I'm innocent [Comprehensive British American]

A classic Rolls-Royce car was parked outside the party hall. Ma Ren was sitting in it smoking a cigarette. He flicked the ash out of the window and casually played with the dagger.

"Mr. Ma, the admission ticket is here."

Ma Ren took the golden skull handed over by the team member. Holding the skull, his eyes were blank for a moment, and he murmured softly, "So this is the admission ticket, so the thing that only buyers can see looks like this."

He tossed the skull casually, "Which vacant seat did you prepare for me?... Um... that man."

"Kill that craftsman, that old lady is useless, kill it and send it to those undead." Ma Ren put away the ticket, opened the car door and walked over, he straightened his collar, the same man Greetings.

In the independent workshop of the local police station, Gordon held down the earphones to confirm the overall progress from time to time.

"The third team is in place, requesting instructions on the next step."

"After the fourth team searched, a sniper was found in the southeast building. The camp is unknown. Ask for instructions."

"Stay where you are, stay alert, and pay attention to protecting Qiu Chengke's safety."

Locker had a thick bandage wrapped around his shoulders. He leaned on his chin and tilted his head to listen to Gordon and the others. Adder stood beside him and smoked.

Viper took a sip, and blew a smoke ring into his face. She played with the pistol/gun in her hand and made it click. Rocker sat on the chair with a dark face and turned around, daring to speak out. .

"Counsel." Viper said disgustedly. After hearing Rocker's cough, she snorted coldly and choked out the cigarette.

"Yarman is touching Qiu Chengke's antlers." Morgan put down his earphones and said to Gordon solemnly, "Although we haven't found the problem yet, our little agent was dragged away."

Gordon looked up, and in the surveillance footage of the street on the screen, several men surrounded the little girl selling Christmas decorations, pushing her away from the front of the party hall.

The two agents hiding in the crowd looked at each other and followed carefully.

"Is there still no way to find buyers from the people who entered the party hall?" Gordon looked at Dr. Foster beside him.

Dr. Foster frowned, pointed to a woman on the screen and said, "She is nervous, but it is probably because she has hidden drugs on her body. The crowd moves too fast. I can only make a rough guess, maybe Carl can do it."

"So what happened to Dr. Letterman?" Gordon asked in a low voice, "Why can't he come to Minnesota? Although I'm not a lie detector, I can tell you and me are lying."

Dr. Foster's expression was a little stiff, and she said helplessly, "Karl has a daughter, and she is still in school."

"Someone threatened him?" Gordon asked.

"He received a threatening letter. If he gets involved with the big collector, his ex-wife and his daughter will die." Dr. Foster continued while looking at the surveillance screen, "Although he still wants to come, but I declined, I said I could handle it... this guy, the man in the gray suit, wasn't a buyer, he was a scavenger, he had something in his arms..."

Before she finished speaking, Ryan's low growl suddenly came from outside the door, "Stand back! Stay away from here!"

Then Ryan started firing warning shots.

Hearing the sound of gunshots, Viper immediately stood up, holding the pistol/gun, staring at the door of the studio.

The gunfire only rang once and then stopped. Ryan pushed the door in and said in a low voice with an ugly face, "We were called back urgently, I'm sorry..."

He paused, pressed the headset and said loudly, "The third team, all gather."

"But why, we have obviously formed a joint SWAT team." Al asked in surprise.

"I must obey the order." Ryan said in a deep voice, "We are going back to Los Angeles tonight."

"Whose order! This is a task ordered by the president himself."

"But you and I belong to the Ministry of Justice, remember." Ryan avoided Al's gaze, turned his head and said softly, "I don't think it will be long before you will receive news of the cancellation of the mission."

Al said incredulously, "We have already provided evidence. Doesn't the raw material processing factory in Brent prove the danger of big collectors! We found at least [-] corpses there, and the officials of the Ministry of Justice are thinking What!"

"The corpses I received with my own hands, I also want to bring them to justice, but this matter is different from this chess game, Al." Ryan pursed his lips tightly, he clenched his fists, and said through gritted teeth " The game of chess is terrible, but at that time, everyone was on our side, but it is different now, and moderation may be our best choice now."

Al wanted to say something more, but Gordon came up and pressed her shoulders and shook his head lightly at her. He exchanged a few words with Ryan, and Ryan waved his hand and led the members of his team.

Locker didn't look back, he sat motionless on the chair, looked at the screen, and saw in the surveillance screen, several SWAT police officers who had been on standby in the back street of the party hall held down their earphones and gestured to each other, followed by He left quietly, walked out of their circle, and withdrew from the case of the big collector.

Al watched SWAT police leave, she closed her eyes, walked to Torres with her head down, held her and whispered something, Torres hugged her shoulders and comforted her softly.

Until all the Swart police officers left the police station, Viper turned to look at Gordon, and said, "Someone hired us. After I refuse, I may not be able to continue to hang out in my original place."

"I understand," said Gordon. "When are you leaving?"

Viper didn't move, she crossed her arms and said meaningfully, "But I don't pay attention to what he said and what he did. I only care about money, and whoever gives me more money, I will give it to him." Work, will you hire me, Agent Gordon?"

Gordon didn't answer, he stared at Viper's expression closely, trying to guess what she was thinking.

"How much did they pay you?" Reed asked. "We really need a strong armed organization right now."

"Ten million dollars, but it's not important." Viper looked at Rhett, and repeated with emphasis, "I'm a mercenary, and my principle is to work with money."

"Then I'll give you a dollar. Are you willing to complete what Swart was supposed to do in this mission?" Gordon grabbed Reid who was about to speak, and he took out a dollar and handed it to Viper.

The corners of Viper's mouth slowly curled up. She stretched out her scarred and callused fingers, picked up the dollar coin, blew it lightly, and said with a hearty smile, "Okay, I accept your employment."

"In order to show my sincerity, I want to tell you a piece of news now." Viper put the coin into his pocket and said seriously, "The person who hired me is an arms dealer, and this arms dealer is currently cooperating with the Communist Party. I don't know exactly who that person was working for the Department of Population, Refugees and Immigration."

"Gorden...Gordon, come here...Gorden!" Rocker, who had been watching the surveillance, shouted, "This woman, she is the daughter of the former vice chairman of the Federal Reserve."

Locker's face became more and more ugly, and Dr. Foster beside him pondered, "And we can be sure that she is a member of the high-level collectors, look here."

She pointed to the surveillance screen that was 15 minutes ago. Yarman and Qiu Chengke were chatting with Qiu Chengke in front of the door before they entered the party hall. The woman walked over with a smile and interrupted their conversation.

"Respectful, it is different from the seller's expression to the buyer. He is trying to please her, looking directly at her face, observing her reaction, raising his chest and retracting his jaw, trying to make himself look more mature and reliable." Dr. Foster Continued, "But it's not a pursuit, he hopes to be appreciated by this person."

"Unexpectedly." Hu Qi sighed, looking at the woman on the screen, he said, "We have guessed that this matter may have something to do with the Federal Reserve and people from the Communist Party, but we don't need to worry too much, as long as it does not involve Self-interest or currency issues, the Fed will not do anything more extreme."

"The money earned by the big collectors is not enough for their teeth. In other words, we can ignore their warnings and continue to do our work." Gordon pondered, "The big collectors don't know that we already know. The place of the transaction, otherwise this woman would not have appeared here."

"Viper, your task is very simple. Once Qiu Chengke is exposed, you are responsible for hiding him and keeping him alive. He has a miniature camera on his body, which will record everything he sees and protect it." Hu Qi turned his head. , said to the Viper, "But don't hurt the people at the Fed."

"It's eight o'clock." Gordon glanced at his watch and said suddenly.

"What?" Viper, who was assigning tasks to the team members, asked subconsciously.

Gordon propped himself up, looked at the gathering hall with the door closed, and said solemnly, "It's eight o'clock, and the auction has started."

"Pay attention to receiving bug messages."

"All teams pay attention and respond in time to protect Qiu Chengke's safety."

"Be careful not to kill or accidentally injure any of the guests."

"Suzaku's snipers and scavengers may also be lurking in the dark. Be careful and don't act strange."

The agents lurking outside the party hall continued their work without changing their expressions. Several snipers hid in the dark, aiming their guns at every possible place where someone might come out.

"Remember, don't accidentally hurt any of the party guests."

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Arman touched Qiu Chengke's antlers for a while, but found nothing unusual. He pursed his lips and was about to withdraw his hand, but when he lowered his head, he saw Qiu Chengke looking at him with a slightly lowered eyelid.

His eyelashes are long, flapping gently with the movement of his eyes, the black pupils are affected by the light, turning into a beautiful amber color, the eyes are clear, Arman can see his own shadow in his eyes .

"You are beautiful, very beautiful." Arman stroked the small freckles on Qiu Chengke's face, and said with some regret, "It would be nice if you were a woman."

Qiu Chengke was afraid that he would find out that they were painted fake freckles, so he quickly took a step back to avoid his fingers, coughed lightly and said cautiously, "That...it might be rude to say that, but I'm not gay."

"I'm not gay either, I just appreciate beauty." Alman withdrew his hand, then raised his hand to touch Qiu Chengke's antlers, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you downstairs."

He grabbed Qiu Chengke's wrist and led him through the party crowd. The guests in the party hall held their wine glasses and talked about their topics. Only a few people knew that there was a bloody battle under the party hall. auctions.

Yarman led Qiu Chengke into an inconspicuous cubicle, where there were some sundries and a sign on the door that no one should enter.

The space is a bit cramped, at least for two grown men,

"Are you ready?" Yarman put his hands on Qiu Chengke's waist and kept groping for it.

"What are you doing?" Qiu Chengke moved uncomfortably, "I'm not..."

"I know." Yarman said, squeezed Qiu Chengke's buttocks, he put it close to Qiu Chengke's ear and whispered, "I haven't met such a suitable person for a long time, so I was wondering, is there someone who specially customized it for you?" For me, but I'm sure now, it's just fate."

"I can tell the difference between silicone and real meat." Yarman said meaningfully, "Your ass/butt is so puffy, plump and beautiful, I thought it was fake."

Qiu Chengke's face darkened in an instant, he pushed Alman away, his cheeks flushed with anger, "You are too much, if you really can't trust me, I don't have to participate in this auction, I'm not begging you, don't So insulting."

"I'm sorry." Arman said with a smile, and reached out to grope on the wall of the cubicle for a moment, "This is one, come here, don't fall, this elevator has no door."

He pulled Qiu Chengke to his side and hugged him, Qiu Chengke didn't avoid him anymore, he understood what Arman meant.

Yarman still doubted him, and Qiu Chengke could even feel that Yarman's gaze had been lingering on his antlers, and his seemingly intimate and enthusiastic movements were basically trying to find suspicious items on him.

Qiu Chengke didn't expose it, and neither did Gordon and the others. Qiu Chengke felt that it was just because Alman was too sensitive and vigilant, and acted subconsciously.

The elevator went down slowly, and stopped after only two floors. Arman made a gesture of please.Get off the elevator first.

This is a circular corridor. Qiu Chengke turned his head and looked over. He could see not far from him. There was also an elevator entrance. A man with a big belly came down from there, followed by a beautiful bunny girl.

"There are many such entrances." Yarman noticed Qiu Chengke's gaze, and he explained in time, "The one I brought you is the nearest one. Each entrance has a different form. His is the locker room."

Qiu Chengke nodded, and said strangely, "It's amazing, just like a movie."

"We have been preparing for this auction for a long time." Yarman said, his voice could not hide his pride and pride. "This can be regarded as the most grand one since its establishment."

Not far from the elevator was a double door, where two scavengers stood with guns in their hands.

"Mr. Yarman, is he the one you brought?" One of the old scavengers asked, "If so, he needs to be searched and registered, and his mobile phone and other communication items need to be stored. They can be retrieved after the party."

"No, I just sent him here." Arman stepped back and replied, "Don't be so fierce, he is a buyer."

Qiu Chengke handed the golden skull to the scavenger, he looked through the door and compared the code with the one on the party list for a while, then said sideways, "Come in, Mr. Ajel, I hope you have a pleasant night. "

The gate slowly opened to reveal a long and spacious circular staircase. Golden lights sprinkled on the brown-red carpet. On the circular field, there was a large platform at the front, where the auctioned goods would be displayed, and a row of There are rows of seats, and there is a small round table next to the seats.

"This auction house I've seen is different." Qiu Chengke sat on the single sofa and said nervously, "The layout of the venue looks strange."

"The auction items you see in a while will be very different from other places." Yarman joked, a waiter came over and said something to him, Yarman nodded to Qiu Chengke and turned to leave.

Qiu Chengke saw the fat man he had seen before sitting on the sofa not far from him, drinking the red wine given to him by the waiter with his head down.

A few minutes later, other buyers also arrived one after another. Some of them brought their family members and friends, and some walked in groups. Under the leadership of the waiter, they walked to their respective seats.

"Dear buyers, welcome to this auction. I am the general manager of the buyer group in the Minnesota area, Alman."

Yarman walked up to the stage. He was wearing a neat suit and bowed slightly to the audience, "I will read out the precautions for the auction. Buyers are asked to temporarily turn off their mobile phones and put them in the tray of the waiter. During the intermission It can be retrieved, thank you for your cooperation, if you have any questions or needs, you can consult the waiter around you or ring the bell for help from the relevant staff, if there is an emergency/situation, don't panic, the guard will cover everyone to evacuate safely."

"When all the buyers here think that my price increase is too small, please report your price increase verbally and press the auction button on the round table beside you. This auction is based on openness, fairness and justice. , the principle of honesty and credit, I hope that everyone will actively bid and wish everyone good luck! Now the auction has officially started, and the first bid to be auctioned today is the human skin Thangka—Joan of Arc.”

Two staff members came up with a cart, on which stood a painting covered with red cloth trimmed with gold silk.

"Using the skin of a pure Catholic nun as the main raw material, she is a beautiful, elegant and pious white woman, like an angel who has fallen into the mortal world. This is a photo of her before she was alive..."

Qiu Chengke looked around carefully, and found that there were four single rooms at the back of the auction venue, and there were indeed 150 buyers in the venue, and those booths were probably high-level collectors.

Moreover, Qiu Chengke also saw a man who was also easy-going, with a weapon like a dagger hidden in his sleeve, it was Ma Ren.

"20 for the first time, 20 for the second time, [-] for the first time, [-] for the first time."

Qiu Chengke took off the antlers, quickly put something in the antlers with his fingers, and hid it between his fingers. He put the antlers on the waiter's tray, tilted his head and leaned on his ears to look at the table.

Reed's voice came from the invisible earphone in the hand, "Qiu, don't hurt any buyers or sellers, there are people from the Federal Reserve and the Communist Party, don't let them catch you."

"I know, but Ma Ren is also here now." Qiu Chengke touched his chin and said softly, "And he has a weapon."

"There will be an intermission at 09:30, and the high-level executives will appear at the end of the auction. Grasp these two times." Reed said quickly.

Qiu Chengke groaned, and looked at Ma Ren, who was in disguise, from the corner of his eye, but found that Ma Ren was also looking at him. Ma Ren smiled at him, pressed the button beside him, and said loudly, "30!"

Qiu Chengke saw him make a gesture, 'Kill them, do it in 5 minutes. '

Qiu Chengke immediately pressed the button beside him, raised his hand and shouted, "40!"

The author has something to say: Tomorrow I will take the CET-[-] exam.

30 yuan is in vain.

My English is bad.

La la la la _(:з」∠)_Desperate