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Chapter 7 Same Path, Different Paths

In the early morning, the safety house of Jinjiang City-rural fringe was silent, and the air was filled with choking haze. The street lights in the distance were dim and dim. A cat jumped from the wall quietly, landed in front of the load truck, and walked away slowly.

I don’t know when ten container trucks were parked on the side of the road, occupying most of the already narrow road surface. This was an illegal parking, but neither the traffic police nor the urban management showed up.

At three o'clock, the door of the container opened, and pairs of military boots stepped on the ground, with the sound of rapid footsteps and the sound of low commands. The 300 special police and armed police forces were ready to go. The snipers who were ambushing the commanding heights in advance also opened the disguise net, revealing the black muzzle. The radio commands were frequent. One kilometer away, the leaders of the municipal bureau and the armed police detachment were in charge to ensure that the operation code-named "Lightning" was foolproof.

According to reliable information, a large-scale terrorist attack is being planned in the urban-rural fringe area. These thugs have been brainwashed by reactionary forces abroad. They have weapons and explosives, which are extremely dangerous. The provincial department has clear requirements that if they do not surrender voluntarily, they can be shot dead on the spot. In other words, there is no living mouth left.

The battle of the armed police has always been the leader, and this time is no exception. A sergeant chariot was pressing the formation. The armed police commandos surrounded the target courtyard with skillful and standard combat formations. Everything was ready. At the command of the command, more than a dozen shock bombs, smoke bombs, and tear gas bombs broke through the window glass and threw them into the room. Then the door hammer opened the way. The vanguard wearing heavy body armor pushed the shield and rushed in. The commandos wearing gas masks rushed in. There were red laser rays everywhere, but there was no one in the room.

The cunning enemy had already noticed that danger was approaching and fled under the police's nose. The commandos breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, someone found a suspicious box hanging on the ceiling, and the red lights were flashing rapidly. The numbers showed the countdown: 3~2~1

It was too late to retreat, and the commandos had only time to shout and lie down!

The well-trained team members fell to the ground in an instant. When the leaders in the command center heard this heart-wrenching shout, they knew something was wrong, and they were afraid they would encounter a time bomb.

But there was no explosion. With a click, the box lid was lifted and the room was flying around. A team member picked up the flyer and browsed it. He found that the whole article was full of complaints about Future Technology and Ji Yuqian, claiming that the brain network and the new human plan would ruin the world.

The commando took off his helmet and scratched his head in confusion. He graduated from high school and joined the army for many years. He has received military education. His thoughts are relatively simple. He can't figure out a great company like Future Technology, which brings glory to the Chinese in the world and provides free drugs for cancer patients. The most important thing is that the game on the Internet of Brain is so fun. What kind of brain-dead patients will resist Future Technology?

"Captain, they are not, they are a bunch of psychopaths." The team member handed the flyer to his superior, an armed police captain.

The captain knocked off the flyer with a face and shouted, "Don't look around!"

Several tall men in black took over the scene. The commandos were already burly men carefully selected by the Armed Police Detachment, but compared with these people, they were like elementary school students standing in front of adults.

"Which unit are they from?" a team member asked in a low voice.

"From the Counter-Terrorism Department," the captain replied. In fact, he didn't know where these two-meter-high giants came from.

These people are security guards of Future Technology. After inspection, there was no explosives in the room. However, a secret passage connecting the subway tunnel was searched. The suspect had disappeared without a trace, and the dispatch of police dogs to follow and chase him was ineffective. The operation was declared a failure.

Due to the large number of participating units and many people and the mixed talk, the truth about the goal is not the anti-genetic transformation organization. This is the first time that the Resistance Organization has made public claims and has not attracted any attention, because in the eyes of the public, Future Technology is just a company, and there is no difference between Alibaba, Tencent, Baidu and Wanda.

...

January 24, 2020, New Year's Eve.

In a villa by the Chao Phraya River in Bangkok, Thailand, an immigrant from China is having a dinner party. CCTV's Spring Festival Gala is usually placed on the TV. Even in China, not everyone in every place likes to watch this program, let alone overseas Chinese, but at this moment, the family's eyes are focused on the screen, including their guests, a middle-aged white man with a tired face.

On the screen is a special guest from CCTV, the founder of Future Technology, Ji Yugan, the world's number one diamond king. He combines scientists, entrepreneurs and celebrities, and has hundreds of millions of fans around the world. Whether it is to compare appearance, talent, or wealth, no one in the world can match Ji Yugan.

At this moment, he was singing on the stage, a group of men and women were dancing hard, and the audience was applauding constantly, and the camera switched, and fans from all over the country were in a state of madness. It is believed that the increasingly declining ratings of the Spring Festival Gala will rise by a steep slope of 90 degrees this year, which all depends on Ji Yu's super appeal.

"In history, there was a person who achieved one-tenth of his effect on the Spring Festival Gala stage." Dang Huanshan sighed, "That was the time when a singer named Fei Xiang swept across China in 1987, and it was a fire in winter."

"If you want, you can go back to 1987 to check it out," said the white man sitting opposite him. When was he the organization's number one enemy, former head of the Monsanto Gene project, Dr. Hannibal Cunningham, who wanted to kill him.

The former opponents are now both worldly fallen people. For the sake of their common enemies, Hannibal formed an alliance with the resistance organization with the goal of defeating Ji Yugan, destroying his new human plan, and implementing his own set.

Everyone sitting at the table has different purposes and is no exaggeration to describe it as having their own ulterior motives. The technology of genetic modification has emerged and cannot be ignored. It can only be carried out in its own way. Party Patriotic thinks this way, and Hannibal thinks this way. Even Liu Yanzhi does not reject the theory of genetic modification evolution. When Ji Yu is defeated and the future technology goes bankrupt, the allies on this table will instantly become life-and-death opponents.

"If possible, I want to go back to the day you met in Hong Kong." Liu Yan said straight, "Professor Dang told me that he had officially declared war on Monsanto, but the fact is that you signed a bet agreement, and everyone here knows it, but I am the only one who keeps me in the dark, right?"

Hannibal shrugged, indicating that he was accused.

Dang Maitou was a little embarrassed and said embarrassedly: "It's me wrong, Yanzhi, at that time, I was mainly afraid that you would not be able to turn this corner."
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