Love Killer

"No such thing!" The British denied it all, and arrogantly turned to several CIAs, "Who are you? Homeland Security? CIA? FBI?"

This is not an easy question to answer. They remained silent, and the British commissioner seemed to have caught the handle, "And even if you are suspected of this crime, you are going to take Baron Wintress away without even saying hello? This is your American territory, but you have to talk about evidence when you do things. As for the evidence, you can show it in front of the ambassador.” When encountering this difficult embassy commissioner, the CIA was helpless.

evidence?Even if there is evidence, it cannot be revealed before the British Commissioner, not to mention that this killer is also involved in the mission that the CIA once entrusted him to accept, so they can only let him go.

When Feng Zhannuo passed by them, he heard a low voice, "You know what to do."

Shut up and say less what you shouldn't say, how could he not know that the CIA's reminder is superfluous, he never wants to be troublesome.

It was snowing outside, he folded his coat, Feng Zhannuo shook off the scarf and hung it around his neck, the sound of footsteps behind him made him turn his head, Feston walked to the door with him, the snowflakes melted into water on his black hair.

"I am a friend of the Baron," he introduced himself to the British Commissioner.

The commissioner waited for Feng Zhannuo's response, whether to approve or deny it. You must know that there are not a few people who want to have a relationship with nobles.

The car was parked at the door, Feng Zhannuo looked at Feston, and Feston also looked at him, snowflakes like powdered sugar were blown in the air, Feston's black woolen coat was covered with a layer of hoarfrost , the deep eyes gathered a force, as if giving him a warning.

He has to let him go.

There is really an urge to dismiss it, but it seems impossible not to involve Feston, "Bring my friends, is this okay?"

Not knowing what kind of friend this was, the British commissioner hesitated a little, and Fieston took a few steps forward, wrapping his arms around Feng Zhannuo's waist.

"With me here, he won't be nervous when meeting the ambassador." Feston explained the commissioner's strange eyes, Feng Zhannuo laughed and refused to comment.

nervous?The British Commissioner really couldn't find any tension in the two men, "Please get in the car."

Feng Zhannuo got into the car, and Fieston followed behind in his own car. The bad traffic conditions made them spend a lot of time on the road, but they finally arrived at the embassy.

In the waiting lounge, Feng Zhannuo asked Felston, "What do you think?"

"At least the other party is very polite." Looking around, Feston didn't see too many vigilant personnel, "If they already knew who you were, the thing in front of you would not be English black tea, but something else. "

"Such as the muzzle of a gun?" Feng Zhannuo believed that there would be surveillance cameras here, maintaining his aristocratic calmness.

"But you have to be prepared. The British may not know anything about you. They found you through me." From the outside, Feston is calm and composed, and it seems that he will never do anything out of line , but Feng Zhannuo must not doubt that if the situation changes, this man can surprise everyone.

There were several knocks on the door, the lounge door opened, and the British commissioner came in, "Ambassador Etterde is here."

Feng Zhannuo stood up with Feston to welcome the ambassador.

"I'm Owen Etherde, nice to meet you, Baron Winterthres." In his 40s, with big eyes, a thin chin, and slender hands, shaking hands with the Etterde ambassador is reminiscent praying mantis or spider.

"I'm also very happy, Mr. Ambassador Eddie." They exchanged pleasantries, and there was no sign of guilt on Feng Zhannuo's face.

After greeting Feng Zhannuo, Feston, as his friend, received a meaningful look from Ambassador Etterde.

"I heard that the ST group is about to be disbanded. It would be a pity if it becomes a fact." Ambassador Etterd has heard of Feston's name and knows who he is, "Mr. Feston Al-Qaida, FBI legend Type figures, plus the Al-Qaeda Group..." He clicked his tongue in admiration, "I can't think of legends."

A cold light flashed in the eagle's eyes, and Feston replied lightly, "This is a compliment from the ambassador. I will try my best not to let this legend happen. The ST team will get back on track. The word legendary character, I want to wait until I leave the FBI." It will be more appropriate to use later.

Eddie smiled, but didn't speak.

This Owen Echid seems gentle, but being an ambassador is definitely not an easy role to mess with. Feng Zhannuo didn't want to waste time, "Is the ambassador looking for something?"

With aristocratic style, leaning against the decorative cabinet by the wall, his half-length hair was combed back by Feng Zhannuo, revealing bright sea blue eyes, Echid really couldn't find murder and blood in these eyes sign, "I heard you're a killer."

It was a straight blow without any warning, but Feng Zhannuo seemed to be ready for it long ago, "Killer? I don't know where I heard the news, but my hunting skills are really good."

He was eager to discuss this topic with great interest. Etterd was not swayed by his answer, and shook his finger, "No, the assassin mentioned here is the profession of collecting money to kill. It is impossible for the baron to never hear of it."

"The ambassador of this topic should talk to me. Given my profession, I know the killer's situation better." If Feston was a criminal, he must be a troublesome figure, and he sat there peacefully and took up the topic.

One of them smiled, and the other remained silent. Etterde asked his commissioner to go out, and threw a folder in his hand after entering the door on the table.

"Ian Noye, stop pretending to be me! Here is the record of the actions of the real Baron McGraw Wintress. He is a figure closely watched by the British royal family. You think you can pretend to be him without being caught. Discover?"

"No-possible-possible." Walking in front of Feng Zhannuo, Ambassador Etterde lowered his voice, speaking like two pieces of rubbing iron.

The two looked at him together. His attitude said everything. Feston smiled and pointed out the key point, "It seems that the British side doesn't want this to be discovered."

"It seems so." The situation is developing in their favor, Feng Zhannuo found that his luck is not bad, he couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth, "Then is the British royal family planning to kill this 'baron'? Isn't he after 'The Baron'?"

"He is safe now." Facing Feng Zhannuo, Etted still maintained the demeanor of an ambassador, but his demeanor was different, "You escaped those assassinations, and this result attracted the attention of the royal family members. That explosion outside the Opera House in Monte Carlo did make people think you were dead, but you weren't."

"There are not many people who can do this. Macro, who has never dared to show his face, has no such guts. After your photo was published in the newspaper, some people believed that you were not Macro. His father, Earl Polk, did not have oriental blood." My lover, Macro is not half-breed, and there are some abnormalities in some respects."

Thinking of the real Mike Luo, Feng Zhannuo and Feston met Ambassador Etterde's gaze. Ambassador Etterde cleared his throat and didn't say any more. He probably knew about the invitation from the royal family.

"So, can you tell me where the real Baron Wintress is now?" After a short pause, Etterd asked his question.

Judging the pros and cons of the situation, Feston quickly replied, "He is dead."

"I can't tell you how he died, who killed him, the important thing is that he died." There was a gloomy look in his blue eyes, Feng Zhannuo said briskly.

In fact, there is no need to explain, Etted can easily draw a conclusion about who killed the baron.

"...Then, I can only say that it is indeed the case." Ambassador Ettered has seen many dangerous people, but he has rarely seen such a calm murderer.

He breathed a sigh of relief, "He is indeed dead, some important people can feel at ease now, and part of my work is considered complete.

Who are some important figures and why are they at ease? These are not topics that can be discussed openly, but as long as you think about it carefully, you can understand that the "certain important figures" who value dignity and face are extremely important to the Baron There will be no regrets in death, only peace of mind.

"However, this is not the only thing I want to convey." Etter's voice changed, and there was a bit of a dangerous signal in the ending.

"Ian Noy, I hope you don't think that we in the UK will let you take advantage of this status, otherwise you will be disappointed, because this matter is impossible." Hearing his words, Feng Zhannuo knew that he What to say next.

As expected, Eted changed his expression, "I just solved a bomb, and they won't allow another one. Even if this bomb is not a threat now, in the long run, its existence is a threat. To be clear, people like you Can't be noble."

Shark Mike Luo is a threat that should not exist, and the killer baron is also a threat that should not exist. Feng Zhannuo solved the last "rat shit", and then he became the second "rat shit" in the eyes of some people. shit", the danger is different, but the same is an eyesore.

Feston sensed what he meant from Etterd's words, he stood up, Etterd suddenly felt a sense of oppression approaching, and then his collar was lifted, "In my impression, the British are very polite , and now that's the case, I think what they should be saying is thank you.

With a deep voice, Fieston spoke slowly, politely and restrained, but judging from the strength in his hands and the look in his eyes, it was not the case at all.

"You need to apologize for your words."