North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

"Are you a genetic warrior?"

"No."

"Are you purely human?"

"nonsense."

Dean answered Little Mike's questions while killing all creatures in sight.

With a little help from Mike.

He is quickly approaching the core area here.

The only thing that gave Dean a headache was that after seeing his inhuman combat power, little Mike seemed to be very interested in him. Not only did he transform into a Hundred Thousand Whys, he even invited himself to his house to see the little mice he raised.

Ha~

At a young age, I said such things to an uncle I just met.

Tui, those who do research are so perverted!

On his waist were more than a dozen long and short guns and seven or eight small pineapples.

Dean fought his way from Laboratory 1 to Laboratory 13.

period.

Dean even met the masked woman who was on the cruise ship and was in charge of the case.

He recognized the other person at a glance and rewarded her with an extra bullet.

Wait until you reach the core area mentioned by Little Mike.

All Dean had left were two small pistols.

In the communicator, Little Mac was still chattering.

Dean estimated that what he said today was probably more than he had said in his entire life. He could only tap on the communicator and reminded: "I'm about to enter the core area. It seems that this place is not under your control. Can you see what's going on inside?" ?”

"There are thirteen fully armed soldiers right at the door, waiting for you to open the electronic door. In addition, the person in charge here, Dr. Sean, and his most elite group of people are all here.

In addition, I would like to remind you of three additional things. "

"you say."

Little Mike gasped twice and said quite tiredly: "First, Dr. Sean has a box in his hand. There should be some very important things in it. If possible, I need the things in this box."

Dean shrugged: "This is what we agreed to do, of course it's no problem."

"Second, the self-destruction program of this base has been activated. In up to an hour, there will be an explosion here. By then, the entire island will collapse, burying everything that cannot see the light in the research base."

Dean frowned: "Why didn't you tell me this before?"

No wonder he always felt that the closer he got to the island, the more uneasy he became. Now it seemed that it was for this reason. As for why there was no danger perception, it was probably because there was still some time before the explosion.

But with such a large-scale explosion, by the time someone feels something, it will probably be too late to run away.

so close!

Faced with Dean’s unhappy questioning, Little Mike said matter-of-factly:

“We only have a temporary partnership.

I offer help and you bring out what I need.

I originally wanted to wait until you left to see if you would break the contract, and then consider whether to tell you about it.

But it's different now.

I'm very interested in your body.

Zero, I don’t want you to die before I get your body tissue! "

Dean: ".."

How can you directly say that you want to study other people's bodies in front of others?

This is a very small Mike, so honest that you will be speechless.

"What's one more thing?"

Dean still needs the help of Little Mac, and he can only lose his airway.

“There are many people guarding the entrance to the base carrying heavy weapons.

The leader is called Amon.

He is the director of the FBI and seems to have an additional identity, with a very high level of confidentiality.

Time is too short.

I couldn't decipher any more information.

But if you get caught by them, it won't end well.

Zero, you still have a way to survive now.

Dr. Sean, who was behind the electronic gate, never left, but was ready to leave.

He most likely has another escape route.

After many calculations, this is your only chance to survive the threat of siege and self-destruction device.

Of course, if you are willing to come to my place after escaping and cooperate with me in doing some small experiments, I can give you a second escape channel. If the torture fails later or the assault fails, you may want to consider it. "

Torture failed?

Dean glanced at his torture skill, which had already reached L3, and smiled disdainfully.

But if what little Mike said is true.

The situation behind the door is really difficult to deal with.

The passage he is standing in is long and deep. Once the electronic door is opened, the torrent of bullets inside will cover him, leaving him with no place to hide.

Dean originally planned to throw the seven or eight grenades in his hand directly into the electronic gate the moment it opened, wiping out the group of people, and then use the subspace to dig the ground to escape from the underground and possibly be surrounded outside the base.

But it's definitely not appropriate now.

Because it would be difficult for him to dig outside the island in an hour.

but.

He has another way to solve this problem.

Dean raised his hand and fired two shots to blow up the surveillance camera in the passage, dragged a body and threw it outside the passage. Then he came to the electronic door and prepared to open the heavy electronic door in the simplest way.

Behind the electronic door.

Dr. Sean and a group of researchers and guards who looked like frightened birds looked at the surveillance screen that turned into darkness. They looked at each other and could see the uneasiness on each other's faces.

An old researcher choked up his saliva and whispered: "That monster shouldn't be able to open this door!"

"FK, how could there be such a terrifying monster in reality!" Another old man with white hair and eyes also said tremblingly: "The terrifying shooting skills, the terrifying body, the terrifying fighting skills, the IQ depends on it. It's also very perfect. The experimental bodies we have studied for decades are just bullshit compared to the other side!"

"Yes, looking at the surveillance, I thought I was watching a science fiction movie!"

A group of people were talking among themselves to distract themselves from the fear of the monster outside the door.

"Shut up, everyone!"

Dr. Sean turned around and glared fiercely at the senior researchers buzzing behind him.

He had great prestige in the hearts of this group of people, which made them shut up.

Dr. Sean told everyone to shut up, but he was sweating profusely and looking at his LCD watch from time to time.

There is a percentage data that keeps jumping.

This is the progress of system backup transfer.

Dr. Sean would not dare to evacuate until this was completed.

He wiped away the sweat caused by fear, and kept adjusting himself in his mind:

Soon!

You can leave now!

He took several deep breaths and finally suppressed the fear in his heart.

When the buffer reaches 50%, the base's self-destruction program has been started and cannot be stopped.

Calculated according to time, in at most an hour, the island base will disappear and be buried in the flames.

By the time.

These intruders must all die!

But the group of people behind him, including the guards at the front, did not have such a good psychological quality.

Through outside surveillance, they witnessed an inhuman monster with their own eyes, killing all life in sight in each laboratory, and finally came here with a clear purpose.

That monster just wants to kill everyone here!

Inhuman marksmanship, inhuman force.

It brought great psychological pressure to everyone.

Even though these guards were armed to the teeth and had geographical advantages, they still did not feel the slightest sense of security.

They even doubted whether the weapons in their hands could cause harm to the pervert who could easily slaughter a group of experimental subjects.

There were surveillance cameras watching before, and the heavy electronic door was closed, so there was still a sense of security.

Now his eyes are dark.

They were very worried that the monster outside the door would suddenly rush out from some corner, and then be slaughtered like a dead dog like the researchers who were slaughtered.

This fear of the unknown spreads in their hearts as time passes.

They were now like a group of death row prisoners waiting to be sentenced, with a guillotine hanging above their heads. They were almost scared to death before the guillotine fell.

Some guards whose psychological quality was not up to standard even started to tremble with their arms holding guns, and their heads would move to the left and right from time to time, or they would look overhead.

When Dr. Sean saw this, he knew he couldn't continue like this.

Otherwise, everyone would have collapsed under the pressure before the monster outside the door came in.

Especially these guards.

They are not monsters coming out of the laboratory. While they have normal people's IQs, they also have normal people's fears and various flaws. If anyone breaks down and gets a little stimulation, they will shoot and kill indiscriminately.

Think of that scene.

Dr. Sean quickly suppressed the same irritability and fear in his heart, and encouraged everyone: "Don't worry, the emergency room and the main computer room behind have independent control systems and power supplies, and we can be there in ten minutes at most." Evacuated, so..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

Accompanied by a loud bang outside.

Bang bang bang~

In the safe room, the bright lights quickly went out.

The electronic door, which was originally tightly closed, slowly opened with a clicking sound due to the sudden power outage.

"FK!"

Dr. Sean cursed angrily and without any hesitation, he held the box in his arms and pounced backwards. Then he transformed into a bereaved dog and crawled towards the back using his hands and feet.

Facts have proved that his response was correct.

Almost as soon as the lights went out, the guards, who had already tensed their nerves to the limit, were so frightened that they immediately pulled the trigger. Some even suspected that the monster outside the door had sneaked into the room, and even shot randomly behind them. , not caring that there is a group of unarmed senior researchers behind them.

All of a sudden.

Roars and screams surrounded this safe room.

When Dean walked into the dark safe room carrying a corpse and saw the bloody corpses on the ground, he was speechless.

I haven't done anything yet.

These guys just lay down.

Are you so scary?

Dean has an ability similar to night vision and is not affected by pitch-dark environments.

He dropped the body that he was using as a shield and casually shot off the heads of a few guards hiding in the dark corner. Then, with a faint fluorescent light in his eyes, he looked at the group of little old men on the ground who were not quite dead yet.

He kicked over a man in a white coat who was pouting and trembling: "Are you Dr. Sean?"

"NO, I'm not, don't kill me, I will"

The old man in the white coat put his head on the ground, not even daring to look at Dean, and shook his head wildly.

Bang~

One shot blasted the old guy's head off.

Dean kicked another middle-aged man in a white coat who was holding a small box in his hand and groaning on the ground, holding his stomach: "Dr. Sean?"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Bang~

Dean continued to blow the opponent's head, and after putting the opponent's box into the subspace, he glanced at the old man inside, holding a bigger box, and secretly trying to touch the door behind him, a smile flashed in his eyes.

He didn't reveal it and continued looking for his next victim.

The innermost part of the secret room.

Every time a gunshot rang out, Dr. Sean's body couldn't help but tremble.

With his sweaty palms, he kept stroking the wall behind him, hoping to find the damn palm print door and hide in the small room inside the safe room.

That was the place where he had executed those Lucifer high-level officials before, and there was also a group of elite experimental subjects inside.

Those surprises that Dr. Sean had originally left for the intruders just in case, unexpectedly, now became his only trump card to survive!

"As long as I can open the door, rush in, and use those experimental subjects to kill the monster, I can definitely do it, I can definitely do it! Damn it, why don't I install explosives inside these experimental subjects!"

Dr. Sean had never been so scared. He kept deceiving himself and ignored the fact that the monster could easily kill the experimental subjects.

He groped and groped.

Sudden.

Dr. Sean vaguely felt something was wrong.

His heart skipped a beat.

Where's the gunfire?

Why did the gunfire stop?

He trembled, holding his small pistol for self-defense, and turned around suddenly.

next moment.

Dr. Sean's heart almost stopped due to fright.

I saw a pair of faintly fluorescent eyes, silently sticking behind him, keeping looking at him, watching him touch and touch around on the metal wall like a clown.

"Dr. Sean?"

Dr. Sean was so scared that he peed.

"monster!"

"What a monster!"

"Ahhh!"

He held his pistol against the opponent and pulled the trigger crazily.

But the imaginary gunfire did not come.

Just when Dr. Sean was confused, he took the pistol from his hand with his big hand and guided him very thoughtfully: "Doctor, you must turn on the safety before shooting."

"Woo~"

Dr. Sean finally couldn't hold it any longer, and the man in his sixties or seventies burst into tears.

It's so scary.

It's so scary.

No matter how courageous a person is, he cannot withstand such shocks!

The cold-blooded Dr. Sean, who presided over the trap and killed countless innocent experimenters, completely collapsed emotionally under Dean's constant shock.

"You thought the perverted scientist was so perverted that he turned out to be so fragile?"

The movie is a lie.

Dean shook his head, looked at the crying little old man, and slapped him away.

There was a snap.

Dr. Sean's head was buzzing.

He covered his face and was stunned for a while. Under the stimulation of pain, he finally got out of his half-mad state. Then he held the box in his hand in front of him, shrank and looked at the pair of brave men in the dark. Fluorescent eyes, leaning against the corner and trembling.

He is now 100% sure that this monster is definitely the product of another laboratory.

As far as he knows.

Throughout North America, in addition to the Lucifer organization, there are several other organizations that are responsible for the research of other parts of the immortality potion. They check and balance each other and cooperate with each other.

Could it be that this monster is the product of research by the forces in the east?

"Calm down?"

Dean's voice was deep.

Dr. Sean was like a frustrated little daughter-in-law, nodding wildly, and at the same time mustering up the courage to test: "Are you a product of that ancient eastern country, or are you a product of the Bear Research Laboratory?"

Dean became interested.

He calculated the time and found that there was still enough time. He asked with interest: "Why, do many forces have similar research?"

Dr. Sean shook his head and said honestly:

“Human research was very frequent after World War I, but it was basically concentrated in the West.

The strongest ones in Europe are the British Commonwealth and the Furry Bear Nation, who have seized the research results of the German Empire.

However, the brain drain in Mao Xiong Country is so severe that there is basically no news about it.

Next is the United States.

Basically all the big pharmaceutical companies in the world are controlled by the top people from the two federations. "

Sudden.

Dr. Sean seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes widened: "I know, you are from the Rattlesnake, that damn Jewish consortium!"

Rattlesnake?

Another organization I have never heard of.

Dean originally wanted to continue asking, but seeing the look of death-defying expression on Dr. Sean's face after he finished naming the rattlesnake, he knew there was nothing he could ask.

This guy seems to hate Jews very much.

Although Dean is confident that if he spends a little time, he can let this little old man tell even his most private things without reservation, his time is very tight now.

then.

Dean took out his pistol, put it on Dr. Sean's head, and whispered: "I can tell you, my target is you, my organization needs you, but the people outside are surrounded by those national security guys, so Now tell me your original escape route."

"You don't want to kill me?"

Dr. Sean was not surprised but overjoyed when his head was robbed.

Who wants to die if you can live?

Dean looked at him strangely:

“You are the person in charge of this project, if you die too, what’s the point of me coming here?

What is the most important thing in the 21st century?

Talent!

Our organization can promise you that as long as you are willing to serve our organization, you will still be the project leader and can enjoy the existing research results of our organization.

Like, as powerful as I am. "

Bliss~

In the darkness, Dean heard the sound of Dr. Sean sucking saliva.

This guy is excited.

at this time.

Didi didi~

The watch on Dr. Sean's hand rang.

Above that is a 100% progress team project.

Dr. Sean breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Dean seriously: "This is the most precious thing in the entire base. The records of all research results have been transferred to a stealth submarine. As long as what you say is true, I can take it with you." With this information, we can rely on you to escape from here."

"Very good, a pleasure to work with."

Dean stretched out his palm towards Dr. Sean and returned the pistol to him.

Dr. Sean received the pistol and finally breathed a sigh of relief knowing that the other party really didn't want to kill him.

He slowly collapsed to the ground, sweating all over his body and said: "Damn it, I'm all weak now. Everything here is independent. How did you cut off the power?"

"The gate defense is good, but the wall defense is average. I blasted the wall and cut the wires directly along the monitoring line."

Dr. Sean: "."

What a simple way to open the door.

Silly, the construction worker mistook me!

Satisfying his curiosity, he accepted his fate and said:

“The exit passage is right in the middle of this safe room.

There is an invisible elevator that goes down.

That invisible submarine can only be opened by matching my fingerprint and irises. The submarine is small and easy to control intelligently.

How to open the elevator

Dean got all the information and didn't move. He looked behind him: "What is the door behind you for?"

Dr. Sean said angrily: "That's the main system machine on the surface. It's the latest supercomputer master brain. However, because of the betrayal of a bastard, I can't get in there now. But those bastards can't get in there either." I have already executed him inside."

Dean got the answer and nodded: "Thank you for your cooperation, Dr. Sean!"

There was a flash of gunfire.

Dr. Sean's head was shaken, and he hit the wall behind him hard. His eyes widened and he refused to rest in silence!

Didn't you say that I am a talented person and will not kill myself?

I am a talent!

Unfortunately, even if he could still speak, Dean's response would only be bullets. Maybe he would take out a rocket from space and reward him after seeing him pretending to be a corpse.

This man is so real.

Blow the old guy's head off.

Dean waved his hand and took out a knife from the subspace. Before the opponent's irises lost their activity, he accurately dug out the old man's eyes and put them into the subspace.

Subsequently.

He squatted down again, replaced the knife with a big knife, and first cut off the palm of Old Sean's hand that locked the big box, put the palm and the box together, and then cut off the other palm and put it away.

These things are really best used with submarines.

It doesn’t matter if you can’t use it.

Where there are submarines, there is water, and you can swim out.

Now that Dean doesn't have to conserve energy, he can even use subspace to collect a large amount of air to achieve the ability to survive underwater for a long time.

In a sense.

Unless it is blocked by a lot of heavy firepower.

Otherwise, he would be really difficult to kill in urban terrain.

The magic of subspace is the real reason for Dean to take risks this time.

Follow the method Old Man Sean said.

After groping for a moment, Dean opened the elevator hidden in the safe room.

fine.

There should be an emergency reserve power supply configuration here, similar to the light signs on the safe passage, so the power outage in the safe room did not affect this place, otherwise Dean would have to go outside to connect the wires.

"it is finally over.

But then there are those guys who call themselves God.

After returning home, send them to talk to Satan about seniority issues."

Dean took a deep breath and was about to leave.

at this time.

Click~

Accompanied by a slight noise.

Behind him, the electronic door behind Sean's body slowly opened.