Life Copy Game

Chapter 1163 An old friend’s phone call (two updates, please give me monthly votes)

FBI Building·Underground Parking Lot

Listening to the fierce gunfire looming in the air, Wicken stood at the elevator door and fanned his nose at the dust and musty smell that hit his face.

He glanced at the dark and empty underground parking lot, and his eyes fell on the red-haired man holding a flashlight in front of him, "Why don't you just take me to the first floor? Those security forces are on the first floor now, right?"

"If you think your stupid security forces can defeat the city defense army and the security system in the building, I can also take you to the first floor,"

The red-haired man smiled and shrugged.

"But you have to give me the account number and password of your bearer account in advance. There must be at least tens of millions of federal dollars in deposits. Don't tell me that you don't have it. I have to earn something after all my hard work. "I can't ask a dead person for money."

Hearing this, Wicken was silent for a moment, then he raised his head, looked at the dark surroundings, and whispered, "I will give you the money you want, but I want to know why you brought me here? "

"Of course I brought you here for a reason,"

The red-haired man shook his head and took out a folded gas mask from his arms.

"Soot bypassed our surveillance and showed up directly outside my building,"

Wickan looked at the red-haired man, "Is there any other way out of the FBI building?"

The red-haired man did not speak, but unfolded the gas mask in his hand and handed it to Wiccan, "Take it with you."

Wiccan lowered his head and glanced at the gas mask in his hand. This gas mask was electronically locked, and the ears and eyes were sealed.

After putting it on, you should neither be able to see nor hear anything. The gas mask itself will also cover up the smell, so you won't be able to smell anything.

"You want to cover this path? Not let me see anything?"

Weiken looked at the red-haired man, "Since you have betrayed Sauter, you still want to help him cover the passage?"

"What you said is wrong,"

The red-haired man shrugged, "I'm just making extra money. In a fierce conflict, isn't it normal for the FBI to lose someone? Moreover, this is not Sauter's 'passage'. There are some things that the fewer people know about them. , the more valuable it is, isn’t it?”

Weiken glanced at him and smiled pointedly, "In a fierce struggle, the person who both sides want to take sides and neither wants to offend often dies the fastest."

The red-haired man raised his eyebrows. After a brief pause, he smiled slowly and said, "If you don't want to wear this mask, I think there should be someone above who is willing to wear it."

Rembert, the head of West Steel, is still locked up.

"Hahaha, of course I wear it, of course I wear it,"

Wiccan touched the gas mask, but did not put it on immediately. Instead, he looked at the red-haired man with a smile, "Actually, I'm quite curious. Since you chose to follow Sauter in this situation, you must be a determined person." Why are you thinking of betraying him again? "

"I do these things just to make a little money and live. Where can I talk about loyalty and betrayal?"

The red-haired man shook his head. He looked at Wiccan, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it and smiled,

"Also, my Mr. Wicken, you have been the CEO of a consortium for so many years and have caused so many families to be ruined. Don't you understand the principle that wealth can be found in danger?"

His eyes fell on Wiken's cheek and he smiled, "If I hadn't followed Sauter, how could I have met you here and earned this extra money?"

"It's interesting,"

Weiken raised his brows slightly and said with a smile, "But it seems you have some misunderstandings about me and Note Intelligence."

"There's no misunderstanding,"

The red-haired man held a cigarette in his mouth and sneered,

"Except for some lords in the city center, everyone in Mingte City wants you dead. They want to skin you and cramp you, eat your flesh, and drink your blood. Do you think you are some kind of big guy that everyone loves?" A star?

"I saved you purely for the sake of the federal currency. You have to say how much I like you. At our age, it's better to stop daydreaming."

Wicken listened quietly to the red-haired man's words. He was smiling, and there was no emotion or anger on his face. After a brief pause, he smiled and said, "It seems that I am indeed not very popular."

"As long as the federal currency is popular,"

The red-haired man took off the cigarette butt from his mouth and looked at Wicken, "Whether you want to leave or not, the fighting outside won't last long. If you don't leave, let's hurry up and give others the chance."

"certainly."

Wiccan raised his hand and put on his gas mask.

He didn't ask how he gave the 'opportunity' to others. After all, he had already talked so much with the red-haired man, and it might be a bit difficult to return to the solitary room 'intact'.

As he put on the gas mask, the elastic opening behind the mask automatically tightened, and everything in his field of vision fell into quiet darkness.

Beside him, the red-haired man raised his hand and controlled the bracelet.

A spider-like balancing car robot equipped with eight wheeled mechanical limbs, about 20 centimeters tall, carrying a dark 'platform' on its back, drove out of the darkness.

No matter how this balance car goes uphill or downhill, the platform it carries remains horizontally stable.

"Pick up your feet and stand up."

The red-haired man stopped the balance car in front of Weiken and said quickly.

Weiken tentatively raised his feet and stood on the platform.

Then he felt his body turn and move back.

Behind them, there was only the open elevator.

Cunning FBI guy.

Obviously, the other party brought him to the underground parking lot just to mislead him. The entrance to this passage was in the underground parking lot.

Immediately afterwards, he felt the excess weight of the elevator going up.

Then they seemed to find another elevator and started going down.

After switching like this several times, in the silence, he finally felt that his body was being carried forward by the 'object' under his feet.

And he was already a little dizzy.

I don't know if the distance is too far, but the gunshots filling the air seem to have gradually stopped.

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City Defense Force Command Center·Communication Center

"Haven't we contacted you yet?"

The gray-haired young man looked at Sia, who was connecting a small black box to the communication system beside him, and asked in a low voice.

"Getting no response,"

Shia shook her head.

"The city defense army has such powerful equipment,"

The gray-haired young man scratched his head, "They are dozens or hundreds of kilometers away, and they should have received the news."

"The northwest of Mingte City is full of mountains, and the signal is not that easy to transmit. Maybe they received the message, but now they are deep in the wilderness, the signal is affected, and there is no way to reply to us."

Shia thought.

"Then what should we do?"

The gray-haired young man said with some confusion.

"Try again later,"

Sia sighed, "We agreed before that every Sunday at three o'clock in the afternoon, they will try to place the transceiver in a location with good signal to facilitate contact with us. Today falls on Sunday."

The communication center became somewhat quiet.

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Buzz——

As soon as he entered the elevator of the command center, He Ao felt his bracelet vibrate.

He glanced at the bracelet and answered the phone.

"Mr. Sauter, as you said, the city defense army sent troops to deal with the security forces of the two major consortiums,"

Hull's appearance appeared on the bracelet projection. He looked at He Ao and said quickly, "Some security forces have entered the building and tried to break into the building."

Then he felt a little weird and continued, "But the building's security system automatically activated and eliminated most of the enemies."

"I set this up,"

He Ao said casually, "The building's security system is on alert at all times."

The FBI's master artificial intelligence has long been taken over by Eve.

"OK"

Hearing this, Hull nodded slightly, "Now the remaining security forces of the two major consortiums have all surrendered, and we are working with the city defense forces to clear the battlefield."

Then he looked at He Ao, hesitated for a moment, and said slowly, "One more thing, Wiccan is missing."

"Um?"

He Ao raised his eyebrows lightly.

"The security forces of the two major consortiums broke in before, so we all went down below to be on guard,"

Hull looked a little embarrassed, "When we came back, the door to Wiccan's confinement room was opened, and the camera in the confinement room was also destroyed. Nothing was captured. We could only see that the door seemed to be opened from the outside. ”

"Is Rembert still there?"

He Ao asked casually.

"Rembert is still here."

Hull nodded quickly, then he opened his mouth slightly, but stopped talking.

"Who else is not here?"

He Ao asked slowly.

"Borric is gone,"

Hull was silent for a moment and said with some difficulty, "He went down with us and was responsible for guarding an area alone. When we returned, we didn't see anyone else."

He paused and continued, "We blocked the building immediately, but we searched the entire building and couldn't find them. The elevator to the underground parking lot was not blocked..."

"Do you think Borrick might have taken Wiccan and escaped through the passage of the underground parking lot?"

He Ao asked casually.

"You showed Borrick the way before and let him enter and exit through the underground passage,"

Hull was a little silent, "You and we are the only ones who know that passage, and everyone else is here now."

"Don't jump to conclusions until everything comes to light."

He Ao said calmly, "We'll talk about it when I get back."

"OK."

Hale nodded.

He Ao raised his hand and hung up the phone.

He glanced at the elevator buttons, swiped his card, and pressed the button for the first floor.

Then he looked at the bracelet on his hand. After a brief silence, he opened the cloud address book, selected a phone number, and dialed it.

Accompanied by a crisp busy tone, and after a brief pause, the call was connected.

"This is the FBI in Limen City. Who are you?"

A calm middle-aged man's voice came from the phone.

The other party only connected to the voice call.

"Thorin, it's me."

He Ao spoke slowly.

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and then the steady voice raised its pitch slightly and shouted with a slight gaffe, "Captain?"

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