RPAGF Chapter 336 Suffering from Autism
Chapter 336 Suffering from Autism
Chapter 336 Suffering from Autism
The corners of Mr. K's eyes twitched, "There is only one lucky ghost in this batch, next batch!"
……
William and Dennis frowned at the soldiers lining up to enter the medical tent.
"What are they doing?" Dennis looked puzzled, wondering what kind of ceremony these people seemed to be participating in mysteriously.
William didn't seem to hear him.
"152!"
William said a number.
"Huh?" Dennis was puzzled.
William took a deep breath.
"A total of 200 people went in, but only 152 came out."
Dennis' eyes widened, and his thick lips couldn't close together for a long time.
"Where did the person who disappeared go?"
William's eyes became cold, and he asked, "What do you think?"
Dennis suddenly thought of something, and shivered all over.
He looked at the soldiers who lined up and came out with a strange smile on their faces.
"Fuck! These people are crazy! Do you dare to use Hydra's stuff?"
Dennis bared his teeth and slowly spit out a dirty word.
……
Soon, Mr. K walked out of the tent and glanced at William and Dennis in the distance.
An imperceptible cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Hmph! Let your evil gods bless you! Don't try to waste my injection."
Mr. K scribbled an unprofessional cross across his chest.
"May your souls be taken away by Satan!"
He sneered, turned and walked into the command center.
Dennis stared at Mr. K's back until he disappeared.
"How can this dog be our commander!"
Dennis thought again of Mr. K's insult to his skin color.
If it weren't for these soldiers, Dennis would definitely rush forward and push Mr. K into the snow with a hammer.
William sighed, and said helplessly, "You may not know who he is, but he is one of the most famous figures in the intelligence world."
"What?" Dennis couldn't believe his ears.
William continued: "Just like the most outstanding agent is named 007, the most outstanding intelligence director will also be named Mr. K. Don't underestimate him because of his appearance. He is not simple."
"No one knows his true face, and those who know are already dead!"
"It is said that he has had countless plastic surgery, and even every tooth is fake."
Dennis gasped, knowing William was rarely afraid of anyone.
But from William's tone just now, Dennis actually faintly heard an element of jealousy.
Dennis couldn't help shouting: "It seems that I provoked a terrible person. Will I start losing my hair after our mission is completed? Or die suddenly, just like Xiaozhi Gatzke?"
William patted Dennis on the back, "If you have such an ending, you should feel honored, which means that you are also an enemy worthy of MI[-], but I think they may not be your opponent."
Dennis laughed, "You still know me! Anyone who fucking wants to target me will know how scary I am!"
Dennis suddenly showed his teeth, and at some point, his teeth became extremely sharp.
……
The Rotten Country, the United States, the Hydra... and a large number of allied diplomatic countries, driving snowmobiles and pulling supplies, they drove towards the center of the previous shock.
William looked back from time to time, looking at the Hydra truck.
The truck was covered with a black cloth, covering a huge monster.
William didn't know what it was.
William's gaze was quickly seen by the Hydra chief in the jeep beside him.
The man's eyes were red with a strange light.
He grinned evilly at William, then stepped on the gas pedal and chased after the large group of troops ahead.
At this moment, William had a vague illusion that the Hydra chief must know who he is.
or……
He might even know his own secret!
Thinking of this, William couldn't help but feel a little heavy.
He subconsciously pressed the notebook in his arms.
Through the thick down jacket, he could even feel the corners of the notebook.
A sense of solidity that cannot be expressed in words arises spontaneously.
However, soon, William's expression became very dignified again.
Because, on the last page of the notebook.
It records a passage from his elder, Professor William Dale.
"My descendants!"
"When that evil shadow reappears!"
"You have to do your best to stop everything!"
"otherwise……"
The note stopped here, and the ink handwriting dragged out a long diagonal line, scratching the notebook.
William still remembered that morning, when the maid screamed that something was wrong and woke everyone in the house, William was the first to rush into Professor Dale's room.
Professor Dale was lying on the ground with a calm face like a sleeping baby, but his fingers were tightly holding the pen.
He pressed so hard that the tip of the pen left a deep line in the lacquer of the table.
Professor Dale died of a sudden myocardial infarction.
This is the conclusion reached by the coroner.
Since everything was normal, there really wasn't any underlying disease to be found.
But William knew that even though he was getting old, Professor Dale's physical fitness was far superior to that of young people, which was due to his adventures of climbing mountains and traveling around the world when he was young.
Professor Dale can even ride a horse alone in the mountains for a few days before returning.
He is not afraid of wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains at all.
How could such a healthy old man die of a sudden myocardial infarction without warning?
William didn't know anything at the time, so he curiously opened Professor Dale's notebook.
When he finished reading the notebook, it was already dark.
Dusk was everywhere, and the house was brightly lit, but William felt an indescribably chilly dark tide surging towards him.
The darkness seemed to be alive, dancing around him, mocking his cowardice.
William was so frightened that he couldn't sleep, squatted by the fire, holding the gun, trembling all night.
That is, on the second day after Professor Dale's death, William re-experienced Professor Dale's adventure journey from a spiritual level.
""Crazy Mountain Adventures"!"
In a ruins in Antarctica, Dr. Dale and his companions witnessed one of the most terrible horrors hidden in the world.
This is the first manuscript of the person concerned, Professor Dale.
Even later, Professor Dale revised the content to reduce the horror, and mailed the revised draft to the famous fantasy writer at that time.
Getting writers published in monthly book magazines also terrified many readers.
Those weird and evil things, even just saying their names, will drive countless people crazy.
Since then, William seems to have suffered from autism.
He became taciturn, stopped talking to the girl he loved, and devoted all his thoughts to researching notes and studying.
This allowed him to obtain a doctorate from the school that Professor Dale graduated from with the highest grades.
Unfortunately, his degree is in the category of psychology.
In this era, it is in the period when barbaric doctors are keen to remove the prefrontal lobe for mental patients based on Moniz's theory.
What William has studied is impossible to be recognized.
(End of this chapter)