"This person's ideas are very interesting..."
Watching Leon's wheelchair leave the room, the burly middle-aged man with a bionic prosthesis on his right hand suddenly spoke and gave such a comment.
"I am neither a policeman nor a soldier, and my physical disability is not sufficient."
Next to him, a blond woman said without hesitation, "This kind of person is not suitable to be a bionic warrior."
"I think so too."
The man who interrupted Leon before nodded, "The most important thing is that he has ideological problems. His character is too rebellious and is not in the interests of the company. I don't recommend letting him pass the primary election."
"Second, then forget it."
The last person also echoed.
With that said, the three of them all gave the FAILED option directly on the computer in front of them.
Only the middle-aged man at the beginning opened his mouth. He glanced at the three of them unwillingly, and at the same time looked at the screen in front of him.
Name: Pedro Leon.
Age: 26.
Physical Condition Rating: C.
Political Thinking Rating: C.
Mental health score: B.
Overview:…
After thinking for a while, he lightly typed this paragraph on Leon's comprehensive evaluation form:
"The subject is full of justice and personality, and has a strong self-awareness. We think it can be a key observation target. Please review it."
After typing this paragraph, the middle-aged man alone gave a PASSED evaluation before closing Leon's message.
Seeing this action of the middle-aged man, the other three did not say anything. The four of them were responsible for the preliminary review. After the information was submitted, senior officials would conduct a second sampling review of the information, but the chance was not high. .
For candidates who have been FAILED by three examiners at the same time, few people will change their evaluation to make it possible for them to advance to the next round.
The blond woman nodded to the middle-aged man and pressed the button for the next brand. Then another ALS patient sat on an electric wheelchair and slowly moved in.
This incident is just a small episode, and the interviews with the Police Department are still going on...
However, what the four of them didn't know was that after Leon's information was submitted, in the data backend database, the newly submitted information was automatically transferred from the failed group to the passing group due to a system failure or some other reason. middle.
Not only that, the red FAILED seal judged by the three examiners also flashed and automatically turned into a green PASSED seal...
…
Bang!
There was a heavy sound, and a tall man in a vest with a sinewy face kicked open the iron door in front of him and strode into a dark and damp garage.
The garage was in a mess, with a large number of useless parts and wires placed on the ground. These bits and pieces covered the entire ground. In addition, there was an off-road vehicle parked in a corner of the garage. .
On the other side of the garage, there is a server cluster composed of five or six servers, causing the entire garage to be stuffy and humming with low noise all the time.
At this time, a young black man who was debugging the equipment suddenly turned around, took out a gun and pointed it at the door. He swore angrily when he saw the identity of the person coming at the door, and regained his composure and started debugging. The instrument in front of me rises.
"I said will-o'-the-wisp, can't you just open the door properly?"
Just then, a graceful woman wearing a baseball cap and dyed pink hair, covering the right half of her face, walked out from the shadows of the garage. She chewed gum and whispered, "What's going on?" I'm so angry with you, don't say anything yet and let me guess..."
As she said that, the woman looked behind the man in the vest with a narrow look, but she saw Leon himself pushing the wheelchair in. "Is it because Lamb messed up the matter of being selected into the Blackwatch Police Department?"
"You guessed it, Siren!"
The man in the vest said angrily, "This guy Leon is always unwilling to do what we have agreed upon, damn it!"
With that said, the man in the vest turned his head and pointed fiercely at Leon in the wheelchair, "Do you know how much time and energy we spent on helping you wash away the traces of the past? No, you can't even imagine it!"
"I'm so sorry, Will-o'-the-wisp..."
Leon smiled bitterly, "I won't do it again."
"Of course not, because we'll never get another chance!"
The will-o'-the-wisp roared, turned around angrily, and walked directly towards the compartment inside the garage.
Then he slammed the door shut.
The entire garage fell into an awkward silence.
"Hey, relax, Will-o'-the-Wisp has been like this since his wife and daughter died."
At this moment, in the off-road vehicle at the corner, a young man covered in engine oil slipped out from under the vehicle. He said something casually to Leon, and then slid under the vehicle again without waiting for Leon to answer...
"Thanks man..."
Leon could only nod his head, moved to the corner with some disappointment, took out a photo frame from the table, and wiped it quietly.
In the photo frame, the background is a lush grassland, and in the center of the photo is a woman sitting on a couch with a kind and maternal expression.
Next to the woman, stood a young and shy boy. If you look carefully, this boy is exactly what Leon looked like a few years ago.
"Leon."
Just when Leon was looking at the face of the woman in the photo frame with some disappointment, the pink-haired woman came behind him again. The woman bent slightly and looked at the photo frame in front of Leon, and suddenly there was a cheap feeling. The smell of perfume mixed with the woman's faint body fragrance spread into Leon's nasal cavity...
"Lamb, what happened today?"
the woman asked with some concern.
"No, it's nothing, it's just that I didn't answer the interviewer's questions as agreed before."
Leon scratched his cheek stiffly, and the other person's hair tickled his face. He subconsciously moved to the side, "Christina, I..."
"Call me Siren, thank you."
the woman reminded.
"Okay, Siren... you know, I have some persistence in my heart that I want, so..."
Leon shrugged, "Let's think of other ways. Maybe we can find the evil evidence of the BHB police team through other ways and ruin these guys' reputation."
"That's all."
There was some regret in the woman's expression, and then she raised her head and looked at a young black man tinkering with the server in front of her, "Digital, do you have another idea?"
"I'm just a hacker, I'll leave this to you and the maintenance man!"
The young black man replied without raising his head.
"Don't ask me, I don't know anything."
Another voice came from the bottom of the off-road vehicle.
"It seems we have no other option for the time being..."
The woman suddenly felt a little disappointed and helpless. She straightened up and smoothed her hair, but accidentally exposed the right half of her cheek, and there was a hideous scar on the right half of her face like layers of waves.
That's the scar left behind after chemical corrosion.
But at this moment, a message suddenly came from Leon's cell phone. Leon lowered his head subconsciously and took out his cell phone from his pocket, only to see that the message was an email.
Leon seemed to realize something. He was shocked and slowly opened the email. Only then did he see that the person who sent the email turned out to be the official account of Blackwatch Company.
Could it be that…
Leon quickly crossed the top of the screen to reveal the content of the email:
"Dear Mr. Leon, after the preliminary review, we have determined that you have considerable potential and a sense of justice that is beyond ordinary people, and your conditions are also very consistent with our Blackwatch Company's recruitment requirements for bionic police officers, so starting from next Wednesday , you will be allowed to participate in the second round of selection of members of the War Police Department, which will be located at 311 Reston Street, New York City. Please come on time to participate - Blackwatch Company North America Branch War Police Department."
Seeing this email, Leon's eyes suddenly widened. He raised his head and looked at the pink-haired woman who was also stunned, "Christie... Siren, I actually passed the primary election!"
"Thank God..."
The woman took the phone and looked ecstatic. The young black man and the man under the car also got up and rushed to the woman, scrambling to read the emails on the phone.
"Oh, well done lamb!"
"That's so cool. The chance of this kind of audition is no more than one percent. You did a great job, Lamb!"
"Really passed?"
Hearing the carnival of the people in the garage, the man in the vest who had been hiding in the back room rushed out. He snatched the phone from everyone's hands with a face full of disbelief. When he saw the words on it, he suddenly laughed loudly!
"Hahahaha... Well done Leon, I really belong to you!"
As he said that, the man in the vest even went up to kiss him on the cheek, changing his previous attitude of losing his temper.
Leon quickly pushed the man in the vest away, thus avoiding the fate of the burly man.
After a brief party, the five people calmed down again. They stopped what they were doing and began to sit at a table to discuss the next plan.
“Our next goal is to get the lambs through Blackwatch’s second screening.”
At the conference table, the man in the vest took a sip of beer and asked, "For the second screening, what kind of help can you provide digitally?"
"I can try to hack into the Blackwatch branch's intranet to see what they will test for the second screening, and then we can predict it in advance."
The black young man thought for a moment, then said uncertainly, "But I have not succeeded in intruding several times. Obviously, Blackwatch Company is very cautious when it comes to network defense."
"If it's not necessary, I think it's better not to do this kind of thing."
The pink-haired woman shook her head, "Are there many incidents on the dark web about hackers invading this company and being arrested by the other party's IP address? Although the digital technology is very advanced, it is probably difficult to be a match for this company. "
"So, we can start from other aspects, such as finding ways to improve Lamb's fighting ability, shooting ability, etc., so that he can stand out from countless competitors."
"I agree with Christina on this point."
The man in the vest chuckled, and then looked at the man covered in engine oil beside him, "What do you think, John?"
"Please call us by our code name in the organization, Mr. Ghost Fire!"
The pink-haired woman immediately frowned, "Sooner or later, we will be killed by you because of your carelessness!"
"Okay, Lady Siren."
The man in the vest shrugged indifferently and drank the beer in front of him in one gulp.
With a clang, the man in the vest put down the bottle, and then looked at Leon, "Leon, starting from tomorrow, I will start a devil training for you to improve your shooting and hand-to-hand combat abilities. I hope that this time you Don’t continue to be willful, okay?”
"Don't forget, our ultimate goal is to make the BHB police team and even the evil companies behind them receive the punishment they deserve. This is for us and for the entire society to realize their ugly side!"
"No problem, Will-O-Wisp!"
Leon nodded solemnly.
A meeting ended amidst everyone's discussion. Five people left the garage in batches, and Leon returned to his low-rent house.
It was getting dark at this time. When Leon returned to the door of the room, he checked the trap he had set up when he left. He felt relieved when he saw that no one had entered when he left the room. It rolled on its wheels and moved in.
After returning home, Leon first sat in the bathroom and washed himself, washing off the smell of cigarette and alcohol from his body, and then lay down on the bed tiredly.
But as soon as he closed his eyes, Leon fell into sleep involuntarily...
In the dream, it was a small square with green grass.
A middle-aged woman full of mature charm was strolling in the square with a young boy. In the breeze, the woman's hair was flying like silk.
Apparently, the woman is the boy's mother.
However, in this peaceful atmosphere, a burst of gunshots suddenly sounded in the distance. The woman looked frightened and started to run away with the boy, but she was still dispersed by the crowd of people around her.
The young man was knocked down and trampled by the crowd, and almost fainted, but he managed to hold on without losing consciousness, and instead tried hard to look up in the direction of his mother.
However, when he saw clearly, he only saw his mother held hostage by several criminals, and three people standing not far away, confronting the criminals.
The looks of those three people had long been engraved in the boy's memory. He almost without thinking called out the name of his favorite captain, praying that the other party could save his mother, but the other party just looked at him indifferently. , then he took out the gun and pulled the trigger directly...
Immediately, the entire dream was completely drowned by the deafening sound of gunshots...
When he came back to his senses, his mother had already fallen into a pool of blood, but his favorite superhero just cursed a few times, looked at him, and then turned around and left indifferently. .
In the end, all he received was a handful of his mother's ashes and hundreds of thousands of dollars in hush money.