I took a quick look at the main interface. It was not an ordinary computer desktop. The main interface only had a search box and the rest was blank. It was extremely simple.
"It seems that the laboratory here only has a query function, but no change function..." He suddenly understood the meaning of "control center". Only the control center on the third floor has the authority to edit the database, while the other laboratories only have query functions.
Permissions.
He first made sure that the situation nearby was safe, and then quickly entered Chris Priven's name on the computer using the keyboard. The big screen flashed, and then the information started to load.
Soon, a picture with a blue background appeared at the top of the screen. The man in the picture was wearing a white protective suit. It could be seen that he was not old, and he had no beard on his fair face. He looked like a college student.
age.
"Age only... huh?"
The moment he finished looking at the photo, the computer screen suddenly went black.
But then, just one second later, it lit up again.
The speed of this repeated horizontal jump is shocking.
This time, there was no search box or any screen on the screen. There was only a three-second countdown and two simple lines:
[Number of mature tyrants currently: 2.]
[Hatching will be completed in three seconds.]
Black text on a white background, concise and powerful.
"Tsk." Jian Yi pulled up the boy who didn't know what was going on and rushed out the door quickly. This scene had happened many times, but he still couldn't abandon the boy - not out of good intentions, but because the boy was his biggest
As a trading chip, as long as the boy is still around, he will have the capital to negotiate.
But no one would have thought that Andrew Priven would take such an extreme approach - according to the archives and the description of the nameplate, liberating the "tyrant" without a nameplate would be tantamount to releasing two completely uncontrollable monsters.
.
They will attack Jianyi, but at the same time they will also attack the research center, and even more, they will attack Andrew Priven himself.
This is a sharp double-edged sword that will only add to the chaos of the already chaotic research center.
The 3 second countdown ends.
A huge explosion came from the laboratory, followed by a deafening roar, exactly the same as the one in Giles Shopping Center before, like the sound from hell, low and hoarse.
"How cruel, you won't even let me go?" Jian Yi turned a corner, with a strange curve in the corner of her mouth, "But this also shows that you really have no other choice..."
It seems that the other party has already learned the news about his liberation of the "tyrant", so when one party has overwhelming combat power, Andrew Priven may have no choice but to fight with his last resort.
The two of them accelerated towards the first floor. It was true that although he had not found any clues about the vaccine, escaping the tyrant's pursuit was the top priority - there was still hope if he was alive.
"Huh?" The boy just followed Jian Yi and ran forward. Unexpectedly, he bumped into a stranger at the corner of the stairs. He touched his red and swollen forehead and didn't care about the dust on the ground. He just sat there and cried.
Get up, luckily it's not too loud, otherwise it might attract a tyrant.
"Don't cry, don't cry, eat candy, eat candy..." Jian Yi quickly touched the child's head and gave him a toffee, "Be good, don't cry..."
Now it seems that bringing a lot of extra snacks was the right move. Not only can I restore my physical strength, but I can also coax my children at this time.
"By the way...why did you come here?" He frowned and looked up at Feng Bujie, who was frozen in place, "Didn't we agree that you would be the one to take care of me?"
"Um... Feng kept looking at Jian Yi who was comforting the boy, and was confused for a moment. She didn't answer Jian Yi's question, but asked uncertainly, "He... who is he?"
…
Second floor, darkroom.
"Boss, the boy you mentioned is in the hands of the intruder..." The fat man stood tremblingly at the door. He was half-bent, with cold sweat streaming down his forehead, "No. 2 was also killed by him... us,
No, my fault, I shouldn't have entered privately..."
"It doesn't matter." An old and hoarse male voice interrupted his statement. The man was sitting on a swivel chair with his back to the fat man. All he could see was that he was wearing a white coat, and the coat was stained with an unknown purple liquid.
His voice was very calm, making it impossible to hear any exposed emotions: "What is the current situation in the laboratory where the tyrant was hatched?"
"He didn't know how to control one of them..." The fat man did not dare to continue because he saw the man's hand holding the coffee cup trembling slightly.
"Go on," the man's tone was still very calm, as if he just lost an ordinary toy, "completely describe the process you went through."
Seeing that the man was not angry, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief and quickly told the man everything about taking Jian Yi to the control center and letting him go.
"You mean... he has been taking the boy with him, but he is still looking for the control center?" the man asked after being silent for a while.
It was obviously a suspicious tone: "You said... he took the boy with him, but he is still looking for me?"
"Yes, yes. But I didn't tell you where you are." If he really exposed the man's location... Based on his understanding, if the man had not died in the hands of that madman, the other party's method of torturing him would not be better than dying in the hands of that madman.
It feels good in the hands of a tyrant.
"Well...it's nothing. You can leave with your weapons." The man flipped his wrist and lit a thick cigar. A strong milky smell filled the room, choking the fat man and coughing.
"Don't have direct contact with him, the reward..." The man paused, "I'll give you twice the original amount."
"I understand, I understand..." The fat man was not happy about the salary increase. He just nodded and walked out quickly: he wanted to live more than money.
"Boss, the commando team sent by the government is usually composed of four people. Except for the two captured by the surveillance... there may be one or two people outside to respond." The guard holding a rifle on the side reminded, "We may not have enough manpower.
, how to deal with them?”
"It doesn't matter." The man waved his hand, "You don't have to worry about the one outside."
The big screen in front of the man flickered on and off, and a countdown kept flashing on it. He laughed softly: "Look for the far distance instead of the near..."
