Chapter 680 Gatling chugs and doesn't want to turn off his appetite
After waiting for a few seconds, Ma Wen saw that Sunday didn't answer, so he asked doubtfully, "Speak, why don't you speak?"
"Sorry, Mr. Berg, you are an unauthorized user and have no right to get any authorized user information from me."
"Fk", Marvin couldn't help but cursed, "I am the person who will be William Devon Hill's housekeeper, how can I be an unauthorized user?"
"Okay, Marvin, is there any use in being angry with Sunday? He only listens to William."
After giving Marvin a blank look, Church read the information about the White Phantom private jet and saw that the aircraft had only been delivered less than a month ago, and that both the captain and the first officer were hired on a part-time basis.
He rolled his eyes and asked, "Can you help Marvin and I get the captain's certificate for this plane? We just want to use this plane to fly to Paris."
On Sunday, he paused for a few seconds and said, "Understood, the documents are expected to be delivered in three and a half hours."
"Hehe", Marvin said with a gloating smile, "if White Ghost knew that the plane was stolen by us, he would go crazy."
Church narrowed his eyes and mumbled, "Let's find a place to sleep and wait for the white ghost to send the plane to our door."
"Wait a minute, Frank," Marvin said worriedly, pulling him to the church as he was about to leave, "If the White Ghost also uses Sunday to look for us, wouldn't it be just as easy for him to get my whereabouts?"
As soon as the church thought about it, he immediately asked, "Sunday?"
"In non-mission situations, I only provide minimum services to the authorized person, and Mr. Devonshire specifically asked to hide your whereabouts."
"Ha, I like this one, haha." Marvin winked at the church and said, "Man, you said that if you steal the White Ghost plane,
If you send him a video of us eating and drinking on his plane, will he be so angry that he wants to use Gatlin to tease us?"
"Probably, but you still have to find us."
Patting Marvin on the shoulder, the two returned to the beach villa they had booked, finished the seafood dinner, then fell asleep, waiting for the arrival of the white ghost.
Five hours later, Church woke up and heard the voice of Sunday in his ears, "Remind you, Mr. Church, you are now under surveillance.
Four hours ago, a surveillance team of three people was monitoring this place in a medium-sized van 51 meters away from the villa."
"Thank you", the church immediately slapped Marvin awake.
It is not difficult for the church and Marvin to find out how to get rid of someone who is watching them, or even to take advantage of them.
Two hours later, White Ghost arrived at the beach. He walked into the surveillance vehicle and wanted to understand the layout of the villa first.
Cheng Haiyao's cell phone suddenly rang. The more he listened, the more he frowned. After ten seconds, he looked at Bai Ghost with an incredulous expression and said,
"The call came from the Logistics Management Office of Kelade Airport, reminding me to verify the bill."
"What?"
Cheng Haiyao stammered, "Our new plane was filled with fuel and flew away ten minutes ago."
White Ghost turned back to look at the surveillance screen, and saw that the screen jumped. The three people in the church who were previously shown to be sleeping were gone.
"Damn", without thinking, Bai Ghost knew that the person Cheng Haiyao had found had been tricked by the church.
He kicked the car door, jumped out, returned to his car, took out his cell phone and said to Sunday, "Sunday, help me call up the surveillance footage inside the private jet."
"OK".
Soon, Church and Sara appeared on the phone, talking and laughing while drinking champagne.
And it was Marvin who was flying the plane in the cockpit.
"Wait a minute," before he could curse, Bai Ghost saw the church's mobile phone placed on the armrest of the sofa.
"Fk, Sunday, why does this bastard have the same phone as me?"
"Mr. Moses applied to Mr. Devonshire for help and received temporary support from me."
"Frank Moses, you bastard actually knows my boss," White Ghost gritted his teeth and growled at Sunday in a low voice, "So you were also involved in stealing my plane?"
"Sorry, to be precise, I just helped Mr. Marvin Berg make a captain's certificate that can be checked officially."
White Ghost suppressed his anger and said to Cheng Haiyao who was driving, "I need a big guy, a guy so powerful that he can tear Frank Moses into pieces."
"But" Cheng Haiyao hesitated for a moment before saying, "when it comes to the boss, do you really want to kill Frank Moses?"
"Get me a weapon first." After thinking about it for a while, White Ghost finally said without any hesitation that William would be angry or not.
In this way, the two groups rushed to Paris one after another.
....
It took two days of design and drawing at the London National Laboratory, and the first draft of the electric balance was finally drawn.
The seven engineers watched with envy, jealousy and helplessness as William used smart glasses to scan the drawings into virtual imaging.
It's not like they haven't contacted William in the past two days and want to apply for using virtual imaging technology to draw pictures.
But William would not agree to such a request. He was so entangled that he had no choice but to agree to the proposal of technical director Louis, at the Aston Martin headquarters.
Only by setting up an independent laboratory that could only be used for drawing and virtually testing vehicle performance did the engineers under his command shut their mouths.
After spending about ten minutes and optimizing the drawings on Sunday, the components of the first-generation balancing car were
Production begins in Aston Martin's own machine shop.
Six hours later, at 4 p.m., a car drove outside the independent experimental building rented by William, and several small boxes passed the security check.
William followed the engineers to the first floor of the experimental building and watched with interest as the first balancing car was assembled by hand bit by bit.
After watching for half an hour, I heard the Sunday News report, "Sir, Miss Serena has caught an intelligence dealer named Poison Frog.
But this guy is the most stubborn, and I tried many methods to no avail.
And Miss Serena specifically asked me to tell you that she doesn’t want to use the blood of poisonous frogs to find the key you need if it’s not necessary.”
"Well, that's why, you don't have to bite him directly, just a few drops of blood."
Before Sunday could answer, William heard Serena's pleading voice in his ears,
"William, I don't want to lose my appetite whenever I eat in the future."
Is this? William walked out of the testing room on the first floor in confusion, went to the lounge on the third floor, closed the door,
"Send the scene from the Poison Frog's house".
Putting on the smart glasses, the virtual image that appeared in front of William soon overlapped with what Serena saw in Paris.
Looking at the poisonous frog who was tied to a chair and beaten with a bruised nose and face, William smiled and curled his lips.
With the way this guy looks now, no wonder Serena doesn't want to touch his blood.
Close your eyes, your thoughts sink into your mind, searching for images in your memory.
After a moment, William found the memory he wanted. He opened his eyes, looked around through the virtual imaging, and saw a long table.
Say to Serena, "Open the drawer of that desk."
"OK".
The smart glasses Serena was wearing were synchronized with the picture William was watching. She walked to the long table naturally and opened the drawer.
I saw a leather key bag, and then I heard William saying to open it.
Seeing the poisonous frog's horrified eyes, Serena took out a special key for the safe from her key bag.
He held up the key and said with a smile, "This is it, right?"