Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 456
Interpol headquarters in Lyon, France.

The senior director in charge of the night shift at the Special Liaison Center of the National Central Bureau tonight is Mr. Wolf from Germany.

Wolf is a very serious, conscientious German, and even though it is late, he is still sitting in front of the high platform in the contact center, while everyone else is already dozing off.

Jingle Bell!
Suddenly, the phone rang, and the stereotyped ringtone was particularly harsh in the silence. Many people were startled, but the fat French man who should have answered the phone immediately was still lying on the table and sleeping soundly.

Wolff frowned displeasedly, got up and walked over to pick up the phone quickly. After a while, he turned his head to look at the big screen with a strange expression, only to see that a series of intelligence documents were sent over.

"Who are you?" Wolfe squinted his eyes and asked into the phone.

"Wahhahaha, you can call me 'Sin Buster', or 'Light of Justice', but you'd better hurry up and make great contributions, if you don't hurry up, those two big fish will run away. "The other party hung up after finishing speaking.

The voice on the other end of the phone was obviously filtered by a voice changer, and Wolfe couldn't tell the other party's identity from it, but the other party's English seemed a bit broken, and it seemed to contain some weird grammar that Easterners like to use when speaking English.

But Wolfe didn't know that this was Yang Hao's intentional 'opening' for Alice to lead clues to Tianqing Group.

"Two big fish?" Wolfe put down the phone, walked to the console suspiciously, and began to personally check the intelligence documents sent by the mysterious person.

Soon, his eyes widened in surprise and joy, and he clenched his fists unconsciously.

The next second, Wolfe stood up abruptly and shouted to the surroundings: "Get up, everyone, get up, stop dozing off, there is a big task to do now!"

Immediately afterwards, he rushed over and kicked the ass of the fat French man who was still unconscious, and then gave an order to another red-haired girl next to him: "Marguerite, call the duty supervisor of the Argentine branch immediately, Tell him to come right away and say there's a 'red alert' level emergency."

At this time, the fat French man covered his butt in a dazed expression, and wailed in French: "God, who is that hungry and thirsty guy who sneaked up on my ass while I was sleeping? I want to call the police..."

Snapped!
Wolfe slapped the fat man on the forehead, and cursed viciously in French: "You damn, lazy fat guy, don't hurry up and wake me up, there is a special emergency right now, you give me help immediately!" Contact Director Oliver of the Special Operations Bureau and say that I want to apply for permission to mobilize all armed forces of the South American Branch of the Special Operations Bureau."

The fat man obviously hasn't figured out what's going on, so he said, "Mr. Wolfe, Director Oliver has not returned from a business trip to the United States. The Special Operations Bureau is now headed by Holkin, who is in charge of emergency affairs."

clap clap!

Wolf was furious, and he slapped again, but this time he slapped on the desk, and he spat at the fat man: "Then contact Holkin, anyway, I don't care which director of the Special Operations Bureau is in charge now, I will You just need to get permission, do you understand?!"

Facing a furious German, the fat Frenchman wisely chose to give in. He hurriedly picked up the intercom phone, started to contact Holkin's secretary, and then carefully raised his head and asked Wolf: "Uh, Wolf Sir, for what reason do we apply for permission?"

Wolfe pointed at the big screen with a dark face: "The reason? The opportunity to wipe out the heads of the two largest criminal organizations in South America, is this enough reason?!"

It turned out that in this short period of time, the other people who were woken up by Wolf's roar had already begun to sort out the intelligence documents on the big screen.

These documents were selected by Alice from the dark web in South America, and the top one was the ongoing negotiations in Buenos Aires.

In fact, the negotiations had just begun, and they were targeted by all-pervasive intelligence dealers. There were also many American eyeliners among them, and they even took a lot of photos.

It's a pity that these things just entered the dark net, ready to be transferred and sold through the dark net, but they were picked up by Alice, and now they are sent to Wolfe by Alice.

Under the full operation of Wolfe, Mr. Federico, the duty supervisor of the Argentine branch, rushed over in a daze. In order to facilitate international cooperation in combating transnational crimes.

Federico is not a fool either. As soon as he walked in, before Wolfe could speak, Federico saw the photos listed on the big screen, and then his eyes widened instantly, and he exclaimed: "I God, is this... is this true?!"

Wolfe looked at his watch and said very quickly: "It's true, Mr. Federico, there are relevant intelligence documents here, come and take a look, but we have to hurry up, otherwise it will be too late gone."

After finishing speaking, Wolf yelled at the French fat man again: "Francois, why are you still in a daze? How is the situation with Mr. Oliver? Are you qualified for this job? If not, I will change it." Someone do it!"

Francois smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Wolf, didn't I just say that Director Oliver went on a business trip to the United States and did not return, and the Special Operations Bureau is now headed by Holkin..."

"Get out!" Wolfe interrupted violently: "Get out of here immediately, Buddy, you are here to take over his position, quickly contact me with the Special Operations Bureau, I want permission, immediately, now, immediately !"

Suddenly, an old voice came from the door: "Why is the situation so urgent, Wolfe, I'm here in person now, just tell me what authority you need."

Wolff looked back and was immediately overjoyed. He quickly walked over to hug him, and then explained: "Director Proust, I didn't expect to alarm you. I'm really sorry."

"Hehe, Holkin is in a hurry to ask for leave today. I'm just free, so I'll be on duty for him. Tell me, what's the situation?" Proust is a silver-haired old man, tall and tall, and he looks like a white-robed wizard. Doffer style.

He is the current deputy director of the Special Operations Bureau, and he is in charge of the secret service work in the Americas. Wolfe has dealt with him several times, and he knows that Proust is vigorous and resolute, and he is as jealous as himself. workaholic.

Therefore, Wolfe knew that there was something going on tonight, so he hurriedly told Proust the current situation in detail.

(End of this chapter)