[Comprehensive British and American] The world is malicious

"We shouldn't have too much hope for it." Nina nodded with a smile, picked up the coffee spoon and stirred it in the cup twice, trying to find some information about Maya Hansen from her mind.

She is still very young, and she is a young female scientist who can participate in the Bern Science Conference next year. Maybe she has seen the name Maya Hansen in magazines or newspapers.

"I can go and see now. Tonight may be my last chance. I haven't asked your name yet?" Hansen suddenly put down the coffee cup in his hand, stood up and said, "Do you want to go together? I can bring You go."

"Nina, nice to meet you, Hansen. I just want to go there too." Nina said frankly, took two sips from her coffee cup, and followed Hansen out of the cafe.

It was already late at night, and when the two walked out of the cafe, there were few pedestrians on the road, and the street lights on the side of the street gave off a faint light. Hansen took out the car keys from his pocket and walked towards the red car parked by the side of the road.

Opening the car door, Nina saw the transparent document bag that Hansen had casually placed on the passenger seat, "Extremis virus?" Nina looked at the words written on the cover.

"It's a project I'm working on." Hansen shrugged, took the document bag from Nina, and put it on the back seat, "But now I have a little trouble, it's not so perfect, but There are quite a few flaws." Hansen said in a low voice, smiling at Nina who was a little dazed.

"I spent most of my time at MIT working on it, and it has the ability to heal wounds quickly and even regenerate limbs, but it's not very stable."

"It sounds like a very good research." Nina praised. To be honest, this is a bit unimaginable. Today is 12 years ago. If Hansen's research is successful, Nina feels that she should at least have heard of Hansen name.

Unfortunately, she really has no impression of the name Maya Hansen.

The buildings on the side of the road are retreating rapidly. The appearance of London is slightly different from what I remember, but there are no earth-shattering changes. It seems to be like this from beginning to end.

Hansen turned on the radio, and the recent American news was playing on it. Nina heard several familiar names and many unfamiliar names, "Have you ever heard of a neural system computing expert named George?" Nina suddenly Thinking of the name on the note, he asked casually.

"George? You know, many people will be called by this name." Hansen smiled and said, changing the radio channel, "However, if it comes to neural system computing experts, um..."

"He lives in Los Angeles," Nina added.

"As far as I know, there are probably two or three." Hansen hesitated, then looked at Nina, "I know one of them, I don't know if it is the person you are looking for, but his personality is not very good. "Hansen seemed to think of something, and pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly.

The bright car lights happened to shoot out from a distance, and Hansen quickly turned his head to look at the road illuminated by the lights. The dazzling light made Hansen a little bit blindfolded, and she hurriedly held the steering wheel to avoid the car that suddenly rushed over.

"It's really dangerous!" Hansen complained with some dissatisfaction that she was about to hit the car just now. "Speaking of which, there was a rain of owls in London a few days ago." Hansen remembered the one he met not long ago. That weird thing.

Nina was still looking out the window, trying to find any clues that could determine the exact time. When Hansen suddenly complained about the owl, she immediately came back to her senses and said with a helpless smile: "Maybe that's also a feature of London."

Hansen was stunned for a moment, thinking it was a little funny. She didn't think owl rain would be a British feature, at least there had never been such related reports. During Hansen's moment of silence, the mobile phone she placed on the center console Suddenly it rang.

After hearing the voice, Nina subconsciously set her eyes on the lit screen. With her good eyesight, Nina could clearly see the name on the screen, George.

"The person we just talked about..." Hansen held the steering wheel with one hand while picking up the phone, "Long time no see, George."

"Hansen, don't come back for now, don't go to the research institute..."

"George? George?" Hansen called George's name a few times, but got no response, so he put down his phone worriedly and confused. Something must have happened, "Sorry, I may not be able to send you there, Nina .”

"Did something happen to him?" Nina asked sensitively. She had a hunch that the person who called Hansen was most likely the neural computing expert she was looking for.

Hansen nodded silently, and knocked on the steering wheel anxiously, "He may have encountered a lot of trouble. George never hangs up the phone in the middle of a sentence. Something urgent must have happened. It is one of the backbones of the institute..."

"The Stein Institute?"

"How...how do you know?" Hansen looked at Nina in surprise, "Who are you?" Hansen asked cautiously, and hurriedly parked the car to the side of the road, just as the dim streetlights came in from the window, shining on On Nina's pale face, even that beautiful blond hair seemed to have lost its luster.

"I'll explain it to you on the way, Hansen, but we need to get to where George is now, George will die!"

*California

"It's the same as Professor Ryan's death method before. He was killed by a single shot. Nothing suspicious was found in the room, however."

"But what?"

"The posture of the deceased is a little strange. It should be deliberately placed like this." The speaker took out the photo of the scene and pointed at George's appearance with his finger.

"The Penitent"

"Indeed!" The speaker looked at the photo carefully again, and nodded in agreement, "We checked the phone number of the deceased, and there were only two calls in the past three days. We called Kells Roberts, a medical doctor, yesterday morning. Experts, the last call was to Maya Hansen last night, this is the information of two people, we have contacted the Los Angeles police."

"Both are currently in California?"

"Maya Hansen went to London, England a few days ago and has not come back. We have already contacted Roberts, but this Mr. Roberts really has a bad temper."

"What's wrong?"

"Well, you'll know it when you see it." The speaker said with a wry smile, "Maybe people who do research are always more individual."

* Stein Institute

"...If what you said is true, George should be in danger now." Hansen lowered his voice, with tiredness in his eyes that could not be concealed, and she took Nina to a desolate hill in the suburbs. It is a solid and modern research institute - the Stein Institute.

"When I was graduating, someone came to ask me if I wanted to enter here. There are a lot of top talents here... I always dreamed of being able to work with them, so I came here as an assistant. However, a half Months later, the government ordered all research to cease."

Nina listened silently, and looked at the gate made of special materials standing in front of her.

"What research?"

"I'm not very clear either." Hansen shook his head, walked to the iris scanner in front of the door, but it was useless, and the door was still motionless. Hansen took a few steps back in frustration, and looked at her like Nina. Some familiar and some unfamiliar doors, "Try using your method, Nina."

"After all, you've been here for half a month." Nina asked, and took out her wand from her pocket. She told Hansen everything she could say, and she hoped to gain the other's trust, although the process was not smooth , but at least Hansen believed her words eight out of ten.

The closed door moved slightly. Under Hansen's surprised eyes, the door finally opened. The faint sunlight rushed into the dark space inside the door, reflecting even more dazzling light on the smooth stone slab.

Hansen took a deep breath, "Assistant for half a month, you may still know nothing about this place. Although George and I are friends, he rarely talks about his work... I know where the power supply is, This way.

Each floor requires a different level of pass, no one will reveal any information to you, there is an elevator leading to the underground, until the seventeenth floor. "

Due to the lack of direct sunlight, the surrounding light quickly became dim. Nina blinked and looked around. Because the light was weak, she quickly looked away. She could vaguely see the elevator that Hansen pointed out, and... …

"What's wrong?" Hansen turned to look at Nina who suddenly stopped.

"It's nothing, I was a little dazzled just now." Nina shook her head with a smile, and took two quick steps to follow Hansen. The two walked into the power distribution room together. "Be careful... there are other people." Nina said in a low voice.

"Did you stop just now because you saw other people?" Hansen was a little surprised. Thinking of the current situation, he couldn't help lowering his voice, "Don't pull the switch first, let's see."