The next morning, as if nothing had happened, I got up to exercise as usual.

On the grass beside the forest, doing handstand push-ups.

After fifty consecutive times, a large amount of sweat seeped upward from the cheeks into the corners of the eyes, and the salt stimulated the eyeballs, causing a scratchy and stinging sensation. The sweat continued upward to join the sweat on the top of the head, and finally condensed into water droplets hanging on the ends of the hair. When holding the handstand,

When his arms were straightened, the vibration caused dozens of drops of sweat to fall down, wetting a small patch of grass above his head.

The veins on Wang Hu's arms bulged, and his muscles trembled slightly, as if he was approaching his limit.

At this moment, a police car suddenly turned into the woods and stopped in front of the cabin.

Wang Hu exhaled a breath, and his body was as white as a dragon and a snake.

The body sank slightly, and the hands that were originally suspended on the grass pressed down on the grass, and continued to do handstand push-ups without stopping. But compared with just now, I saw that it was much easier.

"Tell me! Is it you?" Hansen, a young policeman, slammed the door and got out of the car. With his hand on the handle of his gun, he stood in front of the upside-down Wang Hu and asked fiercely.

"What am I?" Wang Hu said as he concentrated on training.

"Did you do the death of old Becker?"

"Who is old Becker? Can you tell the truth for once?"

Hansen took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. "Becker is my partner, the respectable old policeman who investigated the shooting case with me yesterday. I know he threatened you at the time, and he stopped after half a day.

There was an accident, and I want to know if it has anything to do with you!"

"No, I didn't go out all day yesterday. It has nothing to do with me. And why did you come to ask me if something happened to him?" Wang Hu said slowly, his breath returning to calmness.

If you listen with your eyes closed, you won't even believe that this person is standing on his head.

Hansen choked at the rhetorical question, and shouted back angrily, "Shut up, I'm asking you now, you just need to answer my question!" The young policeman looked stern but felt guilty.

"Listen, kid." Wang Hu stopped his handstand support and turned over to stand in front of the young policeman.

He was a full head taller than his opponent, and his figure was even more oppressive. Hansen was so frightened that he took half a step back, and his hand involuntarily clenched the handle of the gun.

"I don't know what accident happened to him, and I don't care. But I know that his words yesterday involved racial discrimination. You were serving the community at the time. In principle, I will take a step back and actively cooperate with your work.

, but this is not the reason for you to push your limits!"

"What I said yesterday is everything I know. I'm an immigrant, but I'm also a member of the Teamsters Union! If you insist on asking again, I will have the union's lawyer come and talk to you and discuss you.

issues of racial discrimination.”

"union?"

"I have been driving a truck for eight years and am a full member of the Truckers Union in Frankfort."

"Fake," Hansen said a curse word in his heart when he heard the Truck Drivers Union, and for the first time he realized that he shouldn't have come.

The Truck Drivers Union is a very united group that can influence some votes. Especially after realizing its advantages, the union has taken the initiative to speak out many times during the general election, and even caused trouble to fight for benefits and to show its presence.

Today, the Trucking Union has become a high-profile blue-collar representative.

There are only two things that must be taken seriously in this country: votes and strikes (taxation is life).

Votes are power, strikes are a show of power.

No matter how low the lower limit is, as long as there are votes, there will be support from politicians, and the more money you have, the better. The Teamsters Union is such an organization. With high income, a lot of dissatisfaction, and concentrated votes, it can be called a fighter among blue-collar workers.

When it came to the union, Hansen immediately knew that he couldn't afford to offend him. In fact, if the old Becker knew that he was a member of the union, including Senator Stephanie Timothy behind him, they would not choose Wang Hu as a breakthrough point.

Hansen came today with no intention of seeking justice for the old policeman, and he never really doubted Wang Hu. Wang Hu seemed to be a muscular and simple-minded type at first glance. He did not look like someone who could design an elaborate locked room murder case.

It seems that if Wang Hu wants to kill Old Becker, the most likely way is to drag him into the woods and strangle him directly, and then go to a bar to get drunk.

But he had to come because old Becker was his partner.

Some people may not understand the Western police partner culture. In their values, the so-called ability, law-abiding, hatred of evil, etc. are not necessary factors for becoming a partner.

Partners should have shared dirty money, visited strip clubs, drank beer and watched football, and protected each other. Only then can they be considered qualified partners.

We are a group, and we share the good and bad things together. If one person dies, the other person has the obligation to take revenge, and it has nothing to do with justice.

Old Becker's death was entirely his own fault, and this point has reached a consensus in the police department. But everyone can think so, except Hansen, because he is not a "partner" enough.

So regarding the death of old Becker, he had to act like "I'm very sad and want to find someone to vent to."

If he doesn't do it, he won't be able to stand on his own. If he does it, he will find that he kicked the iron plate...

"I'll keep an eye on you!" Hansen finally said and left in a hurry.

【bluff, he won't come again.】

The Human Death System could see through the little policeman's lies. Wang Hu nodded in agreement. This was obvious.

"I only know that he is delaying my time to train source energy."

Turning upside down in front of the rising sun, with each exhalation and inhalation, a thin layer of light emerged from the body again. It covered the surface of the body, lifted the body up a few millimeters, and floated above the top of the grass.

The muscles in the body were tense and returned to the state of being like carrying a thousand pounds.

This is a method specially used in the army to train source energy. It combines ancient and modern times, and uses both Chinese and Western methods. The effect is... so-so.

…

A few blocks away, the police car driven by a worried Hansen was stopped by a black Audi.

Two men in black stood in front of him, holding an ID card open against their faces.

"Conservatorship, we want to know what you told him, Officer Hansen."

*****

"The police are here to trouble you again?" Zhang Xue, who was riding to the forest cabin, happened to pass by a police car.

"It's you who are causing trouble for me!" Looking at the tips of the lady's shoes that were walking in front of him, Wang Hu had to sink to the ground again and said angrily. "It's nothing, it's just a follow-up to the investigation the day before yesterday. Something seems to have happened to that old policeman.

, routine inquiry...why are you here again?"

Zhang Xue immediately raised his eyebrows, "Don't you welcome me when I come?"

Looking at Zhang Xue's expression, it suddenly merged with Li Qingqiu's angry look.

The synthetic human is so blessed that he suddenly knows what he should do...

"Welcome to the forest cabin as a guest, I just thought you had returned to China."

Wang Hu said against his will, feeling very speechless in his heart.

When the host Liaolan showed him the possibility of extending his life, Wang Hu's desire to survive was stronger than ever.

This is how people are. When life comes to an end, there is no difference between a day or two more and a day or two less. They are just eating and waiting to die. But once they know that there is a way to extend life, the desire to survive written in the genes will explode.

Come and burst out with unparalleled enthusiasm!

People are different if there is a "future" and if there is no "future".

Synths are no exception!

However, normal people will become excited, radical, and even desperate after seeing the light in despair; but Wang Hu is a synthetic human and relies on his strong rationality to suppress all impulses. He understands that the most important thing at the moment is to proceed step by step.

Dual training of physical body and psychic ability to restore combat effectiveness.

Only by being a tool person can you gain longevity. You must first become a qualified tool person.

But during exercise, his high-speed brain can't help but plan for the "future" life. This is human nature.

It's just that the computing power of synthetic humans is too powerful, and Wang Hu planned it very carefully... He even thought about what kind of wallpaper to use when renovating the cabin in the future.

And Xixi’s orders are already on the way.

From task preparation, task execution to life planning, the schedule is fully booked.

At this time, I hate the "unexpected factor" the most!
Chapter completed!