"Now that we have found the location of Payne's lair, why don't we take action immediately? Mr. Bolivar, what are you still thinking about?"

Not only President Maya and Director Nick Fury, but also the sentinels found the location of "Brother Payne" Crystal Palace, why more than a week had passed, but they didn't make any move.

Even the new general of the Anti-Mutant Alliance, Colonel Stryker, the commander of the Sentinel Special Service Division, can't figure out why his boss Bolivar can be so calm and still sitting in the office with his old spirit.

Reading behind the desk.

Stryker went up to take a look. Well, this time it was not John Locke's "Essay on the Understanding of Humanity". It was replaced by a new one, "The Interpretation of Dreams" by that old scoundrel Freud.

"Sir, what exactly do you think?" Stryker asked again.

"Hey, William, what are you in a hurry for?"

Bolivar put the bookmark leisurely, closed the book and put it away, then asked: "William, how are you sure that Payne's lair is at the bottom of the Hudson River?"

"this......"

After pondering for a moment, Stryker said truthfully: "Sir, President Clinton told me that he received a tip... Mr. President said that when Payne was rescuing people, an agent happened to find traces of those mutants.

, so he followed and sneaked in and successfully located the location of Payne’s lair.”

Bolivar glanced at Stryker meaningfully and said slowly: "What the president said? Do you believe it? In the United States, has the president ever spoken human words? I thought that those guys who talk nonsense can also

It’s just the votes of ordinary people, tsk tsk, I didn’t expect you, William, to actually believe it.”

Upon hearing this, Stryker's face suddenly darkened, and he hummed: "Mr. Bolivar, of course I don't believe a word of the policy agenda and promises made to voters by the President of the United States.

, but, but I don’t believe that he still dares to fool us about mutants... What’s more, what’s the benefit of fooling us?”

Bolivar did not answer but asked: "Then, what benefits does that old boy Clinton get from being so active in helping us?"

"Maybe, maybe because he saw that the general trend was like this, he decided to take sides?" Stryker said uncertainly.

"Forget it, forget it..."

Bolivar waved his hand and said: "We have already discussed this topic last time, so let's not repeat it today... I don't care what the president thinks, but as long as our Sentinel Secret Service has not completely confirmed the news, we cannot act hastily.

...William, you also said that the general trend lies with us. We have passed the initial stage of taking risks and taking risks. At this moment, steady and steady is the way to go!"

Bolivar took a sip of water and continued: "Anyway, the mutants in Payne's place are all children. How can they turn the world upside down? Of course, I also understand that Payne is more dangerous than Magneto and Professor X."

The enemy, he must have great intentions in taking in those children, and he even wants to establish a mutant kingdom?! Well, even so,

In just one or two years, he will not be able to train mutant children into warriors... Since we have enough time, why should we risk launching a military operation in Manhattan because of unverifiable news? That is the economic center of the United States, at least.

, several senior officers of our alliance hope that we can investigate clearly before making a decision."

Stryker understood what Bolivar meant. The Sentinels did not just close the door and hold a small meeting to decide everything. The opinions of the members behind them had to be taken into account, especially in Manhattan, New York. That location was really

Too sensitive.

He nodded immediately and asked tentatively: "So, sir, what should we do now?"

Bolivar spread his hands and said, "It's unclear. Since Mr. President has told us Payne's location, we can do some detection first, at least to determine whether his information is true, what do you think?"

"Okay, Mr. Bolivar, I'll make arrangements right away."

After Stryker left, Bolivar once again took out the "Interpretation of Dreams" from the bookshelf, opened the book, took away the bookmark, put on his gold-rimmed glasses, and read the book again.

only......

Through the resin lens, what Bolivar saw was not the sentences on the page, but a black and white picture scroll. There was a head of a person whose face could not be seen clearly on the picture scroll. The person with only his head exposed seemed to be saying something.

, although there was no sound coming, lines of text appeared below the scroll.

Look carefully...

"Sir, with the help of Secretary Tim, we have found out what happened that day. Five days ago, an FBI agent named Colin Gale secretly met with President Clinton, although the two of them went to Broad

Badminton court, but in fact the FBI has already installed bugs in all the President’s activity areas, so we also found out that it was Colin Gale who informed the President about the location of the Penn Base.”

Bolivar's brows were slightly furrowed, and his right finger was stroking the sentences and passages on the page. To outsiders, it seemed that Bolivar was fascinated by the book and was lost in thought.

What actually happened was that as Bolivar slid over the sentence, a line of words appeared above the scroll.

"Can you confirm the location of the agent named Colin Gale when the New York mutant rescue incident occurred?"

A line of text appears below.

"We have investigated and found that Colin Gale was indeed in Manhattan at the time, and we also found traces of him from the cameras in midtown Manhattan. Therefore, we basically confirm that Colin Gale did discover Payne by chance.

The rescued mutant...but we still don't know if he really infiltrated Payne's base. Sir, should we kill him..."

As Bolivar moved his finger, a line of words appeared at the top.

"Don't alert the enemy, just back off!"

As the figure dimmed and disappeared, Bolivar turned another page. It was still a black and white picture scroll, still a figure whose face could not be seen clearly, and still a sentence appeared at the bottom of the picture scroll.

"Sir, two days ago, we used a detector to search at the location you provided. There were a total of 1,712 mutants. Based on the distribution of mutants, we established a three-dimensional model of Payne Base."

Then, an architectural diagram outlined with black lines appeared on the scroll. As the three-dimensional model diagram slowly rotated, Bolivar saw a fifty-meter conical underground palace at the bottom of the Hudson River.

There are also underground palaces of unknown size at the bottom of the park and Twelfth Avenue, and these three underground bases are also connected to each other.

If President Maya saw this three-dimensional model diagram, he would probably shout "What a tragedy" and "God bless" at the same time.
Chapter completed!