As long as no one is there, Luke can take out a full set of camping supplies from the storage space, and a full set of furniture is fine.
So this kind of desolate semi-suburban is not torture for him, but the place where he can relax the most.
He released an invisible shield similar to a wild mosquito net from the space to isolate possible surveillance from the outside world, and then he lifted his invisibility.
A sofa, a small tea table, and a cup of hot coffee, he sat down lazily, and began to inquire about the information of the Life Foundation in a leisurely manner.
It's just a habit.
At least when he needs to attack this institution, he can roughly judge the consequences and determine the follow-up countermeasures.
An hour passed, and Luke was sure that he wanted to go wrong.
At the beginning, he only saw the news about the deep space probe, and misunderstood the research direction of the Life Foundation.
It was actually established by a medical company.
After Carlton, the president, made his fortune from a pharmaceutical company, for some reason, he put most of his energy into space exploration and developed a deep space probe.
But that doesn't mean he has given up on the pharmaceutical industry.
The space program of the Life Foundation is still supported by the profits of pharmaceutical companies.
Could it be that Carlton is really Simon's puppet? Luke was a little uncertain.
And the Life Foundation is definitely not clean, a clean institution will not secretly catch homeless people.
This is good news.
Compared with the San Francisco gangsters who would spread the word about each other's troubles, Luke felt that it would be good to change his taste with this kind of black organization.
Suddenly, he turned his head to look at the monitoring screen of the mountain monster drone.
It was in the underground parking lot, a woman opened the trunk, and a handsome young man came out from it.
This woman, Luke, has seen it on surveillance and checked the information just now.
She's a researcher at the Life Foundation, Dr. Dora Sgels.
Uh... Isn't this going to be a jpg plot of late-night parking lots, uniforms, and cars, to force Luke to add strange knowledge
But soon, he dismissed the idea.
Because the expressions and actions of the man and the woman did not look like people who were going to play a plot jpg.
Dr. Dora was obviously vigilant, looking nervous.
She took the man, carefully avoided the surveillance, opened the safety staircase door, and let him in.
Then the man entered the stairs alone, but Dr. Dora hesitated on the spot.
As a result, two patrolling security guards came over, found her, and asked a few words.
Dr. Dora unnaturally lied that he had forgotten something and came back to pick it up, and immediately got in the car and left after fooling around.
The two security guards didn't have much doubt.
Dr. Dora has been working here for a long time, and this kind of forgetting to take something happens occasionally.
Luke murmured curiously: "Interesting, what do you want to do, is it a commercial spy?"
In the United States, commercial espionage is extremely rampant.
As long as there is a company with a little technology, someone will come up with ideas.
Although the Life Foundation does not have a particularly well-known technology on the surface, it is impossible to say that no one is interested in their medicine and deep space probe technology.
But just watching the man upstairs move for a moment, Luke shook his head: This man doesn't look like a commercial spy in every move.
Commercial espionage generally has clear goals and decisive actions, and must race against time.
And the young man in front of him seemed to be looking around from door to door, taking pictures everywhere with his mobile phone, he looked like a paparazzi.
Just thinking about it, the intelligent program found the man's information.
After taking a look, Luke hehe: No wonder the information can be found so quickly without specific search criteria.
This man's name is Eddie Brock, and he is really a reporter. He used to be well-known in Los Angeles.
However, in the last year or two, he was poached and came to San Francisco.
At the same time, Eddie has also changed from a simple paparazzi reporter to a columnist, especially exposing and criticizing those social injustices.
As self-media channels such as f2f and Feixun Toutiao have become increasingly mature, he has successfully gathered many fans.
Today's Eddie is among the ordinary people on the west coast, similar to the well-known big V in the previous life.
This kind of person came to the research institute of the Life Foundation at night, definitely not to praise the other party.
Luke glanced at this guy's online self-media account by the way, and found that he had posted several reports about the Life Foundation in the past two days.
Its content is to criticize the Life Foundation for concealing danger, using homeless people for drug testing, and causing death.
Just a few days ago, Eddie received a notice from the media that hired him.
Before he issued these reports, the media had already terminated the employment contract between the two parties.
That is to say, after Eddie lost his job as a columnist, he immediately posted these reports.
Luke groped his chin, and laughed: "It seems that this Eddie really stabbed the life foundation's hornet's nest, have they started to smash each other's jobs?"
At this time, he also vaguely remembered something about this Eddie.
Back when Luke and the two were still in Los Angeles, this guy published a lot of reports, filming superheroes' rainbow farts, so Luke always felt that the name sounded familiar.
However, "chasing stars" has become a messenger of justice, which should be regarded as a die-hard fan. Maybe he still wants to be the master's representative like the Dark Knight? Luke wanted to laugh a little.
He wasn't laughing at this Eddie overreaching.
On the contrary, if the other party can really insist on doing this kind of report, Naluke doesn't mind providing sufficient financial support.
In fact, he has been using all kinds of disposable vests to train these "speakers of justice" with the black money in his hands.
This can ensure that there are a certain number of "public opinion thorns" in the online media, and prevent public opinion limelight from becoming a monopoly of the government or capital groups.
At the same time, it is also convenient for Luke to fish in troubled waters.
Otherwise, whenever something happens, a certain hacker will jump out and break the news, and the routine is too obvious.
It is much easier to support a group of "tap water" media people like Tracy and Eddie, give them a batch of "ammunition" at the right time, and attack those official black hands.
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At this time, Eddie in the building had come to the floor where Harley was held, that is, the floor where the homeless were held.
Sneaky and sneaky, he soon caught the attention of a middle-aged female homeless man in a room.
The middle-aged woman flung herself at the glass door, slapping Eddie's name, telling him to save her.
Judging from Eddie's reaction, he also knew this woman.
However, Eddie, who had little experience in sneaking, was a little flustered, and he reached out and pressed randomly on the control panel at the door.
Luke smacked his lips and stood up: "Okay, it seems that I'm going to do a little favor."
Even though he has always had no response to Batman fans, but saving them who do good deeds when necessary does not violate his heart.
Not to mention that it would be a pity for a good pen player like Eddie to be killed by a scum like the Life Foundation.
At the place where the heart moved, everything in the room was put into the storage space, and his figure quickly disappeared into the air.