Chapter 1469 Extraordinary "Private Soldier"

Not the slightest sign.

Lu Zhou, who was lying on the bed, hadn't realized what was going on before he saw the courier in the video window pull out a pistol and aimed it at Ling's chest.

boom!

Light blue electric sparks exploded in Ling's chest.

After a hit, the bionic courier at the door did not stop carelessly, but pulled the trigger continuously, shooting randomly at Ling's chest and head, and directly emptied a magazine.

For bionics, EMP weapons are far more deadly than ordinary kinetic energy weapons. Basically, as long as they are hit once, they will not be completely paralyzed, at least they will lose their ability to move.

Skillfully putting the pistol into his pocket, the bionic courier ignored Ling who was standing motionless at the door, and reached out to retrieve the package he had handed out earlier.

However, at this moment, a scene that made it and the people who manipulated it behind the scenes never expected happened.

The package seemed to be chained by a tank weighing dozens of tons. No matter how hard it tried, it couldn't get it back from Ling's hand, and even shook the bionic man standing at the door. The body can't do it.

At the same time, those red pupils suddenly burst into a scarlet light.

Like someone who was okay, Ling, who had been shot by a magazine before, continued to hold the package with her left hand, and stretched her right hand towards the neck of the bionic courier, picking it up like a chicken. Lifted from the ground.

"Dangerous, clear."

A hint of pain appeared on the expression of the bionic man, struggling to stretch his hands towards his neck, kicking his legs on Ling's body indiscriminately, trying to break the hand that was stuck on his own neck.

However, that hand was like an iron clamp, firmly fixing it in mid-air, no matter how much it struggled, it couldn't stir up any waves.

At this moment, Lu Zhou's voice came from far away in the room.

"Ling, take out its memory."

"As you order, Commander."

Hearing Lu Zhou's order, Ling threw the package on the ground, and her left hand was like a blade, directly inserted into the bionic man's chest.

However, just as it was about to pull the memory out of the body of the bionic man, a wisp of white smoke suddenly shot out from the package.

The moment he saw this wisp of white smoke, Lu Zhou, who was lying on the bed in the bedroom, instinctively had a bad feeling in his heart, but before he could react, the deafening explosion filled his eardrums. The tremors from the bed almost knocked him to the ground.

Then, from the corner of his eye, Lu Zhou saw a black shadow passing by the door of the bedroom, the scorching air waves and shock waves almost blasted the shoe cabinet at the door to the balcony...

Looking at the messy living room, Lu Zhou was dumbfounded.

crazy……

It's crazy!

A hundred years ago, I had never met an assassin, at most, I was surrounded by pirates when I was visiting abroad, but I didn't expect to be approached by an assassin a hundred years later.

And still holding such a big bomb...

Is the way people in this era solve problems so simple and rude?

At the same time, Ling, who was standing at the center of the explosion, glanced at the wreck that was only holding the neck in her hand, and then looked at the crumbling walls and the messy living room around her.

The scarlet light in her eyes gradually faded, Ling said to herself.

"Target, lock on."

"Start chasing..."

...

"Damn it!"

In an underground low-rent house a few kilometers away, Chester, who was sitting in front of the holographic computer, slammed his fist on the table and let out a curse.

Originally according to his plan, after opening the door, the bionic man he controlled first shot down the bionic man who opened the door, and then entered the room with the package to detonate.

It would be even better if Lu Zhou opened the door himself.

He will directly press the detonation switch and take him away in a wave.

However, plans have gone awry from the start.

That bionic man is not only terrifyingly powerful in combat, but even the EMP pistol is useless.

Anyway, this is too exaggerated, you must know that he emptied a whole magazine!

After so many rounds of EMP bullets, even if the exoskeleton armor of an Orbital Airborne Brigade is placed there, it should lose its combat effectiveness, right? ! But that guy acted like nothing...

"Electromagnetic shielding armor?"

"...There are two hits."

Looking at the snow-white screen, Chester clicked his tongue, pushed his chair away and stood up.

Any remote control behavior will inevitably leave clues.

Whether the blow was successful or not, it was no longer safe here.

Without any nonsense, he took out a thermite grenade from his arms, gently placed it on the top of the computer case of the whole series, pushed the safety button, and pressed the delayed detonation button.

Then, he picked up the packed suitcase and walked towards the door.

The moment he closed the door, the case of the holographic computer behind him was already flickering with hot white light. The metal chassis shell is like melting ice, which is turned into a pile of waste residue in the hot redox reaction.

Came to the parking lot, threw the suitcase in the trunk, got into the car, Chester skillfully started the engine, switched to cruise mode, and set up a safe house in the outer suburbs that he had prepared in advance.

The assassination attempt was apparently a failure.

Obviously, Academician Lu is also a master at using smart devices.

But in this way, it also makes sense, why there are so many bionic wreckages on flight N-177, and he can kill the hijackers on the entire flight by himself.

A look of excitement suddenly flashed in the bloodthirsty pupils. Looking at the flying street scene and the endless neon lights outside the car window, Chester licked his dry lips.

interesting……

Few goals have been so pleasing to him.

...

Twenty minutes after the explosion.

Police cars have surrounded the entire apartment complex.

Standing in front of the isolation zone, looking at the dark doorway, the man in formal suit frowned, squeezed through the crowd to the side of the police officer handling the case, and said.

"Is the person okay?"

His name is Wei Song, the office secretary of the chairman of the Pan-Asian Cooperation. He was originally in Jinling for the past few days. After hearing the news of the bombing in front of Academician Lu's house, Li Guangya immediately asked him to put down his work and rush over.

"The killer should have found this place through the lens of that report..."

Glancing at several nearby house numbers, the police officer looked sharply at Secretary Wei who was walking towards him, and continued, "If I were you, I should review my mistakes in work."

Wei Song: "This matter is indeed our negligence."

Seeing Wei Song's sincere apology, the police officer didn't say anything, just said briefly.

"Let him live in another place. It's not safe here anymore. If it's convenient, let him cooperate with us to make a record. I always feel that he is hiding something from me..."

Although as a victim, it is justifiable to keep silent, and the restrictions on power imposed by the Pan-Asian Cooperation Law also make it impossible for them to force the victim to speak up, but this will undoubtedly increase the difficulty of handling the case.

From the perspective of a police officer, he still hopes that Lu Zhou can honestly cooperate with them in their work, at least tell them who opened the door at that time, and why only the wreckage of a bionic human was left behind if it was a bionic human.

Hearing this sentence, Wei Song smiled wryly, nodded and said.

"I try my best."

After finishing speaking, he stepped over the isolation zone and walked into the house.

The situation inside the house was even worse than that at the entrance. From the entrance to the living room, it could be said that it was almost completely destroyed, as if it had been hit by a typhoon.

Standing in the messy living room for a while, Wei Song looked around, and soon saw Lu Zhou sitting by the wine cabinet in the dining room, so he walked towards him.

"Hello Academician Lu, I am Wei Song, the secretary of Chairman Li Guangya, and here is my business card."

After accepting the holographic business card, Lu Zhou, who was almost used to the way people greet each other in this era, looked at Secretary Wei standing in front of him and asked.

"Who wants to kill me, do you have any idea?"

A trace of shame appeared on Wei Song's face, and he continued.

"This... We also want to know and bring the perpetrators to justice as soon as possible. I am really sorry that this has happened to you. The case is still under investigation. If there is any progress, I will let you know immediately."

Having said that, Wei Song paused for a moment, then continued.

"In addition, for safety reasons, our suggestion here is that it would be better for you to change to a safer and more hidden residence. First, it is not suitable for people to live here, and second, it is difficult to protect the killer who attacks you. Shoot again."

"If you haven't figured out where to go, we can help you—"

Lu Zhou shook his head and said.

"No need, I will solve the problem of where to live by myself."

Wei Song: "Of course, we respect your choice. It's just a suggestion from our side. It's better for you to avoid choosing places with a lot of people. This will make it easier for us to provide protection for your safety, and secondly, it is also for the sake of others. life safety considerations."

safety protection?

Hearing this word, Lu Zhou smiled faintly, but did not speak.

To be honest, he still can't fully believe that Li Guangya is there, how could he trust his life safety to that guy for protection.

Although logically speaking, if he encountered an accident, it would not be a good thing for him.

But when did the real world talk about logic?

He is not a child anymore.

Lu Zhou: "You said, you will help me, right?"

Wei Song nodded immediately and said.

"I will do my best."

"Well, I plan to build a house in the suburbs by myself," Lu Zhou continued, looking at Li Guangya's secretary, "Forget about the compensation for my former residence, and just pay me a piece of land. It shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"No problem is no problem," Wei Song looked at Lu Zhou in a daze, "but you are going to find a place to live soon, can Gai have time now?"

"You don't need to worry about this," Lu Zhou continued in a relaxed tone looking at Wei Song, who was bewildered, "I will take care of the house by myself, you just need to help me complete the formalities as soon as possible."