The Goddess Shines on America

In the evening of Friday, Alice came to the Exeter Computer Research Center again, just like every weekend she came during this time.

The roar of Bugatti dissipated in the silent night sky, and the momentary silence was like a breeze blowing towards the face. Under the misty night, the bird's nest-shaped building is beautifully shaped, and the cooing of owls can be heard in the distant forest. It was quite warm in England in late April, so Alice was not in a hurry to go into the building, but was still sitting in the convertible, looking at her masterpiece with relief.

The idea is completed by herself, and the specific blueprint design is handed over to the best architectural firm in the UK. She is 100% sure that within a few years, this unique laboratory building will definitely leave a very strong mark on the world landmark record a sum of money.

Of course, the "Bird's Nest"-shaped steel-frame structure with an all-glass texture equal to the area of ​​the entire Bird's Nest Stadium is not something that can be seen casually on the street. Although purely from the perspective of construction capabilities, there are countries in the world that can build such things, but being able to do so does not mean that people can often see them.

Of course, Alice does not lack a certain degree of self-knowledge. The mature architectural capabilities of Europe and the United States are trustworthy. The Empire State Building was built in New York in the 1930s, and Paris even presented landmarks such as the Statue of Liberty a hundred years ago. Therefore, the status it will have in the world is still inferior to the Bird's Nest. The nature of stadiums in China~

"Well, but if you count the underground construction stage, architects all over the world will probably have their jaws dropped." However, Alice still has more wild thoughts. After all, any designer can draw blueprints, but The actual construction is another matter. As the initiator of the plan, Alice knew very well what she wanted to dig the underground of this laboratory. If it were an ordinary construction company, it would be rare to encounter such an order in many years.

At this very moment, while she was lazily sitting in the car and looking at the sky, twenty of the sixty Blackwater mercenaries were continuing the excavation work in shifts day and night. Even if they stayed on the ground, Alice knew every detail of their hard work. For example, the special muck tunnel located behind the laboratory building was excavated from the third underground floor all the way up, and it took only seventeen hours. the workload~

At this moment when there was no one around and the programmers in the building were busy eating instant noodles, Alice looked lazily at Tian'er, releasing her spiritual power to her heart's content.

Every slight fluctuation within a mile radius is under her control. Although mental power scanning is an energy-intensive act, it is also very good to lose weight after eating too many calories occasionally.

In other words, now is Alice's time to lose weight.

Twisted neck and buttocks are so cheap, genius girls rely on voyeurism to lose weight, this is called tall!

In this way, under the pretext of losing weight, Alice's mental power tentacles flickered in all directions. Arriving westward at Exeter, while the spiritual power enveloped the entire city, she also gathered a vast field in her vision. At this time, the moon and stars were sparse, black magpies were flying south, the airport not far away was half closed, and the nearby small villages and towns were also smoking, which looked like a harmonious new British countryside.

"...Huh?" But soon, Alice noticed an unusual situation.

For her, who has the highest resolution and can perceive molecular movement, even if the observation accuracy is reduced to a good degree, it is definitely at the level of the most advanced US military satellite with perspective effect.

So, she easily found a wrong woman.

It was a car heading towards Exeter, and it was still a Rolls-Royce used by the British royal family. Although the speed was not fast, it was driving steadily from east to west.

That woman is the driver.

The woman is 180cm tall.

The woman had a gun in her waistband.

Still sitting in her convertible Bugatti, still parked right in front of her precious laboratory building, Alice squinted her eyes threateningly as she looked at Tianer, and the well-deserved biological computer began to run rapidly . The vast amount of mental power was no longer scattered in the dust for the purpose of losing weight, but rushed towards the woman in one go.

Location: 20 kilometers east of Exeter, about 15 kilometers from the Computer Research Center.

Target: A Rolls-Royce sedan driving along the road, with a 180cm tall woman inside.

Purpose: to spy on her.

This was not a difficult task, and Alice immediately harassed this strange woman the most thoroughly.

The woman looks very Caucasian, if not directly Soviet, then definitely Eastern European. Her eyes are painted with smoky makeup, and her thick blond hair is combed behind her head, giving her the feeling of a mature, glamorous and high-end royal sister version of Avril Lavigne.

Of course, admiring beauties is not Alice's goal. She mainly focuses on this woman's "equipment".

Well, not that size definitely has F gear.

On the right side of the woman's waist was a gun bag, which contained a Soviet-made pistol with a silencer, and on the left side was a delicate military dagger. The visitor was not kind, which made Alice observe the woman even more unceremoniously, and immediately found an ingeniously crafted thing in the collar pocket of her black tight windbreaker.

It appears to be a bottle of perfume, but it is not the packaging of any known brand, and appears to be a bottle purely for liquids.

Even more exaggerated is another thing that was discovered.

Not on the woman's body, but in the trunk of the car, Alice actually found a rifle-style hook gun. This is a great thing, because the average person, not even the average soldier, or even any ordinary gunman, does not carry such a thing as a hook-line gun with him. Not to mention that Alice also easily discovered that the rope that the woman stored in the trunk was tens of meters long.

Scene: On the car park outside the Exeter Computer Research Centre.

"……what the hell?"

Alice opened her eyes suddenly, surprised by what she found: "A spy? An agent? A beautiful spy who drives a Rolls-Royce, uses a Soviet-made pistol, and wears a hook-and-rope gun running wildly in the middle of the night? What the hell are these!?"

No longer having the energy to sit in her car honestly, Alice jumped out of the car, and the Nike sneakers fell silently to the concrete floor.

Of course, during the whole process, she did not give up her continuous monitoring of the girl.

It was three kilometers away. When Alice jumped out of the car, the straight-line distance between the woman and her was about three kilometers. Strange characters, Alice thought. Is there anything in this city worth a Soviet agent looking for? Assuming she was really a Soviet agent?

On the inter-county road at night, the black Rolls-Royce gave full play to its superior performance without making any noise. It passed the airport very calmly and continued to drive towards the city...

"Turned around!?"

However, to Alice's surprise, the car suddenly turned around!

After ignoring a long strip of dedicated airport parking lot along the way, the car suddenly turned around and drove onto the side road!

"Sacks, sacks, balls sacks!"

Alice's mind is a little confused, isn't this guy's destination Exeter? Not University of Exeter?

After driving off the auxiliary road from this position, and then driving on the turntable road, there are only two places to go within a short distance.

One is to turn left and drive into the residential area built by the staff of the Alice Text Research Institute. It is still a construction site, and there is no value of stealing at all.

Therefore, there can only be one destination for this woman.

"what the hell!?"

She yelled out with a choked throat, not to mention mental strength, and Alice's real eyes also stared.

"My lab is being targeted by spies?"

"The KGB? Or the remnants of the Communist Party? Or was MI6 trying to frame the Soviet Union?"

"Thinking too much, the question now is, how could my laboratory be targeted?"

Alice was really puzzled. She was fearless about spies or something, after all, she could crush this woman to death in a hundred ways every second. Even if there is really some huge power that wants to investigate her, no matter it is really the KGB or some other secret organization, as long as there are no other superheroes in charge, if she really messes with her, it will still be the result of being crushed to death.

Therefore, Alice is really puzzled, a huge feeling of wonder, far exceeding the sum of any other emotions such as surprise and panic.

"Could it be that my plan to study the ternary system was exposed? That shouldn't be the case. After all, this project was closed by the top Soviet leaders at the time."

"It's still the secret of underground construction... Shit, even if I dig deep to store food, MI6 should be the one who should be curious. Besides, no one should know that I am constructing underground. The blueprints of the design office are only up to Up to the second basement level."

I was so puzzled that Alice almost forgot about the agent's progress. Soon, she could even see car lights flickering in the distance, a call from the horizon.

That car swaggered towards the laboratory!

"interesting."

The closer you are, the more carefully Alice observes.

What a delicate Rolls-Royce, what a tall Eastern European girl with full cups, and even a hook gun in the trunk. I have seen not one or two Hollywood action movies, It would be a great joke that Alice could not guess what the girl was up to in the middle of the night.

The question is, what does it mean she parks directly in the parking lot now?

Alice just sat in her Bugatti sports car, with her hands resting on the rolled-down car window, with a half-smile expression, watching the female agent who had not yet revealed her identity park into the parking space.