Chapter 486

Santa Monica Avenue in Beverly Hills, Los Angeles, is crowded with luxury cars. Palm trees on both sides stand straighter than electric poles, as if welcoming distinguished guests with the greatest sincerity.

In a line of luxury cars, there is an insignificant Cadillac, crowded in the middle of the team, crawling forward slowly like a turtle.

Hou Biao drove and carefully observed the situation of each intersection and nearby vehicles.

The Wolff family had a great influence in Los Angeles. With Hong Kui's explanation, the professor and his party were received with great hospitality. They originally arranged a Rolls Royce for Professor Mei, but Hou Biao thought the car was too conspicuous and asked for another one. The professor didn't care. He said he could take a nap. He used to drive an old Cadillac in the United States. He felt very comfortable, so he did as he wanted.

This car is easy to drown in ordinary traffic on the streets of Los Angeles, but it becomes extremely conspicuous at Beverly Hills, especially at this special moment.

Hou Biao knew that the cars around him were rich and stars who were going to attend today's charity dinner, and some of them were bodyguards. The rich and stars just drive luxury cars. What puzzles him is that their bodyguards also drive super cars. Will that make their owners rich? Or do you run faster in danger? But in Hou Biao's view, whether it's running for life or chasing, a 150 pickup truck is definitely more practical than any sports car.

Professor Mei is taking a nap in the back seat of the car. These two days of entertainment have made him dizzy. In his own words, talking to a politician is more tired than talking to a fool. A fool doesn't know what you're talking about, but a politician knows what you're talking about, pretends not to know what you're talking about, and then says something that only he knows what he's talking about, and you can never guess what he's talking about.

Mei Ziqing is very energetic. She opened her eyes wide to see the scenery outside the car, and then guessed which star was sitting in which car. Although she can be called a scientist, women's nature can't help being curious about the real-life appearance of those handsome men and beautiful women in the film.

The car stopped in front of a large building that was a bit like the post office a few decades ago. Hou Biao got out of the car, opened the door and protected the professor from the car. A receptionist who knew the professor warmly welcomed him and walked forward with the professor.

Hou Biao swept him gently with his mental strength, and then consciously fell behind several positions and followed the professor.

Other tycoons and stars also got off the bus one after another, leaving many people in suits and spy headphones on the square. Hou Biao knows that most of these are bodyguards brought by the rich. They can't enter the main venue and can only wait outside.

The police and security personnel are maintaining order and asking them to park their vehicles at the designated position. On the surface, they were polite and smiling at each other, but their eyes were full of disdain. Perhaps the police think these people are redundant. Beverly Hill is one of the safest gathering places for rich people in the world, while the bodyguards probably don't believe in the ability and responsibility of government officials, so they not only disdain, but also smile indifferently.

Hou Biao found a familiar face in the crowd. It was his own person arranged in advance. They can't enter the site, but the external inspection and defense should be done in place. Of course, it also benefits from the help of the wolf family, otherwise it would be very troublesome for him to arrange a large number of people in such a place.

The man nodded at him, then bowed his head and said something to the headset. Hou Biao also said something, looked around again, and walked behind the professor and Mei Ziqing.

The architecture of Wallis Annenberg performance center is very distinctive. It combines tradition and modernity. It looks both rich and spectacular in contemporary times and retro elegance. Walking into the marble hall, you can see eight murals, all of which are the scenes of hungry children and people lining up to get food.

As soon as Hou Biao saw the painting, he became nervous. He remembered Aoki saying that Xia Wenyuan was parasitized because he bought a famous Picasso painting from Ronald Cohen. Although the specific method of parasitism has not been clarified, it is highly possible to parasitize or activate some kind of conscious energy through paintings.

Fortunately, Professor Mei didn't go to see the murals, and Hou Biao heard someone nearby say that this is a project of the public utilities revitalization agency of the federal government, which depicts the scene of the great depression, so that everyone can't forget the past tragedy and don't follow the road of the past.

Hou Biao relaxed and stopped caring about the murals.

There were several big men with headphones walking around the hall. Hou Biao knew that it was plain clothes specially arranged by the FBI. As he walked up the stairs leading to the main theater, the detector rang. Two security officers asked him to show his papers and asked him to hand over his gun and other metal objects.

Hou Biao didn't say anything. He handed them the certificate for registration, and then quickly scanned the two people with mental strength. His hypnotic ability is not as powerful as Aoki, but it has also improved by leaps and bounds over the past year. It is not difficult to get through a level.

The two men seemed alert and stared at Hou Biao for a while, but they still gave him their certificates back. At this time, he was already behind the security detector, so he would not cause the alarm.

After entering the main theater, there is basically no direct danger. It is unlikely that there will be an armed attack on such a gathering occasion, otherwise the federal government will consider cutting government spending.

But Hou Biao didn't dare to take it lightly. Since he can enter the meeting with a gun, others can naturally, whether using special abilities or power. Moreover, those security personnel and federal agents may not be all reliable. Who knows whether there are parasites among them and whether there will be any action against the professor. Even if it is not for professors, but for important people around them, it may bring disaster to the fish in the pond.

Usually, in such activities called charity, but actually social activities, the core characters are some heavyweight capitalist or politician. Even the top entertainment stars can only be guests. Scientists such as Rumei rarely appear on such occasions. Generally, they appear, that is, they deal with them casually. This time is different, because several capitalists wanted to participate in the space box project, so they specially held such a charity activity combining technology and entertainment, and most of the guests today are players of the dream guide. If it weren't for this reason, Mei would never want to participate.

As soon as the host introduced Professor Mei, the atmosphere on the scene became warm. Everyone came forward to shake hands with the professor and take a group photo. He seemed to be the core figure of the activity.

Hou Biao stood in the corner of the venue and carefully observed everyone and their every move. He heard someone say:

"This bad old man is the leader of the space box project?"

"Yes, he is not a bad old boss. He is now the chief scientific adviser of the United Nations Space Management Committee!"

"Aren't all Chinese fake goods? Why are the top things made in China now? Are our apples all rotten? If Mr. Qiao is alive, he won't let these Chinese people show off!"

"Don't the Chinese still learn from us? Professor Mei used to be in Princeton."

"I suspect that federal government officials have been parasitized by aliens. You see, what they have done in the past two years is far worse than that of Chinese leaders!"

"I think the federal government has no problem. It's strange if they can make wise decisions! I see, it's the Chinese who are parasitic, and the aliens have taught them black technology. Otherwise, how can they make something like a space box?"

The people next to him thought so deeply that they nodded their heads one after another. They looked at Mei Tui differently, as if they saw an alien with a big head and a small body living in his brain, laughing evil.