The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

"Uh, thanks for the reminder?" Brad eased his expression, "But I have no intention of selling him."

"I know this. This is your boy, Boob One." Bolivar also let out a smile, "He gave me a lot of inspiration, and I can write a new proposal when I go back. You can think about it and change it."

"If you have intentions, maybe you can develop it towards intelligence, such as placing it at the door of the store to welcome guests... After all, I don't think you intend to develop it towards weapons."

"No, let's forget about the weapon. But if you want, I can change it to another model for you. Although there is nothing that cannot be commercialized, small toys and the like are still acceptable." Brad said in a tone With blame, "You guy is always such a disappointment, can't you think of something better?"

"Okay, my fault, I shouldn't say those spoilers." Bolivar has always been very good-tempered when it comes to small things. "How about the search engine I told you before?"

"That happened yesterday. I wrote the basic code. Take a look, and take it if you can use it." Brad turned on the computer very generously, and called up the program, "Look, this is what you have written. Said, catalog version."

"At present, it is true that the technology of entering a single character to search for the corresponding web page is not available, but it can be reversed. Make all the websites into a directory and list them on a web page."

"So this is a website dedicated to providing information," Brad used a somewhat awkward word, "a website of websites."

This was Gu Ge's most primitive form back then, and Bolivar was vaguely excited.For the first time he realized the enormous advantages he had and, most fortunately, he had the capital to turn them into real benefits.

At this moment, he took the first step and established this search engine with low technical content.Even if Grid can't stop the elimination caused by the appearance of more and more imitators, he will gain fame and trust because he ate the first bite of the cake in the market.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Brad shrugged, "You laugh so disgustingly."

"..."

Genius is always privileged, and he just got himself a good deal.calm down, calm down...

Bolivar decided not to argue with him: "I will ask the finance department to transfer the money to you, and then help you register this item as a patent. In addition, the application was submitted yesterday, and Grid will invest and hold a new subsidiary, which is It was agreed to your laboratory. If it goes well, it will be approved by the end of the month."

"The person in charge will write the names of you and Rachel. What name do you want for the laboratory?" Bolivar looked at Brad, whose expression changed from dull to excited, and the smile on his lips deepened, "Like Bohr Laboratory In that case, use the founder's own name directly?"

"This, is it so fast!" Brad blushed, "No, the name can't be sloppy, I want to discuss it with them!"

He yelled all the way to Wuhu, and ran out of the door in a hurry, attracting the eyes of people around him to look at the monkey.

Bolivar didn't wait for him, copied the program on a hard disk, sent it to the company, and drove back home.

It is still the old four routines, lock the doors and windows, turn off the lights, and pull the curtains. Bolivar shines the flashlight and re-observes the patterns on the bottom of his big wine cabinet.

That black box with a few little red dots on it.

Brad's robot just now really inspired him.

If he's right, it's a remote control, very similar to the one he saw at Brad's.

He first took a few photos with the camera, and then used a knife to pick off the paint bit by bit.About the time the entire picture was completely cut in half, dots of golden light emerged.The pattern disappeared instantly.

Instead, there is a black remote control lying on the bottom of the wine cabinet.

"..."

Bolivar took a deep breath: "The ability does not follow the soul, but because this body itself has the ability of the magic pen Ma Liang..."

He lightly pressed the red button in the middle, and there was a beep.

He felt the sound of a mechanism starting under the rug, the velvet rug he'd trod on the first day he'd been here.

He rolled up the carpet to reveal a one-person entrance below, about the size of a floor tile.

"He uses this ability as a last resort for hiding things."

"So the second secret room couldn't find any entrance. Because only the remote control can be used to reveal the secret room from the inside..." Bolivar murmured, "And he destroyed the real remote control."

"Every time I need to use it, I draw it again. Only I have the ability to create things out of thin air, so if I don't use violent methods, only I can enter..."

"The one at the bottom of the wine cabinet should be used for emergencies. It is a spare when there is no time to paint."

After sorting out all his thoughts, Bolivar breathed a sigh of relief and moved his gaze to the entrance. Now it's time to see what's inside.

If it is the real me, there should be a diary of the past 40 years, an overall plan for the next [-] years, important things about some parents and relatives, and detailed information about the organization...

Bolivar blocked the opening with a blunt object to prevent himself from getting out later.After that, he put on protective clothing, goggles, and a small oxygen cylinder. After everything was ready, he slid down the rope slowly.

The location of this secret room is unexpectedly deep. Below is a tunnel. It can be said that the entire underground of the villa has been dug. All information stored here.

Bolivar's cold sweat trickled down his back.Thankfully I came down with a flashlight and a portable oxygen cylinder.

Generally, people with some common sense see such a deep cellar, they will light an open flame and go in to test the oxygen.

But this idea is just used here.

try it?Try and die.

There is a very complete air circulation device underground, which seems to be a black technology bought by some black factory.

And these will become excellent combustion accelerants when they explode, pushing the fire to engulf the entire villa and even this residential area!

Bolivar thought that he had been living on a pile of gunpowder... he was very disturbed.

Fortunately, the basement seems to be deep enough. The isolation door at the entrance is very thick. It’s the kind of thickness that you can’t feel the hollow below if you knock on it. After covering it, you don’t have to worry about the explosion in the underground that will spread to the upstairs. There was no time to escape.

And those bombs are brand new, there is no dust on them, and they seem to be checked every month.It should not be detonated at will.

Still within their acceptable range.

Bolivar calmed down and began to check other things.

Probably water, emergency food, medicine, various weapons, etc. There is also a locked alloy door, and it seems that there is a tunnel leading to the outside.

All the record books were not locked in the cabinet like before, and the names were written on the covers neatly.He found it quite easily, the booklet with 'List of Black Organization Members' written on the side spine.

But don't think that this operation is very simple. These records are all recorded in Chinese characters, and they are written in cursive.

The kind of crazy grass that no one can understand except myself.

Some of the particularly important content uses small seal script mixed with large seal script. For those who have not been in touch with this, they can only feel that it is a ghostly drawing.

In short, it is good to know that this part of the text is very complicated, skip it, and don't say much.

Bolivar opened the list. On the first page was his secretary, Garcia's name, and it said, code name, Armagnac.

This is a brandy with a history of more than 200 years earlier than cognac, but it has gradually withdrawn from the market.

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