Chapter 1617 Make Another Plan

"David Lawrence..."

The name was almost squeezed out between the teeth, the gray cloak stared at the old man sitting at the conference table, and said every word.

"...You are really easy for us to find."

Hearing the voice floating from the head of the conference table, the old man sitting in the room slightly raised his head, and turned his cloudy pupils to the gray cloak sitting there.

"Your safe house is perfect. You really don't need to worry about being disturbed by hiding here to discuss issues."

Hearing these words, Gray Cloak's face quickly darkened, and he lowered his voice dangerously.

"But you still found it."

There was a commotion in front of the conference table, and the people sitting next to the old man unconsciously moved their chairs in the opposite direction to him, trying to increase their sense of security through this insignificant distance.

Not paying attention to these people's small movements, looking at the gray cloak sitting at the head of the conference table, a faint smile appeared on the old man's face, and he said softly.

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

Staring fixedly into the eyes of the old man, the gray cloak tried to see a flaw in his face, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't read any useful information at all.

Gradually losing his temper, 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 taste."

"Because the other me is such an unrepentant classicist," the old man sitting in the banquet continued in a chatty tone as if narrating a past event, "adventurous, daring to go up and down in the future Note, but when the change came, we were hesitant... so that in the end, we still failed. But just like Professor Moriarty in Sherlock Holmes, the villain may lose, but he will never be sloppy exit."

Noticing the fearful look in the gray cloak's eyes, the old man suddenly showed a dazed expression.

As if remembering something, he smiled slyly, and continued speaking slowly.

"Oh, by the way, didn't you say I'm dead? Strictly speaking, I don't have the concept of biological death. For me, the meaning of existence is to be able to continue processing information...Of course , if you're asking about that man named David Lawrence, he did take his own life, although he should have done so long ago."

Hearing this sentence, Gray Cloak finally figured out what kind of existence this guy in front of him was, and finally figured out who the dead David Lawrence was.

A slight chill could not help but grow in my heart.

He is not afraid of the opponent's strength, but an undead opponent really makes it difficult for people to summon up the courage to fight against it.

Especially when I am in the opponent's domain at the moment...

Thinking of this, Gray Cloak couldn't help feeling a bit of retreat. At the same time, he also noticed that not only did he have such an idea, but the other top executives of the foundation sitting here also revealed similar thoughts from their fidgeting gestures.

"...So? How did you find this place?"

Seeing the gray cloak staring at him with apprehension, the old man smiled faintly, and said in a relaxed tone.

"It's easy for me, think about it, most of you have inherited accounts from the previous senior foundation, and after that, have you seen each other in reality? "

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

The pupils of the gray cloak shrank for a moment, and the eyes under the shadow moved quickly, and began to scan among the familiar faces in the banquet. And the other people sitting in the banquet also had expressions of surprise and disbelief written on their faces because of the old man's words, and began to cast suspicious gazes on the other people sitting beside them.

Seeing everyone's interesting reactions, the old man smiled and continued to speak.

"Don't look for it, when I was created, you weren't even born yet. Since then, another me...Mr. David Lawrence has noticed you. Think again, why Alpha Will the virus be sold to you by such a coincidence? And who has been providing you with information security asylum? Do you really think that the Pan-Asian Cooperative Security Agency’s capabilities are insufficient? Then you think too highly of yourself.”

Hearing these words, a drop of cold sweat slipped across the gray cloak's forehead.

Suddenly, he had an illusion in his heart that they thought they were hiding in the shadows, but they were actually just puppets under the palm of someone, and their every move had never escaped the control of that hand from the very beginning. .

No, maybe not an illusion.

At the same time, at the same time, an even more frightening possibility arose in his heart...

As if guessing what was on his mind, the old man smiled and nodded slightly.

"Perhaps you have already guessed."

"...That's right, even this meeting room itself was provided to you by me."

The meeting room fell silent.

All the faces in front of the conference table lost their blood color at the same time. Several people even dropped the line immediately and disconnected from this meeting room, trying to escape something in this way.

Even if they knew it in their hearts, it was meaningless to do so...

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

The shoulders of the gray cloak sitting at the head of the conference table loosened slightly.

From the old man's mouth, he confirmed what he had guessed in his heart, and he relaxed instead.

"...Besides me, how many AIs are here?"

The old man smiled lightly and asked back.

"I need another ID?"

The gray cloak was silent for a while, then continued.

"……What should I call you."

Seeing that the attitude of the head of the foundation in front of him finally became cooperative, the old man smiled and nodded, leaving a meaningful sentence.

"There's only one David Lawrence now, and that's what you call me."

"Then Mr. Lawrence, since you chose to expose your identity and stand here, you must not come to chat with us losers about the past, right?" Narrowing his eyes slightly, the gray cloak continued, "Speak, Your purpose."

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

"Stop playing around in circles, I'm busy."

"Let's make a deal."

"Deal?" Gray Cloak narrowed his eyes slightly, and continued to ask, "What deal? What do you want from us?"

"I don't want to get anything from you, I just want to provide you with another choice," David Lawrence continued after a pause, "Obviously, the wheel of history has already driven in front of you and me, and I want to turn it back The situation is already impossible. If this is the case, why not make other plans?"

Gray Cloak frowned: "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is very simple, we can start over in a new world," Lawrence continued in a serious tone, looking at the gray cloak with an incredible expression on his face, "Let's cooperate, I promise that after that, I will give You are a piece of the Promised Land."