"Hey, team leader, where are you now?"
After asking such a question, Peter wanted to slap himself. Apart from being in the hospital, where else can the team leader go now
"I'm riding a horse!"
Xie Lun's angry voice came from the phone.
"Yeah... hmm?" Peter frowned suspiciously, "Team leader, aren't you in the hospital? Why are you riding horses again..."
Peter's voice grew quieter as he heard some strange noise growing louder on the other side. The sound seemed to be coming from covering the mouth, shouting with a certain rhythm. As time went on, the rhythm became faster, and the pitch of the sound became higher and higher. Finally, it could not be controlled and it made a high-pitched sound. woman screams.
"...ah...god..."
The scream was quickly followed by another rapid sound, and this sound was obviously completely different from the scream.
Peter didn't speak and hung up the phone silently.
He is no longer a junior brother. Since he met Victoria, he has also experienced the process of being young and shy to being familiar with it, and he is very familiar with the voices coming from the other side.
It's just...the team leader is the team leader, both at the same time.
Thinking about the beautiful big sisters at home, Peter felt extremely envious for a moment.
Of course, he was envious. If he dared to go out to steal food, the conservative Aunt Mei and Uncle Ben, let alone others, could break his own legs first.
Peter glanced behind him, huh? What about the shape-shifting robot? Why didn't you catch up
Was it because he ran too fast that the other party lost track of him
Fake, if I had known this, I wouldn't have fought with him just now.
Panting, Peter jumped down from the roof of a building, hugged Connor and sat down directly in the corner, breathing heavily.
As for Connor, after going through a "roller coaster", he was somewhat immune to this again. Although his face was equally pale, at least he didn't vomit.
After resting for a long time, Peter held on to the wall, stood up tremblingly, and asked Connor: "My child, where do you live? I will take you home."
"Go home?" Connor suddenly remembered something and said anxiously, "By the way, if they can't catch me, they will definitely go to where I live to look for me. My adoptive parents are in danger."
"Adoptive parents?" Peter said a little surprised, "You...are an orphan?"
Connor shook his head, then nodded again, and said in a heavy tone: "My father has died long ago, and my mother... is in the mental hospital. I am currently assigned to a foster family by the Children's Aid Station."
Peter, who also lost both his parents, heard Connor's words and felt a little sympathy in his heart for a moment. I am better than him, at least Aunt Mei and Uncle Ben regard me as their biological child. And looking at the child's appearance and listening to the tone of his voice, it was obvious that his life in the foster family was not good.
Peter knelt down, reached out and touched the top of Connor's head, and said solemnly: "We will call to inform your adoptive parents to leave, and then arrange for the police to ambush them."
Connor's eyes lit up, is this okay
"Of course." Peter took out his cell phone and handed it to Connor, "You call your adoptive parents now."
Connor took the phone and dialed quickly. The call was quickly connected, and a tired woman's voice came from the other side: "Hello, this is Gate's house... Connor? Where are you now? Do you know how long we have been looking for you? You can come right now." Get back here right now!"
Connor put the phone away from him and waited until the scolding disappeared, then said angrily: "Wait a minute, there are NIA agents looking for you."
"Agent?"
Before Mrs. Gate could react, Peter took the call and said in a deep voice: "I am an NIA agent. You are in danger now. Please leave your residence immediately and go to the nearest police station."
"Haha," Mrs. Gate laughed disdainfully, "Boy, I am a little too young to play this trick with my mother. You have such a young voice, and the hair on your lower body has not even grown yet, and you dare to pretend to be an NIA agent. I think you are Tired of living."
"Tell Connor that if he doesn't come back in an hour, then never come back!"
After saying that, she hung up the phone before Peter could speak.
Listening to the blind voice coming from the phone, Peter blinked and looked at Connor in confusion: "Does my voice sound very much like an NIA agent?"
"It's not just your voice, there's something wrong with your whole body, okay? Is there any NIA agent who wears tight clothes like you?"
Connor muttered something in his heart and said with a forced smile: "Don't take it to heart, that's the problem with the Gate couple. Don't mention your phone calls. Even if the police do come to the door, they will still be very rude."
Peter curled his lips and said, "Forget it, I'd better send a message to the rest of the team first."
Just when Peter called Sam and Tina to report the incident, the doorbell of Gate's house rang.
"Who is coming at this time?"
Mrs. Gate mumbled and opened the door angrily, only to see a police officer standing at the door.
"Hello, may I ask... John Connor lives here, right?"
the officer asked with a smile.
Mrs. Gate looked at the other party warily, stretched out her hand to grab the door frame, and said coldly: "Did that brat get into any trouble again? Let me tell you, he only lives here temporarily. No matter what mistakes he makes, he will be with us." It doesn’t matter.”
The police officer smiled: "Can I go in and talk?"
Mrs. Getter hesitated for a moment. Seeing the other party's cold eyes even though she was smiling, and the pistol slung around her waist, she finally gave in and opened the door obediently.
In the park where Peter and T1000 fought, a dozen police officers gathered around him vigilantly, looking at the tightly wrapped "cocoon". There was a brave police officer who cautiously stretched out his hand to touch the cocoon, but was immediately scolded by the captain next to him.
"Damn it, you idiot, what are you doing? Do you know what this is? How dare you touch it!" The captain caught the police officer and slapped him, "I'm warning you, our mission is to keep an eye on this place. As for what’s inside this thing, no one is allowed to be curious, do you understand?”
Feeling the spittle spraying on his face, the police officer nodded quickly.
The captain snorted and walked towards his police car, preparing to ask the headquarters when support would arrive. But as soon as he took a few steps, he heard the trembling voice of his hand behind him: "Boss, this thing... moved."
"Just move, don't be afraid."
"But... there seemed to be the sound of something tearing."
"Then what are the guns in your hands for? Is it for display? No matter what comes out of it, I will beat it into a hornet's nest."
What these police officers were worried about did not happen. The T800 did try hard, but the spider silk was too sticky and it struggled a few times at first. But as he struggled, the spider silk became tighter and tighter, and finally he was completely wrapped into a mummy.
At this time, three black SUVs and a black small truck drove over.
Several men in black got out of the SUV, handed a document to the police chief, and said solemnly: "We are from Seibo Company. We have received approval from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Leave this thing to us."
The captain looked at the document carefully and asked the headquarters through the intercom. After receiving a positive reply, he waved and left without saying anything more.
After all the police cars left, the men in black took out their instruments and scanned "Cocoon". When they heard the instrument make a beeping sound, their expressions immediately changed.
How can there be a reaction to nuclear radiation