I'm not Doraemon, I'm just a salesman

To be honest, it doesn't matter whether this 'Agent Julie' is called Julie, or whether she is a member of the FIB.

What matters is their purpose and what they do - facing a person suspected of being an alien, the approach of these guys is equivalent to the police and detectives in "ET."

Arrest, transport, imprison, and interrogate.

Regardless of whether the other party is a member of an advanced civilization who can kill them at will, they simply treat him as a 'criminal'.

Are they doing this because they are stupid?Maybe, after all, when a smart person is tainted with arrogance, he will definitely look like a stupid pig.

But more importantly - this group of investigation bureau agents know in their hearts that if they can ask anything, it will be their promotion and salary increase. But if they can't ask anything or cause any problems, it won't be their turn. Remove the top of the cylinder.

Bullshit political issues are the same no matter which country or institution you look at.

And they are used to playing black glove jobs - there are things that the big shots are not comfortable talking about, so they will naturally volunteer to help.

So even if that defies logic and is a profoundly arrogant and profoundly stupid thing to do - it's bound to happen.

Perhaps this proves a simple and easy-to-understand truth, that is, the development of things will naturally have its inevitability.And that's like a very standard, very common joke——

Why did the police arrest Superman?

Because he might hurt them.

Why didn't the police catch Darkseid?

Because he really would kill them.

Qiming's hands were handcuffed, and there was only a one-way transparent mirror in the silver-white triangular chamber, a very uncomfortable chair, and a high-lumen searchlight placed on the table that was specially used to interrogate mortals.

The mask on Qi Ming's face was taken off, and he was being played with by Agent Julie opposite. The woman just crossed her legs, looking unhurried and very arrogant.

She picked up the coffee and blew lightly. In the spreading heat, this standard and mean lighthouse middle-class woman spoke to Qiming.

"We are very friendly 'salesmen'. Our Free Beacon is a beautiful country that advocates freedom. You can have a very good life here."

"No, I'm not interested in finding Hollywood stars or girls under 12 years old." Qiming said lazily.

"You don't seem to be aware of your situation?" Agent Julie snorted coldly, placed the coffee cup heavily on the table, and said coldly

"Sir, you are an illegal immigrant and have committed more than 43 different state and federal laws in our country. If you don't cooperate, you will end up very badly."

Qiming smiled softly. He didn't even bother to make any other remarks about the law.

After all, anyone with an IQ over [-] understands that as long as any rule has the right to interpret, there is no so-called absolute authority.

Qiming twisted his neck, smiled calmly, and at the same time looked at the person outside the one-way mirror and said

"Actually, I'm curious, do you really think of me as an alien?"

"If I were really an alien, wouldn't you be afraid that I would blow up your planet right now?"

The atmosphere seemed a little stiff, but the old oily agent opposite was not afraid at all, or she knew that even if it was true, it would not be her turn to top the tank.

She just has to do her job.

Snapped! ! !

She slammed her hand on the table again, making a loud noise while leaning forward with her upper body, and said evilly to Qiming.

"Threatening federal agents and national security? Very good, sir. You're getting another one."

"Ha, am I talking to an FIB agent or a federal court prosecutor?"

Qiming didn't care at all, but smiled extremely happily. There was no fullness in that smile at all.

In other words - that smile is more like the smile of a normal person watching a fool perform and then cheering for him happily.

Being so confident made Agent Julie shrink back, or she was waiting for the person behind the earphone to give her next instructions.

In fact, for agents like them, the quality of their attitude when interrogating an unidentifiable subject basically depends entirely on the attitude of the other party.

If the other party shows fear and does not resist their arrest, the agents will be more stringent and try to extract the most valuable intelligence as efficiently as possible.

On the contrary - of course it is just persuasion and inducement.

This interrogation method of highlighting one person who bullies the weak and fears the strong is still used today, but they are really not sure about Qiming's performance.

On the one hand, this man who was suspected of possessing a lot of super technology did not resist at all when faced with their arrest, but when faced with their interrogation attitude, he seemed very confident.

After a brief exchange, Agent Julie's expression became even colder.

It was obvious that her superiors were eager to get more valuable information before other departments intervened.

"Whether you are an alien or not, we will know the answer soon even if you don't tell us."

Agent Julie clasped her hands together and sneered.

"Do you want to know the whereabouts of your little pet? It should be a very interesting breed. If you don't cooperate, we may have to do something to it that will offend the animal protection organization..."

"Wouldn't it be nice to cooperate with us? Be honest and we will both be happy."

"Wow~~" Qiming sighed, then tilted his head and showed an inexplicable smile.

"You should actually be lucky that my assistant is very tolerant, because if it was my last assistant - although I can't remember it clearly, his temper can be said to be very, very bad~~~~"

Qi Ming smiled as if he didn't care, he didn't even bother to resist, and just when Agent Julie was about to continue the threat——

"Zizzizizi~~~No, stop, ahhhh!!!"

"It's not just our business! It's those pigs from FIB - quack!!!"

Countless shrill screams were transmitted from her earphones toward the depths of her cochlea, and the content inside made Julie's face change drastically - especially when the familiar screams of her boss rang out.

In another part of this secret interrogation base, the frosty-faced Nimfu was floating in the air, the fairy-like transparent variable wings behind her slowly opening, and then she took a deep breath.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The ultra-high-frequency sound waves pushed the ultrasonic vibration particles to spread within a radius of 400 meters in an instant, and at this moment——

The bodies of dozens of agents and researchers exploded instantly as if they were stuffed with bombs, and every muscle and bone in their bodies was completely destroyed by the high-frequency vibrating sound waves.

It is true that Nimfu is not good at fighting and hates killing, but this does not mean that she is a character who allows others to bully her.

The cold-faced Nimfu did not hesitate to massacre these humans who disgusted her. With just a moment of network intrusion, she directly paralyzed the entire city's power grid, and at the same time began to send a large number of viruses to every terminal that could be connected. .

She was expressing her anger. There is no doubt that this has always been a woman's prerogative.For humans who are not qualified to resist, they can only accept the price of rashly offending advanced civilization.

"Stop your pet!!!"

Agent Julie did not hesitate to take out the gun and pointed it at Qiming's head. He used a stern voice to cover up his fear and weakness and shouted sternly.

Qi Ming whistled frivolously and smiled without saying a word.

The screams became louder and louder, and the pale-faced agent realized her fate, so she simply pulled the trigger.

boom! ! !

The moment the bullet came out of the chamber, the invisible void seemed to be plucked by some invisible string. The next moment, Agent Julie's foot slipped and was directly 'stuck' into the floor beneath her.

Not only her, but all the living agents in this base were 'stuck' in the space beneath their feet. In fear of the unknown, they screamed and fell into weird spaces.

Qiming didn't care, he just hummed and picked up the mask and put it back on his face.And soon, the door to his interrogation room was violently demolished, and Nimfu rushed in hurriedly. As soon as she came up, she hurriedly broke Qiming's handcuffs and threw herself into his arms.

"Kitty, are you happy with the feeling of revenge?" Qiming looked at the worried kitten and asked jokingly

"You - you can obviously avoid all this, or prevent them from touching you at all!" Nimfu's face turned red, obviously she was very angry with Qiming's careless attitude.

"Ah, my fault, my fault." Qiming smiled and held Nimfu in his arms, patted her back that was tense due to nervousness, caressed her soft body, and then whispered in her ear.

"So it seems that you really enjoy this kind of revenge?"

Nimfu's response was just to give Qiming a hard kick on the calf in anger, but she did not deny this statement - after all, beating the idiot who offended you, this kind of joy was something she had never experienced in Xinaps in the past. of.

"So, are you going to kill the people behind them?" Qi Ming squinted his eyes and smiled, taking out a very 'cartoon' bomb from his arms.

"what is this?"

"Oh, this, this is a cleaning tool used to remove mice." Qiming shrugged.

"It's called the Galaxy Destruction Bomb."

"I have set it to the on state. As long as you press it, you can activate it."

Qiming smiled and put Nimfu's hand next to the big red button, smiling easily.

"Come on, press it and you can take revenge. You don't have to worry about finding someone, just blow up the entire galaxy!"

Nimfu suddenly woke up.

She quickly retracted her hand as if she was electrocuted, and looked at Qiming - her master was definitely serious. If she was willing, if she really pressed it, the bomb would really explode!

"I, it's okay if I'm wrong..." Nimfunonuo whispered.

"Wrong? No, no, no, you are right, my little kitten." Qiming smiled and picked up Nimfu, saying softly

"I'm just saying that I also support your behavior of finding fun for yourself~~~Blowing up the entire galaxy to the sky, or using other methods to take revenge, and pursuing happiness are all things I would like to see~~"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, Nimfu, if you like this kind of happiness, you might as well extend this feeling." Qiming smiled and pinched Nimfu's face, stood up and said

"Okay, then it's decided."

"Since we have been so warmly entertained by the owners of this place, why don't we give them a 'gift'? Just so... I just drew an interesting little prop."

"Although it is a bit 'boring', it will definitely bring them unexpected surprises..."

There's a reward, there's a reward!

This book has done pretty well so far?

But the better it is, the more dangerous I feel. This feeling of not knowing when it will disappear is really exciting (

But you still have to choose it. This book is expected to be on the shelves on Friday. If you can give it a try, you might as well give it a try.

In short, please vote for all kinds of votes!

The old rule is that for 3000 recommendation votes, one chapter will be added. I will calculate the monthly tickets and blades in equal proportions. The results will be calculated in two times. One update will be released on Friday, and then another update will be released next Monday.

Anyway, I still have a lot of manuscripts in my archive - don't pity me, come and smash them over! ! !

41. Financial fraud

The Miami blackout made headlines throughout the Free Beacon in a very short period of time.

An unexplained blackout across the city caused a very serious riot. A large number of humanoids with a certain color of skin took to the streets to burn, kill and loot, causing very bad and serious consequences.

Of course, this is still not a big deal.

For the Free Beacon as a whole, there are two troubling issues to deal with.

The first thing is that all banks, financial companies and Internet companies throughout Miami have had their databases invaded by viruses to varying degrees.

Although the impact was very short-lived, those strange viruses had already been transmitted to other places through some databases.

No problem broke out—but that was precisely the biggest problem.

When I think about the secret information that may be stored in my computer that may bring me to court at any time, or the fatal evidence of insider trading and stock market management plans in the company's database, there is a pair of invisible eyes spying on me.

We don’t know when it will break out, and we don’t know what kind of virus is lurking when it breaks out—just the possibility makes major financial companies and Silicon Valley upstarts jump up and down anxiously!

But no matter how they use a huge team of programmers, they can't solve these problems.

Those invisible viruses still exist, lurking in the deepest parts of their computer databases, laughing in invisible dark corners, waiting for an opportunity.

This situation of 'dying but not yet dead' keeps too many people awake at night.

And the second thing - needless to say, is the problem of the 'salesman'.

In fact, the Free Beacon's intelligence department noticed this special incident as early as the first live broadcast, and they started targeting and researching 'salesmen' at almost the same time as the Pan-Asian Alliance.

But they have never been able to come up with a specific regulation on how to treat this individual with unknown technology and power.

As we all know, the political system of Free Beacon can be regarded as relatively close-knit among all capital-based political systems - although the two parties are divided and fighting, and the intelligence department, legal system, and military and political directions are highly divided, compared to other Western countries It can be considered close.

But even so, in a short period of time, due to the inherent divisiveness of the political system itself, they were still unable to decide on an accurate charter for dealing with this goal.

There is no doubt that everyone wants to be the first person to eat crabs, but no one wants to be the first person to eat mushrooms.

Although both have courage, the latter may die if poisoned.

But even so, each department cannot actually control its subordinates, especially an old spy agency like FIB that has been established for more than 60 years.

It is the most normal behavior to have factions within the department. Even if there is a director above his head, the departments below are still watching him with eager eyes.