Chapter 93: Giving dreams and future to people (8)
Although the camera in the video is quite shaken, the advantage is that the pixels are ten times higher, so after getting used to the shaken camera, you can still clearly see what is happening in the video.
"Stand up! This man really stood up! Oh my God, was he really shot? What did I see? Flying! Flying!! Oh my God!!"
Of course, there's also the voice of the person who shot the video.
Mr. Offee frowned the whole time. His decades of worldview told him that the content of this video was false. He was looking for flaws in the video until the end, when the masked messenger of God suddenly soared into the sky.
Disappear.
Mr. Aoife pressed the stop button at this time. If he was still considering looking for flaws in the film at the beginning, then after seeing the scene of the 'Messenger of God' rising into the sky, Mr. Aoife had already concluded that this was a
Prank videos.
It is very likely that special effects and other technologies have been added, and special editing has been combined. Cash film technology is so advanced that it will not be too difficult to make a video of this level.
Seeing that his superior had no intention of reading any more, the secretary took back his cell phone.
Mr. Ao Fei suddenly asked: "Have you found out the origin of this video?"
Originally, there was no need for Mr. Offee to worry about something like this to please the public... The national security department would naturally not pay attention to such a trivial matter.
It's just that Mr. Aoife urgently needed something to divert his attention at this time, so he asked directly.
"Oh, he is the son of the owner of a processing factory, and he was also one of the hostages taken on the day of the theater hijacking." The secretary said sternly: "Didn't the sir ask us to thoroughly investigate everyone on that day? This video information was also included in the process.
Found... Also, the man who was shot in this video is a wealthy businessman named Besson."
Mr. Aoife frowned. He keenly felt something was wrong, which was quite weird. However, he couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he asked directly: "What do you think?"
The secretary sorted out his thoughts and said: "Standing back to life, flying into the sky, etc., are usually scenes from science fiction novels. This guy took such a video, probably because he wanted to post it on the website to promote it...
However, if it is just to make money, it stands to reason that with Besson’s wealth, there is no need to do such a thing. Besson is not short of fame and wealth.”
"Well, that's the weird part." Mr. Aoife nodded. This was exactly what he felt was unreasonable. He suddenly looked at his secretary, "Isn't this matter that simple?"
The secretary nodded, "According to the information obtained by the investigators sent out. From that day on, Mr. Besson has attracted many people and held some mysterious rituals in his private villa. And in recent days,
Oh my god, the number of people joining it is gradually increasing, and they are all wealthy businessmen and celebrities."
With that said, the secretary showed Mr. Ao Fei another set of photos on his mobile phone: "Sir, these were secretly taken by our people."
In the photo, almost all the people are wearing strange black robes and seem to be performing some kind of ritual. Among these people, there is this man wearing a carnival mask who looks out of place.
"This...is the 'Messenger of God' in the video?" Mr. Ao Fei frowned.
The secretary nodded and said, "Based on their body shape, they should be the same person."
Mr. Aoife remained silent for a while and then asked: "What do you think?"
The secretary said: "Based on the clues we have so far, I suspect that this may be an emerging religious organization... Of course, for now, this organization has not done anything illegal."
Mr. Ao Fei said solemnly: "Since all of them are wealthy businessmen, this religious organization may be suspected of illegally amassing money... Well, you should say hello to the local police station and ask them to follow up."
If this religious organization is simply defrauding money, it is not the Ministry of National Security's turn to handle this matter. This is just something that the Ministry of Security inadvertently dug up during the investigation of the hostage case, and casually made it more familiar to another citizen.
It can be dealt with by the violent agencies.
During the conversation, the experts in the conference room came out one after another.
Mr. Aoife looked at the dejected looks of these medical authorities. He already had the worst guess in his mind, and his face naturally didn't look any better.
"Mr. Ao Fei, I'm sorry, we may not be able to come up with a feasible and effective treatment plan in a short period of time." The attending doctor said helplessly: "In fact, this is the first time we have encountered this kind of case, and we can't find any treatment plan that can be effective."
Reference information..."
At this time, Mr. Ao Fei waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "I won't listen to this, just tell me, what are you going to do now?"
The experts looked at each other, but in the end the guy who was the attending doctor had to bite the bullet and said: "I think we can maintain the patient's life consumption to the maximum extent. After all the test results come out, we may be able to find some clues.
.In addition, there are many outstanding brain experts abroad, and we will also try to contact them... Please rest assured that we will do our best to treat the patient."
"Okay." Mr. Aoife nodded, "At least I haven't heard the worst things... you can go and do your work."
After shooing away these experts, Mr. Aoife suddenly fell silent. He frowned, as if he was making a difficult decision. In the end, Mr. Aoife gritted his teeth, looked at his secretary and said, "You give it to me.
Type an application and send it to the Presidential Palace, I want to take a long vacation."
After making this decision, for some reason, Mr. Offee suddenly felt as if he had stopped for a moment, as if he had suddenly stopped in the midst of a long, endless marathon.
After that, Mr. Offee planned to stay in the hospital permanently, but what he didn't expect was that in the evening, several guests from the research institute came.
The leader was the dean of a scientific research institute that he was familiar with, and the others were senior national talents from several existing scientific research institutes.
"Aoife, how is Frankie's condition?" The dean asked with concern about Dr. Frankie's condition.
"Not too optimistic." Mr. Offee said honestly.
"This..." The dean was hesitant at this time. Looking at the few old scholars who accompanied him, he felt hesitant to speak.
Mr. Aoife frowned, "Come here, what else do you want?"
The dean gritted his teeth at this time and said seriously: "If I say this, maybe you will feel unhappy. But...but we need Frankie very much. I don't know what happened to him, but one thing is OK
For sure! The things he wrote for us can make our aerospace technology make unprecedented breakthroughs... It even made me see the possibility of catching up with big countries!"
"Yes! It's incredible!" An old scientist who accompanied him said excitedly at this time: "Frankie has actually completed a difficulty that may require the efforts of an entire generation to overcome! He is the greatest genius in our country!"
"So, what do you mean?" Mr. Offee suddenly felt disgusted. It was precisely because of this spirit of dedication to science that he had already suffered the pain of family destruction. "Are you planning to drag my father back?
Take a patient like this, who is lying on a hospital bed with no guarantee of survival, to a place with high-intensity work? For what you call a major breakthrough?"
"That's not what we meant!"
At this time, the dean quickly calmed down Mr. Aoife's slightly excited mood, but said seriously: "We are also concerned about Frankie's health, and we are not as relaxed as you. Aoife, please understand, we need him very much...
So, when Frankie can recover, I hope you can stop stopping Frankie and let him come back, we need him!"
As he spoke, the dean and several old men around him began to plead with Mr. Aoife.
"Don't bother me!"
Mr. Aoife directly drove the dean and others away, and then slammed the door of the ward.
Not long after, the sound of footsteps was heard outside the door. It was the footsteps of the dean and others leaving.
Mr. Offee took a deep breath, then walked to the glass window and looked at Dr. French in the intensive care room, whose body was covered with various equipment connectors.
He stretched out his hand, followed the glass window, touched the father who he couldn't touch at all, and said with a bitter smile: "I know, they need you, there is no lie. That kind of shining eyes... you and Maggie have had it,
I know……"
Mr. Aoife closed his eyes and murmured: "I know."
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"It's time to eat, Haley."
Boston knocked on the door, and then sent the lunch box in through a small open window under the door. This room was specially built and was usually used to lock up those disobedient guys. Of course, at certain times,
It will only be used to imprison 'hostages'.
Of course, since meeting Boss Arnold, Boston and his gang have not done such low-profit and time-consuming work as kidnapping and extortion for a long time.
"When can I go out? Didn't I say I had to change back today?" Haili made an anxious voice in the room.
Boston just laughed twice, without even answering, and closed the window under the door. Just as he turned around, he heard the sound of something being thrown from inside. Boston sneered and ignored it.
"You watch here, I'll go out for a while."
Boston walked up to a guy who was taking drugs, raised his leg and raised the guy, frowned and said: "Take less!"
The boy made an OK gesture, but shook his head. Boston frowned and simply ignored it. He left the place, but locked it up before going out. He even hung a sign on the door.
A string of chains.
When Boss Arnold was here, he was very strict and asked to be careful in everything. But sometimes Boston felt that this seemed too timid. Of course, he was timid, but since he followed Boss Arnold
In the beginning, his gang was indeed getting richer day by day.
So here’s the question: I’m making more and more money, but I can’t spend it or have fun. What’s the difference between this and being a salted fish who hasn’t mixed up?
So after leaving the person behind, Boston naturally planned to go out and have a good time.
"Hello? Boss Arnold? Oh...it's nothing, I just want to report to you about Haili...It's nothing, it's just that he's not in a good mood...Don't worry, I've been watching people, and I won't go away.
.rest assured!"
While calling Boss Arnold, Boston quietly walked down the stairs.
In the darkness, a figure walked out of the darkness after witnessing Boston's departure, and then slowly climbed up the stairs along the place where he came out, and finally came to the chained gate of the private house.
The guy who quietly came to the door was wearing a dark brown hood. When he opened it, his head was revealed to be covered with bandages. His eyes were filled with frightening bloodshot eyes. He was... 403.
403 put his ear to the door and listened quietly for a while before a series of tools for unlocking came out. His skills were not superb, and it took him some time to open the chain and lock on the door.
403 opened it gently, and heard the music coming from inside the room. Inside, a drug-addicted guy was lying on the sofa, with a weird smile on his face, like a drunken man, delirious.
403 quietly walked up to this guy, glanced at some uneaten meatballs on the table, picked them up with one hand, and stuffed them directly into this guy's mouth.
The guy who took drugs became even more high. He couldn't find anything at all, and he didn't know where he was. He was completely trapped in a psychedelic spiritual world.
403 turned off the messy music in the room, then came to the door of the room where Hailey was imprisoned, and knocked slightly hard a few times.
After that, 403 sent an envelope directly into the room through the small window under the door.
At this time, Haili heard the noise in the room. He was sitting in the corner looking at the debris scattered all over the floor. He suddenly got up and noticed the music that suddenly stopped.
"Who?" Hailey had an intuition that something was happening outside.
At this time, after he saw the envelope delivered from under the door, he quickly asked, "Who? Who is outside?"
But Hailey didn't get any response. Hailey frowned and picked up the envelope from the floor, which contained several photos.
One picture shows a woman and a man eating in a restaurant. The woman even holds a strawberry on a fork and brings it to the man. The two parties are talking and laughing.
One picture shows a woman and a man walking slowly among the trees.
There is also a picture of a man holding two ice cream sticks in his hands and walking towards the woman.
The woman is Caroline.
The man...is not Hailey.
"Who! Who is outside! What does this mean!!! Who!! Who is outside!!" Hailey suddenly seemed to have been touched by a certain string.
He suddenly fell to the ground and looked outside through the small window under the door. However, he only had time to see a pair of leaving feet closing the outside door.
