Chapter 169: Greyfinch (5)

A rest stop between 8 o'clock and 9 o'clock is the busiest time.
Some of them came to rest on the road to eat breakfast, and some took a rest here for a night to pack up and prepare to go on the road.
Noisy people in the shop, hardly find a quiet corner.
Amy Borrow stood behind a locker and watched Jacques White leave through the window glass.
"Why is he always like this unsatisfactory look, how reluctant it seems." A voice rang behind her, mocking Jacques White who had gone away.
Amy Borrow glanced at the middle-aged man dressed as a transport driver behind him, and turned his eyes back to Jacques Bai's back, and answered, "Do you know him the first day?"
"Of course not, but it hasn't been a long time." The middle-aged man took a bite of the bread in his hand and said vaguely, "I know he has this character, but are you worried?"
"Worry?" Amy Boro laughed. Because he only moved his lips and did n’t get into his eyes, it sounded coldly taunting,
Worry he will sell everyone every day?

"Don't laugh! Is this difficult to understand?" The middle-aged man twitched his fingers and whispered. "He has too many problems. Look at his adoptive father, what is the silent white?" It is said that I had stayed in the research institute in the past, and I was still involved in core research? I have seen a lot of documents, but I patted my and said to go away. Now I have stood at the opposite side— "
Amy Borrow interrupted: "Who told you to stand on the opposite side?"
"Isn't it?"
"Maybe it was before, but it's unclear now." Amy Borrow said, "Do you know such a person, will you receive anything?"
The middle-aged man swallowed the bread and said dryly, "I don't really want to know."
Amy Borrow said: "He may be suffering and regretting it."
"Okay." The middle-aged man bent a finger again. "For the time being, regardless of his adoptive father, he has a good relationship with the young master of Ivy League. I think most of the young man's personality is heard by him, and he is also involved. The gang of people at Metz Law School. "
"Ivy?" Amy Borrow said, "Eves' family is very fine, and it is such a variant. Dvor Eves is a typical businessman, he will do something for nothing. , Turning face with a group of potential collaborators? "
The middle-aged man thought about it and thought it seemed reasonable, but he still wanted to struggle: "What if that mutant young master persuaded Dvor Eves?"
"Are you telling a joke?" Amy Boluo swipes on the smart phone twice and flips out a webpage. "It was just released early in the morning. Someone photographed these at the Fawwan Villa Hotel."
The middle-aged man turned two pages, and the picture was taken of the young master Joe of Ivy League.
"What is he doing? Smashing a car?" The middle-aged man glanced at the time on the webpage, "This morning?"
The webpage has a spirit of gossip, and a complete story is concatenated based on those photos taken secretly-
The rise of the infection treatment center, the Ivy League Hospital suffered a setback, and the Group suffered heavy losses. Dvor Eves was exhausted physically and mentally, and used his excuse to cultivate himself in the villa hotel. The son Joe Ives, who had always been in disagreement with him, was very soft-hearted and took the initiative to visit his father at the villa hotel.
However, the conflicts for many years will not be resolved in one night. The father and son who had been pinched after meeting apparently became unhappy again, so that Joe Ives couldn't bear it, and rushed out of the hotel before dawn.
After leaving in one fell swoop, he has yet to return.
Middle-aged man: "..."
It seems that the relationship between father and son is probably not going to get better in this life.
He bit off the remaining bread in two or two, chewed for a while, and then said slowly: "Anyway, I think Jacques Bai is a hidden danger, bombing and bombing from time to time, I do n’t know why Bai is always so relieved of him. The next time I handed over everything with him, I was frightened, and I always felt that in the next second, there will be countless slivers to take the lost gun and face me, let me raise my hand. "
"It's impossible, unless he wants to raise his hand."
Jacques Bai did not drive over, but boarded a suspended bus back to Fawang District.
His figure finally disappeared into the field of vision, and Amy Borrow withdrew his gaze. "You don't have to worry about these things. It is as simple as trusting him above. He is a genius. Compared with his adoptive father, he is in genetic research. He has a better talent, and no one can replace him. Moreover, he is still a passive 'addict.'
The middle-aged man was really surprised this time. He widened his eyes, unbelievable: "What do you say he is?"
"He has genetic symptoms of addiction, don't you know?" Amy Borrow lowered her eyes. "Oh, yes, not many people know."
Man: "How can he have that kind of symptom? Those things will not be used on his own, is this not the default rule?"
Amy Borrow: "Generally speaking, this is because of an accident. I don't know the specifics. After all, I didn't get in touch with anyone above. It is said to be an experimental accident. In short, the genes in his body There are also problems, and he is more unlucky than many people. He was not exposed to mature test samples, but rather more original test samples, which may be the earliest batch. In short, the nature is very unstable. "
"The earliest batch?" Said the man doubtfully. "I heard that the earliest batch was very inert. One latent period lasted for two or thirty years."
"So he's unlucky, he has almost no incubation period, and his final addiction is for some ... special drugs."
"What do you mean?"
"Meaning, when he had an attack, there was only one rather difficult medicine to relieve him. The mine was in the hands of the boss. Imagine if he stood in the opposing camp and cut off the source of the medicine, he would What kind of torture? Have you ever entered the laboratory? Have you ever seen those animals used for testing become addicted? It is a hundred times more difficult than ordinary drugs and addictions. "
Amy Bollow said, and his voice subsided.
"Stop! Don't talk in such a voice, you're panicked." Although the middle-aged man hasn't experienced it, he couldn't help shivering just thinking about the taste, "I haven't seen it, I hope Don't see you in this life. "
"Pretend?" Amy Borrow sneered.
She narrowed her eyes slightly for a moment, and then said, "Aren't we doing these things, do you have a trembling face?"
"What did you say ..."
The middle-aged man touched his belly, thought about it for a moment, and shook his head: "Okay. I finally understand why he is so relieved. I have to know that I don't doubt him. After all, that stuff ... who can bear it? What? Life is better than death. Anyway, I am not ambitious. I do n’t want to mix things online. I just divide the money. I lack money. "
Amy Borrow gave him a face-to-face sum of money, which was not convenient for clearing the account, so he had to be so careful so as not to leave a certificate.
Then, she turned out a small bag from the middle-aged man and put it in her handbag.
"Is this enough cryogen? How long do you have to spend in Ivy Hospital?" The middle-aged man said, "Is it so troublesome this time? Has it been more than half a month? Get the man to the treatment center early, you I can also leave Ivy League earlier, and the night is long. "
Amy Borrow subconsciously thought of the figure of Jacques Bai just now. She was silent for a moment, clutching her handbag and saying, "It's coming soon."
Instead of leaving in a hurry, she found a clean deck and asked for a dessert.
The middle-aged man didn't pay much attention to this, he just bought a bottle of water and stood up and poured it.
After finishing the work, there is no need to continue to consume here.
He was about to leave. Before he left, he glanced at Lane 3 on the hill not far away, and said to Amy Borrow: "Be careful when you go. I was almost followed before. There are several places on the road that are particularly easy to hide. "
After he finished speaking, he threw the empty bottle into the trash can, wiped his mouth and left the store, and got on a humble van and left.
Amy Borrow ate two desserts.
Her eyes fell on the lane the man had reminded. She licked the cream from the corner of her lips and dialed out a newsletter.
The communication was quickly connected, "Say."
Amy Borrow said: "I'm at Kyle 7 Rest Station, on the eastern outskirts of Fawang District. Are you anyone nearby? Help me clear the way."
"Yes." The other party replied, "Why, someone was followed?"
"I haven't found it yet, but Old Gore reminded me, I think it's better to be cautious." Amy Boro said.
"Oh, I know." The other party obviously knew the middle-aged man just now. "There is a lane 3 over there. If there are smart people following you, that's really a great location. Okay, I'll find some people. , Coming soon, help you see if there are 'roadblocks'. "
Amy Borrow: "Thanks."
"It's all for money, what's to thank."
Two minutes later, several whistle sounds from a large auto repair shop near Dongjiao.
The leading one sat firmly in the driver ’s seat, said with ear buckles, and said concisely:
Black 1 Black 2 Black 3, run to Lane 2. White 1 to White 5, split in two, run No. 3 opposite Drive. See if there are any people who need to be cleaned up. "
In-car communications rang in response: "I see."
"Did the guy bring it?" The leader touched his waist and left the same type of gun as the police station.
There was another question in the newsletter, "Frighten? Frighten? Can it still be real?"
"In the wilderness and countryside, the lost gun will not leave bones and scum, what do you say?"
"That's easy."
"set off!"
With a command from the leader, a total of 9 vehicles including him galloped out of the repair shop and roared in three directions.
Three of them went straight to the No. 2 lane. Two of them took the lead and circled in a circle, pressing back from the south end of the No. 3 lane, and three of them ran past the north end of the No. 3 lane.
On the faulty parking belt of Lane 3, Gu Yan received a communication from Master Qiao again.
"I'll just say that I've got on the shuttle and I'm leaving Hong Kong safely." Qiao said, "When I get to Tianqin, I'll tell you what happened. Hope ... Zhao Zemu don't let me down. Yes, before Did n’t you say that Horace Ji was touched by the little nurse? I asked someone to check what he had been in contact with within 24 hours, including food and drink, as well as injections or oral medicine. "
Gu Yan thought about it and added: "Check the nutrition machine."
Joe said: "Ah yes, there are nutrition machines. Okay, I'll add a few more later. In short, don't worry, the little nurse will not be scared and scared. The source should be found in the past two days, I want to see Where did she move her hands and feet? "
"Who are you looking for?" Gu Yan asked, "Doctor Lin? Is he busy?"
"Of course not, am I so inhuman!" Joe said, "the other friend I am looking for, oh, maybe not too much contact with you. He has an office with Lin Yuan and is also responsible for several research projects called Jacques White . "
Gu Yan: "..."
Qiao at the end of the communication felt acutely that the atmosphere was wrong, "What's wrong?"
"Your message has been sent?"
"Yup."
"Did you say why you should check?"
"I'm not stupid to that extent? I didn't say anything specific, I just said Horace Ji was paranoid, and he was alive and suspicious of someone poisoning him. As an attorney, you can't completely ignore it. Busy. "
Gu Yan pinched the bridge of his nose: "The reason is barely established."
Joe pondered back and took a breath. "Isn't it ... Jacques White has a problem?"
"It is not certain at the moment, but it is indeed very likely." Gu Yan said, "We followed Amy Borrow to a high-speed rest stop, and Jacques Bai happened to be there, which was a coincidence."
Master Qiao felt a suffocation.
When Gu Yan was communicating, his eyes were still on the rest station in the distance.
After Amy Borrow entered, she hadn't come out yet.
...
In the mountain-crossing tunnel of Lane 3, the communication among the three white cars lighted up.
"Where are you?"
"It's in the tunnel." One of them replied, "It's less than 2 kilometers from the rest station."
"OK, did you see the car parked on the roadside?"
"Not yet, only two cars from the far suburbs pass by."
"Okay." The leading voice sounded again. "We are only 3 kilometers away from the rest station."
...
Yan Suizhi suddenly took two steps towards the railing of the driveway. The bushy branches outside the road glanced at the curving mountain road in the distance.
There are two sections of tunnels, and three white cars successively fly out of the first section of tunnels.
He stared over there for three seconds and snapped Gu Yan's shoulder, "Get in the car."
At this glance, Gu Yan knew that there was a bad situation. He didn't have any nonsense. He immediately got into the co-pilot, quickly pressed his finger to start, adjusted the settings and maps, and even opened the door of the driver's seat to Yan Suizhi.
However, Yan Suizhi did not get on the train immediately.
As soon as Gu Yan turned his head, he saw Professor Yanda carrying the fault sign, flipped the thing around, and used it as a simple shovel. He shoveled a large piece of mud on the roadside.
This area has just been raining in the past two days, and the mud is wet and soft.
Yan Suizhi simply pasted the wheels neatly, threw the sign back into the trunk and flashed into the driver's seat.
The shuttle started in one second, and at the moment of galloping, the big professor snapped again and patted the wheel cleaning button, but it was in the smallest gear.
Some water suddenly came out of the four wheels.
These splashes were stained with mud while the wheels were spinning, and the body was suddenly thrown with some mud stars.
Gu Yan: "..."
Yan Suizhi adjusted the speed, switched manual driving to automatic driving, glanced at the whistling white car not far away, grabbed Gu Yan's shirt collar and pulled him forward.
"Go back and reimburse you for the car wash."
Yan Suizhi said and kissed it.
Ten seconds later.
Three white cars roared past, pulling out a long, sharp wind.
The leading voice sounded again in the in-car communication, "How is it? Is there a 'roadblock'?"
"No." One person said, "One may have just returned from a self-driving swim, and the wheels were full of mud."
"Yes! I saw it." One of them said very uncomfortably, "The is a couple, kissed all the way, fuck!"
Lead: "..."
The leader felt the deep resentment of his men and snorted without asking more.
The next second, nine cars crossed in lanes 2 and 3, took a bend, and drove back to the repair shop again.
Amy Borrow sat in the shop for a while, slowly enjoying a dessert, and finally received the newsletter.
"Checked, no one followed, you can rest assured."