area51novel Chapter 122 The secret of 8.5 points
Chapter 122 The secret of 8.5 points
Three days later, Andrew dared to use his decades of life experience to guarantee it. .biqugev
Du Wensen had a problem again, and it was more serious than last time!
Mind-wandering, frequent, frequent mind-wandering.
Halfway through the chat, I lost consciousness and remained motionless. Halfway through the meal, I suddenly opened my eyes and became motionless. Halfway through the shower, I also lost my reaction. I had to wait an hour or two each time before I recovered. God comes.
Even according to Neve, Du Wensen would climb to the roof in the middle of the night to look at the stars, and he would look at them all night long.
"Did Bernice's death cause a huge blow to Vincent Du?" Andrew was very doubtful.
However, just when he was about to find a psychiatrist, Du Wensen disappeared.
Fortunately, according to Neve the next day, Du Wensen came back in the evening, so he felt relieved.
It is normal for people to behave strangely after being hit, and Andrew can understand it.
What Andrew didn't expect was that Du Wensen continued this abnormal behavior for a long time.
half a month later.
Andrew habitually came to tidy Du Wensen's room. After all, there were too many things in this room that could not be seen by other people. Normally other personnel were not allowed to approach it, so he was always tidying it up.
But today, something is different.
The door was closed and it was dark inside. There was only one reason for this situation: Du Wensen was back.
Opening the door, sure enough, Du Wensen was sitting on the sofa.
Not only were the curtains drawn up, but they were also blocked with thick wooden boards, making it almost impossible to see the entire room.
Andrew closed the door consciously, and for a moment it was really invisible in the room.
in total darkness.
Slowly, slowly, Andrew saw a faint red light. The red light gradually became brighter and brighter. He finally saw clearly that the red light came from the ruby in Du Wensen's hand. He knew that the ruby was Cypress. Nice.
The light of the ruby became more and more conspicuous. Suddenly, the light gathered and shot out a red light, which was projected on the wall.
Only then did Andrew see clearly that Du Wensen was holding something like a transmitter in his hand.
But at this time, he was attracted by what was on the wall.
That is.
"Bernice used a special method to hide all the important information about the White family here." Du Vinson said to himself, answering Andrew's doubts.
It's amazing. The ruby is like a storage device. As Du Vincent turns the ruby, a large amount of data appears on the large wall, and the transmitter in his hand probably acts as a projector.
The more Andrew looked, the more shocked he became. He had heard of most of the names in the intelligence, or had seen them in person. If the information of any person recorded here was revealed, it would cause an earthquake-like disaster in the United States.
Suddenly, Andrew said "Huh" in surprise.
He saw a special name.
"Abd al-Mateeniod Alef"
This is an Arab name. Of course, it is not only this name, but the most important thing is that he has only heard this name not long ago, so he remembered it.
"What? Do you know this person?" Du Wensen asked.
"The last time you were arrested by the FBI, this man said he wanted to entrust you to help him train the army." Andrew replied.
"Help me contact him!" Du Wensen became interested.
"Okay, okay!" Although Andrew didn't know why, he still cooperated.
When the call was connected, Andrew suddenly frowned and said to Du Wensen: "It wasn't him who answered the call. It seemed to be one of his subordinates. The language he spoke was not in English. I couldn't understand it!"
Du Wensen took the phone: "*())—%%￥—￥%"
Dialects are commonly used in many areas in the Middle East, and people even dozens of kilometers away speak another language. It is difficult to communicate with each other. Andrew has no idea how Du Wensen got into conversation with each other.
After more than ten minutes, Du Wensen hung up the phone.
Andrew looked at Du Wensen who seemed to be in a good mood and asked curiously: "What did you say to him?"
"I asked them if there was any place in that area that could train professional pilots." Du Wensen continued to turn the ruby.
"Why are you asking this?" Andrew became even more curious.
At this time, Du Wensen finally stopped turning the ruby. On the wall, there were information about 19 people. Andrew had never heard of the names of these 19 people. He didn't understand. Since it was said that Bernice stored important information in this ruby. Why do these 19 seemingly ordinary people's information appear again.
Du Wensen looked at the information on the wall and said: "The subordinate who answered the phone told me that in their area, there are three places that can train professional pilots, and there are more than ten places that are not professional, but can also train pilots. He was willing to call me to check whether these 19 people had any information about where they had been trained."
"Is there anything special about them?" Andrew asked.
"Bernice got this secret from the director of the FBI. When she came here last time, she told me that there was a big secret hidden in her intelligence, and before she died, she sent this ruby to I got it in my hands, obviously hoping that I could crack it. After my recent investigations on them, I always feel that something is missing. Now that I have this information, I believe the results will soon come to light." Du Wensen's mouth raised. road.
Andrew's head was spinning rapidly. He found that he seemed to have become a lot smarter since he was with Du Wensen. Now he suddenly thought of a question.
"Is this result the 85-point commission you mentioned last time?"
Du Wensen turned around in surprise: "Andrew, you have become smarter!"
Andrew was not happy at all. He really didn't want to know such a big secret. If the FBI found out about it, he would definitely spend the rest of his life in prison.
what to do? Is it too late to leave now?
However, what kind of friend could he be if he left Du alone like this?
While Andrew was thinking wildly, his phone rang again. When he saw the number, he handed it to Du Wensen consciously.
"%#^^#%#*^()*()*&*()%&"
After the conversation, Andrew saw Du Wensen's satisfied expression.
"They found the information you wanted?"
Du Wensen nodded: "All the clues are correct!"
By this time Andrew had calmed down. Wouldn't he be going to jail? He would accompany him!
At this time, Du Wensen put away the ruby, glanced at the time, and said to the air: "I hope you two can arrive within half an hour, otherwise you will bear the consequences."
"Who are you talking to?" Andrew looked around.
"Andrew, I'm not just saying this for you. The enthusiastic listeners are rushing to us now!"
After saying that, Du Wensen sat firmly on the sofa, closed his eyes and rested.