When Hamr’s "normal play" fell into Alzheir’s disease, Zhou Qingfeng and Lucy faced an extrely thorny problem.
No one knew who the old man contacted or what ssages he sent when he was clear-headed. The old man himself couldn’t rember.
What’s worse, Hamr’s phone was custom-made, and to prevent loss or being snatched and leaking classified information, the phone’s calls and ssages wouldn’t be automatically saved.
All the records had to be manually selected and input into the "mo" to be retained.
Hamr usually relied on this "mo" to recall the things he did and the people he contacted. And now...
"Grandpa, you really can’t rember anything? Not even the mo?" Lucy stared intently at her grandfather.
She had just seen Hamr fiercely set out to punish Dias, but in the blink of an eye, the old man seed to have turned into a different person, looking bewildered.
Hamr frowned, stamred for a long ti, and finally spread his hands helplessly, "How about... I make those calls again? Ask who I contacted and what arrangents I made?"
"Forget it." Lucy shook her head, "Your performance just now was indeed impressive, full of montum, and very inspiring, rallying everyone’s strength.
But if you now reveal your biggest weakness—amnesia, those you inspired will feel deceived, and will unhesitatingly abandon you and turn to Dias.
After all, Dias is not a senile old fool.
Then we are really dood!"
Hamr lowered his head, lanting, "Maybe I really should die. I can’t accomplish anything, can’t even rember such small things..."
Lucy sighed, her gaze turning to Zhou Qingfeng beside her. She took a deep breath and slowly said:
"Fortunately, I know a bit about the ’Tree of Justice’, and have prepared for this day for ten years. Now, I have to coach this guy to step in and replace you, Grandpa."
Zhou Qingfeng was stunned, looking at Lucy in shock, "What do you an? Replace Mr. Hamr? ?"
Lucy nodded, "That’s right, you need to play the role of the legendary CIA agent, the founder of the ’Tree of Justice’, and the illustrious ’Shadow King’ for decades."
"But I can’t even fake being an FBI agent, let alone a legendary agent?" Zhou Qingfeng’s eyes widened, not knowing how to respond for a mont.
"That’s because you’re too dumb, inexperienced. But you’re not without advantages, at least your physique is genuinely strong. As long as you don’t use your brain, it’s not a problem."
Thinking about how this guy carried her and soared on the rooftop, Lucy felt a thrill. It was truly a rare life experience.
"Using your brain, leave that to ." Lucy turned and walked towards the room, opening a hidden cabinet, and took out a tablet.
She handed the items to Zhou Qingfeng, saying seriously, "Here is the core information of the ’Tree of Justice,’ as well as Grandpa’s personal notes.
You just need to read them and rember so key information. For example, the nas and backgrounds of the people within the organization."
"Is this all it takes to impersonate your grandfather?" Zhou Qingfeng was skeptical. The physical difference between him and Old Hamr was too large, impossible to fake.
Lucy smiled, "You don’t need to impersonate Grandpa himself, just display his prowess. Like how you never t Dias but were forced into hiding by his prowess."
Zhou Qingfeng instantly understood, "So I just need to cause trouble, right?"
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At this mont, Dias had already felt Zhou Qingfeng’s "prowess"—the two "cleaners" he sent to track Lucy had sent back dozens of on-site photos of "rooftop leaping."
In the photos, the rooftop railings were noticeably bent by external force, and there were several clear footprints left on the rooftop.
These details made Dias frown, yet extrely excited.
With simple chanical calculations, one could reverse-engineer the force Zhou Qingfeng exerted when leaping off the roof.
The results showed that Zhou Qingfeng’s thigh strength far surpassed that of an ordinary person, reaching 1.5 tis that of a professional athlete, particularly in explosiveness, which was astounding.
What shocked Dias even more was that the current data indicated Zhou Qingfeng’s physical fitness still had room for further improvent.
The report from the two "cleaners" also ntioned no traces suggesting Lucy had made the jump.
Lucy was not a woman skilled in physical activities; her body evidently could not complete such a high-difficulty leap.
Therefore, the only explanation was—Zhou Qingfeng carried her, about one hundred and fifty pounds, and jumped across the gap between the two apartnt buildings.
"A marvelous man..." The two "cleaners" did not know who he was or his exact identity, but their intuition told them this man was no ordinary person.
Dias, however, knew of Zhou Qingfeng’s existence. He quickly linked the "rooftop leap" with the previous "Governor Hunt," reaching an accurate conclusion: "Victor found Lucy."
His gaze then fell on a docunt at hand, provided by the military biochemical laboratory on the "X" project report.
Compared to the conservative research within ’Dongda’, US Military researchers were much bolder.
They not only conducted cheap experints using illegal immigrants in the United States but also utilized over four hundred overseas military bases, exploiting nurous refugees from wars and famines for secret research.
According to the report, most elderly, weak, and sick individuals infected with the first generation "X" virus would quickly die, while young and healthy individuals would experience an acute phase similar to the flu, followed by gaining immunity.
However, a very small number of young and healthy individuals would exhibit significant enhancent phenona—their strength, speed, and endurance would greatly increase, almost identical to Zhou Qingfeng’s performance.
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