This sudden change attracted half of the hall's gaze, and Luo Wang subconsciously raised his hands:

"Hey! What's going on?"

The guard who asked continued to talk:

"Yes...sorry, I don't know you have an important meeting... OK, we'll handle it."

The sensory eyepiece flashed red, Turing looked at the guard briefly ending the call, heading towards the mechanically wrapped palm of Turing's depths:

"Sir, can you see your terminal?"

"Who is Anderson?" Turing did not move at all.

"That's the chief of the Supervisory Commission, pay attention to your words." A guard who surrounded him took a step forward a little arrogantly.

The gray fox face armor glanced at him. Turing didn't say much for the time being, pulled out his work terminal and stuffed it into the hands of the questioning guard:

"I have limited patience to match the database."

The guards around looked at each other because they did not know Turing, and the other party seemed to be a big shot. The guards who asked about it didn't have much to say, and the arm armor spread out and exposed the matching slot and connected it. However, the next moment, his own communicator rang again, so he pressed his ear while operating it on his arm.

Turing stared at the guard and noticed that the other party's finger pressing his wrist touching the screen suddenly paused, and his eyes under the face armor suddenly narrowed.

The next moment, a red light lit up on the guard's arm and a harsh alarm sounded. In an instant, all the guards raised their guns and pointed them at Turing-

"This guy is a spy from Wu's Heavy Industry! Put your hand in the position I can see and kneel down slowly! This is the Wilson company chassis, and it's seventy kilometers away from your base camp and don't try to resist!"

The bolts were zipped together, and the entire hall suddenly became restless, but soon, under the arrangement of the staff, the staff left the entrance, and the uncombat-powered personnel around quickly avoided the two of them.

Looking at the countless muzzles that were aimed at him, Turing under his armor sighed helplessly:

"I'm a gray fox."

"It's useless to be Sax Wilson!!!"

The guards rushed towards Turing and Rowan, and the arrogant guard even raised his buttstock and pointed it at the back of Turing's head and smashed it. The phantom limbs unfolded in an instant and blocked all grapplings and attacks, and pressed everyone to the ground in a loud noise.

The instant changes made the staff on the side panic. They hurriedly sounded the alarm but it was closed for no reason. At this time, he saw Turing holding the guard's terminal and retracting a tiny synaptic line from the interface into the coat.

“It’s so interesting…”

An extra extended phantom limb grabbed the gun from the guard's hand and stood in front of him, Turing flipped up and down.

"It seems that the plasma weapon is already equipped with all staff... But why do you want to aim this thing at its maker?"

"Stay away from him! Raise your hands!!!"

The heavy elevator opened, and a group of exoskeleton guards entered one after another, pointing their muzzles at Turing. The next moment, they were torn and pinched and thrown aside by all the phantom limbs that were rushing around. The quality of these guards seemed to be good, and they quickly took out their sub-weapons and various tactical equipment to restrain Turing, and there was even a large bondage net bed, but they were instantly pinched into a pile of scrap iron. In the end, only one staff member trembled and raised his pistol to point at Turing:

"Here...This is the Wilson Building, don't think about it..."

"Believe me, if you don't want to lose this job, you'd better put down the gadget in your hand." Luo Wang, who was on the side, looked at Turing's killing everywhere, calmed down and shrugged at the staff.

Turing took back the terminal from the ground that he had started vibrating at some point, controlled his phantom limbs and knocked a guard who was rushing away, and pressed to answer:

"Mr. Garfield, don't tell me that it took you an entire hour to see my phone."

"My God...Gray Fox? It's really you? You are not dead?"

"It's just disappeared for a month, who said I'm dead?"

"Oh my God... I will be very happy to know the news... Where are you now? I'll send someone to pick you up!"

"Now?"

Turing looked around the hall for a week, and the pedestrians had basically run away, and the remaining armed guards were wailing.

"I'm in the first floor hall of Willxun Building. But... the changes that have happened this month seem to be a bit big. People here don't know me. You'd better send someone familiar to you, and then try to take care of the mess here, and then explain to me...what are these restaurants doing."

After saying that, Turing hung up the phone, stepped over the guard who was twisting his body on the ground, and took Luo Wang into the elevator.

The caller was Garfield, the scientific research director of the Carbon Transformation Laboratory, and the only person who successfully connected the dozens of calls Turing had made before.

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Management, led by a familiar employee, Turing met Garfield in a spacious smart office.

Unlike the image of the lab white coat before, Garfield now has changed into a pair of technology glasses and sat behind the desk in a suit and tie, looking nervous.

After seeing Turing, he came up and gave him a big hug:

"God... you're fine! In just one month, where did you go?! The eldest lady is almost crazy!"

"Where is Kahn?"

Garfield's face suddenly collapsed, and he let go of Turing and pinched his eyebrows:

"Miss is in Bangka now... This matter is complicated. What you are by your side is..."

"Arrang him a reception room to wait."

Unable to refute Luo Wang, the familiar employee took Luo Wang to the reception room to rest.

Although he was mentally prepared, the changes in Wilson's company were still somewhat beyond Turing's imagination. What happened next was not something Luo Wang could hear.

After sitting down at Garfield's desk and questioning him what happened on the first floor, Garfield was first angry, and then helplessly informed Turing of the situation of some Wilson's company:

After Turing disappeared, relying on the arms line brought up by plasma technology, Wilson quickly signed a long-term order with the Ice Castle and started an arms business with Tektronix plasma weapons as the core.

At the same time, the chaotic Yezhou also made trauma insurance continue to sell well and its stock price flourished. The advancement of carbon change research has also made Wilson's biomedicine breakthrough to a certain extent.

The three main projects quickly completed a large amount of capital accumulation under Kahn's arrangements. The current situation in Yezhou is different from the past. It is preparing for the upcoming corporate war and gaining more voice in the general trend. Wilson launched a large-scale annexation plan. In just one week, it acquired and reclaimed many medical companies and small arms dealers by various means. It even killed Gene Energy in this stage of the confrontation, causing a heavy blow to the local Crohn United Group.

But after that, the corporate war broke out.

This was not a problem for Wilson, but the emergence of a new armed force changed Kahn's various arrangements - World Tree.

When the World Tree Organization appeared in Banga, Kahn provided him with many long-distance material support. This seemed very strange to Garfield, because he did not know that Turing's other identity and face were the leader of the World Tree.

But Turing understood very well that Yuyu and others brought thousands of ghosts to Banga, and the ten thousand ghosts that appeared made Kahn think that he was in Banga.

"At the end of this, the company's situation was fine and it was maintaining an upward trend. But just a week ago, the lady received a videotape from Banga."

"Wait." Turing interrupted Garfield, "Video?"

"Yes, it's just videotapes...that 1980s videotapes." Garfield didn't seem to be joking. "After watching that videotape, the lady brought most of the elites of the company to form a force, and rushed over through some of the arrangements we had in Banga, but there was no news yet..."

The Bangjia battlefield is a weapon test site with continuous wars, and the signal will definitely be severely disturbed. Kahn's run to Bangjia will definitely be equivalent to falling into the deep pool, and it is difficult to get news.

But that videotape gave Turing a different consideration.

It was a strange thing to use videotapes in this era, but you should know that such old antiques are rare confidential tools in this era.

The replication cost is relatively high, and it cannot be converted into direct data for transmission, and it cannot be obtained by the most terrifying intelligence hackers.

The other party sends videotapes to keep them confidential. So, besides yourself, what else is there enough to attract Kahn?

Turing already had the answer in his mind.

"I think the videotape should have been taken away by Kahn too."

"I don't know, but we couldn't find it." Garfield shook his head, "But now that you are back, there must be a way to find the eldest lady, Mr. Gray Fox..."

"I'll go to Banga, but not now." Turing tidied his collar. "Obviously, the story behind it is that because Kahn and a core figure left, the company is now a mess, and your scientific research supervisor has to stand in front to handle official business. These people brought in due to the annexation plan must be a bit tricky, right? For example... that Mr. Anderson."

With a loud bang, Turing's work terminal was slapped on Garfield's desk and crushed to pieces.

"I really didn't expect someone to delete your file from the company's database... I will find out this matter clearly and give you an explanation." Garfield only felt a headache and rubbed his bright forehead.

The Supervisory Committee is an internal supervision department of the company. From a functional perspective, it is similar to Jiuke's Lieke Department, which means a similar job to Lin Huai. Therefore, after Turing disappeared, the position of the chief could not be vacant. This requires someone to sit on and take into account the overall situation.

Because Kahn's hasty departure, the company has not yet completed its annexation and digestion. At this moment, Wilson's company seems to be strong, but there are actually problems within it. Garfield naturally realized this, especially today's return of the Gray Fox has exposed this problem-

The former chairman of the Supervisory Commission was turned away downstairs of his company and was pointed at by the guards with a gun. With the relationship between Gray Fox and Kahn, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is half the owner of Wilson. For internal reasons, this is obviously an extremely bad management problem. The entire supervisory commission in office is to take the blame.

But ironically, the guard also called the current chief before performing database verification.

However, just as Garfield was about to notify the current chief for inquiries, a knock came from outside the door:

"May I ask, is Mr. Garfield here? I'm Anderson."

Unexpectedly, the other party came to the door first.

Looking at the electronic door that was opened, a meaningful look appeared under Turing's face.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Garfield." A middle-aged man with gray hair and big back head walked in, followed by two little brothers in silver suits.

After saying hello to Garfield, he smiled enthusiastically at Turing, who was sitting, and quickly stepped forward and stretched out his palm:

"I guess this is Mr. Gray Fox, right? I'm so sorry for what happened just now. I'm holding an important meeting. I didn't expect the guy below to treat the company's distinguished guests like this. At present, I have notified the personnel department to deal with it. I hope I can give you a satisfactory explanation..."

"Disciple?"

Turing's fingers hitting the armrest suddenly stopped, and the bright red sensory eyepieces locked on Anderson's passionate smile.

"You mean, are you the master?"

Ignoring Anderson's palm, Turing stood up and faced the man in front of him. Anderson withdrew his hand and wiped his nose:

"I know... Mr. Turing may be a little unhappy about the position I am now sitting. But I can understand it very well. This is human nature. If it were me, I would be unhappy... You have to believe in the company's arrangements and will soon prepare a new and suitable position for you."
To be continued...