Chapter 94 White House Summon
With the arms deal done, it's time to deal with the railgun.
Wrap the railgun with foam material, put it into a special weapon box, and then cover it with several layers of thick black sacks.
Just like the "confidential delivery" that is common in later generations.
Then notify the logistics department and ask them to deliver this "mysterious rectangular unknown object" to a small unfinished building in the suburbs of Philadelphia.
That is the "old place" that Yang Ren mentioned.
The previous arms deals with Newman Arms and PMC were all conducted there.
By the way, inhibitors related to the Veronica virus in Manuela's body are also under development.
Once the research and development is successful, the little one will no longer have to suffer the pain of organ failure from time to time.
Just a regular injection can temporarily suppress the toxicity of the Veronica virus.
Unless necessary, Yang Ren didn't want Manuela to be infected with NE-γ.
Just like he didn't want Claire to be infected with NE-γ.
Perhaps it can help save lives in conjunction with the virus at critical moments.
But after being infected with NE-γ, will she still be the same person?
After saying goodbye to Shirley and Manuela, the two returned to the surface from the southern area of the mother nest.
Put on your helmet and get on Claire's scooter.
As the engine roared, the motorcycle sped like an arrow towards the city of Philadelphia.
It’s not that he can’t afford to buy a car, it’s just that Yang Ren has a special liking for this unique riding experience.
Sitting behind Claire, he hugged her slender waist tightly, pressed his face gently against her back, and felt her warmth and body fragrance.
The wind blew across their bodies, bringing a slight chill, but Yang Ren felt numb inside.
This feeling... is really comfortable!
When they returned to the small rental house, it was already dusk and the sun was about to set.
As soon as the two men arrived at the door, two men in suits who were squatting in the corridor stood up and stopped them.
"Nicholas Young, Claire Redfield?"
"You two are the general managers of TerraSave?"
One of them came up and revealed the identities of Yang Ren and Claire.
"Yes, what's the matter?"
Yang Ren answered calmly while protecting Claire behind him.
"We are agents from the CIA Secret Service under the Vice President. The President hopes you can spare some time to visit the White House."
The two men in suits looked at each other and then explained their purpose.
Sure enough, the government came knocking on the door in the afternoon regarding the biological terrorist attack that had just been resolved in the morning.
This speed is not unpleasant.
"Okay, we'll go tomorrow."
"Thank you."
Yang Ren and Claire looked at each other and expressed their gratitude to the two agents.
The two agents briefly reported to the CIA through the headsets and then left.
……
Early the next morning, the two washed up and had breakfast.
Yang Ren wore a cheap but neat suit, while Claire wore a white shirt and tight pants with a black suspender and tie.
She even wore a pair of black high heels, which was rare. The overall look was quite in the style of post-20s neo-noir films.
It would be more like it if it was paired with a round hat and a pair of black gloves.
On weekdays, Claire likes to wear some sturdy boots, including cowboy boots, combat boots and the like.
This pair of high heels was the first time Yang Ren saw her wearing them.
"He looks quite human~"
After helping Yang Ren tie his tie, Claire looked at the refreshed Yang Ren and couldn't help but praise him.
"Poor talk~"
After gently scratching the tip of Claire's nose, the two of them officially prepared to set off for the White House.
When I opened the door, I found that the two agents were still outside.
And...seeing the two of them squatting in the stairwell, they looked like hooligans...
It seems that these two hardworking agents have been waiting at the door for a long time today...
"Good morning! Mr. Yang! Ms. Redfield!"
"The helicopter is ready. Mr. President hopes you can get there as soon as possible!"
Seeing the two ancestors come out, the agent who conveyed the message to them yesterday immediately stood up and spoke very politely.
The two of them have been squatting in this corridor since around 3 a.m., and it's almost 9 a.m. now.
If these two little guys don't come out, they will consider breaking into the house.
What kind of treatment is this?
Why is there a special plane for pick-up?
Yang Ren and Claire were both flattered by the government's sudden kindness.
"Then please lead the way."
Yang Ren responded in the same polite manner.
After following the two agents to the top of a nearby tall building, the two flew all the way from Pennsylvania to Washington, D.C. in a helicopter.
The helicopter landed on the lawn outside the White House, attracting many onlookers from inside and outside the White House.
Who is this person, so arrogant?
Can I come to the White House by helicopter?
When they saw that the people coming down seemed to be a young couple, someone outside the White House immediately picked up a camera and started taking pictures.
But what's the point?
The two stood at the gate of the White House, looking at this ancient building that symbolizes the highest power in the United States.
Claire beside him had already held his hand.
In terms of status and identity, they are just two ordinary people.
Coming to the White House, a core government institution, suddenly made me feel a little nervous.
"Relax, nothing is gone..."
Looking at Claire's nervous expression, Yang Ren gently patted the back of her hand.
"Um…"
Claire nodded slightly.
"You two, please."
The agent just now began to lead the two people.
Along the way, Yang Ren carefully helped Claire, who was almost unable to walk, into the White House.
As soon as he entered the door, he smelled the faint smell of blood floating in the air.
Other people may not be able to sense such a faint taste, but it is not a difficult task for Yang Ren who has been strengthened by T+NE-γ.
Almost all the interior decorations of the White House have been renovated and painted new.
But after a month, the smell of blood still hasn't completely dissipated. One can imagine how tragic the scene was when Krauser massacred here.
The surroundings were filled with social elites in suits and ties, and basically every entrance and exit was guarded by agents.
After following the two agents all the way to the President's office, the two men straightened their clothes a little.
After adjusting his breathing and looking at each other, he pushed the door open and walked in.
After entering the room, there were four people in total.
A capable middle-aged man with short white hair parted in a 3:7 ratio sat at the desk in the middle near the floor-to-ceiling window.
He placed his hands with his fingers clasped in front of him and looked at the two people who opened the door with an expressionless face.
He must be President Graham.
There was also a man in a suit standing next to the president, perhaps he was a translator?
On the sofa in the middle sat two middle-aged men with dark hair, facing each other.
A man wearing glasses, with a slightly plump figure but a thin face.
It should be Vice President Adam Benford.
The other one also wore glasses, but had an oriental face and looked very kind.
He looks a little familiar... but not very familiar. He should be a big shot.
"You are finally here."
"sit down."
Adam, who was sitting on the sofa, spoke up and pointed at the sofa.
Yang Ren felt a little numb in his legs and feet, but Claire took the initiative to pull him to the sofa and sit down.
I had told Claire not to be too nervous, but I didn't expect that I'm the one who's nervous now.
A bit embarrassing...
After the two took their seats, the atmosphere fell into an eerie silence.
No one spoke, and the whole room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The two held hands tightly, and beads of sweat were oozing out of the palms.
Facing the president and vice president at the same time, there is also a man who looks like a big shot from some Eastern country.
This aura alone is enough to make it hard to breathe.
Yang Ren turned his head slightly and glanced at Claire.
It turned out that Claire was also secretly watching him.
[what to do…?]
[Say something?]
[You go first...?]
[I don’t know what to say either…]
The two communicated silently with their eyes, and at the same time saw helplessness in each other's eyes.
"I heard... you have private anti-biological forces?"
"And you used explosives privately?"
After a dead silence, Vice President Adam spoke first.
These seemingly innocuous words stirred up a violent wave in the hearts of Yang Ren and Claire.
Oh my goodness, they are here to hold you accountable!