North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI Chapter 314

  Chapter 314 Subject No. 37 who received attention

"What should we do now?"

   A group of people looked at the endless sea and panicked.

  The cruise ship is 120 meters long (has been changed) and nearly 20 meters wide. It floats on the sea like an isolated island, but it doesn't give people any sense of security at all.

  They searched the entire cruise ship.

   Except for the electrical equipment that is still being maintained.

No prompts, no food, no communication equipment, not even knives and forks, and the control systems in the cockpit were all sealed with special steel plates. Except for watching, the gamers on the cruise ship, Nothing can be done.

  Looking at the panicked crowd.

  Barton was irritated and shouted: "Shut up!"

  Everyone on board, except for Patton, a small group of mercenaries, and Dean, in reality, were originally independent individuals, and they were not united at all, let alone Patton and his men were intimidating with force.

   After a yell, the noisy scene finally calmed down a lot.

  Barton took a deep breath and looked at Dean: "Dean, in this situation, what advice do you have?"

"wait!"

  Dean pointed to the undisguised monitoring equipment in the corridor, and said:

   "These things are still working, which shows that those people have not abandoned us.

  Although we don't know why they want to keep us here, people can't live long without food and water, so there should be a new turning point soon. "

Not far away, a tall otaku with a bruised nose and a swollen face suddenly interrupted when he heard what Dean said: "It's like we play a game, and the plot may not be triggered yet, and the surveillance on the cruise ship is still running, which means there are still TVs. , we may try to make a radio to call for help, if there is food, we can also see if there are any fishing tools.”

   They were just 1V7 by Button's men.

  The guy recognized the current reality and knew that fists are the last word in this place where there is no one, so as soon as he found an opportunity, he began to show his value.

  Barton glanced at the tall and thin guy, and recognized him as the leader representing the third batch of game players.

  He smiled and held out his hand to the boy: "Sorry, I was a little rude just now. My name is Barton. What's your name?"

  Seeing Barton extending his hand of friendship, the tall and thin guy was delighted.

He hurried forward, held Button's hands, and said rather humblely: "My name is Kaxiu, and I am a master of many story games. Since those guys call this a battle royale game, it will definitely trigger some Plot, I should be able to help."

  Barton glanced at the young man, then at Dean and the two, nodded: "Very good, you can stand behind me."

  Cash couldn't stop smiling. He nodded and bowed to get behind Barton's teammates, and smiled flatteringly at everyone who looked over, for fear of offending someone.

   As for his former companions?

Feel sorry.

   Kaxiu directly ignored those former teammates who looked at him with contempt or envy.

  They didn't know each other.

   Betrayal has no psychological pressure on Kaxiu.

  For Barton, the advantages of accepting Kaxiu outweigh the disadvantages.

  There are 21 people on board.

  He and his teammates, there are only five people.

   Now that there is no water or food, it is wise to reduce enemies and increase collaborators. This can also prevent Dean and his companions from making small moves to a certain extent.

  Barton is not very smart, but he still has a basic brain.

   After a little thought, he accepted Kaxiu's overture.

  Although Dean and Kaxiu both said that there may be changes.

  But Barton and others, as mercenaries, are unwilling to hand over their fate to others.

  Next.

  According to Kaxiu's suggestion.

  Barton divided the sports team and the online game player team into two groups.

   One was on a cruise ship, led by Barton's teammates, looking for tools that could be used to make fishing and fishing.

  One is led by Barton himself, with Dean and others, looking for something that can make a radio station.

  Barton's teammate, Spider-Woman, is a technical expert. As long as she has tools, she can set up a distress radio station and look for opportunities for rescue.

  If you really can't find the tool.

  They are going to start with the electronic equipment on the cruise ship, as well as the collars that are constantly shrinking around everyone's necks!

  Personnel scattered.

  Dean took the opportunity to bring Chesston to an inconspicuous corner, and whispered: "Cheston, next, try to reduce cranky thoughts and energy consumption."

  Cheston's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Boss Dean, do you know something?"

  After boarding the ship, Boss Dean took him to pretend to be dead, and let Barton and others control the right to speak on the cruise ship.

   But Cheston, I know the boss of Dean too well.

   This is a smiling tiger who will see blood when he makes a move. He is definitely not a good talker.

  When Boss Dean is easy to talk, it means he must have some bad intentions!

   Facing the excited Cheston, Dean shrugged: "You forgot what this game is called?"

   "Battle Royale!"

  Dean nodded: "Yes, escape, then what do you think is the reason for our current situation?"

  Cheston lowered his head, thinking of Dean's order just now, he was a little uncertain: "In order to consume our existing physical strength, make us tense up?"

"right!"

  Dean sat cross-legged in the corner, looked at the camera above his head, and said with a smile:

"Wait, then.

   It is estimated that within a day or two, nothing will happen.

  As for Barton wanting to take people, move the wires on the cruise ship and the collars around our necks?

  Hehe, whoever moves will die!

  The guys in the Lucifer organization have been deliberately creating tension and stimulating our mental state from the very beginning. I suspect that escape is not the purpose, but this is the purpose! "

   Chaos is good.

   Dean wants chaos.

   In this way, he has the opportunity to install the electronic equipment specially made by Little Mike in the environment of many cameras, and anti-invasion the internal network of the real base of the Lucifer game organization!

  Dean believed that what he said now must have been heard by those who secretly observed the cruise ship.

   This is what he did on purpose.

  The internal network is generally one-way information exchange for the sake of concealment.

   Only the people over there pay more attention to their own side, and the invasion of Little Mike will be easier!

   Listening to the sound of the surrounding thumping and thumping.

  Dean asked Chesston to pay attention to some movements, while he closed his eyes, lowered his heart rate, and reduced physical consumption, so as to ensure that he had enough mental and physical strength to fight back when he encountered danger.

  In his subspace, there is indeed plenty of food.

  But now that he doesn't know the function of the gadget in his body, Dean doesn't want to take risks.

  Lone Island Base!

  In Institute No. 1, Dean's face was magnified on the screen, and at the same time, the words he just said were played back by the loudspeaker.

  A bald old man, with a laser pointer, clicked on Dean's handsome face in the screen, and said, "Tell me about the information about Experimental No. 37!"

   This guy actually saw their next move easily, there is something!

   This bald old man seems to be the leader of Research Institute No. 1.

The people below quickly tapped on the keyboard and called up Dean's information: "Dr. The cases handled as special appointments by the Bureau, FBI and other agencies are .

   There are multiple large-amount credits, namely.

   Family relationship network.

  Think Tank Summary:

   Strong insight, irascible temperament, unruly, greedy and lustful, is a rare high IQ talent.

  In addition, the No. 37 experimental body is the object of Elder Gabriel's focus. He wants to draw the No. 37 experimental body into the elders of the organization, so this time he pays special attention to the No. 37 experimental body. "

"Gabriel"

  The bald old man, that is, Dr. Sean, touched his chin and asked in doubt: "If you pull people, you pull them, why send people into the experiment of potential hormone research?

  Gabriel, as one of the organizers, should know that this research is very harmful to the human body! "

   Hormone research, part of the God Reagent puzzle.

  The human body is an extremely sophisticated system.

It seems fragile, but under various extreme emotions, a middle-aged woman who can't lift 50 catties of rice can even explode a shocking force in order to save her child, directly moving a several-ton truck car.

   Various similar examples are actually not uncommon.

  The establishment of the Lucifer game organization is derived from this part of the research.

strictly speaking.

   They are just a part of the whole God Hand organization.

  This organization covers countless dignitaries around the world.

  Of course, the name of the Hand of God is only known to a small number of front-line research leaders.

   It's outside, with lots of vests.

   Or a scientific research institution.

   Or some bioengineering institute.

   Or some obscure research group at a world-renowned pharmaceutical company.

  The real leaders of the Hand of God used various titles and awards to lure a large number of powerful people and scientific research talents, and participated in it in a daze, contributing to the God's Potion Project.

  Of course, Sean, as the most powerful research leader of the Lucifer game organization, only vaguely knows something about the hand of God, but he only knows that the gods above their heads came from there.

   Knowing too much, he can't be alive now.

   shook his head.

  Sean looked at the researchers below, and continued to ask: "How is the drug reaction of the No. 37 subject?"

   "Dr. Sean, subject No. 37, has a flat reaction to the drug, average tolerance feedback, and average potential evaluation. It's not as good as those elite special forces!"

  The researcher who reported suddenly let out a surprise, and then immediately explained: "Dr. Sean, I don't know why, the heart rate of subject No. 37 has dropped a lot, and at the same time, the tolerance to drug reactions has also increased a lot!

  Current potential evaluation: extremely high! "

  Hearing this, Sean showed a surprised expression.

  The division of the potential of the test personnel does not depend on the strength of the test subject itself, but only on the tolerance of the other party to the medicine.

   According to previous human trials.

  The more tolerant the test subject is to the reagent, the easier it is to have unexpected gains.

  The medicine they injected into the experimental subjects was a hormone-like trigger, which could increase the probability of those experimental subjects breaking out.

To understand it simply, after injecting the medicine, the more unstable the subject's mood is, the easier it is to stimulate the human body's potential. Mystical Molecules of Healing.

  The higher the tolerance, the less likely it is to be affected by the medicine.

  This kind of situation usually occurs in the elderly with poor physical function.

   But once this kind of person explodes, the body will secrete a lot more mysterious substances than ordinary people. The results of the test feedback are also more gratifying. It is roughly equivalent to the more honest the person, the more terrifying the explosion.

  However, this kind of tolerance generally depends on individual differences, so it should be stable.

  What happened to subject No. 37 is not normal!

   Sean is interested.

  He thought for a while, and said decisively:

   "In this case, focus on the experimental ship of No. 37 and activate the two failed products on the piggy ship. I want to see the limit of the outbreak of No. 37!"

  He was a little excited.

  Many human studies have been stuck for a long time. Maybe just meeting a special test individual can bring a huge breakthrough to the whole test.

Sean clearly remembered that three or four years ago, the organization's research also fell into such a predicament. In the end, a "God" above sent a special experimental subject to solve the predicament at that time, allowing the experiment to achieve broke through.

  Experiment No. 37 may also be such a special experimental subject!

   Hear Dr. Sean's order.

  The people below followed orders one after another.

   A moment.

  An internal communication reached Dr. Sean's ears: "Dr. Sean, Elder Gabriel, asked why you intervened in his experimental team without authorization."

   Sean touched his shiny head and sneered.

   On my own side, Gabriel sent a message just after sending out the order, but he cared about Experimental No. 37.

pity.

  He is the top leader of the entire research project of the Lucifer Game Organization, and he can freely intervene in the experimental projects of the three experimental groups.

  Gabriel is just a tool man!

  Why do I have to explain to him!

  Sean said coldly: "Look who sent the invitation letter to Experiment No. 37, letting him take over Gabriel's laboratory!"

  Since Gabriel valued Subject No. 37 so much, he would definitely not take the initiative to invite Subject No. 37 to join the experiment. Someone must be obstructing it.

  The only people who are capable of doing this are the real core members of several organizations such as Lucifer, except for a few "Gods" who don't care about their heads.

  Sean didn't want to waste time on Gabriel, and was going to let these black gloves who didn't know the real truth, dog eat dog, and save some time.

   The top is pressing hard.

  The research and development of the God Reagent has also hit a bottleneck.

   is also for this reason.

  Those 'Gods' who have never liked to intervene in appearances will agree to promote and cover the big moves of the Lucifer game organization.

   Only if there are enough samples, will there be a chance to break the current bottleneck and trade human lives for progress.

   Sean is not young.

  He also hopes that the research progress can break through again, even if he can't really live forever, at least he can break the current research progress with flaws and allow himself to live for a few more years.

  Whoever blocks it will be sent to see God!

the other side.

  By order of Dr. Sean.

  The computer in front of Gabriel was locked.

  Short Lucifer walked into the laboratory again and said with a smile: "Gabriel, the higher-ups think you've been too tired recently, so they're going to let me take over your work. As for you, you can go to rest now!"

"What?"

   Gabriel stood up abruptly, glaring at the little Lucifer: "Are you really looking for death?"

   Seeing this, Lucifer smiled contemptuously and snapped his fingers.

next moment.

The electronic door opened behind him, and two huge armed men who looked like silver-backed orangutans, wearing skull masks, and a full height of more than two meters, strode up to Gabriel, one left and one right, stretching out two carrot fingers, He easily lifted Gabriel's entire airport and walked outside.

   Facing the two inhuman products of the laboratory, Gabriel did not resist, but the dark brown eyes under the pale mask stared at Lucifer who was laughing at him.

  Looking at Gabriel who was carried away.

  Lucifer spat: "A mixed blood **** who joined in the middle, actually wants to replace Lao Tzu's position!"

  Outside the laboratory, in the passage.

   Gabriel was put down.

  He walked back to the electronic door, trying to re-enter.

  The dazzling red light is telling him that his authority has been downgraded.

   Now, he is just an ordinary elder.

  Gabriel stood where he was, slowly closing his eyes. After a long time, he slowly took off his pale mask, revealing a face that looked like melted ice cream with its gums exposed.

  He is like a skeleton crawling up from purgatory, his eyeballs protruding from flesh and blood rolled, his pale gums opened and closed without flesh and blood covering him, and he looked at the heavy iron gate, showing a crazy smile.

   Go **** the mission!

   Lucifer!

   And Sean!

  If Dean dies, I will let you be buried with him!

the other side.

  On the big cruise ship, after some searching, everyone returned without success.

  Those **** had already thought of various situations. Barton and the others couldn't do it, let alone find tools that could be used, even if they wanted to go fishing in the sea.

  There are no tools that can be used!

  Because everywhere under the ship is closed by heavy alloy doors.

  The only areas where they can actually move are the deck and the place where they wake up.

  Don't talk about rubbing your hands on the radio for help.

  If you want to eat fish, you have to jump into the sea at the risk of not being able to get up.

  If you want to drink water, you have to pray for rain.

Barton looked at the demoralized crowd, sighed, and could only sigh: "It's okay without food, but we don't have enough water to replenish. We can't last long. Now we can only try to remove those cameras and the collars around our necks. See if you can find a chance to call for help!"

   Everyone is not stupid.

  The group of perverts, since they dared to leave all of them and let them stay here, must have tampered with the camera and neck collar.

   But in order to find opportunities to save themselves.

   They can only try too!

  Barton and the others once again set their sights on those game masters.

no way.

  This group of people are mostly nerds and nerds. They rarely exercise.

   Facing another coercion.

   Several game masters huddled pitifully in a ball, and looked at the other seven athletes as if begging.

   As a result, seven people turned their heads in unison.

  They knew that when the cannon fodder was exhausted, Barton and the others would target them, but now that there was no food or water, it would not be so fast.

  The fist doesn't land on the face, no one will feel pain.

   "Why don't you choose two people, one to pull out the camera, and the other to pull out the collar around your own neck?"

  Barton said with a smile.

   This sentence made the team of game masters, who were already terrified, take the initiative to look vigilantly at the companions around them.

   Just when the atmosphere on the ship became more and more tense.

  Dean suddenly knocked on the metal fence: "Look ahead!"

  On the sea level in the distance, a dilapidated and old bow appeared in the field of vision.

   This is a freighter with some history!

  (end of this chapter)

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