Now you might ask....."Who is this person called Sulocin?" Well, to find that out, you have to read book Two titled, "The Battle continues
with Anti relativity".
Nick got a call early the next morning just after arriving at work. It was police Captain Jim.
"Hello Nick, I think we've got another case for you to help solve. Right now I don't know if I can call it murder or what and I hope you can
help me decide if it is. Yesterday late in the evening, our Governor was brought in with signs of a heart attack and possible internal bleeding.
He died a short time after arriving at the hospital from what the initial guess was a burst major blood vessel, the Aorta. Now that is strange
enough, but listen to this. When they did an autopsy, they discovered that the Aorta had not burst, but was CUT in two as if it had been
sliced with a super sharp surgical instrument. But that couldn't be because there were no incisions anywhere on his body that would indicate
any entrance into his chest cavity. There were not even any puncture wounds visible to hint of an arthroscopic instrument being inserted into
another vein and used to cut the vein from inside the vein. Even if that could have been done, the man would have been dead instantly and
could not have walked into the hospital. The doctor who did the autopsy insists that the incision was made from the OUTSIDE of the vein,
sliced inward! Frankly Nick, I don't know what to make of it and neither do the doctors. Can I drop this one in your lap, my friend?"
Nick replied after a few seconds of thought. "Did the autopsy show any microscopic black particles of what may look like coal dust in the
man's lungs?"
Jim responded, "No, there is no mention of that in the autopsy report I received a copy of."
Nick replied, "I need for you to request a microscopic inspection of the man's lung tissue. What they are to be looking for are extremely
small, we're talking smaller than a blood cell here, micro machines. A billionth of the diameter of a human hair."
Jim responded incredulously, "A micro what? Machines a billionth the diameter of a human hair and smaller than a blood cell? Who could
ever make something like that?"
Nick replied, "Jim, you ever heard of nano technology? ”
Jim shook his head no.
Nick continued, “That’s the field of creating working machines out of silicon, the same material computer chips are made of. The machines
are so small that they could travel through the walls and membranes of blood veins and capillaries in large clusters with room to spare. You
could fit a million of them inside a single blood cell without the cell even aware that they are hitchhiking! They could be powered from the
sodium, phosphorus, and calcium present everywhere in the body, which is used to make electrical current to operate our nervous system
and our muscles. They can be designed to network together to perform large tasks or work independently. My theory, which I think will be
proven correct, is that the Governor was exposed to a whiff of nano particles which entered his lungs and went to work outside the Aorta to
cut it in two. This may have taken a few hours and that would explain the early warning of pain and heart attack symptoms. He died a slow
death."
Jim replied, nearly speechless, "Nick, that does sound a bit like science fiction to me, but I'll give the order to check what you asked for. I'll
let you know the moment I hear from them, Ok?"
Then Jim hung up the phone and mumbled to himself something like, "What next? Nanotechnology used as terrorist weapons? Next, they'll
be equipping the insects with laser guns and having THEM attack us!"
Then he caught himself and covered his mouth with his hand and looked around as if someone might have been listening and actually
implements his insect arming idea.
When Nick got off the phone with Jim, he thought to himself, "If we could make sheep the size of nano particles, they could be called "Bah
nanos", but that wouldn't be too a peeling. And as we mated them to other nano sheep, it could be said that they were Bah nano bred!" He
laughed and congratulated himself on that little joke. Then he added, "They could really "Pull the wool over the eyes" of the blood cells and
get rides every where! Ewe, he thought, I'm glad I'm not a blood cell!"
Just then Einstein said, "Master Nick, there's a call coming in from Captain Jim of the police department! It just appeared on my caller ID.
It's ringing now. I'll patch it to your headset."
Nick answered, "Hello Jim, any news about the autopsy?"
Jim replied, "You know Nick, as much as I didn't believe you about the nano machines, you were right! The doctors looking for them
skeptically, did what you asked and then breathlessly told me of their find of little machines clumped together in the lung tissues each
with little surgical cutting tools protruding from their structures. They didn't seem to be functional when they discovered them though."
Nick replied, "They weren't functional because their host that supplied them with the chemicals to produce the electrical current to operate
was dead and they were out of energy! Did you know that this technology is being used in highly secretive military operations and in some
high tech research hospitals in Russia for non-evasive surgery? I have a contact with the FBI I know I can trust. I need to notify him of our
findings!"
Jim replied, "Thanks again, Nick for another crime solved! Now all we have to do is catch the criminals!"
Nick responded, "Well we will have to leave the catching of the criminals up to the FBI on this one, I think!"
Jim replied, "Yes, Nick I think you are correct on the jurisdiction of this crime. It's not a local jurisdiction anymore!"
Nick asked Einstein to call Steve at the FBI and patch it through to his headset as soon as he had a connection.
"Hello Steve! The NWO has struck again! They killed Governor Williams yesterday by using nano surgical robots to sever his Aorta and he
bled to death at the hospital." Nick told him.
Steve replied dumbfounded, "Nano surgical robots? What are those, pray tell?"
Nick responded, "Pray tell? Are you living back in the dark ages? That terminology hasn't been used in over two hundred years!"
Jim said in his defense, "I have been doing quite a bit of praying since I've been saved and I guess the word "pray" was on my mind as a
term of pure communication."
Nick responded, "Excellent! I'm excited to hear that your prayer life is developing with God!"
Then Nick proceeded to explain to Steve about the background and details of nano-technology and it's use in the military and Russian
research hospitals. When Nick was finished, Steve uttered a brief, "Wow!" and thanked Nick for the update and told him that he would
be seeking some leads from his trusted resources and get back to him ASAP.
Just then, Einstein patched another call to Nick from Captain Jim.
"Hi Nick, it's Jim again. I’ve got another nano technology murder for you to help me solve. Congressman Billings was just rushed to Memorial
Hospital and died in route from what was first thought to be caused by lung failure due to scalding from inhaling hot coffee instead of drinking
it. I ordered an autopsy as you requested on the last one and we discovered scalded and collapsed lungs but also nano-particles clumped in
tight bunches blocking the airway to the lungs. He had coffee stains on the front of his shirt and on his lap as if he spilled the coffee as he
drank it. We searched his apartment but found no coffee cup anywhere around the table or chair he was sitting in when he allegedly scalded
himself with hot coffee. The cup wasn't in his sink and no one who was there when he was found slumped over the kitchen table reportedly
saw any coffee cup. The door to his apartment was locked and chained from inside his apartment so an assailant entering and then leaving
with the cup was unlikely. Got any ideas, Nick?"
Nick took a few seconds to think and then replied, "My theory about the missing cup is that the nano particles, WERE, the cup! Someone
gave or sent him by mail a nano particle silicon coffee cup looking like any other cup he might have had but for him it meant the drink of
death!
As he filled it with hot coffee, the nano particles became alerted and activated. When he put the cup to his lips they disengaged their
networked shape of a solid and particleized into silicon dust taking the liquid coffee with them as a wind drives rain, into the man's lungs.
His lungs were scalded instantly and as the nano particles reformed into another solid conforming to the shape of his air passageway, the
man died of asphyxiation. His lungs were so scalded that the lung tissue literally stuck together appearing to be collapsed. When the cup
became de-particleized, the coffee that didn't get sucked into his lungs spilled onto his shirtfront and his lap since there was no longer a
cup to hold the coffee in anymore. So, that's why no cup could be found!"
Jim again sounding dumbfounded replied, "Nick that is an astounding deduction! And I can believe it happening just as you say. How did
you come up with that concept?"
Nick replied, "Elementary my dear Watson, simply elementary!"
Jim replied, "Well if you learned that in elementary school, then I've got to go back to school! I'm going to put your theory, now more to be
believed as fact, from your record of expertise in matters, in my report and call this another solved case. You had better relay this new
incident to your contact at the FBI, though! Thanks again, Nick!" and Jim hung up the phone.
Nick called Steve back and relayed the new incident to him. Steve replied that it appeared that the NWO was waging an all-out nano attack
on world leaders. Nick agreed and added that it would serve the NWO right if we would send a big bunch of nanos back to them with a huge
tarantula spider in the middle to let them know we are onto their scheme and to expect a counter attack. He concluded by promising Steve
that he would have his computer Einstein get right on it to formulate a plan and work it. He would let him know when they had done it and
report the results back to him. That is if they had his permission to do so. Of course Nick added, this would be a function of the "little birdie"
and he was not at liberty to divulge any information on how it would be accomplished.
"Well", Steve sighed, "we've had another nano murder again last night. It was the Secretary of Defense this time. This is REALLY a strange
one! The Secretary had been complaining of headaches for the past few days and had been taking some pain medication to relieve the pain.
Then yesterday late afternoon he started blinking his eyes in a strange pattern, like that of Morse code! They finally got someone in there who
could read Morse code and he was saying with his eyes, "Leave us alone, or you all, will die!"
Then black lines started forming in his eyes until they got completely black. He screamed, dug his fingers into his eyes as if trying to remove
the invading organism that was attacking them. gave out one last big scream and fell to the floor dead! By the time they got him autopsied,
his eyes were one hard mass of silicon. The doctor also found that the arteries in his neck were totally plugged with nano particles, which
apparently blocked the blood flow to his brain and killed him."
Nick replied, "It sounds like you got the doctors looking in the right direction for these nano particles! The Morse code thing with his eyes is
a strange one. I suppose the nano particles some how networked to control the eye muscles to provoke his eyes to blink in sequence and
force them to do their will by sending Morse code. They are certainly getting quite sophisticated! Must be some A I (artificial intelligence)
involved here with them now. The thing we have to figure out is how these people are breathing in the nano particles. Could you ask around
their co-workers to find out if they received any bulky letters, packages or anything to give us clues of how the particles are dispersed to
them? Oh, and check their vehicles' ventilation systems, blowers, air conditioning, heating and what not for signs of nano particles.”
"Steve replied, "Sounds like a good plan, my friend! I'll get right on it and get back to you ASAP!"
The saga continues.......
The Vice President of the United States was sitting calmly at his dinner table in his well-protected estate, eating with his family when there
was a crash through one of their dining room windows. Around the corner in their eating room the Vice President slapped his neck and
promptly fell off his chair onto the floor. Something else fell on the floor not too far away from his body and exploded with a little popping
sound, ending up as a melted pile of plastic on the rug. His wife summoned a secret service man from outside their room who ran into the
room and checked for a pulse at the Vice President's neck. He found none. Embedded in his neck was a small dart in his jugular vein, the
blood all but stopped oozing now after his heart quit beating.
"I'm sorry, Madam, your husband is dead!" replied the secret serviceman sadly.
Steve was notified immediately about the apparent murder and then called Nick for advice.
"Hello Nick, this is Steve. The Vice President has been murdered in his home from a poisonous dart that was able to travel around corners
to strike him in his jugular vein. We have searched for a two-mile radius and found no sign of a location that the dart could have been fired
from within view of his home. It was apparently powered by some kind of propellant module that self-destructed after it had released its dart.
I've never heard of anything like this as a weapon before, have you, Nick?"
Nick replied after a few moments to search his brain databank of information, "I haven't been permitted to download all of the national
defense's secret documents of bio-weapons or weapons under research into my brain, so I couldn't say at this moment if there is something
like that out there but it appears there is, so I will figure it out. Give me a few hours and I'll get back to you, Ok?"
Steve replied, "Ok, Nick I'll wait for your call. I'll see what I can do to get you access to those secret files and documents you might need in
the future after I talk to the President and get his permission. Talk to you soon?"
Nick responded, "Thanks, Steve, I'll do my best and I'll talk to you as soon as I get some solid ideas on this!"
Nick summoned Andrea to tap her brains on the subject of Biotechnology and DNA. She sat with Nick at a conference table in his meeting
room and they shared ideas.
"Andrea, I know that mosquitoes can smell a human being from about 90 feet away and can tell the blood type and best location to suck the
blood from by heat sensors. Correct me if I'm wrong, if DNA was desired to be an attracting factor, could that be sensed from lactic acid or
carbon dioxide moisture coming off a victim?" Nick asked.
Andrea replied, "Well, yes DNA is present in saliva and mucus and sweat so I'd think that perspired lactic acid and carbon dioxide would be
a good source of DNA for something to be drawn to for an attack. After all, those compounds are always present on us as long as we're
alive and eating and breathing!"
Nick asked again, "So what you're saying is that if someone were to have a sample of someone's DNA such as the Vice President's or the
President or you or me, they could program a mechanical mosquito propelled by jet fuel or something else and have it locate a victim with a
specific DNA anywhere within the range of the propellant of the delivery mechanism, even if they aren't in sight of the attacker?"
Andrea thought for a moment then responded, "Yes Nick, I think you could be very correct in your assumption of a weapon working that way.
If the technology was developed that far to do it, that is!"
Nick called Steve back in a few minutes after compiling his thoughts. "Steve, I think I have the solution to our high-tech murder weapon! He
then explained to him about the possibility of a weapon that used the tactics of a mosquito to sense a victim but also adding a DNA sensor
and a mechanical delivery device to propel the module carrying the dart with poison and then self-destructing after it discharged the dart."
Steve rephrased what Nick had just told him to verify his understanding, "Someone has developed such a bio-weapon and a seek and find
program with DNA sensing and also thought to have the delivery module self-destruct to make the weapon harder to trace back to anyone?!"
Nick replied, "Yes I'm afraid so, Steve! I wonder where they got such an idea?" Nick finished his statement thinking aloud.
Steve had an instant attack of guilt for even thinking out loud a few months ago about someone using insects armed with lasers to attack
people. He had probably given someone the idea to do this a few months earlier after talking about nano-technology with Nick! He now felt
it was his entire fault for putting such an idea into someone's head. He got very quiet for a few moments and Nick could sense something
was wrong on Steve's end of the line.
"Are you still there, Steve?" Nick asked.
Steve replied, "Yes Nick, I'm still here. I was feeling some remorse for spouting off my big mouth after getting off the phone with you a few
months ago after talking about the amazing idea of using micro miniature silicon machines for attacking people. I thought out loud about
someone maybe using insects armed with lasers to attack people and someone must have heard me and gotten the idea for this and I
clamped my hand over my mouth a little too late I think to keep the words from getting out!"
Nick replied comfortingly, "Steve, don't beat yourself up about this! Great ideas are often thought of in more than one place on the earth at
the same time. So no one probably heard you!"
Steve sounding relieved replied, "Nick, so you're saying that my idea for using insects armed with lasers was a good idea?"
Nick replied, "Yes Steve, that was a very good creative idea! You used your imagination and didn't restrict yourself to using logic or
rationalization, which shoots down many inventor's ideas, many ideas for inventions that could have actually worked, I might add and
benefited mankind!"
Steve replied with a relieved sigh, "Wow, Nick! Thanks for the encouragement! I'll tell you any new ideas I come up with, no matter how
much I think they are insanely crazy!"
Nick replied, "You do that, Steve, I'm counting on you! Now we have to figure out how to combat this new bio-weapon! Give me a call if
you come up with any ideas and I'll call you when I come up with some, Ok?"
Steve replied, "You got it, Nick! Talk to you soon!" He knew that he had no remote chance of coming up with an idea to combat this
bio-weapon himself and just conceded to wait for Nick's call.
By now all of the governmental buildings, offices and government official's homes were outfitted with Nick's Stray Power systems because
they were so reliable they would rather run their computer systems off that rather than regular domestic power. Nick now had access to all
of the political leaders' locations to offer protection for them. At least up until now. This was a fairly formidable weapon to defend against.
JM alerted Nick to watch, although helplessly on the big screen as another of these jet propelled mosquitoes crashed through a window of
the Pentagon, traveled around a number of corridors, around corners, burned holes through locked doors and launched a poisonous dart into
the jugular vein of The Speaker of the House who was in session with other House members. The propelling motor was very quiet and the
module that it carried was only a few inches long and about a half inch in diameter. It appeared to have some sort of laser on its tip which
burned a hole large enough for it to penetrate steel or wood in a matter of microseconds without having to slow down, but also must have
been steel jacketed or Teflon coated so it could blast through glass like it was nothing. The module seemed to hover over the conference
table for a split second before deciding whom the victim was and then launched its dart with supreme accuracy. After it launched the dart,
the delivery module shut off its propelling action and dropped harmlessly to the floor, self-destructing in a puff of smoke and a small flame.
Nick was troubled that he had just watched another politician get killed and could do nothing to stop it from happening. Then he remembered
the basic premise of all created things. When you are trying to figure out how something apparently difficult works, just remember that under
it all is a simple process. All of creation is like that! God is not the God of confusion. He is the God of order and simplicity. Then he thought
back to the mosquito again. What were the mosquitoes' natural enemies? Man and the dragon fly! Man is the pursued one here and not yet
the enemy, so his only option is to try to come up with the other natural enemy, a dragonfly!
He summoned Einstein and told him his plan and how he thought it would work and Einstein got right on it and developed the perfect dragon
fly equipped with the appropriate weapon to retaliate against that bio-mosquito.
Einstein notified Nick and JM to watch the big screen as another bio-mosquito was on the prowl in the vicinity of the President's home. Nick
was sure that there was some sort of video capability on the delivery module for the bio-mosquito and he wished he could see the
expression on the operator's face as he saw his bio-mosquito killed, before his very eyes!
Nick and JM saw the delivery module crash effortlessly through a triple-pane safety window with a steel security screen on the outside of it
and enter the home. Immediately a holograph of a huge three-foot long dragon fly popped up in the same room and fired a blast of magnetic
pulses toward the module. All of the electronic chips in the bio mosquito's control module, were instantly put out of commission from the
magnetic pulses and the module dropped harmlessly to the floor. It was dead and a slight bit of smoke was seen coming out of the middle
of the module where the electronic brains had been once intact and operational, before they got scrambled and fried.
Nick exclaimed, "Einstein, that was fine shooting and a great display of power there! Great job! Now can you make it automatic for the rest
of the network locations around the country?"
Einstein responded enthusiastically, "Thank you Master! I enjoyed the challenge and hate mosquitoes by the way, so it was a natural for me!
Yes, I can make it automatic if you don't mind a few frightened reactions from people who will see a huge dragon fly appear and kill a
bio-mosquito and then disappear again!?"
Nick replied, "For the most part, I think the dragon flies will go unnoticed but if they do see the dragon fly and watch it kill the huge mosquito,
they will also wonder where the mosquito came from too and just be happy it's dead! They'll probably just think it's their dragon fly angel
watching over them. Another bonus for their taxes they pay every year!"
In about an hour, Nick was alerted by JM that another bio-mosquito attack was about to happen at the White House. This time, it was two
at once from different directions! The delivery modules were moving quickly through distractions such as steel doors, setting off intrusion
detection systems during which laser beams were fired at them from built-in automatic defensive systems in the hallways and corridors at
the White House, but they just kept on going. When they finally penetrated to the Oval office where the President was, a huge dragon fly
sprang up out of nowhere and fired two series of magnetic pulses, one at each bio-mosquito and downed them both resulting in a sputter
of activity on the floor. Soon all was quiet and the dragon fly had disappeared into nothingness.
Nick and JM heard the President exclaim to his secretary, "Did you see what I saw? Two of the hugest mosquitoes in the world got
zapped by an even bigger dragonfly! Where did the dragon fly go? He was just here a second ago?! Naw, we must have just imagined it!
But look on the floor! The two mosquitoes are lying there dead as door nails, so it must have happened!"
Both Nick and JM laughed and wondered how the President was going to try to explain this to his secret service and wife!
JM replied, "I think this is going to "BUG" him until he finds out it's us doing it, but for now it's for us to know and for him to have to find out!"
In about an hour, JM notified Nick that there was yet another attempt to penetrate the White House defenses with bio-mosquitoes. This
time it was a whole swarm of them!
Nick exclaimed, "I think we should call in our "SWAT" team to handle this one! Einstein, can we handle an attack of this magnitude?"
Einstein replied, "I believe so, Master Nick! The Dragon flies have the ability to replicate and network together for an assault like this. Just
watch, you'll see!"
This time there were about twenty bio-mosquitoes in all, coming from all four directions horizontally through walls and windows and
vertically down through the roof! As the bio-mosquitoes entered the hallways with laser protection, a few of them got hit and fell to the
floor but the remainder continued on toward the Oval office. As the bio-bugs entered the room, they were confronted with four dragon
flies this time, one at each corner of the room. They fired continuous magnetic pulses at the horde of bio-bugs, now in the center of the
room and dropped them all like shooting ducks at the carnival. The only sound was the noise of the clatter of delivery modules crashing
to the floor with a thud and then there was silence. The dragon flies were also gone into thin air again!
The phone rang at Nick's office and Einstein transferred it to Nick's headset.
"Hello Nick! This is Alex. Just curious if you know anything about some huge dragon flies that just saved my life twice in two hours from
some terrorist mosquito-like weapons?"
Nick replied, "Did Steve from the FBI ever mention to you about my resources of the "little birdies" that I am not at liberty of disclosing?"
Alex responded, "Yes he did!"
Nick replied, "Well, these are part of my "little birdie" system, but I guess they were more like "Big Birdies" sent for your protection."
Alex responded, "Nick, I am so grateful to you for the many times you have saved my life, I am not even going to require you to divulge to
me your secret lest it should stop working. Just thanks again, my friend! I know you are doing your best to protect your country's leaders,
but if you should some day fail, I won't hold it against you because it is a formidable task for just one person, let alone a seven year old!"
Nick replied, "Alex, with God's help and if it's in His will, we won't fail you!"
Alex responded, "Nick, I could never ask for more than that assurance! May God bless you son!"
Nick replied, "He has and is continuing to do so! To God be the glory!"
Then they both hung up their phones.
Nick prayed again for the safety of his family, for the President and his family and cabinet members and asked God to judge the persons
responsible for the bio-mosquitoes and their deployment.
Meanwhile, at a research and development center just outside of Washington D. C., the technician was preparing another barrage of
bio-mosquitoes to be released. As he worked on getting the DNA samples transferred to the bio-weapons, he was unaware of a drop of
sweat forming on his brow. As he habitually put the DNA sample slide into the digital transfer machine, he was totally unaware of the drop
of sweat getting heavier and heavier. When his partner asked him a question, his gaze was distracted as the drop of sweat dropped
exactly over the DNA sample on the glass slide, he was in the process of transferring to the control modules as a digital imprint, or
bio-smell, as far as it was concerned. He completed transferring the DNA sample to his computer, as a bio-smell, and stood back as
the bio-smell was transferred to all of the thirty bio-bugs sitting in front of him, all connected to his computer network.
He smiled and thought to himself, "I've outfitted these with additional defense systems to outwit their dragon fly magnetic pulse launchers.
I can now set up my own magnetic force field around each bio-weapon, that will repel the magnetic pulses and make them harmless
against my weapons!"
He smiled as he disconnected the bio-bugs from the network, armed their defenses and tipped the darts with poison. He loaded them into
his van and drove to his launching point about three miles from the White House. He assembled the bio-bugs on the launch pad and pushed
the ignitor button on each. This started the whole computer program of launch and mapping to the general location, defense, forced entry
by use of the lasers, detection of their intended prey, and delivery of the darts. All of the bio-bugs were now in the air and heading for the
White House. He turned and began packing up his launching equipment and in a few seconds became greatly disturbed when he heard the
drone of the engines not getting quieter, but louder, seemingly back toward his direction! This was surely going to ruin his day, he thought!
The thirty bio-bugs had circled back and spread out to surround him as they had been programmed to do. But they weren't supposed to be
after him! Something must have gone wrong in the transfer of the DNA sample! Just then it occurred to him in his subconscious memory. He
remembered a drop of sweat forming on his brow. “That's where that drop went!” he thought, as the swarm homed in on his location! He
ran to the van to grab a laser pistol he designed just in case he had to defend himself under these types of emergencies. He fired his pistol
at the first attack of the bio-bugs and they set up their magnetic shield as they had been programmed to do and the laser beams had no
effect on them but just bounced off the protective field and were repelled back toward him. Some of the shots hit his van and caused it to
explode into a ball of flames. He dropped the pistol and ran for the woods. They came from all directions and hovered around him for a few
seconds as if glorying in their catch before the kill. In a moment, he felt darts entering his neck on both sides. He sank to his knees and
landed face first on the parched earth just before the trees. He looked up briefly to see about thirty delivery modules careening to the
ground no longer under power, land with a puff of smoke and a little flame on the ground around him. That was the last he will ever
remember until he sees his cohort Mr. White, in his new abode aflame with remorse at how he also lived his life.
Unfortunately for the NWO, this technician was the only one trained at this kind of bio-weaponry. Boy, are they going to be extremely
bothered, "Bugged", when they discover another one of their bloody plans has failed, Nick told himself as he rejoiced!
Nick got a call from Steve, "Hello Nick! I hear from Alex that you came up with an interesting plan to counter-attack the bio-mosquitoes!
Bio-dragon flies? I won't ask how, since you told him it was part of your "Little birdie" system that I promised not to interfere with. I also
don't know how you did this either, but we found the person dead we believe is responsible for engineering and controlling the attacks
with about thirty poison darts in his neck and thirty dead and melted delivery modules on the ground around him. His van was also
destroyed by laser fire I am told. Have you left your offices in the last two hours, Nick?"
Nick replied, "Nope, been here all day! Got four witnesses to back me on that and I don't really know anything about the death of that
man or the destruction of his van! I'd say that this is another of God's interventions as an answer to prayer for us. Somehow in God's
great wisdom, he made the man's plans backfire on him and he was destroyed by the same weapons he designed and deployed on
many others. All glory be to God for that, Steve! I can't take any credit or blame for the man getting his just reward for his deeds!"
"The Flush of Death", another chapter of exciting adventure......
Sulocin giggled out loud as two specialists finished presenting to him their latest high-tech weapon of death. The new weapon combined
nano technology with hydraulic fluid technology. It provided him with a means to kill anyone within a city remotely with a flush of a toilet.
This smart weapon used the same DNA sensing ability as his mechanical mosquito poisonous darts did although these used the city water
and sewage systems to travel. A more stealthy operation he had to admit,.... smugly.
He handed his latest list of those he wished exterminated to his new Second in Command to facilitate. His last Second in Command,
recently died, suddenly from a massive loss of blood and had to be replaced. Sulocin hoped that this new one would be more long lived
than the last one. It all depended upon how well he carried out his commands and wishes....as simple as that!
Sulocin's Second in Command booked a flight to Washington D.C. and hefted his carry-on bag containing the new nano hydraulic weapon
in liquid form. When he went through Customs he declared the jug of liquid as merely laundry soap and it was so labeled. He also declared
the contents of another container as ground coffee....the mountain grown kind. There were no other inquiries regarding his bottle of soap
or his container of "coffee" for the remainder of his stroll to the baggage claim area. He picked up his only baggage, a suit bag and hailed
a taxi to take him downtown. Once he got downtown he located the nearest gas station and asked for the key to the men's room. Once
inside and having locked the door behind him, he entered one of the stalls and shut that door behind him also. Now he took the carry-on
bag from his shoulder and removed the jug labeled, "soap", and the container labeled, "coffee", and emptied them both into the toilet.
Then
he flushed twice to make sure the contents made it into the city sewer system. The nano particles that were now into the city sewer
system
combined with the special hydraulic fluid, now set out for its first victim, by swimming like a school of fish in a "V" formation through the
underground sewage viaducts. Once the swimming weapons had reached Pennsylvania Avenue they split up into smaller schools. They
swam up the sewer drains toward the toilets and sinks nearest the bathrooms most often used by the Senate Committee members and
the President, Vice President and visiting political leaders and dignitaries from other countries. With the hydraulic smart fluid and networking
of the nano particles, the combination could cling to drain pipes and even migrate against the normal flow of water under pressure to reach
its destination.
As the first anxious unwary Senator came into the bathroom to relieve himself, all seemed normal. After the man had emptied his bladder
into the urinal the nano particles were alerted to a specific DNA in the waste material and quickly slithered out of a nearby toilet and onto
the tile floor. The Senator was dutifully washing his hands and stood there combing his hair, admiring himself in the mirror, unaware that
one of the toilets had "overflowed" and the liquid was moving toward his feet. Before he knew it, the Senator was on the floor clutching his
throat and gasping for air. In a minute or so the Senator lay still. Liquid slowly leaked from his nostrils and after forming a pool, the
hydraulic fluid began the trek back to the toilet it came from via the floor.
In a short while the aid to the Senator came into the bathroom to find out what was taking the Senator so long to return. He found the
Senator dead in front of the sinks.
Later that day the Medical Examiner judged that the death was due to "Natural Causes". By the close of the day, three more Senators
had died also from "Natural Causes" and finally someone in the local police department got suspicious about the number of deaths in the
men's bathroom at the Whitehouse, all in one day.
The FBI was called in, with Steve as the lead, to investigate. Nothing turned up in their investigations as to probable foul play, or any leads
to any unusual circumstances, leading up to the four deaths, or any direct connection between the victims, other than they were all
Senators in the building at the same time and day, and all used the same bathroom.
In the next few days more political leaders in Washington D.C. were found dead in their bathrooms with no known cause of death. The
victims just stopped breathing, it was as simple as that!
The media started referring to the deaths as the "Politician's Death Syndrome", since it only seemed to affect politicians, by making them
stop breathing.
Even after careful autopsy of each body, the Medical Examiner could find no evidence of anything suggesting murder.
After the tenth victim died under the same circumstances in three days, Steve had enough and called Nick for assistance. No one was
available for consultation when he called and he was told they were all on a mission of mercy.
Nick returned the call to Steve as soon as he got the message to call him. After Nick got Steve on the line, he informed Nick of the new
murders, now twelve in all. Nick told him he would have to ponder on this one for a bit and call him back.
With so little information to go on, Nick thought he would have to make a trip to DC to investigate the bathrooms and sewers. He prayed
for wisdom and then said his goodbye. He knew that God would tell him the answers in due time but he prayed that it would be sooner
than later so more people wouldn't die in the meantime.
CHAPTER
-SEVEN-
More of Sulocin’s killing efforts go down the drain.
Nick had pondered the recent political bathroom murders and decided it would be better time spent to order Einstein to assign some
holograph spies in the form of sun light rays to monitor the bathrooms in the Whitehouse and the Pentagon for a few days to see what
actually happens in there. He knew it would be a breach of privacy but in the process of saving lives it was a necessary breach. Nick also
requested of Steve to have a plain clothes officer on the floors and a paramedic available at a moments notice to respond to an emergency
call from him as he monitored the bathrooms.
Steve was curious how Nick was going to accomplish monitoring the bathrooms remotely without even going there to set up video
surveillance equipment but he didn't even ask as that was their agreement in the past. He just trusted Nick to do what he said he'd do
however he got it done.
In a few hours, Nick was summoned by JM when he saw something suspicious happening. When Nick got up to the communications
room and looked at the computer monitor, he was somewhat surprised to see what was occurring. After two Senators entered the
bathroom and split up to use the separate facilities, one having to sit down and the other stand up, it appeared as if the toilet and urinal
each overflowed. But instead of the water flowing onto the floor, it traveled up the senator's clothing and into their mouths and noses. In
about ten seconds, the senators were unconscious and lying on the bathroom floor. Immediately after the Senators hit the floor, the
strange liquid was observed exiting their mouths and noses and flowed uphill disappearing back into the urinal and toilet!
Nick immediately called Steve and told him to get his paramedics into the 2nd floor men's bathroom to try to revive two downed senators
who had apparently been overcome by some sort of hydraulic fluid, causing them to drown.
After Steve gave his orders to his policemen on the floor and the paramedics on call, he placed a call back to Nick for his explanation.
Steve was a bit confused as to why some people had been killed by these mysterious hydraulic fluids and some had not and expressed
his confusion to Nick.
Nick said he thought the fluids must have some high tech DNA sensing capability as did the mechanized mosquitoes they dealt with a few
years earlier. This way the fluids could actually pick and choose whom they attacked. It was a very smart form of murder...untraceable
and precise! Nick suggested an easy fix to prevent any more murders from out of the sewage system. He told Steve to hire some
reputable plumbers to install anti-siphon water valves on the toilets and sinks and one-way check ball valves in the sewage lines feeding
the urinals and toilets. This would allow waste water to pass out into the sewage lines but nothing could travel from the sewage lines
underground up into the toilets, sinks or urinals due to the one-way check balls in the sewer pipes. The next day Nick noticed that some
plumbers came into the bathrooms to check their work after installing check valves in the sewer system. They inserted a hose into the
toilets to effectively suck the water out of the lines before the check valves. If the valves worked, the water flow would stop in a few
seconds. It did stop in a few seconds and the vacuum noise increased in pitch as the suction encountered the valve stop balls being
pulled closed. If the valves didn't work, the noise of the vacuum would not have changed after the localized water had been sucked out
of the lines. The task was complete. They had completed their job effectively.
Later that day, JM watched the bathrooms through his assigned sunbeam holograph spies and the infiltration of the hydraulic fluids had
stopped.
Nick asked JM, "Do we know if the valves did their jobs or has the killing stopped because all of the people on the NWO's list have
already been killed?"
JM replied, "Good question! I guess we'll have to watch and see. We'll know that the hydraulic fluid killer has finished its course when
we discover another new murder weapon being used. I doubt that the NWO is done yet!"
Nick agreed, "I think you’re right, JM. I just hope we can anticipate the next murder weapon before many more die!"