The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 367: Code

After Robin and Catherine made a plan, there were two things they needed to do next.

One is to wait patiently for the right person.

The second is to ensure that nothing happens to Swayte.

Catherine still has some doubts about Sweet's reliability.

This reliability is not about whether he has the ability, but whether he will actually succumb to these people.

But Robin assured that there was nothing wrong with Sweet.

When he came back, he found out how Sweet was caught.

For this reason, Morgan also let that kid Shulman follow him.

There is only one reason why the headquarters did not bring Shulman back, and that is that the headquarters has no idea about the special prop on Shulman.

Morgan didn't know either.

What I mean by not knowing is that Sweet didn't say anything about Shulman at all.

This is an absolutely kind and brave child.

So, how to keep Sweet alive becomes the top priority now.

Robin still has to handle this matter.

The next day, Robin and Catherine came to Bob's office.

Bob looked at the two of them with a half-smile: "How do you feel, Morris?"

Robin smiled and said, "I feel like my brain is back. Do I still need to go back to the base?"

"That's not necessary." Bob said, "I called you back for a more important mission."

"I know." Robin said, "That black guy, right? You think highly of him?"

"Of course, we want to know where he got that prop or how he used it, but we never expected that a child could be so stubborn."

Bob was somewhat helpless: "We have tried many methods, even some inhumane means, but the child still doesn't say a word."

Robin said faintly: "It's more than that, right?"

Bob shrugged his shoulders. "Of course, we found that the boy and the potion are perfectly compatible. He is... how should I put it."

"Same as us, right?" Catherine suddenly spoke up.

Bob nodded. "I hope you don't mind, but it's true. So, originally, Morris' samples were a little small for comparison. Now that you're back, Catherine, we need to conduct some new experiments. The side effects of the fifth-phase conventional medicine are still too great. We are researching an improved version. We did develop one before with the help of Morris, so it proves that this direction is feasible."

"You mean the more samples there are, the easier it will be to get results, right?"

"Is such that."

Catherine snorted: "If that's the case, wouldn't it be enough to make that kid look like Simpson?"

Bob shook his head. "That's the problem, Catherine. Morris didn't have this ability at the beginning."

"What do you mean?"

"After the potion enters your body, it will not only adapt perfectly, but also make your body evolve on its own. The most intuitive feeling you will see is that you have become stronger."

"So what? What does this have to do with idiots?"

"So what he needs is not a vegetable." Robin added, "What he needs is a brand new super soldier."

Bob shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's right. Actual combat is the best way to make your body evolve. Only with the ability to think and act can there be the possibility of evolution or mutation. But that guy seems to hate us a little."

Bob had a headache when he said this: "That guy is not afraid of death. After seeing the horror of the self-destructing collar, he still dared to attack our staff with the collar. I doubt whether he is not afraid of death or wants us to kill him quickly."

Catherine said, "I can beat him until he is willing to obey."

"Do you think we can't use some tough measures? Even if he really obeys, do you dare to believe it, Catherine? What's more, he doesn't seem to be afraid of exchanging one life for another."

Robin frowned: "Is this the only violent method you would use?"

"Not really. It's just that past experience has shown that this method works well, and even some stubborn people have succumbed."

"What's the point of having a tough bone?" Robin had already thought in his mind; "You shouldn't have threatened him with his family, right?"

"In fact, we did that." Bob said with emotion, "But he seemed to know that we were scaring him, so I planned to really capture his parents."

Robin said quickly, "Don't do this, Bob. Trust me, don't do this. This is the last resort."

"Yes, this is the last resort, because in addition to making him suffer, we also promised him money and women, but the desire this kid showed for that thing is simply not like a black man. His choice is an insult to his bloodline."

Catherine sneered when she heard this and said, "Listening to what you said, I think it's a good thing that America has guys like you. If there were everyone like you, America would have been finished long ago."

"Don't say it so harshly, Catherine. I'm just complaining."

Robin rolled his eyes and suddenly said, "Maybe you took the wrong path from the beginning?"

"What do you mean?"

"Don't forget what this kid did before." Robin said, "Have you ever thought that because he is still a child, he is the purest idealist?"

"Think about what those fifth-term warriors did once they were out of our control after they got their powers. It was as if they regarded serious crimes as achievements, and were ready to commit every one of them. But what about this Sweet? Not only did he not do that, he used his powers to act like a superhero."

"This guy has always been like a vigilante in Phoenix. We didn't notice his existence in Phoenix at that time because we thought he was just another fan of Hoodie Man. Because before, even Hoodie Man was breaking the law. But look at what he did. He even took home someone else's pet cat that couldn't get down from a tree. So, do you understand, Bob?"

Catherine shook her head. "He won't understand, Maurice. Just like I won't understand how much some people cherish their lives when they are about to die, Bob won't understand that there are good people in this world."

Bob looked at Catherine unhappily: "Am I so unbearable in your heart, Catherine?"

"How did those people at Base No. 4 die?" Catherine replied calmly, "You just moved your fingers. Is that something a normal person could do?"

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is that your style of doing things and the people you meet and the things that this base does, you never treat people as human beings, right?"

Bob seemed to have thought of something, and then he looked at Robin: "I think I understand, we are going in the wrong direction. For idealists, it is the stupidest way to make them surrender. We should just follow him."

"How about leaving it to me?" Robin said, "I won't say that I can get that guy to join us right away, but as long as you give me some time, he will definitely be one of ours."

"Are you sure Morris? I thought you only knew how to kill people."

"Don't forget, I completed so many missions. It's not hard to trick a child into working for us willingly."

Bob thought about it and it seemed that there was no other way.

"Okay Morris, go ahead and give it a try."

"Help me prepare some things."

"no problem."

Sweet opened his eyes. He couldn't remember how many days he had been captured.

Those guys really wanted to know the capabilities of their bracelets, and even more so, how to use them.

But they were destined to be disappointed.

Superheroes don't give in to villains.

never!

The agreement between him and Hoodie Man has not been fulfilled yet. Sweet believes that Hoodie Man will definitely come to rescue him, and then he will defeat all these people.

Just as he was thinking about these things, several soldiers came in, carried Sweet and took him out.

Sweet knew that a new day of torture was about to begin.

But what he didn't expect was that these soldiers actually took him into a clean and tidy room. A soldier said, "There are clean clothes on the bed. Take a shower and come out dressed. We are waiting for you. Of course, you don't have to do this. But kid, don't force yourself to suffer."

With that the soldier closed the door.

To be honest, Sweet didn't want to listen to them at all, but the soldier's last words were very good. There was no need to endure the hardship. Compared with what he had experienced before, taking a shower and eating a meal were nothing.

Soon, Sweet, dressed in a suit, walked out of the room.

"Come with us," said the soldier.

"Where are we going?"

"Go see an officer." The soldier said, "We are just following orders, so please don't cause us any trouble. Just because they don't want to kill you doesn't mean they won't punish us."

Sweet said disdainfully, "I hope you will suffer."

The soldier said nonchalantly, "Of course you can do that. Some people always like to vent their anger on some small people. To put it bluntly, they are just incompetent and dare not cause trouble for others. We are used to it."

Sweet was stunned.

He said dissatisfiedly: "I'm not afraid of you people."

Soon, Sweet was taken into a room with a guy in military uniform.

Sweet felt that the guy in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

"Hello, Mr. Sweet." Robin stepped forward and extended his hand: "Nice to meet you."

But Sweet didn't say anything, just stared, then looked around and said, "Who are you?"

"You can call me Lieutenant Colonel Morris." Robin took his hand back: "Don't be so hostile to me. I'm sorry they treated you like that before, but there's nothing we can do. We must ensure that you are a good person. Congratulations, Sweet, you passed the test."

"Huh?" Sweet looked at Robin in confusion.

"I know you are confused. Do you know why we arrested you?"

Sweet shook his head.

Robin took out a file and started talking about Sweet.

Until the end, Robin concluded: "Great resume, a good kid, especially those things you did while pretending to be Hoodie Man, all proved that you are a kind child. The reason for arresting you is simple, we need to protect you."

Sweet sneered when he heard this: "Although I am a child, I am not an idiot. Would a three-year-old believe what you said?"

"I know you won't believe it, but think about it Sweet, you're just like a normal person now, aren't you?"

"so what?"

"We know how important that bracelet is, but now it's ours, and you're still fine."

"That's because you don't know how to use it yet."

"But we will know sooner or later. Come on, I know you have a lot of questions and don't trust us, but I will give you a reasonable explanation. What do you want to know?"

"Is that medical building your property?"

"In a sense, yes, but not really. I belong to the partners."

“So the government is indeed conducting human experiments.”

"That's right, but this experiment is not as evil as it is said to be. Or some people are crazy because of the profit, but we are not like that."

"What I can tell you is that this is a super soldier program, a program that started fifty years ago. We believe that there are indeed superhumans in this world, and with the power of the government, we can always find some special guys."

"The original intention of this plan is to study where these superhuman abilities come from and how to use them for our benefit. I believe you have seen similar things. But Sweet, you also know that sometimes a plan has good intentions, but as time goes by, as the times change, and as leaders change, there will always be some variables."

"The variable of the Super Soldier Project is that a group of people split from the project. They advocate researching drugs that can make humans evolve at all costs. They don't care about the law, morality, or whether it is against humanity. They just want results."

Sweet sneered: "Don't tell me you are innocent."

Robin said, "But we are innocent."

"I said"

"Listen to me Sweet, the Super Soldier Program was initially divided into two factions. One faction believed that the program should follow basic human morality, and the other faction was what I just said. However, as time went on, the conservative faction was completely cleaned up."

Sweet was dumbfounded: "You've been talking all this time, are you trying to tell me that you're actually a bastard too?"

"No, I'm a victim." Robin said, "Don't be surprised. For science, sometimes the more limitless it is, the better the results will be. Isn't the rapid advancement of technology during the war due to this reason?"

"The radical guys did come up with some super soldier potions, but the success rate is a bit low, and even among those who succeed, their temperament will change drastically."

"But there are some people here who can still remain calm and humane, and I am one of them."

Sweet looked incredulous.

"I know you can't accept it right away, but let me ask you, Sweet, when you got those superhuman powers, didn't you ever think about some excessive things?"

Sweet was stunned for a moment, then fell silent.

Bob, who was watching the surveillance video, was a little surprised: "I didn't know Robin had this ability."

Catherine said nothing.

It seems that the FBI does more than just teach people how to use force for interrogation.

Empathy is all here.

Robin continued: "In fact, it's not just the super soldiers. We've found that any guy with this kind of power has a certain antisocial tendency, like Hoodie Man."

Sweet got excited when he heard this: "Bullshit! He's always doing good things!"

"I have a piece of data here. After Hoodie Man killed those gang drug dealers, he burned the contraband. How many people were hospitalized and how many people became addicted to drugs. This is the antisocial aspect of Hoodie Man. He did this three times."

"The reason for testing you before was also for this." Robin said seriously, "We need to know that there is nothing wrong with your brain and that you are not affected by those supernatural powers."

"So Sweet, after confirming that you are okay, I now formally invite you to join our purge organization."

"eliminate?"

"Yes, the Super Soldier Program was originally intended to benefit mankind, but it was taken advantage of by some people." Robin said, slamming his fist on the table.

The table shattered, as if telling Sweet that he was also a superhuman.

Robin spoke slowly: "I just said that I was a victim, right? This is the proof. I am also a superhuman, but I was lucky and was not affected. Although I am still working for them, the people in this base are actually a group of rebels. We need time, strength and manpower to fight back against them."

Robin stepped forward and patted Sweet on the shoulder: "I know it's a little hard for you to accept it for a while, we will give you some time."

"No one will bother you from now on. You can move freely to a certain extent. I can give you some time. Because we really need you as a warrior. We firmly believe that justice will eventually prevail over evil."

Sweet looked up at Robin and said, "The man who caught me threw me here. He's a bastard! An absolute bastard."

"I know. We want to kill him, too."

Sweet laughed and said, "Okay, how about this, you kill him first, and then I'll join you."

Bob, who was behind the surveillance, held up his chin and said, "How about we find someone to impersonate Morgan and kill him?"

Catherine said sarcastically, "See, it's still the same logic of doing things."

Robin looked at Sweet and said seriously, "It's not that simple, Sweet. Sometimes, killing a person can solve many problems, but sometimes, killing a person will only bring more disasters."

Sweet was stunned for a moment when he heard this!
this.
This sentence.

He looked at Robin in disbelief.

After thinking for a while, Sweet said, "What if this continues to develop like this?"

Robin laughed, "Trust me, we will make everything return to the way it was originally. That's all for today, kid, you should go and rest."

Sweet left in a daze. The conversation between the two just now made his brain crash.

Because this is exactly the same conversation as the one he had when he first met Hoodie Man that night!
Bob breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems to have been successful. I think Morris might be able to become a psychiatrist."

Katherine rolled her eyes.

He? A schizophrenic who works as a psychiatrist?

Well, it is quite appropriate. Only a psychopath can understand a psychopath, right?
(End of this chapter)