Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

"David Lawrence ..."

The name was almost squeezed out of the teeth, and the gray cloak stared at the old man sitting at the conference table, saying word by word.

"... you really made us find it."

Hearing the sound from the first person at the conference table, the old man sitting in the seat raised his head gently and cast the muddy pupils into the gray cloak sitting there.

"Your safe house is perfect, and hiding here to discuss issues really does not need to worry about being disturbed."

Hearing this, the gray cloak's complexion quickly dimmed, and lowered his voice dangerously.

"But you still found it."

A commotion spread around the conference table. Several people sitting next to the old man unconsciously moved their chairs in the opposite direction to him, trying to increase their sense of security through this insignificant distance.

Not paying attention to the small movements of these people, looking at the gray cloak sitting at the top of the conference table, the old man's face evoked a faint smile and said softly.

"Of course, I am an exception after all."

Staring at the old man's eyes violently, the gray cloak tried to see a flaw in his face, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't read any trace of useful information.

Gradually, he couldn't hold his breath, he broke the silence between the two with a tentative tone.

"I heard you are dead."

"Have you seen Holmes?"

"It's really retro taste."

"Because the other I am such a persevering classicist," the old man sitting at the table continued to gossip as if he was narrating a past. "Adventure spirit, dare to move up and down the future Note, but when the change comes, we are hesitant ... so that in the end, we still failed. But like Professor Moriarty in Sherlock Holmes, the villains may lose, but they wo n’t scribble. 'S exit. "

Noting the gray cape's dreadful look, the old man's face suddenly showed a faint expression.

As if remembering something, he laughed cunningly and continued slowly.

"Oh, by the way, do you say that I am not dead? Strictly speaking, in fact, I don't have the concept of biological death. For me, the meaning of existence is to be able to continue to process information ... Of course. If you are asking about the man named David Lawrence, he did end his life, although he should have done it already. "

Hearing this sentence, the gray cloak finally figured out what kind of existence this guy was in front of him, and finally figured out who the dead David Lawrence was.

There was a slight chill in my heart.

He is not afraid of the strength of his opponent, but an undead opponent really makes it difficult to mention the courage to confront it.

Especially if you are in the other party's field at the moment ...

Thinking of this, the gray cloak could not help but feel a hint of retreat. At the same time, he also noticed that not only did he come up with such an idea, but other senior executives of the Foundation sitting here also burst out of the restless posture. They revealed similar ideas.

"... So? How did you find here?"

The old man smiled faintly as he looked at his gray cloak with a dreaded gaze, and said with a light tone.

"It's easy for me. Think about it. Most of you are accounts inherited from the last senior executive of the foundation, and after that, have you ever seen each other in reality? "

The atmosphere in the conference room instantly dropped to the freezing point.

The pupil of the gray cloak instantly shrank, and the line of sight in the shadow quickly moved, and began to glance between the familiar faces in the seat. The other people sitting in the banquet also wrote surprise and incredible expressions on their faces because of the old man's words, and began to cast their suspicion on others sitting beside them.

Seeing everyone's interesting reaction, the old man smiled and continued to speak.

"Don't look for it, when I was created, you were not even born. And since then, another me ... that is, Mr. David Lawrence noticed you. Think again, why alpha The virus will be sold to you in such a coincidence? Who has always provided you with information security asylum? Do you really think that the Pan-Asian Cooperation and Security Bureau has insufficient capabilities? Then you are too worthy of yourself. "

Hearing this, a drop of cold sweat slipped across the gray cloak's forehead.

Suddenly, there was an illusion in his mind that they thought they were hiding in the shadows. They were actually just puppets under someone's palm. From the beginning, their every move had not escaped the control of that hand .

No, maybe it's not an illusion.

At the same time, at the same time, there was a more frightening possibility in his mind ...

As if guessing his mind, the old man nodded gently with a smile.

"Maybe you already guessed it."

"... Yes, even the conference room itself was provided by you."

The meeting room fell silent.

The faces in front of the conference table lost their blood. Several people even went offline immediately, disconnecting the link to this conference room, trying to escape something this way.

Even if they knew in their hearts, it did n’t make sense ...

Perhaps they didn't know each other's identity in reality, but the old man who claimed to be David Lawrence sitting here was very clear and even better than themselves, their own details.

The shoulder of the gray cloak sitting at the top of the conference table slightly loosened.

He confirmed the speculation in his heart from the old man's mouth, but relaxed.

"... Besides me, how many ai are there?"

The old man smiled faintly and asked rhetorically.

"I need another ID code?"

The gray cloak remained silent for a while, and continued.

"……What should I call you."

Looking at the foundation leader's attitude in front of him, he finally became cooperative. The old man nodded with a smile, leaving a meaningful sentence.

"Now there is only one David Lawrence. You can call me this."

"Then Mr. Lawrence, since you chose to expose your identity to stand here, you must not come to accompany us, the losers, and whisper those old things, right?" Squinting slightly, the gray cloak continued, "Say, Your intention. "

"It's frank to admit failure, it seems that you are not hopeless," looking at the gray cloak with a gloomy face, the old man continued with a light voice, "Don't be so excited, failure is not terrible, let alone lose to it Excellent opponent. "

"Don't go around, I am busy."

"Let's make a deal."

"Deal?" Gray Cloak narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to ask, "What deal? What do you want from us?"

"I don't want to get anything from you, I just want to give you another choice," paused, David Lawrence continued. "Obviously, the wheel of history has drove in front of you and I want to pull back The situation is already impossible. If so, why not make other plans? "

The gray cloak frowned: "What do you mean."

"I mean very simple, we can start a new world," Lawrence continued with a serious tone, looking at the gray cloak with an incredible expression on his face. You are a promised land. "