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

Beat them all.

Just don’t do one thing and keep doing the other thing.

Be filial to the end.

Dean tightened his fist and took advantage of Gabriel, emm, his father's head, to punch him on the side of his head.

Poor Gabriel is still anxiously waiting for Dean's reply.

I saw a punch coming down.

He thought Dean was going to break the contract, so he finally yelled in despair: "I'm willing to brew it for you!"

There was a muffled snap.

Gabriel rolled his eyes and fainted.

Looking at Gabriel who fainted, Dean laughed in his heart: "Just do it. It's not like you haven't done it before. If you don't do it, where will I be?"

With his father on his shoulders, Dean controlled the elevator according to the method Dr. Sean said before, and kept descending. Finally, he came to an underground passage two meters high with sensor lights on.

The passage should not be long.

Dean has a keen sense of smell and hearing. As soon as he came down, he smelled the unique salty smell and rippling sound of the sea water.

Although Gabriel is the father.

But Dean couldn't reveal his true identity in front of anyone.

After all, people like Amon know about his existence, and Little Mike also knows about his inhumanity and perversion through surveillance. Therefore, this identity can have its legend, but it must not be known that it is him!

While thinking about the next solution, Dean carried his father to the end of the passage.

This is a place similar to a diving platform. In the light blue water, you can see a black submarine that is only about ten meters long and has a spindle shape.

This should be the retreat Dr. Sean mentioned.

This thing is really out of reach of ordinary people.

Dean is no ordinary person.

In his previous life, he often used submarines to travel to and from the island where he was trained. Although he could not say that he understood it, he still understood some basic things.

Try it simply.

Dean opened the hatch of the submarine and climbed in with his father.

The interior of this submarine is completely different from the submarine Dean rode in before. There are a lot more electronic devices, and there are no weapon systems visible. The operation center console is just some electronic screens, and behind it are some safety seats.

This scene makes it easier for people to mistakenly think that they are on an airplane or a spaceship from a science fiction movie.

But this is indeed a submarine.

A stealth submarine that Dr. Sean and the others used as an escape to avoid current radar scanning.

In addition, if Dr. Sean is not lying, this submarine is still an island base, an invisible backup system, and is the real core of the Lucifer organization's resurrection.

But it's all Dean's now.

Dean fumbled briefly and found the submarine's activation certification.

He first rolled his father's eyelids and made sure that it would take a while for him to wake up. Then, using his clothes to cover his eyes, he took out Dr. Sean's complete eyeballs and palms and placed them in the verification area.

Accompanied by several red and blue laser sweeps.

The unsmiling photo of Dr. Sean appeared on the LCD screen.

Under the photo, there is a voiceprint wave display similar to an electrocardiogram, and at the same time, a mechanical female voice comes from around the submarine:

"Verification passed.

Welcome, Dr. Sean.

Activate Project Hive? "

Dean touched his chin: "Hive Project?"

Could it be that this submarine can only be started according to the autopilot route?

Consider Dr. Sean, just the one in charge.

This guess is very possible.

And this operating mode, depending on the situation, seems to be a voice-activated control that is very rare on the market now, and maybe it also has voice recognition capabilities.

Think of this.

Dean coughed, adjusted his voice for a moment, and then said in Dr. Sean's tone: "Activate."

"Voice verification passed.

Please choose Hive! "

The mechanical sound fell.

On the LCD screen, a sea area coordinate map appeared. On the map, three small dots flashed, two green and one red. The coordinates of the red light dots were exactly the latitude and longitude coordinates of the current island base.

Therefore, the other two green dots should be places similar to safe zones.

No wonder it’s called the Beehive.

Dean wrote down the positions of those two points, and did not continue the operation. Instead, he took out the satellite communicator and dialed Little Mike's number: "I got what you want, but I need you to help me with one more thing." busy"

a long time.

Little Mike's response came from over there: "Okay."

Watching the submarine in front of him dive automatically and disappear into the depths of the inland sea, Dean disposed of all the tools given by Little Mike, plunged into the sea, and swam towards the large cruise ship.

It's getting dark outside.

But that didn't have much of an impact on Dean.

On the sea, several warships and small boats were still patrolling.

There are still ten minutes left before the explosion.

Amon also received good news.

They found the energy lines in the base and cut them off.

Amon's tense face finally showed a smile.

Without power supply.

No matter how much the people inside resist, no matter how powerful the guys who rushed in earlier are, how can they fight with their thousands of soldiers and three heavily armed warships?

In this mission, he is the biggest winner!

Just when Amon was about to lead people towards the base gate for the second attack.

His satellite phone rang.

Amon looked at the communicator in his hand, somewhat doubtful about life.

For the secrecy of action.

This satellite phone is a dedicated encrypted line, which means that except for his current master, outsiders cannot call in at all. What the hell is this?

Crossed?

Amon took a deep breath, made a quiet gesture to the men beside him, and clicked the connect button.

"Zi La~"

After a harsh noise, the other side spoke first: "The base will self-destruct in nine minutes and leave the island."

The sound is distinctly synthetic.

What he said made Amon frown even more.

Self-destruct?

impossible!

He led his team over after receiving a signal from the internal response.

Even if the other party wants to blow himself up, it's impossible!

However, when the other party opened his mouth, it was the base. He obviously knew the situation on his side and was an insider.

"Who are you?"

"It's not important. You still have nine minutes. I'll contact you again in fifteen minutes. We want to make a deal with you."

Toot~

A busy signal came.

The other side hung up the phone.

After putting away the satellite phone, Amon looked at the dead base building in front of him, with an uncertain expression on his face.

A few minutes or so.

He picked up his pager and issued an order for everyone to evacuate the island quickly.

Nine minutes later.

Sitting on the boat on the sea, Amon stared at the island not far away without blinking.

All is well.

"FK!"

He cursed secretly, picked up the pager, and wanted to ask about the patrol situation, lest he just tried to divert the tiger away from the mountain.

next moment.

Buzz~

Countless bubbles rise from the bottom of the sea.

Just when everyone felt that the boat under their buttocks began to vibrate greatly.

Circles of ripples spread in all directions along the small island in front.

Rumble~

The terrifying serial explosions finally erupted from bottom to top, turning the dark sea surface into an orange dusk.

The island really exploded!

late at night.

Cheston walked on the deck absentmindedly, looking at the darkness in the distance. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he couldn't stop thinking about the short time since he met Dean.

He and Dean actually didn't have such a good relationship.

But Cheston has regarded Dean as his hope of revenge against the Lucifer organization.

As a result, before the two people's resistance even started, they were beaten into the water by the waves caused by the Lucifer organization.

Not to mention that the probability of Boss Dean's survival is slim. He and Black Widow don't know when they will turn into that kind of mutated monster, and eventually their bodies will collapse and die.

This made Cheston feel like he was back to the night when his family was wiped out.

Confused, hopeless, unable to see the way forward.

"The best outcome for me is to be rescued by the CIA and then imprisoned as a little mouse. If I die, I will lose my freedom, let alone revenge."

Just when his mind was confused and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Dang Dang Dang~

In the whistling sea breeze, the subtle sound of metal knocking appeared in Chestern's ears.

His dull eyes rolled twice and his ears stood up.

Dang Dang Dang~

"It's not an illusion!"

Cheston quickly climbed up, walked to the fence, and looked around, but could see nothing but darkness.

He didn't give up and concentrated on trying to capture the location where the sound came from.

After unremitting efforts.

Cheston followed the direction of the sound and finally arrived at the front of the cruise ship.

The top of the head is the driver's cab of the cruise ship, and the foot is where the cruise ship hits the corner.

The sound seemed to be coming from below!

Cheston, lying on the fence, yelled down at the next clang: "Who?"

Dang, Dang, Dang! ! !

The sound of tapping harder answered him!

Thinking of Boss Dean who fell into the water.

Chessington was thrilled.

He quickly ran back to the cabin, found the three Black Widows who were playing poker to vent their anger, and told them what he had discovered.

"impossible!"

A Black Widow teammate who was applauding vigorously glared at Cheston: "It has been at least six or seven hours since your companion fell into the water. Even if he survived at that time, he would have died of hypothermia by now!"

Below, another teammate who was chatting with Putao also took the time to stick out his head: "I guess you are hallucinating. If you feel something is wrong, please stay away. I don't want to have to face this monster like you then!"

If they weren't worried that Chestern would suddenly mutate when he faced a life-and-death crisis, they would have killed him long ago.

Obviously, Black Widow, who was caught between the two, did not tell her two teammates about her special identity.

Their fate, even if they are rescued, is probably to be used as guinea pigs in another place.

Cheston ignored the two idiots who didn't know the depth of the Black Widow, and looked directly at the Black Widow who was caught in the middle and had been silent: "My boss's mentor is Anthony, and he knows many important people in the FBI."

"Anthony?"

Black Widow finally opened her eyes.

The North American intelligence circle is just that big.

As an intelligence agent active on the front line, she still knew about this powerful old guy.

No wonder that Dean is so smart.

But it seems that I haven't heard anything from the old guy Anthony for a long time.

Black Widow hesitated for a moment, then pulled out from the front and rear attack, followed Chessington to the front of the cruise ship with the rope.

Cheston didn't dare to ask for more. He tied the rope and nervously arrived at the lower end of the cruise ship under the blow of the sea breeze.

By the weak moonlight reflected from the sea.

Cheston saw at his feet a tall figure lying weakly on the bulbous bow, grabbing a stone and knocking it down.

The first time he saw that figure, Cheston recognized him.

He let out a cry of surprise: "Boss Dean!"

A few days later.

Three warships arrived in the sea area where the cruise ship was located and appeared in the sight of the Black Widow group.

Black Widow looked at these warships suspiciously.

She knew that the intelligence team would send someone to help her.

But it’s not so outrageous, right?

On the side, the weak Dean, with the considerate support of Cheston, saw an imperceptible smile flashing in the corner of his eyes when he saw these warships.

The plan worked!

As long as there are no waves next.

The destruction of the Lucifer organization this time has nothing to do with him.

Three warships with a clear purpose.

They surrounded the cruise ship Dean was on and the cargo ship not far away.

A dozen small boats full of soldiers approached quickly.

Because of distance.

The cruise ship was occupied first.

Under the sight of a group of soldiers with live ammunition, Dean and others squatted down with their heads in their hands. They were loaded onto the speedboat and headed towards one of the warships.

Halfway there.

Da da da~

Fierce gunfire came from the freighter on the side.

Cheston listened to the gunfire and subconsciously exerted force on Dean's arm, not daring to look towards the freighter.

No food.

Up there, I didn’t know it was a scene from hell.

The black widow next to her saw his appearance and asked with interest: "Are you feeling guilty?"

Cheston looked at her angrily: "I really feel guilty now. In order to survive, I ate the little food they had left. You can call me hypocritical, but at least I am better than you cold-blooded guys!"

"Hahaha~"

Black Widow and her two teammates laughed after hearing this.

For them, some stowaways are no different from the indigenous refugees in Africa. Moreover, since there are monsters like that on the freighter, it means that those stowaways are also one of the experimental subjects of this game.

So even without their intervention, the other party's outcome would have been doomed long ago.

Dean leaned on Cheston, his face pale, his eyes drooping, looking half-dead, and did not participate in the discussion.

His current role is to play the wounded.

As for the rest, we have to wait until we get ashore.

After being taken aboard the warship.

Everyone was thrown on the deck, handcuffed and shackled, and dispersed away.

Even the injured Dean, who looked half-dead, was carried away on a stretcher by two soldiers with thick handcuffs.

before disappearing onto the deck.

Dean noticed.

On the other side of the freighter, a group of still alive men, women, and children were sent off, but looking at the direction of the speedboat that was taking them away, they were sent to another warship.

The fate of these guys is self-evident.

at this time.

A certain room on the warship where Dean is.

Smoke surrounds.

Two groups of people are discussing the arrangements of Dean and others and the distribution of this harvest.

PS (free content):

In fact, in the original synopsis of Lucifer's Downfall, the boss of The Splendor of the Night had a vest character.

This is something that has been promised a long time ago.

The original outline plot was similar to a squid game rather than a human experiment. However, I couldn't write a chapter this month and had to rely on writing books to make ends meet. I had no choice but to follow my heart and temporarily change the outline.

As a result, everyone has seen that it is more sci-fi, but safer.

What follows will be an overly soothing plot to bring the rhythm back. Book friends who want a supporting role can leave a message here and use their own names. There will be cases and gangs about Chinese Americans next. (The collection of supporting players must be completed before June 12th, otherwise there will be too many people and we will not be able to arrange it.)

Dean: Thank you to the "Glory of the Night" boss for the 40,000 book coins for the character reward, thank you boss!

Thanks to book friend ‘20210125154715148302075’ for the reward of 1,500 book coins, thank you boss!

Thanks to the book friend "I don't have any special skills, I just have special skills in my name" for the 500 book coins reward, and thank you boss!

Thanks to the book friends ‘Black Hole Clamp’, ‘160501154633756’, and ‘Consider JDate’ for their tips, and thanks to the bosses!