Section 1046 - Christmas Gifts
Diverting the annoying guy inside, out of sight, and then isolating and monitoring by the way, this hand has to be said to be quite sharp.
Wu Kai, who is also a member of the research and diagnosis team of the Department of Sleep Disorders, told Li Bai that for several days, Chen Sheng, this guy was like a defeated rooster wilting and listless.
I used to be very good at making things like to pat on the back, but now, I'm not even happy to say a few nice words.
Although the fruits and snacks that are usually shared with everyone are not broken, the brand grade and quantity can be seen to be perfunctory, no longer exquisite packaging, but cheap goods weighed by catties, and the amount is not much.
Chen Sheng even ran a lot less between other departments on the fifth floor, and sometimes he could even be seen cursing something with a gloomy face.
Li Bai smiled dumbly, sure enough, the dog's stomach couldn't hide two taels of sesame oil, and as soon as he failed, his original form was immediately revealed.
It's really disappointing to have only grown so little.
However, he can imagine that Chen Sheng will not be willing to keep to himself in the research and treatment team.
Most of the other party will not be really interested in the hereditary psychosis of the Samos family, and will only think about getting the old field back.
The entanglement between Chen Sheng and Li Bai is not just as simple as fighting a few verbal battles with each other.
The quota of the attending physician competed, and he was transferred out of the psychiatric department, which caused the sister-in-law to lose the position of the director of the psychiatric department and go to the idle department to care for the elderly.
Then, he couldn't even stay in the Seventh People's Hospital of Huxi City, so he had to jump to the First People's Hospital of Huxi City.
I originally wanted to be unprovoked, but I can't hide?!
I never thought of it.
I really can't hide!
Li Bai, the man, actually chased him to the First People's Hospital to rotate.
Killing people is not enough, such perseverance, who can bear it, Chen Sheng's mentality collapsed on the spot.
Finally, he Chen Hansan came back again, and Chen Sheng secretly vowed to regain all the things he had lost.
How could it be as if nothing had happened before, and make peace with Li.
He's not cheap, why?!
As Li Bai expected, although stealing chickens and rice was not successful, Chen Sheng, who was very depressed and lost, did not take the liberty of doing things again, so for a period of time, he would be honest (waiting for the opportunity).
But the dog can't change to eat, this guy will still make trouble after all.
This was originally a two-sided game.
If Chen Sheng makes a move, Li Bai will inevitably make another targeted move, and whoever has more clever means, more hidden, and more unguardable will be easier to gain the upper hand.
The research and diagnosis team, whether it is the newly divided group A or group B, is Li Bai's home field, so he is not in a hurry at all.
As long as Chen Sheng dares to hand over the handle, Li Bai will definitely let the other party "get what he wants" like this time again.
A little expert in digging pits, killing or burying, this is the tradition of the old Li family, the key is that some people don't know it!
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Christmas Eve, a suburb of Paris, France.
In the second half of the year, a high-security prison with a high-walled power grid was declared closed by the city of Paris, and within a month the removal of guards and prisoners was completed, and then the entire prison changed hands, leaving empty high-walled cells and a mess.
The government recouped the money and reduced its spending, which could not only be used in other areas where it was stretched thin, but also won the general praise of the citizens.
It is a country of Our Lady of Specialties, backed by Notre-Dame.
Uh-huh!
As a sign of gratitude to Our Lady, Notre Dame was burned down (Ji-Tian...... PS: April 15th, Songkran!
The new owner of the suburban prison is now the Moeller Institute, funded by the Leechherr consortium.
After two months of simple renovations, it was finally put back into use just in time for Christmas.
Only this time, it was no longer used to hold prisoners, but as a new experimental ground for the Moeller Institute.
The Moeller Institute, located in the 10th arrondissement of Paris, was not suitable for certain experiments with large movements and scenes, so it was transferred here.
"Mr. Chairman, please get out of the car!"
Ellie, the graceful female secretary, got out of the car first, quickly went around to the other side, pulled the car door, and guided Demville, the chairman of the Leeherd consortium, to get out of the car.
This is her rice owner, so naturally she has to be careful to serve and please.
"Thank you, Ellie, for being beautiful today. ”
After getting out of the car, Demville gently pinched the young female secretary's chin.
It's tender and smooth, and it feels good in the hand.
Romantic French people never mind, there is something to do as a secretary, nothing to do as a secretary, after all, the game, friendship first, competition second.
There are no ten or eight Frenchmen who are not qualified to be called French.
"Thank you!"
Ellie Lanya de Foix, who was also a French nobleman, smiled reservedly.
"Boss, please get in as soon as possible. ”
Under the passenger seat, there was a one-eyed man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, with a black blindfold on his left eye, but the remaining right eye looked around very vigilantly, refusing to relax for a moment.
A dozen or so men in suits, black and white, who were equally burly, got out of the front and rear cars, surrounded Demville and the secretary Ellie, and their right hands were either in their arms or into the placket of their waists, and the outline of the guns could be faintly seen.
Once bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the well rope for ten years.
Since the last attack, Demville has stepped up his security forces, hiring the most experienced team of bodyguards to take care of his security.
This time, on the outskirts of the city of Paris, they were also heavily guarded, and even the vehicles were specially purchased bulletproof models to withstand the fierce fire of small-caliber small arms at close range.
The bodyguards surrounded Demville and the secretary as they quickly walked into the prison-turned-experimental field, and immediately the staff in front led the way.
The thick walls and high-voltage power grid on the perimeter of the prison have remained, and when you enter the prison, you can see that the stout, sturdy fences and cages have not been completely dismantled, but can still be seen everywhere.
"Honey, how do you still keep these things?"
Seeing those cold separation fences, the female secretary couldn't help but be a little frightened when she remembered that there had been a place where the most vicious prisoners had been held.
"Baby, this is for the needs of experimentation, and today we have the opportunity to see something good that has never been seen before. ”
Chairman Demwell's claws were lowered to the female secretary's lower back...... Touch.
The bodyguards surrounding him kept their eyes peeled for a possible threat.
However, the entire test site was not empty, many facilities and equipment were still in use, and the motorcade carrying Chairman Demville had just approached the test site when it fell into the sight of the internal security personnel.
Within 500 meters of the prison, it is now private land.
"What the hell is good?"
The female secretary Ellie was very curious, and she relied on the fat-bellied chairman like a bird, and she didn't care about the salty pig hand that fell on her.
Demville didn't reveal the answer for his female secretary, but smiled mysteriously and said, "Honey, soon to know, I'm waiting for Dr. Moeller to surprise us." ”
I heard the staff member leading the way in front of me stop, turned around and bowed slightly.
"Mr. Chairman, it's here, and Dr. Moeller is in front. ”
"Got it!"
Dhumville's group stood in front of a heavy alloy gate.
More than a dozen slender red beams crisscrossed the bodies of all of them up and down, left and right, perhaps as a security mechanism, keeping everyone calm, including Demville and the female secretary.
Bang!
The alloy gate shook slightly, and a continuous clicking sound was heard inside, and a vertical crack opened in the center of the door, and it began to slowly move to the left and right.
Click, click, click, the door body seems to be very heavy, and the transmission mechanism makes a distinct sound.
"Hey, Mr. Chairman, you're finally here. ”
Dr. Moller, the owner of the Moeller Research Field, was standing behind the door in a work uniform, welcoming the newly arrived Chairman of the Demville with open hands.
Demville and Dr. Moller hugged each other before asking, "Has Lieutenant Colonel Abel arrived?"
Dr. Moeller looked at his watch and said with regret: "Mr. Lieutenant Colonel is an hour ahead of schedule, and he is really not a qualified Frenchman. ”
Tardiness is a traditional French culture and is also known as etiquette.
"Okay!"
Demville was calm, and continued: "Let's go and meet this lieutenant colonel, and hope that he will be interested in our gift." ”
The Leeherre Consortium buys the prison that once housed felons for Dr. Moeller and transforms it into a testing ground, not just for money, but for profit.
There is no profit comparable to monopoly and military business.
To this end, the Leechherr consortium and Dr. Moeller spent more than half a year and hundreds of millions of euros to finally obtain a preliminary conceptual result.
"Don't worry, Mr. Chairman, I'm ready, and you, beautiful Lady Aisha, come with me, don't be nervous or afraid, everything is ......" Dr. Moeller clenched his fist and smiled proudly, "It's all in my hands, million!
"I'm looking forward to it!"
Listening to the Doctor's words so mysterious, there was no fear, but a little curiosity, Demville's female secretary Aisha gently curtled her knees and made a symbolic curtsy.
The alloy gate slammed back together again.
Walking behind the gate, Demville and the others could immediately feel the oppressive atmosphere of slaughter, the experimenters in overalls, and the armed security guards with loaded guns.
The Farmas stockless automatic assault rifle, full magazine packs, grenades, grenades, bulletproof vests, and Kevlar tactical helmets are all standard equipment for these armed security guards.
On the tower that originally monitored the prisoners, there were 12.7 mm caliber M2HB Browning large-caliber heavy machine guns, and at some commanding heights, you can even see automatic rocket launch platforms, whether it is high, low, or left and right, you can aim at the first time.
The female secretary Aisha looked a little frightened.
I am afraid that this kind of armed force has never been treated like this by the prisoners who were previously detained here.
Not to mention the guards, even the elephants are more than enough, who can withstand the murderous baptism of 12.7 mm caliber warheads.
Originally, the place where the prisoners were released was heavily fortified, with large-caliber heavy machine guns in the four corners, and armed security guards carrying grenade launchers.
In the central clearing, a rectangular covered by a thick canvas is large enough to fit into a 12-seater minibus.
A middle-aged man in his forties in military uniform and two non-commissioned officers were standing on a high platform, looking at the open space where the cuboid was located.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned around suddenly, his eyes swept over Dr. Moeller, who was leading the way in front, and fell on Chairman Demville and his party, and then took it back and said, "Dr. Moller, this should be Mr. Chairman Demville, right?"
"Hello, Lieutenant Colonel Abel, I am Demville de Caroline. ”
The pot-bellied Demville took three steps and two steps, greeted him, and shook hands with the other party.
Lieutenant Colonel Abel asked suspiciously, "The Caroline family?"
"That's right, it's the Caroline family, but my branch didn't inherit the title, all I have is the surname. ”
Demville did not show off his aristocratic blood, even though he was a noble son.
No matter how down-and-out the poor family is, it is also a gate valve, powerful and powerful, and it is not bad for money, which is far from being comparable to the people in cloth.
The working class is generally considered to be a poor family, and that is pretending to be forced!
"When will I be able to start, honestly, I'm short on time. ”
Lieutenant Colonel Abel did not deliberately curry, but simply and neatly went straight to the point.
Demville looked directly at Dr. Moller.
"Right away, of course, now, anytime. Dr. Moeller scratched his scalp, and countless snowflakes fell from his fingers.
Don't expect these scientists to be able to take care of their grooming at all times, sometimes they are so busy with their research that they forget everything.
"So what are you waiting for, let's get started!"
Demville nodded to Dr. Moller.
"Okay!
Dr. Moeller took out a walkie-talkie and said loudly, "Hey, hey, all units, pay attention, be on alert, listen to my orders, and start unveiling!"
In the renovated experimental field, a shrill alarm sounded immediately.
"Three, two, one!
Dr. Moeller let out a cheer.
The thick canvas that covered the top of the cuboid was pulled down by ropes, revealing a huge cage.
"Oh my God!"
After seeing the contents of the cage, Demville's female secretary, Aisha, covered her mouth and let out an exclamation.
"What the hell is this?"
Lieutenant Colonel Abel's eyes widened for the first time, and the two young non-commissioned officers beside him were equally dumbfounded.
"The latest product of our Leeherre consortium, no, it should be a probabilistic experiment, you see, it's great, isn't it? The best gift for this Christmas. ”
Dr. Moller held out his hand towards the giant cage, showing off triumphantly.
Even though he had been mentally prepared, Chairman Demville still gasped, then stabilized his mind and said: "The biological weapon of the Moeller Research Institute, Colonel Abel, this is not a model, it is a living existence. ”
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