The chaos in the laboratory did not last long. When three sharks took turns hitting the reinforced glass and knocking it out of the cracks, the chaos directly transitioned into panic. Everyone took the elevator to evacuate to the upper floor.
This included Dr. Susan, who was in shock. She put her hands in her hair and shivered in the corner, as if she had experienced extremely horrific torture.
"Mr. Russell, did you do it?"
Asking Leon to protect the two children, Arnold approached Russell and asked in a low voice.
"Be careful what you say. There is no proof or evidence. Why do you say it was me?"
Russell shook his head repeatedly: "Many people can testify for me that Dr. Susan became like this by herself and has nothing to do with me."
"..."
Arnold was speechless and narrowed his eyes. What he wanted to ask was not Dr. Susan, but the three sharks that behaved strangely.
"Okay, I did it. This woman is not very clear-headed. I helped her cheer up."
Russell shrugged. When the shark attacked, he strengthened Dr. Susan's inner fear and left an indelible shadow, ensuring that her legs would become weak when she saw the shark doll in the future.
"No, I'm asking those three smart sharks. They can actually use tools and write."
"Oh, that's none of my business. It was Dr. Susan who increased their brain capacity to make them so smart."
Russell sighed, with surprise still in his eyes: "It's amazing. They can actually speak two languages. These three sharks are very motivated!"
Arnold rolled his eyes. He had found the mastermind behind the scenes. He was just suspicious just now, but now he is very convinced.
"It's a pity. When I just left, I took a glance and saw three sharks suddenly killing each other, forming a circle with their heads and tails connected, and biting off each other's tails."
Russell shook his head: "Using the mako shark's impact breathing method, if you stay in place, you will die."
"Why?"
Arnold looked around to make sure no one was approaching, and asked in a low voice: "Why did you kill three sharks and prevent the experiment from continuing? Is there anything wrong with this research institute?"
"Those three sharks are the product of genetic engineering. Their brain capacity and physique have been greatly enhanced. To put it bluntly, they are quite smart.
Arnold's face changed slightly when he heard this: "It's terrible. If they suddenly attack, all the experimenters here will have to finish it."
"This is not the scariest thing..."
Russell looked askance at the panicked researchers and continued: "The most terrifying thing is the self-righteous fool who regards the truly smart people as fools. They think that the sharks in the cage are as obedient as the white mice, but they don't know that the white mice are preparing to
To escape from prison, you also need to pass on your smart genes to future generations."
"This is bad!"
Arnold's face turned completely serious. As Russell said, he would be the marine version of the terrifying Ape erectus.
"I'll leave this matter to you. Invest in the institute's medical projects. You can do whatever you want, just don't study sharks."
"Understood, let me handle it."
…
Due to water pressure problems at the Deep Sea Research Institute, the observatory communication station contacted surrounding airports. Rescue helicopters arrived and took everyone away from the place.
Russell won a lottery and left with satisfaction, while John and Matilda returned disappointed.
The five people returned to the hotel and called Eleanor on the yacht to inform them that the two-day and one-night trip was over and asked them to return as soon as possible.
The bankrupt sisters boarded the plane unconscious, Max was drunk, and Caroline didn't want to wake up from the good life. She knew that when she opened her eyes again, there would be nothing but Max.
Everyone took a private plane back to New York, and Russell returned home to take a nap and return to work with a full spirited attitude.
Jingle bell bell~~
The phone rang. The director was worried that Russell would forget to go to work tomorrow, so he called to remind him and said that he had prepared two cases for him.
At the same time, he told him the very unfortunate news that the headquarters had found a new benchmark in the police industry and he was eliminated.
"Who did it?"
Russell's eyes widened, and after a moment he came to his senses and realized that there was no need to be angry, which was a good thing for him.
He has no interest in star police or anything like that.
"Who is it? Which celebrity's face has been photographed by the General Administration?"
Russell asked cheerfully. He generally knew the aesthetics of the American emperor. The standards for star police officers were divided into two categories.
One is the bald brother, a tough and fiery policeman with a muscle car, and the other is an idol like him who relies on his face to make a living, is good at persuading people with reason, and takes a people-friendly approach.
"I don't know. I only know that his name is Murphy. He used to be a New York policeman. He seems to be a subordinate of Chief Mochi like you."
The director thought for a while and added: "Now he is the latest technology of a certain company, a robot with most of its body replaced by mechanical prosthetics. The people at the top hope to evaluate the robot police through his performance in the police system.
The feasibility of batch production.”
"RoboCop!?"
Russell was stunned for a moment, and it seemed that another plot had begun.
"Yes, that's roughly what it means. Since you understand, I won't explain any more."
After the director finished speaking, he began to complain about the increased work pressure: "If this police officer Murphy performs well, then I will also have a few metal lumps stuffed under my hands. Too bad, it means someone will lose his job... maybe I will
Also, I was fired before I could retire."
The chief talked a lot, but Russell didn't listen to a word and asked: "Chief, where does this Officer Murphy work now?"
"The emergency service team of the special operations department had someone test him before he joined the team. He was as strong as a monster."
The chief gloated: "I don't know if I will be laid off, but you are no longer the best policeman in New York, Officer Murphy is."
"I want to give him this kind of honor. I don't care about it..."
Russell pouted. He knew what the emergency service team was. The SWAT team in Los Angeles was called 'swat'. The SWAT team in New York was the emergency service team, with the English abbreviation 'esu'. It mainly performed anti-terrorism tasks and was a member of the New York Police Department.
important armed forces.
"Okay, if you don't have anything to do, just come here. I'll see you tomorrow morning. Before I get laid off, I'll send you two more cases."
"Director, let me first tell you what the two cases are. I am a little mentally prepared."
"One is an unsolved case of bank theft. It has been a while, but the suspect has not been identified. I will wait for you to come to the bureau tomorrow to look at the file for the details."
"The second thing is..."
…
The next day, Russell drove to the branch and obtained two files and related search certificates from the director's office.
No one blocked the door because Russell was out of date.
The incident of the arrival of aliens continues to ferment, causing global panic. The media in various countries are making articles about aliens. The billionaire policeman lacks attention and naturally loses the favor of reporters.
As for the US imperialists, the destroyer USS Sampson was sunk, and everyone on board the ship, including the captain, was killed. This matter could not be concealed at all, and the military simply admitted that a fierce battle had broken out between it and the alien fleet.
Official version!
The heroic soldiers of the US Navy were not afraid of sacrifice, and at the cost of losing the destroyer USS Sampson, they wiped out the evil alien invaders in the Pacific and defended the earth together. This is a tribute to the US Navy.
Media version!
During a military exercise in the Pacific, the US Navy encountered an unknown fleet of unknown origin. Due to the huge disparity in firepower between the two sides, the destroyer USS Sampson was driven into the soul by a missile, and all the soldiers on the ship were unfortunately killed.
The remaining two destroyers, the John Paul Jones and the Myoko, raised white flags and surrendered on the spot, so they did not die on the spot like the Sampson.
Afterwards, after hearing the news, the aircraft carrier battle group came out with the secret weapon of the military exercise and used unknown means to destroy the unknown fleet. Afterwards, they salvaged the wreckage and found out that they were aliens.
The media version has been widely circulated, and many people are willing to believe this statement. Otherwise, there is no way to explain why the Sampson was shattered into pieces on the same battlefield, but the other two destroyers did not even have a scratch. They must have surrendered.
For a time, the public was particularly interested in the secret weapons of the US Navy.
Netizen version!
Three destroyers encountered an alien fleet in the Pacific. The Sampson was taken away by a wave because it was too arrogant. Then angels came and upgraded the destroyers to battleships, the kind that can transform into super mechas, and took the aliens away.
Press him to the ground and rub him to death.
The netizen version was too nonsense, and people with high IQs laughed it off and did not take it seriously. Even though the whistleblower claimed to be a soldier serving on the USS John Paul Jones, he had witnessed these things with his own eyes and was absolutely correct, but they were still treated as jokes by sensible people.
Let me add that the soldier who broke the news posted an article the next day, bursting into tears and crying like a child. He made up his previous remarks.
There is no angel coming, and there is no super mecha that can transform. It's all a prank on his part. He just drank too much and tried to attract the attention of a pretty girl with crooked tricks.
Initially no one believed the online version, but after the soldier apologized, many people began to believe it.
In short, the whole world is now talking about aliens. Because the discussion is so intense, there are fewer incidents of petty theft.
Russell got the file, paid attention to the messy news on the Internet in the office, and began to read the two cases handed over to him by the director.
The first case was a bank theft.
It wasn't the bikers violently blowing up banks and dragging safes all over the streets, but twenty million dollars disappearing overnight.
The alloy door of the vault is equipped with a timed opening device and a pressure device. In theory, it cannot be broken open with violence. This is indeed the case. The door was intact, and the bank only discovered that it had been stolen the next afternoon.
Surveillance video showed that no one entered or left the vault that night, and all bank insiders were found innocent during the trial. Twenty million dollars disappeared inexplicably.
The FBI got involved, but so far they haven't found any clues. They don't even know how the criminals got into the vault.
Russell nodded, confirming that he had triggered a plot in which the protagonist had the ability to teleport as a "teleporter".
He remembered it so clearly because he was familiar with teleportation and because there was a 'Teleportation' skill card lying in his inventory. It was unmistakable.