The plane landed.

Lake walked out of the special plane and looked at the assistant Tiffany who was already waiting in the special car, and said directly: "Get on the car, say it in the car!"

soon.

New York Homeland Security No. 1 special car drove directly from Kennedy International Airport behind him.

On the car.

Lake frowned and said, "What the phone said is that the operation troops entered the basement of the room and disappeared collectively. What's going on?"

Tiffany handed the tablet in his hand to Lake: "This is the time of the incident, the surveillance video of the operation agent."

Lake took over and looked at it.

About two hours ago, the new operation director Jamie suddenly reported to the combat command center that there was something strange in the basement of Ben Stillman's home, and twelve team members had already entered the basement and never came up again.

Tiffany immediately reported the news to Lake, who was still in Washington, DC at the time.

Look, Lake rushed back as soon as he received the message.

During the surveillance cameras of several operation agents, everything was normal from getting off the car and entering the video state, to entering the room and reaching the basement entrance.

But the next second.

There was no sign, as if the moment the operator entered the basement, all signal transmission was gone, and the picture instantly turned into snowflakes.

"Has the scene been blocked?"

“It has been blocked.”

"good."

Lake nodded, handed the tablet to Tiffany, and began to think about what happened.

The last day is most likely to create a twenty-four-hour cycle, and this twenty-four-hour cycle is not independent.

Simply put, he can create a twenty-four-hour cycle, in a small range, but outside this small range, the real time remains unchanged.

After all, that last day had already separated from the long river of time. Besides, can a bowl of water change the direction of the long river?

and……

Even so, it is estimated that within twenty-four hours, people will be discovered. As the saying goes, time is not space, and alone time cannot form space.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

Ben Stillman is located in the Brooklyn community. At this moment, homeland security has blocked a part of the road to that community, and the media in New York are undoubtedly trying to capture first-hand news outside the cordon.

Lake and Tiffany walked out of the car and looked at the room with their eyebrows raised.

A time...space?

Good guy.

The promised time is time, and space is space. What kind of snakeskin operation is being used in this scene now?

When Lake's sixth sense touched the basement of the house, it touched a stable and exposed space that was completely combined by time and space.

In the house.

Lake looked at the tracked robot that was ready and was about to release the third time to go to the basement for detection and raised his eyebrows: "How many times is this?"

“Third time.”

Operations Supervisor Jamie said: "The first two times, the robot, like the operation agent, lost any contact immediately after entering the basement."

Lake looked around and said to the supervisor Jamie: "Stop doing useless work, withdraw people and control the scene. Are there any people who are super investigating the bureau here?"

The words fell.

Natasha Romanlov, the new operation director of the Super Investigation Bureau, walked into the room with several Super Investigation agents and looked at Lake: "Sir."

Lake nodded: "Stay here and I'll go in and take a look."

Natasha was slightly stunned and said, "Sir?"

When I came to the scene, the supervisor of the operation came to the scene, not to come to visit the door. Moreover, it would be not good for you, the director, to compete with your subordinates for such a job.

Lake waved his hand: "You can't break this thing."

Said.

Lake took a step forward and appeared directly at the entrance of the basement.

Even if a space that only expands this basement and only has the concept of time, it cannot be broken by Natasha at the moment. It would be OK if it is an unstable space.

But this one here...

Before Lake entered, it was hard to say what this space was, but it felt like it was not like the endless dimensional spaces that were found during the Kama Taj turmoil last year and found a loophole.

This thing gives Lake a bit too artificial.

Too stable.

A buzzing sound.

Lake stepped into the basement and disappeared silently at the corner of the basement under the gaze of everyone.

Seeing this, Natasha couldn't help but feel good about the basement. However, the important thing was to watch the scene with Tiffany who was staying in the room. Just in case, Natasha even changed into the holy clothes combat uniform.

Tiffany next to him looked sideways.

She was also taught by Lake's small universe, but Tiffany said that she would punch her at the big tree 10,000 times, and she would rather commit suicide. Besides, she is a secretary and does not need to have force. If a boss can't even protect his own secretary, can he still call him a boss?

Tiffany was very optimistic. As long as she was a good secretary, her future prospects would not be lower than that of Natasha who wanted to control her own destiny.

Just then.

Tiffany's tablet rang, and she raised her hand to look at it. Tiffany's eyes lit up: "This detailed information of Ben Stillman has been read."

Natasha over there heard that she came over and took a look and was sorted out by the popular queen and read the information she transmitted.

Ben Stillman did not join the military directly after graduation, but joined the military as a billionaire after he was over thirty.

"this……"

Natasha felt something was wrong when she saw this: "How is this possible?"

If you don’t have money and join the military, it’s understandable.

But no matter how you look at a billionaire joining the military, it seems unscientific. Is the model no longer awesome, or is the relationship between the wilderness no longer beautiful?

The voice of the red queen came from the speakers of the tablet: "I feel so too, so I carefully investigated the history of Ben Stillman before becoming a billionaire, and many of the information was deleted, so it took me some time to sort it out."

Said.

A woman's profile appeared on the tablet.

"Debbie Stillman died in a car accident the year before Ben Stillman joined the military. This Debbie Stillman is a college classmate and a college lover."

"It's here for Ben Stillman's weirdness."

"When he was in college, his first pot of gold was the Big Lotto."

“…”

Said.

Another ancient surveillance video of black and white video appeared on the tablet. The time stamp showed that it was on January 3, 1982. This was an ATM withdrawal monitoring. Directly opposite it was a hypermarket with transparent glass. In that hypermarket, after the red queen was enlarged and repaired, the high-definition picture was Ben Stillman of the young age and his then fiancée Debbie Stillman.

Tiffany and Natasha looked at each other, and didn't quite understand what the queen wanted to express.

"Look at his expression."

“…”

Tiffany and Natasha frowned at the high-definition expression of Ben Stillman after magnification, and then compared the expression of his fiancee Debbie Stillman who seemed to see something shocked when he saw the clue.

The picture on the tablet moved up again, and it was repaired into a high-definition TV picture in one second. What appeared was the live lottery draw of the Lotto on January 3, 1982.

"He seemed to know that the lottery he bought was definitely a winner."

"What?"

"Yes, I checked Ben Stillman's purchase record since he was sixteen and the only record of buying lottery tickets with a credit card was only once, and that time, he won the 235 million lottery prize that still has the highest lottery draw in history."

“…”

Although Tiffany and Natasha were both very rich, they still felt a little unbelievable when they heard a lottery ticket that was redeemable for the huge prize of more than 200 million yuan.

Is Ben Stillman the protagonist of destiny?

Just as the two women were thinking about this.

The Red Queen read a post about the internal forum of Ben Stillman University that year, which marked a post titled "On the Several Difficulties in Manufacturing Time Machines".

"Although the poster is anonymous, I cross-compare several papers and documents from Ben Stillman, and I am sure that this post was written by Ben Stillman."

“…”

Natasha frowned and said, "What do you mean is that he has created a time machine and knows what kind of numbers will be drawn in the future, so he won the prize?"

Honghou said: "How did I know? I just looked for information and left and chatted back."
To be continued...