Latent Syndrome

Chapter 241 240 Quantum Tunneling

Chapter 241 240. Quantum Tunneling

In theory, White could dial anyone's number in the world.

Just rely on intuition.

Once the name and appearance in your mind are projected to the universe, you can find him in an incredible way.

Whether it's asking someone to enter their numbers, or buying Powerball tickets.

If he wants to find someone's number, he only needs to go to a lottery shop and play a lottery ticket. If the numbers are put together, it will be that person's mobile phone number. It's just faster to find a random passerby and let him input it intuitively.

There's no technical component, just luck, that's all.

In fact, White has never used hints to the extreme. He doesn't know the side effects, and he can't guarantee that kind of luck... Is it beyond human understanding? For example, in the universe, the only way for people to escape is death, then he can say Maybe it will just hang up.

He can do anything extraordinary if he wants to.

He actually tried.

If he wants to know someone's address, he only needs to find a map, turn on suggestion, project his thoughts to the universe, find someone to blindfold him, and let him use darts to hit the map, and he can immediately know the location of that person. .

Of course, he had done this to Colin, but that guy seemed to be entangled by some mysterious power, just like visualizing him through a gem. Without the help of the strange red and green lines, he would not be found at all.

The reason why he had to find someone else was a phenomenon that White himself could not understand, just like luck must be completely random and cannot be subjectively interfered by himself.

This also makes him a pessimist, because it further proves that... destiny cannot be resisted by one's own will.

White had people use darts to drop him many times, trying to find Colin's location, but every time he fell outside the world map. He didn't understand what was going on, so he had to follow the process honestly, and first went to Las Vegas. Si, luckily I met a noble man like Rhodes, otherwise I really wouldn’t have been able to catch this guy.

The SCT's intelligence work is no worse than that of the Countermeasures Bureau. Because there are too many capitulation factions, it often penetrates even deeper than the Countermeasures Bureau.

Regarding the witnesses of the South Pacific Incident and the information about the agents of Section 1, just as the Countermeasures Bureau stole a lot of important SCT information, SCT also stole it from the Countermeasures Bureau.

White was inexplicably familiar with those two people. After asking the headquarters to send information on important personnel, he dug out these two people from a large number of people. One was named Opal, who was an eyewitness to the South Pacific incident, and the other was named Pim, who was a witness to the South Pacific incident. Section 1 agent.

When White saw the lonely peak, he also had evil thoughts in his heart, and he probably guessed what was going on.

SCT has such an ironclad rule that after finding the person who witnessed the incident, contact is prohibited and senior personnel will be notified immediately to deal with it.

Presumably the Countermeasures Bureau has a similar approach.

These people must have a close connection with the outbreak of Abyssal Syndrome. The No. 1 agent may have violated this rule, so he fled with the scholar and took refuge on a lonely peak shrouded in wind and snow.

But what he was clearly visualizing was Colin, but pictures that had nothing to do with it actually appeared. Perhaps it meant that Colin was also involved. Did he rush to kill him in order to prevent the matter from being exposed?

Let yourself be caught, Colin's handle.

The taxi driver saw that his cell phone kept ringing but was not connected. His heart was in his throat, fearing that White would suddenly lose his mind and shoot himself.

Just when the driver was extremely nervous, the phone was connected. He handed the phone to White honestly, his legs trembling.

White took the phone.

Although the connection has been opened, the other party did not speak, there was only some faint sound of electricity.

"Hello, this is Mr. Colin."

"Glad to serve you."

"Can I take a minute of your time to introduce our best-selling products?"

White was playing a prank and planned to show off his power, so he would play a trick on him first.

…

Colin found a random hotel bathroom to wash his face, took off his dusty coat and threw it into the white soot used to extinguish cigarettes above the trash can.

Another man in the bathroom was frightened by this operation. Originally, he only planned to use the trumpet, but when he saw the bloody clothes and Colin's actions of wiping the blood, he hurriedly hid in the stall and covered his mouth so as not to make any sound. Pretending not to notice, and the vicious scar on his face, he must be a murderer.

Colin felt a little confused when he answered the phone. Could it be that he was overthinking it? Is he really just a salesman who works tirelessly and conscientiously?

He hung up the phone directly.

Half a minute later, Colin arrived at the taxi stand and prepared to hail a taxi to the nursing home where his ex-wife was staying.

At this time, the phone received a text message, still from the same number. The content was a photo. The scene was in a taxi. A man in poor clothing and ill-fitting wide suit trousers was taking a picture of another person from a bird's eye view. On the other phone, there were photos of Pim and Opal's driver's licenses.

The cold winter wind was biting. Colin was waiting for the bus on the platform wearing only his shirt. Passers-by were talking about the previous loud noise, the stock market crash, the explosion, and the strange news broadcast. Not only did they not Uneasy, but a little excited, eager to be liberated from some kind of shackles.

The thing that worried him the most happened. Just as Opal said, the opponent was the ninth in the combat directory. He also had great hands and eyes and could obtain most of the intelligence in the world.

And he has been exposed, and the current situation... is like walking on a tightrope.

Due to major events, taxi drivers had to collect their cars and go home. It was difficult to find a taxi. A man of medium height finally stopped a car and got in.

Colin had no time to worry about so-called rules.

Before the taxi drove away, he quickly rushed forward, opened the door, and violently pulled the man of medium height out. With his strength, he threw him casually, rolled him twice, and knocked him. The bump caused some bruises and swelling.

Colin did not hesitate to sit on the car and closed the door.

"You he……"

The driver hadn't finished swearing. He was planning to stand up for the passenger just now because he was exercising, but when he saw that face in the rearview mirror, his whole body shrank.

"Where are you going?"

Because Colin was not wearing a seat belt, the warning sound kept sounding, and the driver turned off the warning sound very considerately.

"Drive towards Queens first."

After Colin said this, he immediately asked the other end of the phone.

"what do you want to do."

His voice faintly carried the threat of killing the whole family. Colin had no way out, he had to fight against everything.

"Uh-oh..."

"Don't be so serious, Agent Colin."

"I'm very friendly."

"It's just that you pounced on me like a mad dog without any reason, which made me very nervous."

"It's amazing..."

"Just now, I learned something big, and I wanted to talk to you about it."