Hearing that Banner wanted to find some kind of plant, William asked Sunday curiously, "Do you know what kind of plant it is?"
On the windshield of the sports car, many kinds of plants immediately appeared. "Sir, these are the pictures I copied from Mr. Banner's computer. Currently," Fang Qiu said.
"Wait a minute." Seeing a familiar flower, William immediately said, "Autopilot."
Then he reached out and tapped on the picture of an orchid, "What is this thing called?"
Sunday zoomed in on the picture and paused for a full ten seconds before giving a reply, "I need authorization, sir. The information of this flower is kept in a confidential level five database by General Ross."
"Continue to check." After that, William recalled some images in his mind, "Why does this thing look so much like the Blood Orchid?"
Sunday's voice also followed, "Sir, as you said, it is indeed called the Blood Orchid, and its origin is in Borneo.
According to the data, seven years ago, a group of seven people, led by a guide named Bill, went deep into the rainforest of Borneo to search for the Blood Orchid. In the end, only four people came out alive.
After the guide named Bill left the rainforest of Borneo, he did not return to the United States, nor did he continue to stay in Borneo. Instead, he took a plane to Rio and disappeared.
After the three surviving members of the expedition returned to the United States, they were taken away by General Ross, who was in charge of researching super soldiers. Their whereabouts are still unknown. "
Needless to say, William guessed that this guy named Bill probably got the Blood Orchid and then hid in the Amazon rainforest, which had a climate very similar to Borneo's, to cultivate it himself.
"Does Ross have the Blood Orchid?"
"Sorry, sir, the data should have been transferred. I only found the number D0698, which has the file number of Borneo."
William frowned helplessly. Needless to say, Ross must have asked someone to save it only in paper documents.
And that kind of unconnected database was a forbidden area for Sunday.
And this file number D0698 made it obvious at a glance that it was June 1998. Ross might have sent someone to Borneo to search for the Blood Orchid seven years ago.
"Release the detector to search the depths of the rainforest of Borneo and see if you can find the Blood Orchid. Then find the guide named Bill for me."
"Understood, sir."
Sitting in the car, William thought about it and felt that it was better to drive Banner out of the rainforest.
Otherwise, who knows if he, the world's favorite, would be lucky enough to meet the guide who was hiding to cultivate the Blood Orchid.
"Tell Bronsky to send Ross to see me."
"Understood, sir."
In America, Bronski was waiting for a reply. When he received Sunday's call, he quickly walked to Ross's office.
"Knock, knock, knock. knock."
"Come in."
As soon as Brownski opened the door and saw Ross, he said, "Sir, Mr. Devonshire just replied that he wants to see you."
"You look to that bastard of William Devonshire?"
Ross frowned as he read the information on the space shuttle launch. Then, he saw Bronski's skinny face and sighed helplessly.
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"Is the newly developed Super Nutrient Solution no longer effective on you?"
"Sir, if it were useful, my weight wouldn't be 80% of what it was a month ago." Borneo rolled up his sleeves, revealing his arms that seemed to have shrunk by a circle.
His spine, which was much larger than a normal person's, was exposed. "According to the base doctor, the super soldier serum modified my injured spine.
But in order to provide enough nutrients for this super spine, it absorbs half of the calories and other nutrients I consume.
Sir, if we don't find a solution, I will be eaten by my own spine in a few months. "
Looking at the thick and deformed bones on Borneo's back, Ross silently took out the phone that William had given him from the drawer and pressed the dial button.
As soon as the call connected, Ross laughed and said, "Hey, William, I heard that you and Count Folger drove the yacht to the sea to fish for Blue Flag Tuna. How was the harvest?"
"What sea fishing? You believe that?" William, who had driven into his manor, parked the car in the garden and got out of the car with his phone.
"If you want to know where Bruce Banner is, exchange it with the Blood Orchid in your hand."
"You," Ross said sternly, "How do you know about the Blood Orchid?"
William laughed, "Then you have to ask Bruce Banner why he has information about the Blood Orchid."
Thinking of how he had asked his daughter Betty to study the Blood Orchid, Ross clenched his fists in hatred, wishing that he could immediately kill Banner who had stolen his daughter.
"Are you sure you have Banner's whereabouts?"
Borneo was stunned by Ross's simple exchange, and then he reacted.
"You guys have studied for so many years, but you haven't produced any results?
Tsk tsk tsk, I have to say, Ross, other than Banner, your subordinates are all trash. "
"Bastard, if you continue to be long-winded, I'll go to Borneo to find the Blood Orchid yourself."
"Haha, alright, alright, I'll wait for you in London." After choking Ross with a few words, William stopped while he was ahead, in case that stubborn old man really changed his mind.
"I'll send you some latest photos of Banner. See you tomorrow."
As soon as the call ended, Ross's phone received a few photos. He opened it and saw that the person on the screen was Bruce Banner, whom he and Bronski had been thinking about day and night.
He picked up the phone and called his assistant, then rushed to the airport with Bronski and a pair of twelve soldiers.
As soon as he boarded the plane, his assistant handed Ross an alloy lockbox.
After letting Bronski take the lockbox, Ross said to his assistant, "Tell NASA that when I come back the day after tomorrow, I want to see that the space shuttle is ready.
Otherwise, the report of a 15% annual reduction in funding will appear on the committee's desk. "
"Understood, sir."
After seven or eight hours of flight, the commercial plane landed at a private airport in London.
Before they got off the plane, Ross and Bronski saw an extended Phantom and six Land Rovers parked on the runway through the glass window.
As soon as they got off the plane, a middle-aged man in a decent suit and glasses stepped forward and took the initiative to extend his hand.
"Hello, General Ross, I'm Harry Hart, the manager of Kingsman. Shall we go to the hotel to rest for the night, or go directly to the laboratory?"
Hearing that the other party was the second-in-command of Kingsman, Ross's expression eased. "Where's William Devonshire?"
"Sorry, I shouldn't ask where the boss is." Harry showed a helpless expression. "If you're in a hurry, I'll inform the boss to meet us at the laboratory."
"Then let's go to the laboratory."
Ross, who was still waiting to return to the United States to preside over the space shuttle launch, thought it was just an ordinary biological laboratory.
However, when he arrived, he found that the area of the destination was shockingly large.
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