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Chapter 341 Stealing Dreams
"It's so difficult!" Adrian sighed, his pretty little face turned into a little bun.

"Here are some documents about Mellon, you can take a look." Meng Jiu, who was silent all the time, took out a stack of documents from his bag.

He was sent by Meng Donglai to assist (monitor) Cobb, and was also responsible for the real-time communication between Cobb and Meng Donglai.

The team was in trouble on the most basic issues, and Meng Donglai naturally wanted to help them solve them.

Several people divided the information and exchanged quick glances.

Soon, Eames spoke first:
"This Mellon actually has three lovers, so energetic."

"Men don't have a good thing." Adrian cursed directly.

The real-life actress who played this woman finally underwent sex reassignment surgery and became a man. The character she plays in this movie exudes a "tomboy" temperament from the inside out.

Gives people a special feeling of hating men.

"This information is useless, continue to find the next one."

Cobb wants to interrupt the argument between the two.

"It's useless. It takes imagination to do this kind of thing. I think this information is useful." Eames retorted.

"What's the use?" Arthur asked.

"Look at the back, these three lovers gave birth to Mellon's illegitimate children, but his wife only gave him two daughters." Eames pointed to the part of the document.

"Is there a problem?" Arthur asked puzzled.

"Hypothetically, what would happen if none of the three illegitimate children were Mellon's own?" Eames asked.

"That's impossible. Even if he doesn't speak up for a rich man of this level, his subordinates will be responsible for DNA testing when the illegitimate children are born, so these three illegitimate children must be Mellon's sons." Arthur retorted.

"I didn't say it wasn't true, I just said that this information might be useful, your brain is as rigid as a rock." Eames joked.

"Wait!" Cobb took a nap again, tired of the two people's argument, and asked Meng Jiu: "Mr. Meng, can this be done?"

It suddenly occurred to him that since Meng Donglai could make human clones, maybe he could do something here.

"Please be specific." Meng Jiu asked.

"We first planted an idea in his subconscious to make him distrust the previous test results, then started the test again, and finally got a negative answer." Cobb asked.

"Yes." Meng Jiu answered this question directly without even consulting Meng Donglai.

"Is it so powerful?" Eames asked in surprise.

He only knew that the employer of this mission was very powerful before, but he didn't expect that he looked even more powerful than Saito before.

"It's very simple." Meng Jiu replied again, with a rather Versailles expression.

"Then, can it be tested that his two daughters are not his own?" Eames asked jokingly.

"Okay, just by the way." Meng Jiu replied.

"It's impossible, the faces of those two daughters are very similar to Mellon." Cobb shook his head beside him.

But Eames pressed on.

"What if Mellon finds several testing agencies at the same time?"

"As long as they use computers, we have the final say on what results they want." Meng Jiu replied.

The detection of DNA by modern technology is still inseparable from computers.

Several people were a little surprised.

They didn't expect Meng Jiu to give such an awesome answer.

"Then, what about the appearance of Mellon's two daughters?" Eames asked tentatively.

This problem can be said to be unsolvable, after all, it is an objective fact, but Eames wanted to test whether his employer could solve this problem.

"Face recognition is a very subjective phenomenon. White people are blind to other people's faces, and other people of color also have this problem. Therefore, if the task requires, we can interfere with Mellon's cognition in this regard." Meng Jiu replied.

"To make him feel that his daughter is not like him?" Eames confirmed.

"Yes." Meng Jiu nodded.

"Oh! My god, since you are so powerful, why do you want us?" Adrian next to him felt that his three views were about to be subverted.

"This is what the boss meant." Meng Jiu didn't explain.

Everyone looked at Cobb. Among them, only Cobb had seen this mysterious boss.

Cobb shook his head first, and then replied with a little confusion: "I don't know why he asked me to do this task. He is obviously fully capable of completing it by himself."

"This, it won't make us take the blame." Eames really has a rich imagination.

However, this guess is not unreasonable, after all, Mellon belongs to one of the top ten chaebols on the surface.

It would be fine if his death was considered a suicide, but if it was confirmed as a homicide, it would be a guarantee that someone would take the blame.

When several people heard what Eames said, they all retreated a little.

"Don't worry, the boss does have some reasons why he can't do it himself, but the Jedi won't do it to make you take the blame," Meng Donglai interjected, probably knowing that his words are not very reliable, and finally added : "You don't have to think too much, just complete the task with peace of mind, otherwise the boss's abilities are no worse than Mellon's."

This is a threat.

Everyone looked at Cobb again. He had pulled them onto the pirate ship. He had to do it now, and he had to do it even if he didn't.

"Hey, I shouldn't have come today, it would be bad to see you." Eames sighed.

The pharmacist next to him was even more frowning: "Why am I obsessed with money?"

He didn't have a deep relationship with Cobb. The last mission Cobb was quite tricky, although he really gave him his share of the reward afterwards.

But this time he didn't have any precautions at all, and he easily agreed to participate, and he was going to cry stupidly by himself.

From the looks of it now, this mission is even worse than the last one!

"Okay, cheer up everyone, let's finish this task first and then talk about other things." Cobb encouraged.

The effect was poor, but it finally brought the topic back to the whole.

With the goal in mind, the plan was quickly set.

Five days later, the five of them flew to the city where Mellon was located.

Please tell the newspapers that Mellon will spend this evening at his mistress's house in this city.

This mistress was with Mellon at the latest, and she had relatively few resources, and she just lived in an ordinary villa complex.

Mellon also pretended to be an ordinary successful businessman, staying overnight alone every time he came.

He came here more diligently during this time, because his mistress had just given birth to a young son for him.

When you are old and have children, and you are young, you will naturally love them even more.

Coupled with the fact that the new mistress is young and sensible, Mellon can't stop.

After enjoying a happy little family life, Mellon and his mistress fell asleep on the big bed in the master bedroom.

The baby was taken to sleep in the nursery by the nanny, and no one would enter the room for the next six hours or so.

Meng Jiu drove to the villa area with no one, and drove straight to Mellon's mistress's house.

The gate equipped with the intelligent security system opened directly by itself, the car drove in, and the gate closed from behind.

"Although I have seen a lot in the past few days, I still feel that the boss is really amazing!" Eames couldn't help sighing when he saw that the security system was invaded silently.

The few of them have been conducting targeted training in the starry sky during this period of time, and they have seen too much high technology. Even after five days, they still haven't completely calmed down their amazement.

"Bring your brain computers, I'm going to play the drunken sleep sound waves." Meng Jiu reminded.

"it is good."

A few people obediently brought their computers.

A low-frequency noise sounded, and several people felt sleepy for a while, and then this feeling disappeared immediately, and the noise disappeared from their ears at the same time.

But they knew that the noise didn't stop, they just couldn't hear it.

Because a line of small words is displayed on the retina:
"Hypnotic noise shielding."

Meng Jiu let a few people get out of the car, and led them into the villa in a big way, to the master bedroom.

In the summer, Mellon's little lover was only wearing sexy lingerie, and Eames, who had a good figure, couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

"It's nice to have money."

"Stop talking nonsense and start working."

Pharmacists began preparing sedatives, while others pulled tubes from boxes and taped them to wrists.

Meng Jiu took over the job of the pharmacist after sticking a hose on Mei Long's wrist.

The pharmacist has to follow into the dream, because entering the deep dream requires him to continue dispensing medicine in the dream.

After all the preparations were done, Meng Jiu started the countdown.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

The button is pressed, and the sedative enters the non-marking syringe at the head of the hose along the tube, and then is injected into the capillary.

At the same time, there was also a data channel attached to the outside of the hose, connecting the dreams of the six people.

In a daze, several people entered the big city New York at the same time.

This time the dream builder Adrian used the original scene to build the dream.

This is a taboo operation in the dream builder, because it is easy to get lost in the dream.

But Cobb and others didn't care.

There is only one reason, they have reliance.

"This feels great!" Eames exclaimed.

In front of no one is a see-through screen that displays a lot of content.

Real-time map, real-time location of teammates, real-time location of target, time in the real world, time in the first dream, physical status of several people, etc.

It's just like playing a game.

What's even more amazing is that only they can see this screen, and neither other people nor the subconscious projections in the dream can see it.

This is the ability given to them by the brain machine, which is more powerful than any totem.

With this auxiliary system, not only are they not afraid of getting lost in the dream, but it is also very easy to exit the dream.

Just "click" an exit button, just like playing a game.

The brain will give their brains a deceptive signal of "weightlessness" to forcibly pull their consciousness back from the dream.

"Yeah, it's like playing a game." Adrian also sighed.

"Let's go, first find the mission target, complete the mission as soon as possible, and call it a day."

Target Mellon is in the office of his group headquarters, working in his dream, really dedicated.

Several people came downstairs of the office building and waited for a while. When it was time to get off work, Mellon's car drove out of the basement.

There are four or two bodyguard cars in the front and back, and there are more than ten bodyguards.

This is just the configuration for daily travel, and the life of the head of the consortium is precious.

As soon as the car drove onto the main road, the windows of an ordinary Volkswagen next to Mellon's car suddenly rolled down.

A black muzzle protruded from the window.

Mellon, who was sitting in the back row, saw the accident outside the car window from the corner of his eyes, but he was not afraid.

In his current car, the bulletproof windows of the car are capable of resisting rifles at close range.

puff!
It was not bullets that came out of the muzzle, but a stream of liquid.

"Toy water gun?" Melon flashed the idea, thinking that there was a naughty kid in the car.

But the next scene made him open his mouth in surprise.

I saw the liquid sprayed on the window glass, like boiling water poured on a thin ice sheet, immediately melting the glass into a hole, and the hole is still expanding.

"What kind of liquid is this, it can melt glass!"

Mellon had never heard of such a powerful liquid.

Then, a small black ball was thrown out of the car window next to it, and it happened to be thrown into the car along the hole in the window.

As soon as the small ball was thrown in, a large amount of smoke began to be released. The smoke filled the entire interior of the car almost instantly, completely obscuring Mellon's sight. A sense of dizziness struck, and Mellon passed out directly.

When he woke up again, Mellon found himself in a warehouse, his hands were fixed behind his back, and there was an iron pipe on his back, which restricted his room for movement.

Mellon moved his arm, but couldn't pull it out.

Looking around, there was no one there.

He first touched the hem of the suit jacket, and there was a very small hard particle on the left two-thirds of the back hem. Mellon quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a positioning device. There are six such devices all over his body, one of which is even buried under the skin.

With these locators in place, the security team will be looking for them in no time.

The only thing he needs to do now is to delay.

"anyone there?"

"Come on!"

"anyone there?"

"Stop shouting!"

A middle-aged man came out of a simple room in the warehouse and reprimanded Mellon.

"Boss will be back soon, please calm down."

"Who is your boss?"

"Calm down, talk to me again!" The middle-aged man didn't answer his question.

The hero does not suffer from immediate losses, Mellon calmed down.

After the middle-aged man returned to the room, he tried to break free from the steel pipe behind his back, but unfortunately the binding on his wrist was too firm and he couldn't break free at all.

Unless he cuts off his wrist directly.

After half an hour, the warehouse door was opened from the outside, and an ordinary Chevrolet sedan drove in from the outside.

The car stopped within a few meters of driving in.

Three people got out of the car, including a person who had just entered the warehouse door and was closing it, and a person in the room inside, a total of five people.

No one was wearing a mask, and not even an inch of skin was exposed from the whole body.

Isn't it hot in this summer?
"Do you want money? Give me some money and don't hurt me." Mellon seemed to be very aware of current affairs.

"I bought kidnapping insurance with an insured amount of 5000 million. If you are kidnapped and released safely, the 5000 million will be yours. If I die, the 5000 million will be the bounty."

"I won't open my eyes to look at you, you tell me the number, and I'll get someone to send it over."

Mellon said as he closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)