Super Detective in the Fictional World

With cobra technology, it's really not hard to get rich.

Hidden warplanes like that take tons of medicine from Central and South America to the United States at a time, calling back and forth and loading and unloading cargo for an hour or two.

With the current prices of illicit drugs in the United States, it's not hard to make 10 billion dollars a year.

Yet these years, the fireworks industry has taken tens of billions of euros from NATO, playing with eggs, lewd development codes, and not having to do drugs.

But with its notifications of extortion, Arctic base personnel have come and gone near a standstill to avoid being spotted.

McCullen, for his part, had long since hidden in other hiding places and had met privately with several NATO country bosses, pretending to be cluttered with ignorance of everything.

Although NATO has received information from the G.I. Joe Special Forces that McCullen may be in trouble, it is not convinced.

McCullen is not a generalist, and the connections he has accumulated over the decades in NATO countries are unusual.

Without absolute iron evidence, it is difficult to move him by mere suspicion.

Even the First Brother of the United States has made a number of "Russian" rumours, and if anyone is suspected of arresting them immediately, the entire NATO hierarchy will have to be arrested several times.

In this state of high pressure, only the White Ghost and the Baroness, the top leaders of the two members of the operation, occasionally take people out.

The cobras negotiate with countries and require a lot of layout, and the two go to "oversee the war”.

Luke waited for days before finally waiting for the pair of apprentices to go out.

Natasha, who was training indoors, was driven to wear armor, while he quickly packed items involving the privacy of two people.

Five minutes later, the two men drilled out of the ice house and chased to a cobra fighter that was already far away.

A hundred kilometres later, an invisible Quinn fighter came face-to-face, opened the rear hatch door and greeted two people in, turning around and chasing them.

Armor flights have many advantages, but one of the biggest drawbacks is movement limitations.

Especially if you want to fly at high speeds, at least keep your body straight in order for the thrusters on your back and hands and feet to work better.

While warplanes are slightly slower, people can move freely up there, at least with more intelligence in their hands, suitable for long distances.

On the driver's seat and the co-pilot, Luke began to pull out the data: “This time the White Ghost, they should be targeting this, French scientist Valerie Pinochet, a white woman, now 45 years old, a physics electromagnetist and involved in the development of nanomite resistance to electromagnetic interference. The other day, she had just come up with a couple of targeted options, and there must be some possibility of counteracting nanomites. ”

Natasha had a “heh” look on her face: "Cobra, is this crazy? Normally, such programmes take at least several years and more than a decade, from paper to practical. Even in an emergency, months of success would be good and not necessarily operational. ”

Luke shook his head: “The Binoche woman is a pacifist, so soon after joining the nanomite project, she has been studying countermeasures privately, and perhaps now she just lacks time to materialize them. ”

Natasha's eyes were bright: "Well, that's a good technique, isn't it? ”

Luke winks: "Oh, dear Nata, aren't you thinking about points again? This is not good. As a beautiful, charming black widow, how can she be as vulgar as a businessman? ”

Natasha turned a white eye: I believe in you, you black intermediary!

Luke coughed softly, “I'm not involved. You can get it, that's your own gain. ”

Natasha wasn't surprised, she just couldn't help but defame her heart: you big dogs don't lack points, just wait and I'll get it back for you, right?

Unfortunately, looking through everything does not amount to being able to resist.

A female agent who has already enjoyed the benefits of gasoline smelting knows that she is not only going to get this technology, but also doing a good job.

Who let the boss have too much good stuff!

……

Dr. Valerie Binoche is still working in the lab near Paris, within the Private Institute of Binoche.

She has proposed several anti-nanomite programmes, which are still under review.

Seventy-eight countries above are making noise, and hundreds of experts and scholars who have researched and developed nanomites below have also proposed a large number of programmes.

But as long as the actual product is not taken out, all the options are air-to-air and do not have the ability to sound a hammer.

The trouble with bureaucracy is evident.

Even at these moments, not everyone wants to solve the nanoworm warheads as soon as possible.

First of all, the specific power of nanomites, which many official people in various countries do not know, wants to use this dangerous thing to gain an upright advantage and a pioneer.

Secondly, even when nanomites explode, losses are not evenly distributed and many people and countries can even benefit from them.

This part of the population will not stand up, but trips in the dark, looking forward to some big news, pit competitors.

Therefore, Valerie's programme remains only a small fraction of the many options.

She had to go back to her lab to work overtime so that perhaps she could get ahead of herself and make the finished product without having to wait for the results of the fight.

Focused on research, she did not know that the cobra's invisible warplanes had stopped on the roof of the Institute at this moment, and that the White Ghost and the Baroness had snuck in silently from the roof with a team of iron-faced soldiers.

The White Ghost, they don't want to kill Valerie, they want to take her away.

Her research can be directed towards lethal grass stars for nanomites, or it can provide stronger protection for nanomites.

Moreover, her research materials were backed up at the NATO Weapons Intelligence Centre.

Making a big move would instead make NATO countries pay more attention to her programme, which would not be good for cobras.

The White Ghost team, the Mantis, walked in on their feet, and the other, the Yellowbird, followed.

Two clear shadows descended from the "Yellowbird" and clung silently on the Cobra fighter.

Less than half a minute later, the fighter's internal controls turned into replicated footage, the hatch door opened, two invisible people drilled in and the hatch door closed.

The pilot and co-pilot who stayed on the fighter plane were unaware.

Ten minutes later, a white ghost crew grabbed a middle-aged woman onto a warplane and immediately took off.

The Baroness sat next to the White Ghost on the fighter jet, and they spoke quietly about the capture of Dr. Pinocchi and stopped talking.

France travels more than 4,000 kilometres to the Arctic base, and invisible warplanes fly for almost two hours to ensure security.

Neither of them is nagging, of course it is not possible to keep talking, play each other for a moment, and then keep an eye on God.

The white ghost always felt something was wrong. He gazed several times in the cabin and saw only a few iron soldiers who could not sit.

He exhaled deeply: perhaps the situation had been too tense lately, and I was a little overstretched.

Thinking so, he continued to close his eyes and rest.

At the back he couldn't see, a small metal ant was clamping onto his armor, sticking a tiny mouthpiece to the skin of a blood vessel on the back and gently inserting it.