the world is at stake

Zhou Qingfeng also turned around, a little unsure, "Is she okay?"

"Give me the money, she will definitely do it."

Chapter 023 Opponents

Zhou Qingfeng fled from Brooklyn to Manhattan across the river.Someone has to settle the troubles he left behind.At the intersection of traffic lights where Chen Zhizhong was attacked, several police cars established a blockade.

The local police station in Brooklyn, New York sent criminal personnel, but after checking the condition of the attacked 'Buick' and the identity of the deceased, they could only leave the case to the FBI, which has stronger criminal investigation capabilities.

It didn't take long for the FBI agents to arrive, and they were surprised by the difficulty of the situation.

The fingerprints of the two deceased can be found in the database of the Department of Homeland Security, but the specific information is classified and cannot be viewed without sufficient authority.

Road monitoring showed that the murderer was a male in his 20s, wearing a hat and a mask, and it was difficult to recognize his facial features.However, according to the preliminary judgment of the on-site forensic technicians, the murderer was obviously professionally trained, calm in mind, and extremely ruthless.

"The murderer fired a total of ten shots, and the bullets and shell casings were found, but the ballistics test may not have any results. The gun is likely to be stolen or snatched."

"According to road surveillance, the whole incident was very complicated. The deceased attacked another station wagon, and the murderer hid on the side of the road and shot suddenly, then ransacked the deceased's vehicle and fled with the driver of the station wagon."

"The owner of the station wagon has been found out. He is a Chinese who has immigrated to New York for many years. We hope to get a breakthrough from this owner, but there is no result yet."

"In addition, the information returned by the traffic police is not very good. The station wagon that the murderer took was abandoned four kilometers away from the crime scene, and then they either hijacked them randomly, entered the mall on foot, or took taxis and subways in an attempt to escape the surveillance .

Faced with a large amount of surveillance video, our interpreters need two or three days to complete the work.For such a long time, the suspects ran away without a trace. "

Behind the cordon at the scene of the crime, an FBI supervisor was calling to report to his superiors, briefly explaining the situation.After hanging up the phone, he cursed furiously: "Damn Bureau G, we're wiping their ass again."

The witness at the scene came over, shook his head in frustration and said: "Head, no fingerprints of the murderer were found. The same is true on the station wagon. The murderer may have applied hairspray, and we didn't even find the hair.

In addition, I used the immigration database to perform face recognition on the head of the deceased. The two people who were killed arrived in the United States a few months ago. They are probably 'hunting dogs' with green cards. "

'Hunting dog', Bureau G's low-cost means of recruiting personnel.

There are huge numbers of people from all over the world eager to come to the United States.Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for the immigration department to let people in randomly.For example, a person with a criminal record will naturally refuse a visa.

However, a strange phenomenon has occurred in the United States in the past decade or so, that is, a large number of business management (MBA) personnel occupy key positions.These people not only entered manufacturing industries such as Boeing, but also became executives in government departments.

These guys are good at playing finance, pursuing maximum profits, good at pleasing shareholders, like to push up the market value, and deliberately reduce costs-it seems to be saying "know the king" after all.

Against this official backdrop, a lot of weird things are happening in America.Not only is the manufacturing industry losing, but many places are de-specializing.

For example, Bureau G will recruit some international 'professionals', issue green cards to introduce them, and they can be naturalized after working for a few years.As for the direction of these people's "professions", even the Immigration Bureau has no control.

In places like New York where dragons and snakes are mixed and the situation is complicated, Bureau G has placed many "professional hunting dogs".

This group of people is on standby 24 hours a day, and they can arrive at a certain incident within a few minutes, and with the information support from the bureau, eliminate the "national security risk".

The Department of Homeland Security is very satisfied with this system which is quick to respond, low cost and extremely efficient.As for whether it has any future troubles, many bureaucrats don't care at all.

Anyway, the United States has a "low human rights advantage", and it doesn't matter if several 10 people die.

It's just that a serious security agency like the FBI hates Bureau G's methods.This not only encroached on power, but also robbed funds, and left all kinds of troubles for them to clean up.

"Head, what should we do?" The forensic officer looked bitter.

The person in charge at the scene also wanted to jump up and scold, "What else can I do? Send the body to the morgue of the New York Police Department for further identification, and let the traffic police tow away the vehicle where the incident happened. There are all necessary criminal procedures."

Outside the blockade at the intersection, local media reporters in New York had already set up long guns and short cannons to take pictures of the tragic scene.Tonight's major TV stations will have live broadcasts of unexpected cases, and audiences across the United States will once again feel how bad the law and order in New York is.

However, Yankees are actually used to it.

It would be a miracle if there were no shootings in New York someday.

When the 'Buick' at the scene was towed away, news of the incident reached Bureau G's office building on Nebraska Avenue in Washington, DC.

Deputy Commissioner Oliver Harden hung up the phone and sat in the armchair with folded hands and pursed lips.On the computer monitor in front of him, a middle-aged Asian with an unattractive appearance was having a video conversation with him.

"Mr. Guo, I just received a report about your special agent code-named 'Victor'." The deputy director touched his fingers back and forth, restraining the urge to swear, and asked, "What the hell is that kid? What kind of person?"

"You failed?" The middle-aged Asian in the video was also surprised. "Victor is a rookie. He just came to the United States and has no experience. It shouldn't be difficult to deal with."

"A rookie who is not difficult to deal with?"

The deputy director obviously disagreed with this judgment, "You sent this rookie to our heavily guarded private prison, and wiped out our hundreds of millions of dollars in investment. I still don't understand how he escaped?"

The middle-aged Asian immediately retorted, "It's your own decision to blow up the 'Floss' prison and its affiliated underground biochemical laboratory, but it has nothing to do with me. I don't know about the human experiments you conducted there."

"But you brought all these troubles."

"If you still want to continue to cooperate, don't worry about the losses that have already occurred."

The two parties in the video clearly don't have a good impression of each other, but they have to be subject to certain constraints and have to sit down and talk.The middle-aged Asians still demanded to continue to get rid of Zhou Qingfeng, "Get rid of him before causing more harm."

"I will, the pursuit will not stop." The deputy director was a little upset.He hung up the video communication, propped his head on one hand, and stared at the desktop.

It was reported on the phone just now that the target set up a trap at the moment of desperation, led the 'hunting dog' around, and finally killed one of the two-person teams.

What a calm genius!

There was a knocking sound outside the office, and the new assistant to the deputy director came in and handed in a report, "Mr. Harden, we have found something new about the Chinese agent codenamed 'Victor'."

The deputy director took the report and glanced at it roughly.The photos in the report look like a construction site, or the kind of underground tunnel, and it looks like a prison escapee dug it privately, very rough.

"what is this?"

"It's an investigation report on the ruins of 'Floss' Prison. We sent people to the ruins to assess and monitor the post-disaster hazards of the underground laboratory, and found that there was a leak of dangerous substances.

Further investigation revealed that someone had escaped by digging a hole under the rubble after the prison was demolished by blasting. "

Hearing that someone had escaped by digging a hole, the deputy director finally sat up from the armchair.He carefully looked through every photo in the report, and read the evaluation of the site survey in detail, and said in surprise:

"Is that kid really alive? Didn't the explosion kill him?"

The new assistant nodded, "It seems so. A small probability event. The investigators also mentioned in the report that the escapee had superhuman strength and endurance, otherwise he would not be able to penetrate the seven or eight meter long underground passage." .”

In the photo, the hole that escaped from the ruins of the prison is nearly one meter in diameter, enough for a burly man to squat inside for high-intensity excavation.

Thinking about the difficulty of construction in the dark and desperate situation, Oliver Harden couldn't help whispering: "It's not right, this thing is not right. Normal people can't do it, absolutely can't do it. Unless..."

The deputy director thought of a certain possibility, and couldn't help but shine!

Chapter 024

Broadway, 'Olympia' Theatre.

Satomi was holding a 'Panda' takeaway, sitting on the item box and pawing with chopsticks.

Rehearsing a new musical is exhausting.Whether it is the crew or the theater, it requires a lot of manpower and material resources.Dozens of people have been busy until night.

Li Meixue's film and television costume design took a lot of effort to join the crew in order to accumulate some internship experience and facilitate finding a job after graduation.But after a day of work, she felt that she was going to be exhausted.

The little man sat helplessly, pitifully.Her boyfriend has gone somewhere and no one is taking care of her.The crew didn't pay much attention to her, because this novice made a lot of mistakes today, wondering if he will leave tomorrow?

"What are you eating?" Zhou Qingfeng appeared out of nowhere, and glanced at the paper lunch box in Limei's hand, "Orange chicken? This thing can only be fed to dogs. This is not the way of real Chinese food."

Satomi smiled wryly, "Victor, you are so annoying."

Zhou Qingfeng took out a thermos like magic, handed it to Satomi, and said, "Eat this."

The Japanese girl's eyes lit up, and she shouted happily: "Chicken soup again?"

"No, it's just a lunch box." Zhou Qingfeng opened the thermos, and took out the three-layered meals and soup inside, "I know the warehouse supervisor here, and his wife made dinner. I think you should like it."

Chen Zhizhong's safe house has a lot of facilities, including simple kitchen utensils and a microwave oven, so he can cook some home-cooked food.

Satomi held the rice, and while expressing her gratitude loudly, she was divided into doubts, "Victor, why are you so kind to me?"

"You don't eat without a good reason?"

Rimi lowered her head and said nothing.

"Are you still worried that I will pursue aggressively and embarrass you who has a boyfriend?"

Satomi lowered her head and said weakly like a mosquito: "Please don't say that, I'm already very embarrassed."

"I'm still worried that I don't want to reciprocate, I only want to give my love, which makes you feel ashamed?"

"Victor, you are such a nasty guy." Satomi finally raised his head, angrily, "What you said is completely impossible."

"Since it's impossible, what are you worried about? Let's eat first. I want to ask you for a favor after I finish eating. Just don't refuse easily." Zhou Qingfeng pointed to the thermos, "Hurry up, it won't taste good when it's cold. .”

Hearing that she wanted to help herself, Satomi heaved a sigh of relief.She clasped her hands together and said 'I'm starting', and started to eat happily.

The girl was actually starving, but she was under a lot of pressure and had no appetite.

But she was inexplicably happy when she saw Zhou Qingfeng, and at first she wanted to maintain a little demeanor, but she speeded up as she ate, occasionally looking up at the man, and continuing to eat desperately.

After eating, he drank soup to moisten his throat, and Satomi wiped his mouth with the tissue paper he brought with him, put away the tableware, thanked him again, and said, "Okay, you can ask now."

Zhou Qingfeng was about to speak, but the little girl quickly added, "Don't go too far, I can only agree to some ordinary things. If it is difficult, I will definitely refuse."

A bunch of car keys twirled on Zhou Qingfeng's fingers, "I want to drive and take you for a ride."

Ah... this is very embarrassing!

Satomi's expression changed several times, at first she was surprised, then bared her teeth, and finally pouted, as if she had seen through Zhou Qingfeng's plot, but seemed helpless.

"Victor, you must have chased many girls, you are very good at it and you are very confident. But..."

The Japanese girl wanted to make a point, but Zhou Qingfeng stepped forward and gently grabbed her arm, pulling it up and out without any explanation.Satomi said anxiously: "Hey, what do you want to do? I still have a job, and I finally got an internship opportunity."

"You've been fired."

"what?"

One sentence stunned the girl.She stopped her feet, her tears remained, and she cried, "Why? I know I didn't do well enough today, but why can't they give me a chance to work hard?"

"No, you did a good job. I asked the crew to fire you."

Eh……?

Just as Satomi's tears burst out of her eyes, her mood turned 180 degrees.She looked at Zhou Qingfeng, hoping for an explanation.

"It's just a dead-end crew, an experimental musical. There's no point in your being here."

Zhou Qingfeng turned the car key on his finger again.

"Come with me for a drive and I can introduce you to the 'Olympia' theater's own crew. They're doing some classics and just in need of trainees for costumes and props."

Play hard and soft.

Satomi's mind suddenly buzzed, and after a while, he asked weakly, "Victor, are you offering an 'undeniable price'? Is that why you want me? Are you trying to play with me? abandon?"

Sad, poignant, and bitter, the little girl's face showed complicated emotions.

Zhou Qingfeng stretched out his finger and flicked on her forehead, and Satomi hugged her head again and cried out 'pain pain pain.Damn it, it will make you stupid if you fight like this.

"Are you coming or not? If not, I'll find Lopez. She should need a role in a stage play."

"Don't..., if you give Lopez a chance to appear in a Broadway play, she will immediately take off her clothes and have sex with you. That's right, that bitch is so direct and bold."

"how about you?"

"I... I will be more reserved."

A few joking made Satomi a lot more courageous, she followed Zhou Qingfeng resignedly, asking side-by-side what she was going to do with her?

"Victor, are you so direct with girls?"

"Is this going to take me to open a room?"

"Tell me what kind of girl you like?"

"Hey, you're a nasty fellow, unforgivable."

In the underground parking lot of the theater, men and women boarded a 'Toyota'.

Zhou Qingfeng took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Satomi, confessing: "I'll take you to a real estate agency, and I will look at several houses worth tens of millions of dollars in the next few days. This is your reward."

"Take me to see a house?" Satomi pointed down at her jeans and streetwear top, shook her head and said, "Who would believe that a person dressed like me can afford tens of millions of real estate?"

"The clothes are easy to talk about. I'll buy them for you, and they will belong to you afterwards. What you need is to pretend to be my girlfriend. You are not allowed to talk, but you have to look like young lovers together and want to buy high-priced real estate in New York."

Satomi opened the envelope, gasped after just looking at it, and suddenly said nervously:

"Is this the price you can't refuse? Wow...it's okay to replace Lopez, not to mention pretending. What kind of girlfriend? They can be husband and wife right away."

"how about you?"

"I'm going to think about it."

Satomi only thought for a second before grabbing Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder and shouting frantically, "Victor, how dare you say that you came to New York for a poor trip? It's abominable to test a girl's heart like this."

Zhou Qingfeng had already started the engine, and 'Toyota' drove out of the parking space.He asked, "Are you going to refuse?"

"Wait, I'm a little dizzy. Victor, you're a villain, a demonic evil being. This is too much to offer, and I...I can't say no."

Chapter 025 Intermediary