Meiman Killer Daily

54

"Excuse me, is this..."

"Mr. Peter?!"

Entering the research center Jason was talking about, he was about to make a question at the front desk in the lobby. Behind him, a man in his fifties from the Mediterranean Sea was uncertain about the question. Peter nodded and asked.

"Who are you?"

"Myers, I am Jason's primary doctor. You can just call me Dr. Myers."

He stretched out his hand to shake Peter's hand and introduced himself with a gesture of invitation. Peter followed Dr. Miles and continued to ask.

"What happened to him?"

"I don't know either, but just earlier yesterday, Jason suddenly appeared in front of me. An electronic heart was pressed on his chest. The original heart was taken out. The enemy then called and said

This is a twenty-four-hour death game. If Jason wants to know who is behind the scenes, he must keep running. If his heartbeat drops below 100, his heart will explode."

Dr. Miles explained. Peter's brows were twitching wildly. Jason's life was really good. God knows why this guy came to Miami. His daughter was in New York. It was so boring... He should be feeling distressed now.

"So exciting."

"Jason is just running and looking..."

"It's useless if he calls me here. I can't solve the heart problem."

In the past, not to mention a mechanical heart, even a robot Peter could easily handle it, but it is different now. He does not have the support of Ultron and the system, and his physical fitness is only that of an ordinary person. Regarding the mechanical heart, it is like

When I was listening to the Book of Heaven, I really didn’t know anything about this thing.

But after getting on the elevator, Dr. Miles told Peter the purpose of calling him.

"I can. I currently have a way to save Jason, but I must have some key props."

"Say it."

He was quite good at finding things. Dr. Miles raised his head and glanced at the surveillance camera, then lowered his head and replied to Peter.

"At the NASA Sports Research Center in Miami, there is a secretly planned research project. The item being studied is a drug similar to the transitional maintenance of body functions. I need that transitional drug to help me ensure that Jason's heart is dug out.

Physical activity will not stop during this time, giving me at least fifteen to twenty minutes to replace Jason with another heart."

This doctor is very problematic, but Peter didn't point it out. Jason's matter is still more important. He still needs to work hard to save this guy. But after listening to what Dr. Miles said, Peter was a little skeptical about life and didn't believe in modern times at all.

The technology has reached such an advanced stage.

“Has today’s high technology reached this point?!”

"Mr. Peter, organ transplantation has been perfected as early as the 1990s. In some places, there are even transplants that specially cultivate blood relatives for organ aging. Sometimes this world is so dark that we all...shudder."

The elevator door opened and the two of them walked out. Dr. Miles seemed to be explaining with emotion. Peter raised the corner of his mouth. Now he was 100% sure that there was definitely something wrong with Dr. Miles. This doctor was very similar to the people he had killed before.

Scientists, that group of people will also kill people with butcher knives and repent at the same time to persuade others that killing is wrong. They kill people just to allow human beings to evolve, sacrificing a small part to save a large part...

"Do you have a map? The exact location."

"It's all here."

"How long does it take?"

"There are eight hours left until the twenty-fourth hour."

"You can start preparing now."

After entering Dr. Myers' office, I got a map and other things. The other party was already prepared. It seemed that he was waiting for his tool man to come online. After speaking to him, he turned around and left. He went out to observe the structure in the corridor. If he guessed correctly,

, Dr. Myers must be related to Jason's matter. If the guess is more sinister, I am afraid that Dr. Myers is the one who dug out Jason's heart, but why would they look for themselves? The person who did these things should not be

Looking for someone more professional and reputable?

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The so-called NASA is actually a branch department, the research department of sports mechanics. There is almost no professional defense here. Ordinary soldiers and security guards. The rest are just scientists, researchers and students. Peter can easily enter it.

He got the so-called transitional potion without spending any energy and energy, but it was so easy that it made Peter suspect that this action might be a kind of transaction.

He hid one of the two bottles of medicine and took the other bottle towards the place Dr. Myers said. When he arrived at the place, he found Jason already running on a special treadmill and saw Peter raising his middle finger.

Venting his inner anger, Peter stepped forward and pretended to wipe his sweat, and handed a bottle of medicine to Dr. Miles.

"The security there seems to be very tight. It seems like something happened. I only got one bottle. Is it enough?"

"One bottle?!"

Dr. Miles frowned and took the medicine bottle, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he nodded quickly to answer.

"That's enough. You guys wait here for a while. I'm going to dilute the medicine now for final preparations."

"You're dying."

"I know."

Dr. Miles left, and Peter complained to Jason. Jason looked sadly sad. It seemed that he was aware of Dr. Miles's problem.

"Take care of my daughter for me."

Da da da…

Jason spoke again, and a series of bullets were fired from the outside. Peter decisively threw three grenades along the location of the gunfire, and then pulled Jason off the treadmill. The two quickly retreated from the opposite corner, but

Jason had reached the point where his physical strength was exhausted. He fell to the ground before walking a hundred meters away. Unable to get up, he looked at Peter and shouted again.

"Take care of...take care of my daughter!"

A black card was thrown at Peter. It was the identity card that Mark gave Jason. It was also a special kind of bank card. Peter didn't say anything and continued to throw out the grenade. He had brought a whole backpack of grenades, and he was surrounded by the whole road.

They all hid their weapons and equipment and wasted their time for two hours. I was not wasting my time.

Boom boom boom...

Precise counterattack Peter threw grenades as soon as there was gunfire. The enemy did not expect Peter to be so cruel. The brutal weapons and grenades were like time bombs. He hit where he wanted to suppress the enemy's attack. The counterattack began with the last full pack of grenades.

All the tabs were thrown to the opposite side one after another, and they rushed over while the smoke was rising.

Because of the absolute suppressive firepower, the explosive grenade impact interrupts the enemy's action state. In Peter's rhythm, he will shoot directly when he sees someone. There is no need to worry about or judge the problems of his teammates. Peter will completely solve them in four or five minutes.

In a separate garage on the other side of the building, Dr. Miles watched his men sacrifice one by one. The sweat on his forehead kept falling. A black figure walked out of the thick fog and looked at him through the glass.

, smile and wave your arms to yourself.