<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236x/df/4f/56/df4f56d30237e5a34f69d565a3d49f4d.jpg)</div><strong>"What are you talking about?"</strong>, Mad Darwin muttered, already aware that she had anticipated his escape plan. He pretended to wear a poker face, but he could not hide his surprise. How did she know about the super suit? Definitively, there must have been a good slicer or a spy from within the Science Industries (SI).<br/><br/>Mad Darwin halted as her voice showed lack of patience. She was holding a stun pistol - fire guns had been banned and were deemed to be outdated technology in terms of precision and reliability. He had never been hit by such a weapon, even though he tested and watched some tests - the pain was unbearable and the targets could not move during hours. It worked on the neural system and it was believed not to have or leave any collateral damage - Mad Darwin knew it was false though.<br/><br/><strong>"Listen, why don't you put down the taser, girl? It is quite dangerous...."</strong>, he spoke standing exactly where he was.<br/><br/><strong>"Perhaps it was Arnold who knew about this suit project, he was more involved with weaponry and other technological widgets... just like your pair of boots"</strong>, Mad Darwin said, recognizing that she was wearing an expensive high tech item. Paradoxically, he did not claim to know anything about those projects.<br/><br/><strong>"I am handling only the genetic improvement of soy bean seeds. It is a beautiful project as it will increase productivity in the fields and lead to a smaller environmental impact."</strong>, he concluded raising his hands in the air in a sign of submission.<br/><br/>The intelligent scientist had gained one minute. There were still 4 to go before the security would arrive.<br/><br/>