North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

"What should we do now?"

A group of people looked at the endless sea and panicked.

The cruise ship is 120 meters long (changed) and nearly 20 meters wide. It floats on the sea like an isolated island, but it doesn't give people any sense of security at all.

They searched the entire cruise ship.

In addition to the electrical equipment that is still being maintained.

There were no prompts, no food, no communication equipment, not even knives and forks, and the control systems in the cockpit were all sealed with special steel plates. In addition to watching, the game players on the cruise ship, Nothing can be done.

Looking at the panicked crowd.

Barton was irritated and shouted: "Shut up!"

Everyone on the ship, except for the small group of mercenaries Barton and Dean, were originally independent individuals in reality and were not united at all, let alone the terrifying force of Barton and the others.

With a scolding, the noisy scene finally became calmer.

Barton took a deep breath and looked at Dean: "Dean, in this situation, what suggestions do you have?"

"wait!"

Dean pointed to the undisguised surveillance equipment in the corridor and said:

“These things are still running, which shows that those people have not abandoned us.

Although I don’t know why they want to keep us here, people can’t live long without food and water, so there should be a new turning point soon. "

Not far away, a tall otaku with a bruised nose and face suddenly interjected after hearing what Dean said: "This is just like us playing a game. The plot has probably not been triggered yet, and the surveillance on the cruise ship is still running, which means there is still electricity. , we might try to make a radio to call for help, and for food, we can also see if there are any fishing tools."

They had just been 1V7 by Patton's men.

The young man recognized the current reality and knew that in this deserted place, fists were the last word, so as soon as he found an opportunity, he began to show his value.

Barton glanced at the tall and thin young man and recognized him as the leader who previously represented the third group of gamers.

He smiled and stretched out his hand to the young man: "Sorry, I was a little rude just now. My name is Barton, what is your name?"

Seeing Barton extending a hand of friendship, the tall and thin boy felt happy.

He hurriedly stepped forward, held Barton's hands, and said rather humbly: "My name is Ka Xiu, and I am a master of many story-based games. Since those guys call this a battle royale game, it will definitely trigger some I should be able to help with the plot.”

Barton looked at the young man, then at Dean and the two, and nodded: "Very good, you can stand behind me."

Card Xiu couldn't stop the smile on his face, he nodded and hunched over behind Barton's teammates, and showed a flattering smile to everyone who looked over, for fear of offending someone.

As for his former companions?

Feel sorry.

Card Xiu directly ignored those former teammates who looked over with contempt or jealousy.

They didn't know each other.

Betrayal has no psychological pressure on Ka Xiu.

For Barton, the advantages of accepting Ka Xiu outweigh the disadvantages.

There were 21 people on board.

There were only five of him and his teammates.

Now that there is no water or food, it is a smart person's approach to reduce enemies and increase collaborators. This can also prevent Dean and his companions from making small moves to a certain extent.

Although Barton is not very smart, he still has a basic brain.

After just a moment's consideration, he accepted Ka Xiu's offer.

Although Dean and Cardiff both said that there may be changes in the future.

But as mercenaries, Barton and others were unwilling to leave their fate to others.

Next.

According to Ka Xiu's suggestion.

Barton divided the sports team and the online gamer team into two groups.

One is on the cruise ship, led by Barton's teammates, looking for tools that can be used to make fishing and fishing.

One was led by Barton himself, taking Dean and others to look for something that could make a radio station.

Barton's teammate, Spider-Woman, is a technical master. As long as he has the tools, he can configure a distress radio station to look for rescue opportunities.

If you really can't find the tool.

They are going to start with the electronic equipment on the cruise ship and the collars that are constantly flashing around people's necks!

People are scattered.

Dean took the opportunity to lead Cheston to an inconspicuous corner and whispered: "Cheston, next, try to reduce your random thoughts and physical exertion."

Cheston's eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Boss Dean, do you know something?"

After boarding the ship, Boss Dean has been leading him to pretend to be dead, allowing Barton and others to control the discourse on the cruise ship.

But Cheston understands the character of Boss Dean very well.

This is a smiling tiger who is willing to take action even if he doesn't take action, and will see blood when he takes action. He is definitely not a person who is easy to talk to.

When Boss Dean is easy to talk to, it means he must have some bad intentions!

Facing the excited Cheston, Dean shrugged: "Have you forgotten what this game is called?"

"Battle Royale!"

Dean nodded: "Yes, escape, then what do you think is the reason for our current situation?"

Cheston lowered his head, thinking of Dean's instructions just now, and said with some uncertainty: "In order to consume our existing physical strength and make our nerves tense?"

"right!"

Dean sat cross-legged in the corner, looked at the camera above his head, and said with a smile:

"Wait, then.

I guess nothing will happen within a day or two.

As for Barton wanting to take people and touch the wires on the cruise ship and the collars around our necks?

Haha, whoever moves will die!

Those guys from the Lucifer Organization have been deliberately creating tension and stimulating our mental state from the beginning. I suspect that escaping is not the purpose, this is the purpose! "

Chaos is good.

Dean longed for chaos.

In this way, he had the opportunity to install Little Mike's special electronic equipment in an environment with many cameras to counter-invade the internal network of the Lucifer Game Organization's real base!

Dean believed that what he said now must have been heard by those secretly observing the cruise ship.

This was intentional on his part.

Internal networks generally have one-way information exchange for the sake of concealment.

Only if the people over there pay more attention to their own side, will Little Mike's invasion be easier!

Listening to the thumping and clanging sounds around me.

Dean asked Chestern to pay attention to the movement, while he closed his eyes, lowered his heart rate, and reduced physical exertion to ensure that he would have enough mental and physical strength to fight back when in danger.

There was indeed plenty of food in his subspace.

However, now that he doesn't know the function of the things in his body, Dean doesn't want to take risks.

Island base!

In Research Institute No. 1, Dean's face was magnified on the screen, and at the same time, the words he just said were played back by the loudspeaker.

A bald old man used a laser pointer to click on Dean's handsome face in the picture and said, "Tell me about the information about Experimental Subject No. 37!"

This guy could easily see their next moves, there was something!

This bald old man seems to be the leader of Research Institute No. 1.

The people below quickly tapped the keyboard and called up Dean's information: "Dr. Sean, Experimental Subject No. 37, formerly known as Dean Lee, has a special identity. He was originally the youngest detective in Los Angeles and a New York police detective. The cases handled by the special appointment status of the Bureau, FBI and other agencies are.

There were several large-amount receipts, namely.

Family relationship network.

Think tank summary:

He has strong insight, bad temper, disobeys rules, and is greedy for money and lust. He is a rare talent with high IQ.

In addition, Experimental Subject No. 37 is the focus of Elder Gabriel. He wants to draw Experimental Subject No. 37 into the organization's elders group, so this time he pays special attention to Experimental Subject No. 37. "

"Gabriel"

The bald old man, Dr. Sean, touched his chin and asked doubtfully: "Just pull people, why should we send people into the experiment of potential hormone research?

As one of the organizers, Gabriel should know that this research is very harmful to the human body! "

Hormone research is part of the God's reagent puzzle.

The human body is an extremely sophisticated system.

It seems fragile, but under various extreme emotions, a middle-aged woman who usually cannot lift fifty kilograms of rice can even explode with terrifying strength and directly lift a several-ton truck in order to save her child. car.

Various similar examples are actually not uncommon.

The establishment of the Lucifer Game Organization originated from this part of the research.

strictly speaking.

They are just part of the entire Hand of God organization.

This organization covers countless powerful people around the world.

Of course, only a few front-line research leaders know the name of the Hand of God.

It's outside and has a lot of vests.

Or a scientific research institution.

Or a life engineering research institute.

Or a humble research group in a world-famous pharmaceutical company.

The real holders of God's Hand use various names and awards to lure a large number of powerful people and scientific research talents to participate in it in a daze and contribute to the God's Potion Plan.

Of course, Sean, as the most powerful research leader of the Lucifer Game Organization, only vaguely knew something about the Hand of God, but he only knew that the gods above them came from there.

Knowing too much, he couldn't still be alive now.

Shaked his head.

Sean looked at the researchers below and continued to ask: "How is the reaction of Experiment 37 to the medicine?"

"Dr. Sean, Experimental Subject No. 37, has a very mediocre response to medicines, average tolerance feedback, and average potential evaluation. He is not as good as those elite special forces!"

The researcher who reported the report suddenly let out a sound of surprise, and then immediately explained: "Dr. Sean, I don't know why, the heart rate of Experiment 37 has dropped a lot, and at the same time, the tolerance to the drug reaction has also increased a lot!

Current potential evaluation: extremely high! "

Hearing this, Sean showed a surprised expression.

The potential of testers is determined not by the strength of the test subject itself, but only by the other party's tolerance to the medicine.

Following previous human trials.

The more tolerant the experimental subject is to the reagent, the easier it is to have unexpected gains.

The drugs they injected into the experimental subjects were hormone-like accelerants that could increase the probability of those experimental subjects breaking out.

To understand it simply, after injecting the drug, the more unstable the mood of the experimental subject, the easier it is to stimulate the human body's potential. For example, the greater the anger, it will stimulate aggression, fear, death, etc., and it will stimulate certain things that can promote the human body. The mysterious molecule of healing.

The higher the tolerance, the less likely it is to be affected by drugs.

This situation usually occurs in elderly people with poor physical functions.

But once such a person breaks out, his body will secrete a lot more mysterious substances than ordinary people. The results of the test feedback are also more gratifying. This is roughly equivalent to the fact that the more honest the person is, the scarier the explosion will be.

However, this tolerance generally depends on individual differences and is stable.

What happened to Experimental Subject No. 37 is not normal!

Sean became interested.

He thought for a while and said decisively:

"In this case, let's focus on the test ship of Experimental Subject No. 37 and activate the two failed products on the piggy ship. I want to see the limit of the explosion of Experimental Subject No. 37!"

He showed some excitement.

Many human studies have been stuck for a long time. Perhaps just encountering a special experimental individual can bring huge breakthroughs to the entire experiment.

Sean clearly remembered that three or four years ago, the organization's research also fell into such a dilemma. In the end, a 'God' from above sent a special experimental subject, which solved the dilemma at that time and allowed the experiment to achieve results. A breakthrough.

Experimental Subject No. 37 may also be such a special experimental subject!

Hear Dr. Sean's orders.

The people below followed the instructions.

moment.

An internal communication reached Dr. Sean's ears: "Dr. Sean, Elder Gabriel, asked you why you interfered with his experimental group without permission."

Sean touched his shiny head and sneered.

On his side, as soon as he issued the order, Gabriel came over with a message, but he was concerned about Experimental Subject No. 37.

pity.

He is the supreme leader of the entire research project of the Lucifer Game Organization and can intervene in the experimental projects of the three experimental groups at will.

Gabriel is just a tool!

Why do I need to explain to him!

Sean said coldly: "Look who sent the invitation letter to Experimental Subject No. 37, asking him to take over Gabriel's laboratory!"

Since Gabriel values ​​Experimental Subject No. 37 so much, he will definitely not take the initiative to invite Experimental Subject No. 37 to join the experiment. Someone must be causing trouble.

And the only people who have the ability to do this, apart from a few "gods" above their heads, are the real core members of several organizations such as Lucifer.

Sean didn't want to waste time on Gabriel, so he decided to let these black gloves, who didn't know the real truth, have a dog-eat-dog dog-eat-dog relationship.

It's tight from above.

The research and development of God's reagent has also reached a bottleneck.

It is also for this reason.

Only those 'gods' who never like to intervene will agree to promote and cover the big moves of the Lucifer Game Organization.

Only with enough samples can we have the opportunity to break the current bottleneck and exchange human lives for progress.

Sean is not young.

He also hopes that the research progress can make another breakthrough. Even if he cannot truly live forever, he can at least break the current flawed research progress and allow himself to live a few more years.

Whoever stops him will be sent to God!

the other side.

Under the orders of Dr. Sean.

The computer in front of Gabriel was locked.

The short Lucifer walked into the laboratory again and said with a smile: "Gabriel, the superiors feel that you have been too tired recently, so they are going to let me take over your work. As for you, you can go and rest now!"

"What?"

Gabriel stood up suddenly and glared at the short Lucifer: "Are you really looking for death?"

Seeing this, Lucifer smiled contemptuously and snapped his fingers.

next moment.

The electronic door opened behind him, and two huge armed men who looked like silver-backed orangutans, wearing skull masks and over two meters tall, strode up to Gabriel. One on the left and one on the right, they stretched out two carrot fingers. He easily lifted Gabriel up into the air and walked outside.

Facing the inhuman products of the two laboratories, Gabriel did not resist. He just stared at Lucifer who was mocking him with his dark brown eyes under the pale mask.

Gabriel watched as Rapture slipped out.

Lucifer spat: "A bastard who joined in mid-stream actually wants to take my place!"

Outside the laboratory, in the passage.

Gabriel was put down.

He walked back to the electronic door and tried to re-enter.

The dazzling red light was telling him that his authority had been reduced.

Now, he is just an ordinary elder.

Gabriel stood there and slowly closed his eyes. After a long time, he slowly took off his pale mask, revealing a face that looked like melted ice cream with exposed gums.

He was like a skeleton crawling out of purgatory, his eyeballs protruding from flesh and blood moved, his pale gums that were not covered by flesh and blood opened and closed, and he looked at the heavy iron door with a crazy smile.

Fuck the mission!

Lucifer!

And Sean!

If Dean dies, I will let you be buried with him!

the other side.

On the large cruise ship, after a search, everyone returned without success.

Those bastards had already thought of various situations. Barton and the others couldn't do it even if they wanted to go fishing in the sea, not to mention finding tools they could use.

There are no tools available!

Because everywhere under the ship is closed by thick alloy doors.

The only areas where they can actually move are the deck and the place where they wake up.

Not to mention rubbing your hands on the radio station to ask for help.

If you want to eat fish, you have to risk yourself by jumping into the sea.

If you want to drink water, you have to pray to God for rain.

Barton looked at the demoralized people and sighed, and could only sigh: "It's okay without food, but without enough water replenishment, we won't last long. Now we can only try to disassemble those cameras and the collars around our necks. Let’s see if we can find a chance to call for help!”

Everyone is not stupid.

Since those perverts dared to all leave and leave them here, they must have tampered with the cameras and neck collars.

But in order to find opportunities to save themselves.

They can only try!

Barton and others once again set their sights on those game masters.

no way.

Most of this group of people are otakus and otakus who rarely exercise. They are either fat or nerdy, and they are easy to bully.

Facing another threat.

Several game masters huddled pitifully and looked at the other seven sports experts as if pleading.

As a result, seven people turned their heads in unison.

They knew that when the cannon fodder was used up, Barton and others would target them, but now that there was no food and water, it would not be so fast.

If the fist doesn't land on the face, no one will feel pain.

"How about you choose two people, one to pull out the camera, and the other to pull out the collar from your own neck?"

Barton said with a smile.

This sentence made the originally frightened team of game masters take the initiative to look warily at their companions around them.

Just when the atmosphere on the ship became increasingly tense.

Dean suddenly knocked on the metal fence: "Look ahead!"

On the sea level in the distance, a dilapidated and old ship bow appeared in sight.

This is a freighter with some history!