The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 346 Fitting and Distillery

The next day, Ron came to Howard's laboratory for breakfast with the team of scientists as usual.

"It's really interesting. I didn't expect that the thermoforming hydraulic press can be used for breakfast." Ron couldn't help admiring. These scientists are really good at playing. They even used thermoforming machines to press sandwiches for breakfast, which is very efficient. Terrible, a sandwich can be made in just 3 minutes.

"If one day you are short of money, how about using this thing to make sandwiches?"

"Then you will go bankrupt." Howard turned on the machine, took out another freshly made tuna sandwich and sat down next to Ron: "Can you imagine? This thing cost the school $17, do you want to come?" one?"

Howard kindly handed a sandwich to Eggsy, who was standing awkwardly next to him, but Ron snatched the sandwich while it was still in the air: "Sorry, dear gentlemen, although I promised Mycroft to give You all help together, but the content of this help does not include the breakfast part, I am very sorry."

He said sorry, but Ron didn't mean to be sorry, yes, he did it on purpose.

Mycroft told him on the phone yesterday that apart from the part of the British mainland that was wiped out, there are still some remnants of the United States, which have always existed in the name of the winery.

Even if Ron never regarded himself as an American, he still feels disgusted by this kind of behavior. Anyone who is being tricked under the nose will feel this way. Naturally, this disgust was also angered by Ron who came to ask for help. West and Merlin.

In particular, they found themselves at Caltech, which further showed that their individual exoskeleton mecha project had been under the surveillance of the other party, which made Ron feel like he was being stripped naked.

Sure enough, even in the 21st century, the habit of British gentlemen stealing wherever they go has not changed at all. Now he finally understands why Kingsman has so many black technology equipment, and all of them are stolen from others.

He wasn't sure how much they knew about his mecha technology, but even if they knew it, it was fine. Anyway, the technology itself was not too difficult, it was nothing more than an idea.

Even if they don't steal, countries have already started their own plans for individual exoskeleton equipment, but they are more concerned about cost, pursuing cost-effective mass production, and Ron is only pursuing one thing, then It is performance.

So what if they stole it?Has anyone seen the mass-produced Zaku capable of doing a special version of Gundam?

"It's okay, I'm not very hungry anyway." Eggsy said calmly, but just as he finished speaking, a "goo" from his stomach, like a drum beating, emptied his lie.

In fact, he and Merlin had hardly eaten anything since they were attacked yesterday.

"I'll sell you this breakfast for 10 yuan. I'm talking about euros, not dollars."

Ron pushed the sandwich he had just snatched to Eggsy, who thanked him and ate it immediately. Even though he was very hungry, he still acted gracefully. Ron curled his lips in disdain.

"Listen, if I didn't happen to be investigating the case of the Golden Circle, I wouldn't want to get into your muddy water at all. I agreed to Mycroft's request for help with conditions. First of all, you have to tell me what happened to you. people beat?"

"Backed by a guy wearing a mechanical arm. He used to be a member of our ace agent and later betrayed. According to our information, he has joined the mysterious organization called the Golden Circle. Eggsy also found out when he was fighting with him. the gold tattoo on his body."

Merlin played the video copied from Eggsy's glasses to Ron. In the video, a yellow ring tattoo on the man's chest was clearly visible: "Although Eggsy failed to subdue him in the end, we kept his mechanical arm come down."

Merlin took a mechanical arm out of his bag and placed it on the table: "That's the thing. For some reason, it was left in our agent's car, but none of us thought that this mechanical arm could be remotely controlled. remote control.

The traitor used it to hack into our system, then found the addresses of all the agents and fired missiles to wipe us out. "

"Wow~" As soon as the technological robotic arm appeared, it attracted the enthusiastic gazes of the three scientists. Even Ron couldn't help picking up the robotic arm to look at it carefully, but the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. Sarcasm: "You are not going to tell me that your traitor is named Winter Soldier, are you? If I hadn't seen Captain America, I would have almost believed it.

What are you going to say next?A sweet potato spirit named Thanos is coming to the earth soon, and the world can only be saved by letting the brother of your boss, Mycroft, wear a magic robe?Is there anything more absurd than this?Please, gentlemen, don't fool me with that third-rate comic plot, I need the truth! "

Ron felt that he had been fooled. Isn't this the plot in Captain America?The problem is that he has verified countless times that this is a relatively normal world, and there is no super power like S.H.I.E.L.D. It is a joke to make people infinitely powerful and remotely control the intruded computer.

"No, Ron, what they said may be true!" Howard disassembled a section of the robotic arm and said in surprise: "Look, there is a sensor here that can receive and receive external signals, Ron, this is really a A robotic arm that can only be controlled remotely, give me 5 minutes, and I can control it right away!"

Inside the opened mechanical casing, the complicated circuit boards were exposed. Although Ron could not understand the purpose of these circuits, it did not prevent him from trusting Howard's judgment.

"Okay, then I'll change the conditions we negotiated before. Now this thing is mine too. Now let's continue the previous topic. Have you brought all the things I want?"

Merlin opened the other suitcase and threw it on the ground. Umbrellas, leather shoes, lighters, and other ace agent special equipment were all there. This was part of Ron's condition for assistance.

Ron picked up an umbrella and pulled it on the mechanism in the hideout below. With a "bang", a rubber bullet shot out from the top of the umbrella and hit the wall.

Ron nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, the rest will be given after this incident is over, gentlemen, where are we going now?"

"Kentucky, United Winery."

Ron smiled. "Kentucky? I think you'd like the fried chicken there."

(End of this chapter)