Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty-Three, Nonsensory and Extrasensory
“580,581,582…”
“654,655,666…”
"Well... Damn, 01,02,03..."
In the darkness, time was slowly passing, and Veple had counted again countless times. The surroundings were so quiet that there was no basic reference. Although she could tap the handrail with her fingers, it was different from the sound of the pendulum and the sound of the water droplets, and it could not last long.
Her body is not exhausted, and the chair is of high quality, but after working for a long time, there will be problems. Veple thoughtfully, if someone suddenly untied her, she could get up and escape immediately, even if she was still wearing the silk pajamas, it wouldn't matter.
But the imprisoner had no such plan.
The other party didn't even intend to take the damn tumbling ball out of her mouth.
The injection of normal saline and glucose is her current source of nutrition, and it is simply amazing. The other party seemed to know that she could estimate the passage of time by changing the injection bag, so she put the stent that hung the bag far away from her!
Maintaining basic nutrition obviously cannot satisfy the contracted stomach. The more time passes, the more she will have to endure the torment of hunger. This is definitely not a pain that can be easily endured. Think about the historical cases of being forced to the limit to devour the flesh and blood of children. Not to eat a meal can make people hungry, let alone how long has it been?
As for urination... it's not a problem.
Someone came over on the way, and Veple estimated that it was five minutes. The man took off her pants and installed a catheter for her...
It's so damning, but Viple knows that this situation will not last long, and people cannot live with glucose injection for a long time, which is physiological common sense.
But how long will this last?
"It's not done yet after so long?"
On the fourth floor of the institute, the emergency research team office was established. Alice walked behind the two programmers: "Now this is... this guy is going to Greenland!?"
Monica complained on the other side: "Greenland has no internet."
"When, of course there is no network." The programmer was about to cry: "This is another false address provided by the other party, according to the international geographical distribution of the existing IP number..."
"It's not a broiler, but a fictitious IP address." Alice leaned over: "This skill is very serious, but we have only started the first step of tracking after a few hours after the incident. Of course, the other party had already prepared the most perfect defense means..."
The cyber war officially started, and it is now the fourth day. Two seven-person teams took shifts day and night, searching for the traces of the remote hacker 24x7. But once the battle started, it was deadlocked. The other party hid his IP address behind all computers in the world, from inducing thinking to maze traps, from being baited to running around the world to repeatedly jumping between several fixed addresses. According to Alice, the other party was simply Lu Ban alive, and he gave thirty-two praises for this mechanism!
"Monica, can you guess his true identity? Germans? Or from Eastern Europe, or simply a Soviet scientist?"
Monica stood here swayingly. For several days, she was one of the people who cared about the most about this cyber war.
"It is definitely the most likely Germans. After World War II, many Nazi scientists flew around the world, and it is also possible to change jobs or cultivate a master in the field of computers. Although Eniac was invented by our United States, missiles were also invented by them. This foundation..."
So the idea was once again deadlocked because the clue of Drakken Company has reached a dead end, and there are only two new clues at present.
"I'll go downstairs and see Brody, don't you keep up?"
"Uh...I'll take a look at them...to play with computers."
Alice smiled silently. For several days, Monica has turned against the original norm and always stayed away from the second floor as much as possible. A young man lay on the hospital bed every day, and no matter who he saw, he had a bright smile on his face. How could she get close to him at will?
The two employees' private Xiaojiu let them go slowly. Alice's purpose of visiting was very simple.
The room on the second floor of the institute has become a temporary medical room. The bed is displayed with electrocardiogram equipment and various medical equipment. Brudy lies comfortably on the bed, and there is also a beautiful view outside the sunny window on the other side to enjoy. This is the office location, and people will take time to chat with him every day, but it is not as dense as a headache. At this moment, when Alice pushes the door open, he is the only one in the room.
"Hey, boss." Brody looked at the magazine and looked up and said, "You are here."
"Everyone is busy upstairs and downstairs!" Alice walked around the ward with her little hands on her back. This was an empty room, so the layout was exactly the same as the hospital ward. In addition to the fact that the window area was too large, there was even the smell of disinfectant water everywhere!
Brody put down the magazine. He was wearing a hospital uniform and the soldier's head was carefully taken care of. Although he was a hospital, he was a character who could make countless young nurses feel happy.
In the end, Alice would not be confused by his bright smile, and she waved her hand carelessly, "Show me your wound."
Brudy lifted the quilt and lifted up her top as she said.
Well, the muscle mass is pretty good.
The gauze had obviously just been replaced, but now it was 108,000 years before the critical illness. Alice pulled the gauze down without hesitation. The perfect abdominal muscles, well, and then the six bullet holes. Although it was only five days before and after, the new meat grew well, and the pink belly was obviously going to be completely cured in another week.
"Is that amazing...?" Alice smacked her lips and said, "It seems that I will take a look at Drov's latest progress later. If we can develop many advanced models in one go like Iron Man's suit, then you can really become... Batman?"
But there is no intention of underestimating it. It is 800 pounds of clean and jerk, and catches the arrow shot by the Green Arrow with bare hands. Its speed is comparable to that of the best human sprinter. Its endurance is comparable to that of the human decathlon champion. It holds breath underwater for 5 minutes and 15 seconds. It also has the flexibility of Chinese acrobats and Olympic gymnastics champions. Although these events are taken out, it seems that "it's just that", but if it is really combined...
Didn't you see that Batman boss really ignored all ordinary minions who are not super criminals? That's also included special forces!
"Batman... that's an amazing person." Since he mentioned this topic, Brudy also looked at his body. He clenched his fists, and the joints crackled, and the muscles on his arms swelled up. At a glance, he knew that it was not a fancy fist.
"So take care of the wound as soon as possible, man, and then we still have some experiments that require you to participate." Alice looked at her subordinates happily, but she was not afraid of being irritant: "As soon as Soma was launched, most of the manpower of the research team was doing logistics support, and Drov was much free, so you had to find something for him~"
"Boss, I think it should be fine now." Brudy frowned, always lying on the bed without any trouble. He had plenty of time to think about it: "The user of the enhancer has the ability to move under a mild injury, which should be very important. You have also seen the ability to resilience in these wounds. Even if you do some large-scale activities, it will be delayed by three or two days?"
The bullet penetrated the wound, and the five-mm small-caliber projectile was shot at zero-distance and failed to penetrate the internal organs, but was only embedded in the abdominal muscle layer. This was a miraculous result. The defense and then the recovery force were fully displayed. The tender red color and light wounds, and even large-scale bleeding were stopped, only five days before and after.
"It makes sense. After all, in the long run, it is impossible for us to make every injured soldier receive treatment immediately. The ability to continue fighting on the battlefield with temporary medical measures and self-resilience is indeed the information that needs to be collected. In this way, Broody, after you have lunch today, he will immediately report to Drove. I believe he is happy to have another gusset mouse on hand."
This sentence touched Brody's nerves: "By the way, that female spy..."
"It's still closed." Alice smiled and said, "Drov has been analyzing the ingredients of her smotherapeutic agent these two days. Speaking of which, man, have you been sprayed twice by that thing, how do you feel?"
"...Dimyos." Brudy frowned: "So after being shot, I couldn't stand up for a long time, and even my breathing rate weakened, which made the woman think I was dead. This is much more powerful than drugs such as ether."
"Ether is a grandson in front of it." Alice waved her hand and said, "Okay, then you can rest first. Anyway, the wound has recovered well. I've agreed to go to the basement to report after lunch, and I'll go down first!"
After speaking, she left the room by herself without waiting for Brody to reply.
"Uh..." Brody opened her mouth. He was about to ask whether Monica was "top" or "bottom" now, but the boss ran away.
"It's better to be on top, if she's still on the bottom...what is the female spy?"
Brudinhan said to himself that he only knew that the woman was imprisoned, but how could she be detained? No one told him about the interrogation. After all, he also shot the knife in the end. What is it to tell him without telling him anything?
Depressed, Brody took another deep breath and closed her eyes.
Dongdong!
In the darkness, he could hear the sound of his heart beating, which was obvious. But it should be an illusion. He could even hear the sound of blood flowing in the arteries, which was a bit exaggerated.
The hearing is excellent. Although it is far from being able to eavesdrop on the bed of a couple across the street like Thuer and Little Aida, it is like installing a biosensor in his mind. His intuitive understanding of his body has suddenly risen to a new level from scratch.
"It feels great to assist with sniping without taking a deep breath!"
Chapter completed!