Without the slightest warning.
Before Lu Zhou, who was lying in bed, could react to what was going on, he saw the courier in the video window take out a pistol and shoot at Ling's chest.
Bang!
Light blue electric sparks burst in Ling's chest.
After the shot hit, the robot courier at the door did not stop carelessly. Instead, he continuously pulled the trigger and fired at Ling's chest and head, directly emptying a magazine.
For robots, EMP weapons were far more deadly than ordinary kinetic weapons. As long as they were shot once, they would at least lose their ability to move.
The robot courier skillfully put the pistol into his arms. He did not care about Ling, who was standing motionless at the door. He reached out and wanted to retrieve the package he had previously handed out from Ling's hand.
However, at this moment, a scene that it and the person controlling it behind the scenes could never have imagined happened.
The package was like it was tied by a tank weighing dozens of tons. No matter how hard it tried, there was no way to retrieve it from Ling's hand. It couldn't even shake the body of the robot standing at the door.
At the same time, the pair of red pupils suddenly bloomed with a scarlet light.
Ling, who had been shot by a magazine, continued to hold the package in his left hand. He freed his right hand and reached out to the neck of the robot courier, lifting it from the ground like a chicken.
"Danger, clear."
A trace of pain appeared on the expression of the robot. It struggled to stretch its hands to its neck. Its legs kicked wildly on Ling's body, trying to break open the hand that was holding its neck.
However, the hand was like an iron clamp, firmly fixing it in the air. No matter how it struggled, it couldn't set off any waves.
Lu Zhou's voice came from a distance in the house.
"Ling, take out its memory."
"Yes, Commander."
After hearing Lu Zhou's order, Ling threw the package on the ground. His left hand was like a blade as he directly inserted it into the chest of the robot.
However, just as it was about to pull the memory chip out of the robot's body, a wisp of white smoke suddenly emerged from the package.
The moment he saw the white smoke, Lu Zhou, who was lying on the bed in the bedroom, instinctively had a bad feeling. However, before he could react, a deafening explosion filled his eardrums, and the vibration from the bed almost threw him to the ground.
Then, from the corner of his eyes, Lu Zhou saw a black shadow pass by the bedroom door. The scorching heat wave and shockwave almost blew the shoe cabinet at the door to the balcony …
Looking at the messy living room, Lu Zhou was dumbfounded.
Crazy …
This was insane!
A hundred years ago, he did not encounter any assassins. At most, he was surrounded by pirates when he was visiting overseas. He did not expect that a hundred years later, an assassin would come knocking on his door.
Furthermore, he was carrying such a huge bomb …
Are people in this era so simple and crude to solve problems?
At the same time, Ling, who was standing in the center of the explosion, glanced at the wreckage with only the neck left in his hand, then looked at the surrounding collapsed walls and messy living room.
The scarlet light in his eyes gradually faded. Ling said to himself.
"Target, locked.
"Begin pursuit …"
…
"Damn it!"
In an underground low-rent house a few kilometers away, Chester, who was sitting in front of the holographic computer, slammed his fist on the table and cursed.
According to his original plan, after opening the door, the robot he controlled would first shoot the robot who opened the door, then carry the package into the house and detonate it.
If Lu Zhou opened the door in person, it would be even better.
He would directly press the detonation switch and take him away.
However, the plan went awry from the beginning.
Not only was the robot terrifyingly powerful, but even the EMP pistol was useless against it.
No matter how you put it, this was a bit too much. After all, he had emptied an entire magazine!
After taking so many EMP bullets, even an exoskeleton armor of an orbital airborne brigade would lose its combat effectiveness, right?! However, that guy was fine …
"Electromagnetic shielding armor?"
"Not bad."
Looking at the blank screen, Chester snorted, pushed the chair away, and stood up.
Any form of remote control would inevitably leave behind traces.
Regardless of whether the attack was successful or not, this place was no longer safe.
Without any nonsense, he took out an aluminum-heat grenade from his arms and gently placed it on the top of the computer case. After pushing the safety off, he pressed the delayed detonation button.
Then, he picked up the suitcase that he had packed and walked towards the door.
The moment he closed the door, the case of the holographic computer behind him was already flashing a hot white light. The metal case shell was like melting ice cubes, turning into a pile of waste in the hot redox reaction.
When he came to the parking lot, he threw the suitcase in the trunk. Chester, who got into the car, started the engine skillfully. After switching to cruise mode, he set up a safe house in the outer suburbs that he had prepared in advance.
The assassination attempt had obviously failed.
Obviously, the Academician Lu was also a master of using smart devices.
But then it made sense why there were so many robot wreckage on flight N-177, and why he was able to kill the hijackers on an entire flight by himself.
There was a sudden flash of excitement in his bloodthirsty pupils. Chester licked his dry lips as he looked at the street view and the endless neon lights outside the window.
Interesting …
There were few goals that could make him feel so happy.
…
Twenty minutes after the explosion.
Police cars had surrounded the entire apartment building.
Standing in front of the police tape, the man in a suit frowned as he looked at the dark door. He squeezed through the crowd and walked to the police officer handling the case.
He then asked, "Is he okay?"
His name was Si Hong, the office secretary of the chairman of the Pan-Asian Cooperation. He had been working in Jinling for the past few days. After hearing the news of the explosion at the door of Academician Lu's house, Li Guangya immediately asked him to put down his work and rush over.
"The killer should have found this place through the lens of that report …"
The police officer looked at the nearby house numbers and looked sharply at Secretary Wei, who was walking toward him. He continued, "If I were you, I would review my mistakes in my work."
Wei Song: "This matter is indeed our negligence."
Seeing that Wei Song sincerely expressed his apology, the police officer didn't say anything more. He just spoke briefly.
"Let him live somewhere else. It's not safe here anymore. If it's convenient, let him cooperate with us to make a statement. I feel like he is hiding something from me … "
Although it was excusable for the victim to remain silent, and the restrictions on power in the Pan-Asian Cooperation law also made it impossible for them to force the victim to speak, this would undoubtedly increase the difficulty of handling the case.
From the perspective of a police officer, he still hoped that Lu Zhou could cooperate with them honestly. At the very least, he should tell them who opened the door at the time. If it was a robot, why was there only a wreckage of a robot left behind?
Hearing this, Wei Song smiled bitterly and nodded his head.
"I'll try my best."
After that, he stepped over the fence and walked into the house.
The situation in the house was even worse than the entrance. From the entrance to the living room, it was almost completely destroyed, as if it had been hit by a typhoon.
After standing in the messy living room for a while, Wei Song glanced around and quickly saw Lu Zhou sitting next to the wine cabinet in the dining room, so he walked towards him.
"Hello, Academician Lu, I am Wei Song, the secretary of Chairman Li Guangya. This is my business card."
After accepting the holographic business card, Lu Zhou, who was almost accustomed to the way people greeted him in this era, looked at Secretary Wei standing in front of him and asked.
"Who wants to kill me? Do you have a clue?"
A guilty expression appeared on Wei Song's face as he continued.
"This … We also want to know and bring the perpetrator to justice as soon as possible. I'm really sorry that you have encountered such a thing. The case is still under investigation. If there is any progress, I will let you know immediately. "
Having said that, Wei Song paused for a moment before continuing.
"In addition, for safety reasons, our suggestion is that you should change to a safer and more secluded residence. First of all, this place is not suitable for people to live in. Second, it is difficult to guarantee that the killer who attacked you will not attack again.
"If you haven't thought of a suitable place, we can help you —"
Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "No need, I can solve the problem of where to live.
I will solve the problem of where to live myself. "
Wei Song: "Of course, we respect your choice. It's just that we suggest that it is better for you to avoid choosing places with many people as much as possible. This way, it is more convenient for us to provide protection for your safety. Secondly, it is also for the safety of other people. "
Safety protection?
When Lu Zhou heard this, he smiled and didn't say anything.
To be honest, he still couldn't completely trust that Li Guangya was here. How could he be at ease and entrust his life to that guy?
Logically speaking, if he encountered an accident, it would not be a good thing for him.
But since when did the real world talk about logic?
I'm not a child anymore.
Lu Zhou: "You said you will help me, right?"
Wei Song nodded immediately.
"I will do my best."
"Okay, I plan to build a house on my own in the suburbs." Looking at Li Guangya's secretary, Lu Zhou continued, "Forget about the compensation for my former residence. Just give me a piece of land. That should be fine, right?"
"No problem." Wei Song looked at Lu Zhou in a daze. He said, "But you are going to find a place to live soon. Is it too late to build it now?"
"You don't have to worry about this." Looking at Wei Song, who was dumbfounded, Lu Zhou continued in a relaxed tone, "I will solve the house myself. You just need to help me with the procedures as soon as possible."
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