Chapter 577

"Damn it, medicine group, can't you do things thoroughly?"

A man in a black suit, sitting in front of a computer screen, yelled through his headphones.

A lazy voice came from the headset: "what's the matter?"

"So what? Come and see what happened. " The man shouted angrily, "I ask you, why can the warrior remember his identity?"

"Who?"

"That NIA senior detective named Sharon, asshole!"

"Oh, he, what's the matter?"

"Are you bastards on purpose? As I said, he still remembers his identity. "

The man is going crazy.

But the voice in the headset was still calm: "so what? Anyway, we have searched all his weapons and documents. Even if he remembers that he belongs to NIA, what's wrong? "

"But others have forgotten the NIA organization. Now he remembers it himself. Isn't it very abrupt and strange?"

"So what? They're all dead anyway."

The man was so angry that he was about to drop his headphones. One hand pressed his shoulder from behind. A dignified middle-aged man took the headphones on his head and whispered, "I'm Lyme."

This time there was a panic across the earphone. A moment later, some respectfully said, "Captain lime, I'm Li, the leader of the drug group."

"Leader Li, what is the dose of medicine injected into the warrior?"

"Report back to captain lime, 1.5 micrograms, which is twice what ordinary people need."

"It seems that the warrior's physical quality is much better than ordinary people. Find a way to let him take more forgetting potions."

"Uh... OK."

LEM returned the headphones to his men, frowned and looked at the screen of different sizes. The screen was taking pictures of Sharon and others from all angles.

"Captain, the people in the drug group are too careless." The man complained, "knowing that the warrior has a special identity, we are not careful. We have to make up for it later."

"It's no wonder they, Walsh," LEM said calmly. "The dose of 1.5 micrograms is far beyond the limit of ordinary people. We can only say that we still underestimate the warrior."

"I checked his information. It seems that he is a very powerful detective." The man named Walsh hesitated, "Captain, are we really going to kill him? A senior detective died. I'm afraid NIA won't finish it easily. "

"No way, shoulder the life and death of all mankind, not to mention an NIA detective. Even the president of a country has to sacrifice when it's time to sacrifice." Lyme patted Walsh on the shoulder. "Besides, in the end, as long as we arrange properly, what can NIA find out even if she wants to check?"

In the small building, Sharon looked at Steve suspiciously: "don't you know NIA? National Bureau of investigation. Even if you are not American, you should have heard of this department. "

Steve thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "sorry, I really don't remember."

"Well, he just woke up. He should still be tired. Let him drink." Jenny put a glass of water in front of Sharon and said with a smile, "my name is Jenny. His name is Steve. I was going to have a road trip. I came here by chance. I didn't expect to find you lying outside the building."

Steve nodded and said, "yes, why are you here? Are you in danger?"

"I......" Sharon glanced over the water glass and continued quietly. "I'm here to investigate a serial murder. I was attacked by the murderer last night and was knocked unconscious."

He looked up at Steve and Jenny. "Did you two find any other suspicious people?"

Steve and Jenny shook their heads at the same time. Jenny nervously walked up to Steve, hugged her boyfriend's arm and asked, "serial homicide?"

Sharon nodded, stood up and said, "my documents and weapons should have been robbed by that guy. Who of you has a mobile phone? I must contact the headquarters."

"It's no use having a cell phone. There's no signal here." Steve shrugged. "But we have a car. You can come with us later. We can take you to the nearest town."

"No signal?"

Sharon raised her eyebrows. He remembered very clearly that although it was located in a remote place, there was still a communication signal because Tina's mother often came to maintain it.

"Er... Are you sure you don't want to drink?"

Jenny asked with a smile again.

"No, I'm not thirsty, thank you."

Sharon smiled faintly and turned to the door.

Looking at Sharon's back, Steve just wanted to follow him. Jenny grabbed him and whispered, "Steve, don't you think this man is very strange?"

Steve nodded: "I feel it, too. It's strange."

Jenny whispered, "so we have to be careful."

Steve patted Jenny's little hand. "Don't worry, I know."

Although they spoke softly, they still couldn't escape Sharon's ears. However, Sharon's expression did not change. She stood on the steps at the door of the small building and looked around.

Last night, in his dream, he did capture Freddy, but the system did not prompt "pet", on the contrary, Jason was in a gray state and could not summon to fight or withdraw from the system.

And his contact with Tina was cut off.

In addition, several people fainted on the dock before they fell asleep, but now they are gone.

"Is this your car?"

Sharon turned to Steve who came out.

Steve nodded.

Sharon held out his hand: "car key."

"What?" Steve's face changed and looked warily at Sharon. "What do you mean?"

"I said, please give me the car key." Sharon smiled, "I'm leaving here now. If you two want to keep up, let's go together. "

"No, as I said, we just came here. We won't leave here until we have had enough." Steve said coldly, "if you want to go, you can go by yourself, but don't try to move my car."

"Are you sure?"

Sharon stared at Steve with a smile.

Steve touched his back and said coldly, "I advise you not to act rashly."

Sharon held out his hand: "let me ask you, what car do you drive?"

"What do you care?"

"You don't even know what car you drive?"

"... Chevrolet SUV."

"But the car parked outside is a Mercedes Benz." Sharon pointed to the SUV parked outside the building and smiled, "if this car is not yours, whose is it?"

Steve looked confused.

At the same time, Lyme, who was secretly monitoring all this, shouted: "release the intoxicated smoke. What about the murderer? Let them play at once. "

Without speaking, Walsh immediately reached out and tapped on the keyboard in front of him.

Immediately, a faint smoke came from nowhere and passed in front of Sharon and others. Steve, who was a little confused, smelled the smoke, his expression returned to calm again and said coldly to Sharon, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

Sharon shrugged his nose, ignored Steve, turned his head in a direction and said to himself, "Freddy, go wake Jason and Tina."

"Hey, hey..."

Perhaps it was an illusion. Steve felt as if he had heard a deep, gloomy, terrible laugh.