Chapter 105 The wonderful uses of tanks

After pausing, Comto emphasized: "I watched her sleep with my own eyes."

An Feng shook his head, and he tried his best to look at the window. In a daze, he seemed to see a figure standing in front of the window, looking at it. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the window again. The scene he just saw suddenly seemed to be that the window was still the same window, dark inside, and there was no trace of light. Instead, the lights on the lawn were hazy, like fog, setting the courtyard like exquisite toys.

An Feng lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and asked Com to walk into the backyard. The two walked to the end of the flower stream, walked around a Japanese grass pavilion, and came to a corner of the courtyard. A gun barrel suddenly appeared in the swaying shadows... An Feng walked towards the shade of the tree. There were dense branches here. When people walked by, flowers and flowers brushed their faces, and they pushed away these branches that were in trouble. At the end of the gun barrel was a charming Nl tank.

"There are really tanks," Comt was startled: "Are you kidding?"

An Feng patted the tank's body and replied: "It's pretending, but this is... the anti-eavesdropping center."

After lifting the dense notes, An Feng invited Comto to enter the tank together.

The tank is ten meters long and can accommodate four to five people. After loading ammunition, it is full ton of weight. An Feng sat in the driver's seat and leisurely turned on the equipment switch one by one. As the tank started with a loud bang, Comtu was surprised again: "It's the same, it can start."

This is not a toy. The barrel of this tank has not been dismantled. If it can be activated, it means: if it is installed with shells, it is a war fortress. Of course, without shells, it can block all electrons from disturbance, electronic monitoring, and even prevent nuclear radiation.

An Feng turned on the radio calmly, and the soft music echoed in the tank. When the defense device in the car was activated, An Feng said to Comto, who was sitting on the shell loading hand, "We can continue. This is the safest place. I have decided that if you have any secret conversations in the future, I will invite people here to chat privately."

With this tank, the small dark room and other things are all floating clouds.

Comto swallowed several times in a row and asked Yu Baba: "How much ammunition is there on you?"

An Feng glanced at Comb reproachfully: "This is not the key."

"Well, what are you going to... treat my daughter?"

An Feng grinned silently, and he turned around and fiddled with the computer on the tank, explaining: "I was in a hurry when I went out and only sent them a confirmation signal. I guess they have developed a countermeasure now."

The computer screen flashed, and Dr. Tom's face appeared on the screen. He asked anxiously: "Is this communication line safe?

An Feng nodded: "Safe."

Comt grinned and rolled his eyes quietly: Can it be unsafe in this war machine?

"I want to confirm again, are you sure she can hear the subtle sounds in the distance?"

"I'm sure, she told me in person that she heard my phone conversation with... my girlfriend."

"That conversation...isn't there any leaks?"

"Yes, my girlfriend is a civilian. She doesn't know what career I do. She thinks I'm still in college."

"We will help you with the transfer procedures right away, and you will be admitted to Columbia University Medical School as an ordinary student - we have an exchange program with that school, and this will be done seamlessly."

Susanna knew that An Feng is now a nurse, which is a bachelor's degree, and a doctor's degree. Most medical schools have high tuition fees, so many nurses go to work after finishing their undergraduate degree, earn enough tuition before continuing to study for a doctorate qualification. An Feng interrupted his studies, which can be said to be... to take care of Susanna who was seriously injured and unconscious. In this way, possible loopholes will be filled.

"I want to know: What is the worst case?"

Dr. Tom saw Comt behind the camera, he pondered for a moment and said frankly: "The experimental subject has an abnormality, which is not what we want. We didn't want to create a smooth ear because it is not practical. With the development of modern technology, people can easily hear the most secret sound of rays in the depths of the seabed, and we don't need to create a human-shaped eavesdropping device.

Just now, after the simulation experiment, our simulation experiment found that no abnormalities were found. The bone completion met the requirements, the fusion of muscles and new bones was perfect, and her control of strength would gradually be coordinated... No, the electronic device reflects everything is normal, and the logical operation shows that she is normal. The only explanation is: she may only be sensitive to the sounds she is interested in.

This is a normal physiological phenomenon, but it is also a bit fantastic and a bit contrary to logic. For example, the mother is particularly sensitive to the crying sound of her baby. When she chats with others, others have no feelings, but the mother can hear her baby's turnover, awakening, and crying. On the electronic instrument, what we sense at the same time may be a messy and superimposed noise signal.

Of course, in order to confirm this, we will conduct more experiments, but the problem now is...you go as planned. You will continue to play a beloved boyfriend who cares about and cares about the patient, and persuade the patient to cooperate with our physical examination. What needs to be adjusted is: we will withdraw all surveillance personnel, and the patient's physical condition will be presented by the rehabilitation hospital in the future for examination and review, the patient's mood and rational changes, you will transmit these to us through secret channels.

Please remember that your current task is: protect the experimental subject and not let her suffer any harm. At the same time, quietly observe the growth of the experimental subject without exposing herself. Yes, be a bystander, only one bystander.

We believe that since the experimental subject has a high IQ and a very keen observation, we cannot do any more tests. We decided: You don’t have to contact us actively in the future. Your task is to stay by her like a signal receiver and record everything that happens- do you understand?"

An Feng took a deep breath and replied: "I understand, be a bystander, just be a bystander."

Comtuo quietly breathed a sigh of relief and interrupted, "Hey, thank you, I owe you a favor."

Comfort is talking to Dr. Tom - secret conversations between agents generally do not mention the other party's name.

Dr. Tom accepted the other party’s thanks and then added: “Tomorrow, the Rehabilitation Hospital will conduct a comprehensive examination of her. We hope she will start working within a week. She will be on duty at a Brooklyn police station, which is a ‘citizen police station,…”

The so-called civilian police station is actually... a police station contracted by civilians. In order to save expenses, the government allocates some streets, calculates public security funds based on the number of street residents, and then contracts them by civilians. This is the civilian police station. The contractors of the civilian police station still need to obtain the qualifications of police officers before they can go to the street to enforce the law. They enjoy the treatment of police officers. The judicial department recognizes their law enforcement power, but they do not belong to the civil servants. Their medical insurance and social security are paid by the contractor...

The Hollywood movie "Robot Men" describes a "civilian police station". The police station's police work was contracted by an urban development company. The company's vice president designed a giant robot policeman to patrol instead of human police...

Combe tilted his mouth and was a little dissatisfied. The civilian police station was filled with bounty hunters, fast gunmen full of desire to kill, crazy detectives who worked hard in life, saints with a sense of justice, etc. In order to save money, such police stations always like to use people as donkeys. Working in such police stations requires strong physical strength and rigid steel and thick nerve tissue.

But there was no way, Dr. Tom's subordinates had a grace. As a new human being, as a new experimental body and a new weapon, he must push Susanna to the most dangerous and tense place to inspect his achievements. This arrangement cannot be avoided, and Comt can only keep his mouth silent.

Dr. Tom on the screen disappeared, and An Feng re-tweaked the screen to the sports station. According to this, Yankee Stadium, not far away, just ended a professional baseball game and is now replaying the game. This is the routine of midnight games.

Amid the noise of the audience on the court, An Feng handed over a wine glass.

Everyone is an old agent, so naturally he knows what to do. After the secret call is over, the cover-up work that should be done is essential. Comtu took the wine glass and said to An Feng: "Switch up the voice..."

The noise was rising high. At this time, on the 73rd, a player from Puerto Rico, an overseas state in the United States, made a beautiful long hit. Comto excitedly touched An Feng's wine glass and shouted: "Come on."

The two of them drank happily and when they filled the wine glasses again, Susanna's head was poked out from the tank hatch cover. She looked around curiously. The two in the tank cabin looked at her in amazement. An Feng held the wine bottle and Comt held the wine glass and couldn't drink it. At this time, the striker hit another hit. Susanna waved her fist and shouted: "It's great."

The shout was not enthusiastic. Susanna said it in a narrative tone, as if telling An Feng what skirt she would wear tomorrow.

After saying that, Susanna slipped out and crawled into the tank, looked east and west, and said curiously: "There is really a tank? But I have never seen a tank equipped with leather seats and audio and video in the car. How much does this tank cost? Leather seats are not fire-proof, can they be driven onto the battlefield?"

The two men in the car recovered. An Feng stretched out his hand and took out a new wine glass from somewhere. He got a little wine and greeted him, "Drink a little, no problem."

Susanna took the cup and explained, "I can't sleep. I've been sleeping for a long time. Now I want to walk around...I walked to the garden and saw that there was light here. Kane, will there be a game tomorrow? Can I accompany me to see it?"

An Feng raised his glass and touched Susanna for a moment, and his eyes turned to the screen: "It won't work tomorrow. The hospital will come for a review tomorrow. I will also go out to do some private matters... This tank was standard when it left the factory. It cost me $5 million and it cost 00,000 to modify it. I think it's worth it."

"You are so extravagant," Susanna blurted out, and Comto nodded vigorously to agree.

"What do you think of it as a wine cabinet, or a TV room?" Susanna asked staring at the screen and shaking her wine glass.

"It has many functions," An Feng proudly patted the seat and said: "With good dust and radiation protection, it can be ⊥It is competent for the functions of a cigar tobacco room. Susanna, smoking cigars here is a pleasure. Its powerful air filtration and purification capabilities can ensure that the courtyard will never be polluted. Even if I hold a cigar tasting session here, I can't smell any smoke outside."

"I admit, this function is really enviable," Comto said. "Why didn't I expect that tanks can be used as cigar rooms."

"Once this thing starts, it will be constant temperature and humidity in the cabin, and it will be noise-proof. Listen to rock and watch the game here, and you will not be afraid of shouting, rolling and stomping your feet, and you will not be afraid of those who are disturbed by noise to shoot and shoot."

Susanna burst into laughter, Comb's eyes lit up, and she quickly asked, "Constant temperature and humidity...where is your cigar hidden?"

An Feng flicked the instrument twice. Comtu felt a vibration of the machine under his butt. He blinked his eyes and two shell-like suitcases appeared on the automatic loading belt. The suitcase was transported to Comtu by the conveyor belt. An Feng grabbed the box and opened it one by one. The first box contained a linen smoking suit, which was a pullover suit like an apron. The second box was an electronic moisturizing box, which contained a thick cigar that looked like a bullet from an anti-aircraft machine gun.

At this time, smoking a cigar is actually driving the woman out, but Susanna was not aware of it. She shouted: "Where is the fan? Turn on the fan."

The exhaust fan in the tank is very powerful and powerful. It can discharge the residual smoke from the shells and filter the residual radiation left by the depleted uranium bombs. Susanna sat down and didn't leave, but it actually had no effect. She just wanted to see... How does the tank smoking room made by seven million dollars feel like?

It's a shame. Holding the best red wine in your hand and sucking the most expensive Cuban cigar. The two supreme flavors impact the taste buds and smell together, which is simply a waste... US dollars. An Feng hesitated with a glass of wine, shook his head and put down the cigar. Comt picked up the cigar and looked at the brand. He immediately said reluctantly: "Gospa Ib cigar, Che Guevara's favorite brand.

When it was first born, it was only a government gift to presidents and diplomatic envoys from all over the world. In the 1980s, it began to be commercialized, but real Gaussba cigars were rarely circulated on the market. Authorized dealers generally only sold to old customers. Customers who bought this cigars generally did not transfer them. They would collect them and trade them privately with each other and would never put them on the counter. I saw them by chance in the auction hall, but the quantity was very small.

The tobacco leaves of this cigar are grown in specific places. The tobacco leaves are picked, baked, fermented, leveled, stored, and then selected tobacco leaves to make cigars. It takes three years to make such a cigar, and there are still more processes..."

An Feng then joked: "Looking a cigar like this and saying, "Revolution is great, that feels so cool... Oh, this sentence is what Castro likes to say the most. Castro, the son of the fisherman, likes to say this with a Gaussba cigar in his mouth, and he empathizes with this sentence. Without revolution, the fisherman's children will be able to pay a few Gaussba cigars for a lifetime; after the revolution, Castro will smoke 40UF Gaussba a year.

Of course, the rest of Cuban fishermen still can't afford to buy Gausba, not because they can't afford it, but mainly because their administrative level is not enough and they don't sell it to them.

Comto couldn't help it anymore. He put down his wine glass and put on a smoking suit, cut the cigar well, smoked his body, and then lit a Gausspa, and started smoking intoxication.

Susanna next to her coughed a few times, reached out to flash smoke, observed the tank's ability to smoke and fog, and admitted: "This is indeed the best smoking room."

He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. Susanna asked An Feng: "Will someone from the rehabilitation hospital come tomorrow?"

"Yes," Comtu sucked cigars, replied: "They will conduct a full body examination on you and install medical devices in your bedroom... I asked your boss, I have arranged you in Brooklyn. If you pass the physical examination and psychological test, you can go to the police station at any time."

Susanna thought quietly and put down her glass: "I need restorative exercise, Kane, how about your gym? Are there all the equipment?"

An Feng stared at the game scene and replied without looking back: "There is no more perfect gym than here, you can use it with confidence.

Susanna actually didn't want to ask this. She just gave a compliment and asked her most concerned content in a roundabout way: "That's, your smoking room is so luxurious, and the gym should be very luxurious... won't you be with me tomorrow?"

An Feng pointed to Comto's direction: "There will be a doctor here tomorrow, and your father is here too. I will do some private matters tomorrow."

At this time, Comfort needed cooperation. He spitted a cigar smoke and said slowly: "Susanna, Kane finished his studies early for you and only obtained a nursing qualification. He will go to Columbia University to discuss transfer issues tomorrow. If it goes well, he will continue to study in Columbia University and take care of you."

Susanna felt a soft heart. She reached out and stroked An Feng's face. After a while, she pounced on her and kissed her hard, and said gratefully: "Kane, if it weren't for you, I really don't know if I could recover."

"Well, then be nice to me from now on." An Feng's eyes were still staring at the screen, as if he was completely immersed in the game.

Susanna's answer was a passionate kiss.

The next morning, An Feng got into a black Lincoln car driven by Argyll. The car was specially modified to install a tall Argyll.

The car passed through Broadway, the Metropolitan Museum, Central Park, and finally came to Columbia University. The admission registration matter was pre-arranged, and An Feng entered the doctoral class without much effort, which was the doctoral class. After completing the procedures, An Feng wanted to find Wu Xiyue at the school. He learned that this outstanding girl had entered DuPont internship and submitted her internship report and she could graduate. Now she has not seen her in the school for half a year, and the people in the same dormitory claimed that she was renting a house outside.

If you can't find it, don't look for it, and it's not too urgent. Argyle drove An Feng away from the school, and this time they walked over Broadway and Wall Street again. On the busiest streets of Wall Street, the vehicle still flashed, and An Feng quietly slipped out of the Lincoln car. He had already changed into clothes in the car, dressed like an ordinary Wall Street bank employee, low-key and subtle.

Queens, New York, is a place with a relatively concentrated Asian population and the most diverse. Immigrants from China are basically concentrated in the Flushing area of ​​Queens. In this place, you don’t need to speak English, and even the police will pronounce arrest warrants in Mandarin. The house Huang Yaqing temporarily rented is also in this area. The house An Feng rented for Han Zhiyan is located at the junction of Brooklyn and Queens.

The meeting agreed upon by the two parties was also at the junction of Brooklyn and Queens. An Feng drove a broken second-hand Saab car and came to pick Han Zhiyan up staggeringly. Han Zhiyan was wearing kttamnamnruar I11hm golden k-gold sunglasses, Kristen Rubto shoes, carrying an Eddie Parker golden handbag, a golden Hermes wrist with titanium alloy dog ​​eyes on his arms, and a Jill Sanda lady hat, David Yaman earrings, and a uuHau brand 18k gold-plated blue glazed necklace. The "no shortage of money" smell makes people stagger.

She stood beside the road, and the pedestrians passing by were secretly peeking at this beautiful girl who was blinded by the dog. Well, she was also a rich girl. Everyone was looking forward to seeing what the person who picked her up looked like. The broken Sabo driven by An Feng made everyone fall down together.

Han Zhiyan was not picky. She jumped into An Feng's car without hesitation. She waited for the car to start and walked for two or three miles before she remembered the image problem and said hesitantly: "Are you getting a Japanese car at least? I heard that Japanese cars are very cheap."

"Tsk, once a Japanese car is broken, can it still be driven? This kind of car looks bad, and the speed is not bad." An Feng turned the steering wheel disapprovingly.

Han Zhiyan looked at her outfit... Alas, she probably can buy a few latest Saabs in this outfit.

Han Zhiyan knew that An Feng was not short of money and was richer than her. His internship salary in the research institute was also higher than that of her flight attendant. There were obviously several villas, so why did he drive such a broken car... However, Han Zhiyan was not serious. She secretly guessed that this car might have been specially purchased for Huang Yaqing. It’s a pity that he felt wronged in this luxurious outfit.

Today, Han Zhiyan dressed in a particularly beautiful and luxurious manner, which was actually for this meeting. She wanted to tell the other party through her outfit: We are not short of money, put away your habit of buying money, and have a keen attitude towards asking for help.

Han Zhiyan's residence is not far from the agreed location. Although An Feng's car looks tattered, the engine is in good condition. He first made a circle near the agreed location and was about to go back to the appointment. Suddenly, he found that a black Land Rover car was always following behind him. The driver of the car is very good at driving skills. In the crowded lane in New York, An Feng tried to throw it away several times but failed to get rid of the other party.

Well, Director An Feng is not in his driving skills, his strength lies in his individual competition.

He crossed the date location again and parked his car near a Chinese store in Queens. After the car stopped, An Feng calmly told Han Zhiyan: "Wait for me in the car, I'll buy a pack of cigarettes and go back immediately."

Han Zhiyan had noticed that An Feng had crossed the date location twice without pausing, but she was not good at questioning and only urged: "Come back quickly, we don't have much time."
Chapter completed!