Chapter 1616

"David Lawrence..."

The name, almost squeezed out of the teeth, said the gray cloak, staring at the old man sitting at the conference table, word by word.

“…… You really make it easy for us to find. "

Hearing the sound coming from the top of the conference table, the old man at the table raised his head slightly, and threw his turbid pupils into the grey cloak sitting there.

"Your safe house is perfect. You don't need to worry about being disturbed to discuss problems here."

Hearing this, the gray Cape's face soon darkened and his voice lowered dangerously.

"But you found it."

There was a commotion in front of the conference table. Several people sitting beside the old man unconsciously moved their chairs in the opposite direction to him, trying to increase their sense of security through such a small distance.

Did not care about these people's small movements, looking at the gray cloak sitting at the top of the conference table, the old man's face raised a light smile, said softly.

"Of course, after all, I'm an exception."

Staring at the old man's eyes, the gray cloak tried to see a flaw in his face. However, he could not read any useful information at all.

Gradually, he lost his breath. He broke the silence between the two with a tentative tone.

"I heard you were dead."

"Have you seen Sherlock Holmes?"

"It's really retro."

"Because another I am such an indomitable classicist," continued the old man, who sat at the table, as if he were recounting a past event, in a chatty tone, "full of adventurous spirit and dare to bet in the future, but when the change comes, he shows hesitation In the end, we failed. But like Professor Moriarty in Sherlock Holmes, the villains may lose, but they will never leave

Noticing the look of the gray cloak, the old man's face suddenly showed a faint expression.

As if he thought of something, he gave a sly dry smile twice and continued slowly.

"Oh, by the way, didn't you say I was dead? Strictly speaking, I don't have the concept of biological death. For me, the meaning of existence is to be able to continue to process information Of course, if you ask the man David Lawrence, he did end his life, although he should have done it. "

At this point, the gray cloak finally understood what kind of existence this guy was, and finally understood who David Lawrence, who had died, was.

There was a faint chill in my heart.

He is not afraid of his opponent's strength, but an immortal opponent really makes it difficult to mention the courage to fight against it.

Especially when you are in the other side's field

When I think of it, I can't help but feel a sense of retreat. At the same time, he also noticed that not only did he come up with such an idea, but other senior managers of the foundation sitting here also showed similar ideas from their restless posture.

“…… So what? How did you find it? "

Looking at his gray cloak with his frightened eyes, the old man smiled lightly and said in a relaxed tone.

"It's very easy for me. Think about it. Most of you are the accounts inherited from the previous senior management of the foundation. After that, have you seen each other in reality?"

The atmosphere in the meeting room suddenly dropped to freezing point.

The pupils of the grey cloak contracted for a moment, and the vision under the shadow moved rapidly, and began to scan among the familiar faces in the mat. And the other people sitting at the table also wrote surprise and disbelief on their faces because of the old man's words, and began to look suspiciously at the other people sitting beside them.

Looking at the funny reaction, the old man smiled and continued to speak.

"Don't look. When I was created, you were not even born. And since then, another me That is, Mr. David Lawrence noticed you. Think again, why is alpha sold to you so cleverly? Who has been providing you with information security protection? Do you really think it's the lack of capacity of the Pan Asian cooperative security agency? Then you look up to yourself too much. "

Hearing this, a drop of cold sweat slipped over the forehead of the gray cloak.

All of a sudden, there was an illusion in his heart that they were hiding in the shadow. In fact, they were just puppets under someone's hand. From the beginning, they never escaped the control of that hand.

No, maybe not an illusion.

At the same time, at the same time, there was a more frightening possibility in his mind

As if he had guessed his mind, the old man smiled and nodded his head gently."You may have guessed it."

“…… Yes, even this conference room itself is provided by me to you. "

The conference room fell silent.

A face in front of the meeting table, coincidentally, lost its color. Several people even dropped the line immediately, disconnected from the conference room, and tried to escape something in this way.

Even if they knew it, there was no point in doing so

Maybe they don't know each other's identity in reality, but the old man who calls himself David Lawrence sitting here is very clear - even better than themselves, their own details.

Sitting at the top of the conference table, the shoulder of the awning was slightly loose.

From the old man's mouth confirmed the heart guessed he, but relaxed down.

“…… How many AI's are there besides me? "

The old man asked with a faint smile.

"I need another ID?"

The grey cloak remained silent for a moment, and went on.

“…… What should I call you. "

Looking at the current attitude of the top leader of the foundation is finally becoming cooperative, the old man smiled and nodded, leaving a meaningful word.

"Now there's only one David Lawrence. You can call me that."

"So Mr. Lawrence, since you choose to expose your identity, you must not be here to accompany us losers to talk about the past, right?" Squinting slightly, the grey cloak continued, "say what you want."

"It seems that you are not hopeless to admit defeat frankly," continued the old man in a light voice, looking at the gray cloak with a gloomy face. "Don't be so excited, failure is not terrible, let alone to such an excellent opponent."

"Don't go around. I'm busy."

"Let's make a deal."

"Transaction?" The grey Cape squinted slightly, and continued, "what deal? What do you want from us? "

"I don't want to get anything from you, I just want to provide you with an alternative," continued David Lawrence at donaton. "Obviously, the wheel of history has come to you and me, and it's impossible to get back to the situation. In that case, why not make other plans? "

"What do you mean?" the awning frowned

"I mean simply, we can start a new world," Lawrence continued in a serious voice, looking at the gray cloak with an incredible expression on his face. "Let's work together, and I promise to give you a promised land after that."