used as tools. When necessary, they can even be used to kill people. It's really a good thing..."

Hearing my words, the old professor smiled heartily, sat down very usefully, and took out the communicator to fiddle with, as if he had just spent three dollars, and he was as comfortable as a pair of sisters...

The exploding head was speechless throughout the whole process, just lowered his head silently, not knowing what was going on in his heart...

Three hours later, I was pushed out of the operating room by the nurse and entered the ward beside me...

"You make it right first, I'll go out and get you a quilt..."

The nurse was very polite. After putting me on the simple hospital bed, she walked away with small steps...

And I ignored the afro who was handcuffing me, and looked at the gauze and bandages on my body intently, thoughtfully...

That's right, all the antimagnetic steel plates and steel nails on my body have been replaced with steel plates and nails made of composite materials. According to the protective effect, the latter must be better, but the source of the steel plates is not normal. …

Because the "few pieces" in the doctor's mouth means that the composite steel plate is very expensive, but I have seen this kind of composite steel plate at the old man's place, but I didn't replace it because of the delay in postoperative recovery...

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that although this kind of composite steel plate is expensive, I know its price and material. There are only a few pieces in the entire military area, so this can only explain one thing...

There is a vital sign detection device in the steel plate, or a... positioning device!

Especially the steel plate on the thigh, although the size is the same, but the thickness has increased a lot, which further proves my guess...

It seems that the old professor really took great pains to prevent me from escaping, and what he just said on the helicopter "learned from the pain", now that I think about it, it is really not a scene...

Say Fuck, Fuck Fuck...

"Okay, the two of us have something to do, so let's go first. Tomorrow, after we install the tungsten alloy baffle, we can take the lunatic into the birdcage. I will trouble you to watch him tonight..."

The old professor entered the room and said hello to the explosive head, then gave me a cold look, then walked hurriedly away with the experts, as if there was something important...

Just at this time, the little nurse came in with a new quilt and a bag of food in her hand...

"I put the things here. Smoking is not allowed here. If you want to smoke, you can go out and smoke. If you have anything to do, you can ring the bedside bell..."

After a few orders, the nurse turned around and left the ward, leaving me and the afro staring at each other...

"You heard it on the plane just now..."

Hearing his words, I raised my eyebrows slightly in surprise...

"The gap in the headgear was also left by you?"

The afro didn't answer, just sighed...

"The matter of the worm eggs has been confirmed. Your guess is correct. Human beings are about to usher in a second catastrophe no less than the plague of rats. But fortunately, the leaders of all countries agree with the response plan. There is no objection. Unanimous vote pass…"

Hearing this, I breathed a sigh of relief, sort of letting go of the dung pit in my heart, and turned my head to look at him with melancholy eyes, frowning slightly...

"Then why are you still looking depressed?"

The explosive head was silent for about a minute before taking a deep breath and looking at me with burning eyes...

"I'm thinking…"

I smiled at his words...

"Do you want to let me go!"