wavenovel Chapter 792 Escape (asking for monthly ticket)
Chapter 792 Escape (asking for monthly ticket)
Chapter 792 Escape (asking for monthly ticket)
For a moment, Gu Ji was a little confused.
Is it true that Quarry has nothing to do with THEO, or is he faking his own death?
And the two people who took action.
There is no need to say much about the black mercenary.
What made him more curious was the young woman stepping on Quilly.
Ever since he met Ito Mio, he always had an inexplicable concern towards this seemingly harmless woman.
After taking a photo of the fax, Gu Ji sent one copy back to the command center, and used the ghost server to pass the other copy to Barron and others at 7472.
His intuition told him.
The identity of this blonde woman is probably not simple.
"Jillian, are you sure Xia Guo can help with this?" After the two sides finished communicating, Jamie couldn't help but come over and asked a few questions.
Jamie still couldn't understand why she made the unauthorized decision to share the case information in the FBI's hands with Xia Guo.
Unexpectedly, Gillian was very sure:
"Of course, Quilly, one of the two victims in the villa, had participated in the Brazilian Military Defense Exhibition. Most importantly, he had been to Jingzhou, Xiaguo."
"So, what you mean is that Xiaguo has actually been eyeing PM and these company executives for a long time?"
Jamie asked himself and answered.
Gillian nodded.
Obviously, she intended to take this opportunity to start a discussion and get Xiaguo to join in dealing with PM Military Company.
"Om~"
At this moment, the phone vibrated with a message.
Jillian picked it up and took a look, her pupils shrank immediately.
As if he noticed her strangeness, Jamie subconsciously asked: "Did something happen again?"
Gillian didn't answer directly.
Instead, he lifted up his phone screen, which showed the information of the mysterious seller Riddle, and the signature was actually...
CODE:7472!
"The mission background information has been updated."
Near the hotel building.
Wang Xueming sat in the car, watching the special police entering and leaving the gate in the distance.
The two were attracted by these FBI agents, but unfortunately, nothing seemed to happen at the scene.
"I saw."
Barron held the phone in his hand and knew that Wang Xueming was talking about the blonde woman who killed PM President and Quilly in Los Angeles. "But I need to contact the FBI now, and I'm afraid I can't leave Washington for a while. Why don't we act separately?"
“You want me to go to Los Angeles?”
Wang Xueming asked back.
Barron rolled his eyes at him and said, "Yasen has been in Guatemala. Is there any other candidate besides you?"
Seeing this scene, Ah Hui, who was sitting in the passenger seat, felt his heart tighten.
You know, in Daqili, northern Myanmar, no one who dares to speak to Brother Wang with this kind of expression and tone will have a good ending.
The foreign guy in front of me looks like he has just reached adulthood.
He is neither a gang boss nor a wealthy official. Why can he be so presumptuous with Brother Wang?
In fact.
During his mission in Japan, Wang Xueming had already gotten used to Barron and completely treated him as a rebellious adolescent child.
As for another reason.
That's because Barron is from 7472.
He could ignore Barron, but he couldn't ignore 7472, so even for the sake of the organization, he wouldn't bother with this guy.
"Okay, leave the Los Angeles matters to me. I'll leave you a few people to help."
"Thank you, Woof!"
Barron grinned, as if he had finally gotten rid of his troubles.
But for Wang Xueming.
Whether it's in Washington or Los Angeles, it makes no difference.
Because of the English skills he gained from the BCI virtual reality trainer, he can travel freely anywhere in the United States even without Barron.
What's more, there is one item marked in the task information.
That is to remind people of the risk of this blonde woman, which is likely to be similar to the situation of Ito Miura of Toyomoto Company.
Wang Xueming has read the intelligence investigation report submitted by Jiang Na.
He is well aware that Ito Mio may have had memories implanted, causing a drastic change in her personality.
And this is exactly what he is most interested in.
Because Pan Xinli is now in a crazy state. According to the diagnosis of medical experts, her brain has been invaded by the drug "Paradise", affecting her memory and logical partitioning.
Perhaps, this blonde woman will hold the answer.
……
"Boss, it seems that there is no one around here."
An abandoned neighborhood in the northern suburbs of Washington.
A gray pickup truck slowly drove up to the gate. It was Adams and his "Fission" mercenary organization.
"Get ready to take action."
"Yes!"
The voice just fell.
Several mercenaries in the car immediately put on their tactical masks, fastened their tactical straps, pulled the bolts, and did a final inspection.
One of the mercenaries sitting in the passenger seat looked through the rearview mirror and saw a blue Chevrolet sedan parked on the side of the road in the distance. It was the men sent by Riddle to follow them.
In fact, I had just left the hotel building.
Adams had already discovered that he was being followed.
However, he did not alert the enemy, but chose to lead them to an uninhabited suburb.
"It looks like they've stopped!"
"Could this factory be their base?"
300 meters away on the roadside.
The orange-hatted Indian sat in the car, looking suspiciously at the gray pickup truck parked in front of the factory in the distance.
"Why don't you get out of the car? Have we been discovered?"
"Let's send a drone over to take a look first!"
Upon hearing what my companion said.
The orange-hatted Indian was also a little panicked. After all, the targets in the car were not ordinary people, but mercenaries who killed without blinking an eye.
So he immediately took out the "Giant Eye" drone from his briefcase and flew out through the window.
It was about to rise into the sky.
"sudden--!"
A dull gunshot rang out.
The drone was pierced on the spot, and fell down with flying fragments.
"Oh no! They've discovered us! Let's go!"
"Yes!"
Hearing the urging of the man in the orange hat, his companion started the car in a panic.
But just as he put the car in gear, he heard a "pop" and the bullet hit his neck. Blood spurted out, most of it splashing on the steering wheel and the windshield that was shattered into a spider web.
“Plop, drip—!”
My companion fell limply on the steering wheel, right on the car horn.
The man in the orange hat shuddered violently in fear.
He hurriedly pushed the body away, trying to get into the driver's seat, shift gears again and evacuate, but the seat belt was stuck too tightly and he couldn't unfasten it for a while.
Gunfire rang out again.
The man in the orange hat fell headfirst and had to retreat back with gritted teeth. He grabbed an AR-15 from the back of the car, turned around, opened the door, and rushed out.
He rolled and crawled to hide beside the wheel hub, observing the enemy's position.
While taking out his cell phone from his pocket, he prepared to report to his boss Riddle.
But what he didn't expect was that his cell phone had no signal at all.
"Damn it, they actually blocked the communications!"
Compared to his companions who died in unclear circumstances, the man in the orange hat obviously knew more.
Therefore, he understood better the horror of these mercenaries.
"rustle……"
Hearing footsteps coming from the northwest, the man in the orange hat quickly raised his gun and aimed over there, but he didn't see any figure with his naked eyes.
That was the moment when he was distracted.
A black gun muzzle suddenly extended out from mid-air and shot the front bumper iron sheet in front of him.
He was so scared that he quickly retracted his head.
It's optical camouflage!
The man in the orange hat was disheartened. He knew there was no way he could leave here alive today.
So he gritted his teeth and threw the gun away.
"Do not kill me……"
He shouted, raised his hands high, and slowly stood up from behind the wheel.
As the footsteps approached faster.
Adams and others removed the optical camouflage, which allowed the man in the orange hat to see that four or five guns were pointed at his head.
"Please, give me a way to live."
The man in the orange hat recognized the black man Adams at a glance and knew that he was the real murderer who killed PM President.
Unexpectedly, Adams ignored what he said.
He simply tightened the gun strap, hung it diagonally across his chest, then took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep puff.
"It seems that he is not as smart as I thought. Brothers, now is our time to have fun. Let's have some fun with him."
"I understand. Hehehe..."
Looking at the malicious smiles of several people.
The orange-hatted man was completely frightened. He rushed forward but was stopped by the mercenary. "Please let me live. I am willing to tell you everything I know!"
As soon as these words came out.
Adams immediately raised his hand and temporarily stopped his men's threats.
"Tell me, what is this guy Riddle planning now? Is the system in his hand real?"
"It's true. I saw it with my own eyes."
The man in the orange hat answered eagerly, as if eager to prove his worth, “In the Iranian factory, he got the Black Hawk stealth helicopter from the United States using the system;
As for the purpose... the boss's only goal now is to use this trading opportunity to lure out a mercenary named Cohen!"
"Cohen?"
Hear the name.
Adams suddenly became interested. He exhaled the last puff of smoke, turned around, took out his cell phone and made a call.
"What do you want from me?"
"Cohen, it seems that the mistake you made in the past is coming back to haunt you..."
……
In the evening, the matters concerning the hotel building were quickly dealt with.
Gu Ji chose to separate from the FBI temporarily.
Although the other party had already locked onto the gray pickup truck as a suspicious vehicle, by the time they found the target, I'm afraid all the people would have already run away.
The only inconvenience was that all their main weapons, rifles, were taken away, leaving each of them with only a Glock 17.
And, since there were no FBI agents following.
Therefore, if Gu Ji and his team take any action involving judicial power, they must report to Gillian in advance and obtain authorization.
"Mr. Jiang, we have now obtained the law enforcement authority. Thank you for your help over the past two days. You have worked hard!"
On the roadside in front of the hotel.
Gu Ji stood beside Jiang Wensheng's car and held his hand tightly.
Although the ending of tonight was not perfect, if Jiang Wensheng had not spent time and effort tracking and following them, they would not have found Riddle's first stop so quickly.
"You're welcome, Sir Gu. I have no problem serving the country. It's a pity that I didn't get to see you catch the target."
Jiang Wensheng shook his head slightly, sighed first, and then changed the subject: "But I will continue to help you track the target. If there are any new clues, I will report to you immediately!"
"That's great!"
Although Gu Ji did not intend to ask him for help, it would be a good idea to have an additional intelligence channel.
"Mr. Jiang, do we really want to continue investigating?"
"of course."
Inside the car, facing the deputy's questioning.
Jiang Wensheng answered almost without hesitation, putting aside the national and personal positions, "Did you see what Gu Sir and his men were wearing just now? Those are HRT equipment, which means they are probably semi-militarized special police of the same level as HRT;
But as far as I know, the mainland public security system has never had such a T1-level special police team, which means it may be a secret special force. If we can help them this time..."
He didn't say anything else.
Because the deputy had understood Jiang Wensheng's true thoughts.
it's actually really easy.
As a private detective, if you only investigate cases such as divorce, infidelity, and property transfer, it may not be a big deal. However, detectives like Jiang Wensheng who are often involved in major cases face much more complicated situations.
Over the years, he has accumulated a lot of connections;
But there are also many enemies to offend.
If he could get Gu Ji and his mysterious army to owe him a favor this time, perhaps in the near future, if they really encountered danger, it would be like a life-saving talisman.
"I understand. Mr. Jiang, let's..."
"Let's go back to the office first and ask Ah Sheng and the others to get all the videos and search frame by frame. Gu Sir's target must be among the guests who were evacuated from the hotel this afternoon!"
A night of no results.
After Gu Ji returned to the safe house last night, he discussed the next course of action with Lei Wanshan and Zeng Dan from the command center.
Now it is clear.
Even though Riddle has to hide from the FBI, PM mercenaries, and their pursuit, in fact, this guy now holds absolute initiative.
It's because the thing in his hand is so attractive.
According to Zeng Dan, as soon as the news was released, not only the US Department of Defense, but also the intelligence agencies of Russia, Britain, France, Japan, Israel and other countries began to move.
If it really turns into a competition among all parties at that time.
I am afraid that the tragic scenes of Brazil's "Golden Shield" operation will be repeated.
"Yesterday's arrest blunder has made the PM mercenaries aware of Riddle, so the gray pickup truck that appeared in the hotel this afternoon and was targeted by the FBI is most likely not Riddle, but a PM mercenary."
Gu Ji analyzed word by word in front of everyone:
"The conflict between the two parties is very serious now. Riddle wants to seek revenge on Cohen, while the PM mercenaries want to take back the treasure house of arms dealer Klika from the former, so..."
"What else do you have in mind?"
Gao Bo is indeed the worm in his stomach.
Just by looking at him, I could guess what Gu Ji was thinking.
He nodded:
"That's right. Since Riddle is looking for Cohen, why can't we pretend to be him and lure him out?"
(End of this chapter)