There was silence for a while, and everyone looked at each other, because this matter was too serious. District 51 is a strict organization. Anyone who can enter it will undergo very strict review and psychological testing to ensure that they will not
Will leak any information about this.
Because of the lack of funds over the years, sometimes their research had to be suspended. In order to change these situations, they tried to use other methods to make money. In order to succeed in the experiment and to prove the value of this department, they did not hesitate to develop it by any means.
But now no one has thought that the things they did very strictly in the past have now been revealed, and the evidence is irrefutable. They all know the seriousness of the consequences of what they have done before. Seriously speaking, they
This behavior is anti-humanity.
"Who, who betrayed me?" Smith looked around with blood-red eyes. He stared at everyone carefully, trying to see some panic on one of the people's faces, but he was disappointed.
What's interesting is that these people are very calm and he can't see anything unusual.
"Felix, Alec, where have they gone?" Smith shouted.
"Sir" As soon as the metal door opened, tall Alec walked in. He still had the same calm look, and there was no expression at all on his face.
"Where have you been?" Smith stared at Alec and asked.
"Something doesn't seem to be going well. People are coming from above and they want to see you. Besides, I can't find where Felix is now." Alec said calmly.
"Felix!" Smith said through gritted teeth, "Did he betray me?"
"I'm not sure, but the more important thing at the moment is that someone is coming from above. Colonel Leeson is looking for you now." Alec said.
"Okay, I understand. You go down. I'll be quiet here by myself, and I'll ask Leeson to come find me here." Smith waved his hand, and he sat down on the sofa.
Everyone in the room retreated silently. They all seemed to understand Ya Chengke's mood, but they were helpless because they couldn't change anything.
As the metal door opened again, a man in a straight military uniform walked over, followed by two assistants. This was Leeson from the Secret Service. He has always been responsible for national security. Generally speaking, he
Wherever it appears, nothing good will happen.
"Smith, we haven't seen each other for a long time." Leeson smiled and stretched out his hand.
Although he was not in a good mood, Smith still smiled reluctantly. He stood up and stretched out his hand to shake Lisson's hand, and then gave him a symbolic hug: "Old friend, long time no see."
"Oh, the last time I came to you was three years ago." Lison smiled and said: "The reason why I came here last time was that a researcher had a psychological problem, and he might be there at any time.
Will betray us."
"Yes, I still remember what happened last time. It was you who personally eliminated this hidden danger, so I am very grateful to you. Because of you, our department was able to develop." Smith smiled hypocritically, even though he
He was in a very bad mood now. Although he really wanted to strangle this guy to death on the spot, he had to put on a smiling face.
"I really don't know why those people have such terrible thoughts." Lison shook his head and said, "Smith, I'm sorry. I think you already know about you."
"Yes, before you came, I understood the whole thing." Smith nodded.
"So, let's talk about your situation now." Lison picked up a document and said: "In the past eight years, you founded the Qinglong Group...a very famous killer organization, right?"
"Yes, I am indeed the founder of Qinglong Group. I recruited a group of people who were desperate for their lives, and then provided them with resources to make money for me." Smith did not deny this, he nodded.
"Tell me about how you make money." Leeson looked at Smith and said, "According to reliable evidence, you use all kinds of methods to make money, including arms trafficking, drug trafficking, drug production, and biological and chemical weapons production to sell to the terrorists in the Middle East.
Molecule, is there such a thing?"
"Yes, I don't deny that there is such a thing." Smith nodded.
"Three years ago, some die-hard elements attacked one of our small towns. They used a poisonous gas called 'Venomous Snake', which resulted in the death of 300 people in the town. Excuse me, did the poisonous snake come from District 51?
?" Leeson asked again.
"I don't deny that the poisonous snakes came from our District 51." Smith spread his hands indifferently and said: "I admit any accusation you mentioned, including selling tubes, illegal experiments, etc."
"Oh, Smith, your behavior really makes me sad." Lison closed the document in his hand and said: "When you were put in charge of Area 51, the country had great expectations for you. They hoped that this department
It can flourish in your hands."
"However, over the years, you have forgotten what your essential job is, and you have changed." Lison said with some regret: "So today, with the approval of the Ministry of Defense and the Ministry of Security, I arrested you. You have objections.
?"
"I have objections." Smith looked at Leeson and said: "I can say that everything I do is for work and for this country. I really want to do something for you, but you don't support my work.
.”
"Our funding is constantly being cut, which forces our research to continue to be suspended, which also forces our soldiers to go into hibernation." Smith said: "That's why I will try my best to make money, but my
The original intention is good, and I want our research to continue."
"I guarded such an almost abandoned place and did some shady things every day, but in the end, I got nothing. The only things I had were the suspicion from above and the so-called human rights of those hypocritical people.
"
The more Smith talked, the more excited he became: "It can be said that I am heartbroken for this department and this country. We will bear the blame. If you don't provide funds, we can do it ourselves."
"In District 51 that you are looking at now, apart from approving a grand canyon as our base when it was established, our beloved former president, what else has he done?"
"Not only him, but also other people, especially the Ministry of Finance, how much money does it grant to us every year?" Smith became more and more excited as he spoke. He opened his arms and shouted: "No, nothing, I carry all this."