Thriller Paradise Chapter 1053: Future Foundation (3)

"One thing...I have to confess to you." Feng Bujue stood still and spoke first to Dr. Cox.

"What?" Cox thought the other party was going to say something very important, so he replied solemnly.

Unexpectedly, Feng Bujue stared at the coffee cup on her table and said: "I like coffee too."

When the voice fell, the expression on Cox's face twitched, then he took a long breath, raised his head to D19 and said: "Agent, please remove the handcuffs for him."

It seems that Cox fully understands what Brother Jue said.

"Are you sure? Doctor." It was D19 who didn't do it right away, because he deeply felt...this move was accompanied by a huge risk.

"Yes, I'm sure." But Cox responded in the affirmative.

In this case, D19 doesn't say much anymore. I saw him take two steps forward and slightly raised Brother Jue's wrist. Then, D19 pressed his right thumb towards a groove in the handcuffs.

At that moment, a slight electric current sounded. Then, Feng Bujue felt that the pressure from his wrists dropped sharply, and the handcuffs immediately deflated like a lifebuoy that was deflated, and naturally fell off his hands.

"Do you unlock by scanning the fingerprint of a specific person..." At this moment, what Guo Ge thought in his mind was, "The technology of this plane is really reasonable."

"Mr. Crazy." When D19 took off the handcuffs, Dr. Cox immediately answered, "I hope you will not let down my trust in you, and make something that will cause trouble for both of us. Action."

"Leave this kind of nonsense to others, Doctor." Brother Jue rubbed his wrist and replied calmly, "You and I know that if I plan to use violence, such a pair of handcuffs... fundamentally It can't stop me." He paused, and added, "In fact, if I had that plan, from the beginning...I won't let you wear this stuff for me."

Cox heard this. Looked at Feng Bujue quietly for a few seconds.

Next, she gave a cold snort and glanced at one side of the room: "The coffee machine is over there, please feel free to do it yourself."

Feng Bujue understands. The other party broke the topic along the way, and launched a new round of temptation.

"You don't have to try me like this." Feng Bujue didn't walk in the direction indicated by the other party, because he knew he would go for nothing if he went. "I can tell you frankly that the technology system here is the same as mine. 'That world' is very different."

The meaning of what he said is—I don’t know how to use the coffee machine that looks like a chandelier.

In addition. Brother Jue still has a serious eye here. He did not say "Your technology is more advanced than my world." Instead, he used the phrase "the technology system is different"... "To judge the level of science and technology known to Brother Jue.

"Really?" When Cox heard this, he leaned back in his chair, and continued in a noncommittal tone, "I really want to hear it in detail... What is the technology system on your side? What is it like."

"Haha..." Feng Bujue smiled, "Yes." He paused for half a second, then changed the front of the conversation, "What's the matter. I'll talk about it after I read the -3232 information."

"Huh..." Cox snorted coldly and replied, "I'm afraid I don't have permission to show you any project information."

"Go and apply." Feng Bujue answered these three words almost without thinking, and sat down on the chair in front of the other's desk, raising Erlang's legs.

"Mr. Mad Bujue, do you think this kind of request made by yourself is reasonable?" Cox asked in a tone close to rhetorical questioning.

"Of course it is reasonable." Feng Bujue responded very quickly again, "I am something that you cannot contain and cannot fully understand. This... you know better than anyone else. You know , As long as I want. I can disappear in front of you at any time and never return; you also know... I can use force to communicate with you, and I don’t care about the risks that this may bring." Spread his hands, put on a very arrogant look. "To put it more clearly, I can leave if I want to leave. Before I leave, I can kill you easily, or do something else... such as releasing some items in your facility. Regardless of whether or not my actions will be terminated by you, for me... there is nothing to lose if I try."

Speaking of this, Feng Bujue turned around. He snapped his fingers at D19: "Excuse me, bring me a cup of coffee, without sugar." After that, he looked at Dr. Cox again, and said, "Doctor, I think you are well aware of the above situation. Otherwise, at this moment... we will not sit here and talk." A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "You are a smart person. When I kicked a copy of Mr. D19, you knew I wanted to talk to you. Negotiating, otherwise I would have kicked hundreds of people to death before putting on the handcuffs.

But...negotiation is not an interrogation. Negotiation is only when both parties have a certain ‘bargaining chip’. Right now, my bargaining chip...or the ‘right to choose’ is clearly dominant, so I have sufficient conditions and reasons for you to make concessions first. "

Brother Jue finished all this in one breath. During the listening process, Dr. Cox's expression changed a lot, and he finally entered a state of speechlessness.

As for Agent D19, standing behind with his expressionless face, he was hesitating-"Should I get coffee for him?"

"Please... wait a moment." After a while, Dr. Cox stood up, "I need to leave for a few minutes."

"Please, I'm not going anywhere." Feng Bujue slumped in a chair leisurely, raising his hands and resting his head.

"Agent, give him coffee." Cox said to D19 by the way before he walked out of the office.

D19 reluctantly walked to the wall and started operating the coffee machine.

Feng Bujue sat there and said without looking back, "Mr. D19, I'm curious... If I now turn over to the desk and use Dr. Cox's computer, you will How is it?"

As soon as Brother Jue made this statement, D19's action to fetch coffee came to a halt, but he quickly recovered his composure, and said coldly, "All programs are encrypted. You can start it if you don’t operate it yourself. There are only some basic programs that come with the system."

"Ah... as expected." Feng Bujue had already guessed about this. He just wanted to confirm his reasoning through D19. "Even the handcuffs are scanned by fingerprints. The era of unlocking. Surely theft has become very difficult, right?"

"Although you led the topic without any sense of disobedience, and used this chat-like tone..." D19 said, having returned with a cup of coffee, "but you want to learn about our world The intention of scientific intelligence... is still quite obvious." He put the coffee in front of Brother Jue. "So, I refuse to answer your question."

"Okay, let's talk about something else." Feng Bujue replied with a shrug, "Are you Guigeng this year? Are you married? Do you have children? Have you ever played with your own copy in groups [Beep—— ]Huh?"

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D19 was on the verge of collapse after being bombarded with trash talk for more than ten minutes by Brother Jue.

Fortunately. At this time, Dr. Cox came back.

"Mr. Madness." The doctor walked in and said, "I have already reported your request to my superiors. We will have to wait a while before we can get a clear response."

"Oh..." Brother Jue replied casually. In the next second, he used an understatement and said something that made Dr. Cox's expression abrupt, "That is to say...forge a copy of -3232 Files, need to spend more time, right?"

The voice falls to the ground. Dr. Cox was stunned on the spot, her appearance...like a second-rate actor standing on stage suddenly forgetting his words.

"Don't be so surprised." Feng Bujue said, "Before you went out, I knew what you were doing." He drank his coffee and said calmly, "In those ten minutes, you were nothing but I just went to another room, observed my communication with D19, and arranged forgery documents incidentally."

As he said, he turned his head back. Dr. Chong smiled: "Are you thinking now...'Did he quietly put a bug on me'? And when I asked this question, you then thought...'Can he read Take people's thinking'?"

"Can you?" Cox asked altogether.

"No." Feng Bujue replied.

"You are a very annoying guy, you know it yourself, don't you?" Cox answered this sentence. The expression has become quite ugly.

"Yeah~ I'm so charming." Feng Bujue responded with a hippie smile, "but that's not the point..." He took another sip of coffee, "Doctor, like this kind of game of interrogation, even if You find ten people who are of the same level as you, and I can play with you all day. However...even if I have the patience, I don’t have that time; therefore. I urge you to say-keep you away That set of tricks also saves some workload for your colleagues; hurry up and hand over the real information of 3232... I know you have that authority, and when you bring me to this office, I know you At least O5 staff."

Cox heard the words and pondered for a moment, then she turned to D19 and said: "Agent, you go out first."

This time, D19 did not express any objections, and turned away without saying a word...

On the one hand, D19 also understood that his presence or absence would have little effect; if Feng Bujue were to be violent, he would never be able to stop it.

On the other hand, D19 really doesn’t want to be in the same room with Brother Jue anymore; in those ten minutes... he felt that he had been mentally polluted, and now he desperately needs to set the internal standards of the organization. Mental assessment.

"Five groups, did you hear all of them?" After a minute, Dr. Cox returned to the desk, pressed a button on the desk, and said to the communicator, "No need to do fake documents. Also... turn off the monitor in the room."

Two seconds later, a sentence came from the communicator: "Okay, Doctor. Then... Do you want to keep the video surveillance?"

"Of course." When Cox replied, he looked up at Brother Jue. "If the video surveillance is turned off, the subject will kill me and escape the room. You don't know."

"Uh..." The reaction of the person opposite the communicator was a little awkward, "Understood, Doctor."

After a brief exchange, Dr. Cox ended the communication; at this time, Agent D19 had also left the room.

So far, only Feng Bujue and Dr. Cox are left in the office, and...their conversations are no longer monitored.

"I have also come into contact with some projects with higher intelligence." Dr. Cox said, while operating on his computer, "and you...maybe the one that frustrated me the most so far One."

"Then I'm really honored..." Feng Bujue responded with a smile.

Before he finished speaking, Dr. Cox's hand had left the optical keyboard, and gently pushed a floating flat-panel display on the desktop with his fingers, turning the front of it to Feng Bujue.

At this moment, [-3232], the project archive of Thrillerland in the Foundation, is already displayed on this screen.

"Can this screen be touched with fingers?" When Feng Bujue asked this question, his eyes were firmly locked on the tablet, and the information in the screen was quickly collected.

"Yes, please feel free." Cox put his elbows on the table, crossed his fingers, and replied with his chin supported.

"Okay." Brother Jue responded and stretched out his hand directly and started dragging the scroll bar at the edge of the screen.

This shows that... he only spent the time of the two conversations just now before reading the entire screen.

"Your reading speed is amazing." Dr. Cox looked at Brother Jue's eyes and made an accurate inference.

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Feng Bujue replied.

"I have also trained myself in this area, so I know... how difficult it is to be able to do it like you." Cox continued.

"Okay, if we continue to talk, we will talk about the gap in talent. If we talk about it, it will be tears." Most people can shut up when they say this, but Brother Jue has to add another sentence, "Your tears ……"

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One minute later, Feng Bujue finished browsing all the information about -3232.

While watching it, he naturally found that...this world ~IndoMTL.com~ is exactly the one he experienced as "Rudy Austin" last time.

It's just that the age has been replaced by the distant future.

From this, he immediately thought of two things that need to be paid attention to——

First, -079 in this universe no longer exists.

Secondly, although he has more than two thousand project information in his mind, here... he must also take into account the influence of the "time" factor on those projects.

For example... some biological items may age or even die; some items with a limited total amount may have been exhausted; and some items may be damaged, obsolete, or even completely lost due to the increase in usage. Special nature.

Considering the number, complexity, and unpredictability of the project...

Count the assumptions of the Foundation’s discovery, destruction, and replacement projects over the years...

Even if it is Feng Bujue, it will take a long time to get a general idea of ​​all this information. (To be continued.)