"Mr. Macklin?"
Following the voice, Malcolm found that the cloth covering his eyes had been removed. A soft light entered his vision, and after a few seconds, his vision completely recovered. He found that he was in a hall that looked like a basement warehouse. The hall was huge, and was filled with people. There were at least a hundred people in the hall. After the blindfold was removed, he saw many people sitting in their seats looking back at him.
For a moment, Macklin did not see who these people were, but he knew that he had been kidnapped. From the fact that he was hungry but not thirsty, he had been kidnapped about eight hours ago. During this time, his eyes had been covered by a blindfold. During this time, he had tried to talk to the kidnappers, but no one had answered. This was the worst situation for an intelligence officer like him. This meant that the kidnappers were probably organized, or even foreign agents.
When his blindfold was removed, he was stunned when he saw his surroundings. This was completely different from what he had expected. Wasn't he going to be interrogated or blackmailed?
"Mr. Macklin?"
The voice sounded again, and this time, it was clearly dissatisfied. This made Malcolm immediately come back to his senses and look at the source of the voice. He saw a little boy, about ten years old, holding a notebook and looking at him as he spoke.
Macklin nodded subconsciously. The little boy immediately handed him a plastic badge and said, "Your seat is in the third row. It's written on your badge. If you're hungry, you can go to the corner of the room to get your own food. There are drinks and bread. There's only one toilet. If you want to use the toilet, it's best to line up five minutes in advance."
The little boy said these words quickly and anxiously. Clearly, he had said this many times. After that, he walked to another corner. Macklin was confused. He wanted to pull the little boy back, but at the same time, another hand was faster. It was a tall and muscular man with a cold and expressionless face. He grabbed Macklin's hand and looked at him silently.
Macklin immediately said, "Wait, wait, I don't mean any harm, but what's going on? I … Wasn't I kidnapped? Where is this? Who are you people? "
The little boy patted his head and said with some distress, "I know you were kidnapped, but I don't know how to explain it to you … Forget it. Look at how busy I am. You're wasting my time. God, do you want me to live? The meeting will start in an hour. I still have more than 30 people to inform and wake up. You can go to your seat." After that, he ignored Macklin and walked to the other side.
Macklin looked over and saw more than 30 people with blindfolds over their eyes, sitting on chairs. There were both men and women, but they were all adults. There were also some elderly people, but there were no children. He felt that these people looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who they were. At this moment, he was very anxious to go to the toilet, so he couldn't care less. There were no guards around, so he carefully walked in the direction of the toilet. He observed along the way, trying to find the exit of the hall, as well as the possible guards around, and so on.
When Michael arrived at the toilet in the hall, he saw men and women lining up. There were more than ten people in the line, and it would take at least a few minutes. Just as he was thinking about this, a hand suddenly slapped him from behind. Michael subconsciously clenched his hand and wanted to turn around, but a voice made him stop abruptly.
"Macklin?! You were kidnapped too? "
Macklin immediately turned around and saw a man in his fifties in a suit looking at him in shock. Macklin was equally surprised as he replied, "Si, chief? You were kidnapped too?! "
After the man called the chief confirmed that it was Macklin in front of him, he immediately pulled him into the line. At the same time, he looked around and whispered vigilantly, "Not only me, but also eight other members of parliament were kidnapped. I saw General Xavier before, but he had a kidnapper with him at that time, so I didn't approach him."
This time, Malcolm was really shocked. At the same time, he lowered his voice and said, "Impossible... What kind of organization is this? How could they kidnap so many important political personnel? What about our troops? Impossible, our troops should've taken action after kidnapping two or three people at most, right? "
The chief was silent for a moment before saying, "They took action at night, and the kidnapping was very efficient. After kidnapping some unimportant people, they began to kidnap important people. But later, they were indeed exposed. General Xavier was ordered to encircle them, and there were also our agents and special forces soldiers. But they … they defeated our troops, and General Xavier and I were captured …"
Macklin felt that all the surprises in his life were used up today. He swallowed his saliva and said, "… Russia? North Korea? Or China? It can't be … Europe, right? "
The chief was silent again. At this time, the line had reached Macklin. He pushed Macklin and said, "You go and take care of it first. I'm in the seventh seat of the second row. You can come to me directly later. I think there are some things that I can reveal to you."
At that moment, Macklin hurriedly relieved himself. While he was relieving himself, thousands of thoughts were running through his mind. The situation in front of him was extremely strange, and he could not deny his initial thoughts. What kind of a joke was this? What kind of kidnapper would be able to do this? Let alone kidnappers, even if it was a well-known intelligence organization in Russia, Europe, or Asia, it would be impossible for them to do such a thing. He lived in Washington, and the people who were kidnapped also lived in Washington, such as the members of parliament and General Shaver. Moreover, when they were ordered to attack, there must have been a large number of troops. To get rid of this troop, to capture the bureau chief and General Shaver at the same time, and to get rid of the follow-up troops, such a thing … was simply impossible!
Unless … Russia, Europe, or China and North Korea directly sent a large number of landing troops through nuclear submarines, otherwise, it was impossible to do this. But this was almost impossible, unless they wanted to start World War III …
Thinking of this, Macklin's back was covered in cold sweat. World War III … Once it broke out, it would be a war that would destroy human civilization. Because of the existence of nuclear weapons, they were not only the stabilizers that ensured world peace, but also the demons that could destroy human civilization at any time …
When Malcolm arrived in front of the Chief's seat, there were already more than ten people waiting there. Among them, there were a few that he recognized, they were his colleagues in the Intelligence Bureau. There were also some that he didn't recognize, but from their attire, he could tell that they were military officers.
Next to the chief was a strong old man. Macklin knew this old man, it was General Xavier. When Macklin arrived, they seemed to be arguing about something. When they saw someone approaching, they stopped talking, but when they saw that it was Macklin, a few of them sighed in relief. The chief immediately said, "You're here? Macklin … Your question just now is the focus of our discussion. What defeated us? "
Macklin calmed down at this moment. He moved a chair and sat down. "I want to know, how many troops do they have? Are they special forces? What about the heavy weapons? Or did they use missiles? What about our counterattack? Did the government declare war? "
After this series of questions, everyone smiled bitterly. This smile made Malcolm feel strange. When he was about to ask again, General Xavier said, "I can only confirm that there are four enemies. As for whether there are others hiding in the dark, I don't know. However, the enemy used heavy weapons, but they didn't use any heavy weapons. They didn't use any missiles."
Macklin was even more confused. The chief also said, "The so-called heavy weapons … It's different from what you think. They used robots."
"Robots?"
His expression was as if the director was cracking an international joke. The director smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, it's a robot. Don't look at me like I'm an idiot. My mind is very normal now. Besides, I'm not the only one who saw it. Basically, everyone here saw it too. It's really a robot, right?"
The people around nodded. Macklin immediately scratched his head and said, "Wait a minute, my blindfold was just removed. I'm still a bit confused … Robots? The kind we're researching? Equipped with guns, tracks, infrared cameras, and a computer identification system? Isn't the research still incomplete? "
Unexpectedly, the people around him shook their heads. One of the officers said, "No, not that kind. We saw it very clearly. It was a huge humanoid robot at least six meters tall. It had arms and legs and was very tough. Even when it was hit by a sniper rifle, its internal structure was not damaged at all. It had eyes and a head. We're not sure if there was a pilot inside, but it was definitely a robot made of metal."
Macklin looked at the people like they were idiots. He even started to suspect that these people had either surrendered or been brainwashed.
The chief looked at Macklin's expression and sighed. He said softly, "Macklin, the case you took over … the suspicious point you mentioned before, do you still remember?"
Malcolm's body trembled, and he immediately said, "You're saying … You're saying that in the New York International Airport bombing case, the half-burned video tape was the one in which the skeleton was seen moving in the fire and was shot by a gun, and it disappeared from the bureau's archives the next day?"
The chief nodded and said with a serious expression, "That … that skeleton was silver in color. If it was made of metal … Also, you told me before that the explosion at the airport couldn't have killed so many people. At least twenty of them should not have been in the explosion area. Also, there weren't so many gunshot marks, so that group of people …"
"Where are they now?"
"Could it be that they knew something, and like us, they were kidnapped and then disappeared?"
Once that was said, everyone present felt a chill run down their spines. For a moment, they did not know what to say …
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