Chapter 3: Nikita
Chapter 3 Nikita
United States, New Jersey
“Amanda, do you have to wake me up at this time?”
“Missed?”
A woman's voice on the other end of the phone said, "The scene was cleaned very well. The body is gone. It should have been done by professionals."
"Okay, I understand, I'll handle it." Percy hung up the phone and got up from the bed, "People nowadays really can't even do this little thing well."
Percy is around fifty years old, with some gray hair, but even when he was woken up late at night, his deep eyes were not confused at all.
He is the leader of an intelligence agency called "Organization". This agency should theoretically be a subordinate department of the CIA, but for some reason, even the commander-in-chief and the CIA director do not know of their existence.
Their main job is to solve difficult problems that must not be involved in the formal sector, that is, to do the dirty work.
Of course, during long-term high-intensity work, Percy, the founder of the organization and also the commander, has come up with some unknown ideas.
Percy walked to his study room and turned on the computer, sent an email, then sat on the chair and sighed. After losing two top agents, Nikita and Michael, the organization's field work was really not that good. People are relieved.
This failure caused him to lose millions of dollars in income.
…
Casablanca, a three-story building on the west side of the port, has a very conspicuous LOGO on the exterior wall, which is a huge red and white umbrella pattern.
This is a PMC company currently run by Xu Chuan, Umbrella Private Tactical Defense Company, which provides special operations training, intelligence analysis, VIP and key target protection and other related businesses. Of course, they sometimes also resell some arms and act as a middleman. .
“How about it, have you found out who this person is?” Xu Chuan looked at the person in the photo, who was the idiot he accidentally killed before.
"No need to check, I entered his electronic file into the organization's system myself." Seymour Birkhoff, who was operating a laptop, raised his head and said. Like Nikita, he was previously a member of the organization's system. The technical director also defected due to various reasons.
"I trained them myself," Michael said a little embarrassed. "I think their training was slack. They should be able to fire at least one shot." He was Nikita's current boyfriend and the woman's former instructor.
“Hey, brother, how many killers have you trained? It’s a pity that you don’t do HR.” Xu Chuan said speechlessly, raising his hand to block the mineral water thrown by Michael.
“Okay, stop joking, I don’t know if the purpose of the organization has anything to do with us.”, an Asian woman with long wavy hair walked in from the door and said.
Xu Chuan looked at the woman who walked in and curled his lips, "NIKI, to be honest, you really should be a model. You have a much better future than being an agent."
“Shut up, you troublemaker.”
"It's none of my business, I just glanced at him, would you draw your gun just because you were glanced at?" Xu Chuan said angrily, turning to Michael, "The people you trained are all so neurotic! "
“Maybe, walking around with a Coke without sleeping at night is not a normal person,” Birkhoff joked, while Michael sat aside and nodded in agreement.
Xu Chuan immediately made an internationally recognized gesture towards the two of them.
“You guys”, Nikita was speechless.
“Okay, okay, no more joking.” Xu Chuan took out a document from his bag and threw it on the table.
He waited for a few people to look through it and then said, "Obviously the killer's target is this reporter. I suspect, no, I'm sure this is a private job that Percy took over."
"Yes, the situation at that time was really not in line with the characteristics of the organization's actions. There was no backup plan and no support. It was like a temporary action. The most ridiculous thing is that the first person to arrive at the scene was Jingfang's people. "," Michael said, holding the photo taken by Xu Chuan.
“This is so strange. Is Percy so short of money now? How much money can he earn by killing a reporter, 50,000 or 100,000?” Birkhoff said doubtfully as he looked at the female reporter in the photo.
Xu Chuan took out a USB flash drive and threw it to Birkhoff, "I copied this on this reporter's computer." Birkhoff connected the USB flash drive to the computer and retrieved the files inside, which were displayed on the wall. on the big screen.
"William Bosen is a senior executive of Yemen's Green Valley Energy Company. He is responsible for mining, including uranium mines. This reporter suspects that William Bosen has been using his own channels to smuggle yellow cake, so he has been investigating him. Of course. , we all know that there is definitely more than just yellow cakes that can be smuggled. "Well, this is not a job worth tens of thousands, starting from 5 million depends on your mood." Birkhoff whistled.
“This is wrong. Now everyone knows that the civil war in Yemen has begun. Who would smuggle yellow cakes into Yemen at this time? Iran?” Nikita analyzed.
“Iran’s path does not lie in Yemen.”
“That’s right, shipping a batch of anti-aircraft missiles is more profitable than this. There is no risk and it’s easier to sell.”
Xu Chuan knocked on the table, "Okay, these things are not the focus. If you are interested, you can continue to check below."
Nikita continued, "You can first check the source and transportation links of the yellow cake. I think you can ask Kou Kou."
Xu Chuan said nonchalantly, "Okay, I'll leave it to you. I'm going to Yemen tomorrow."
The other three people were stunned, "What, do you have a mission?"
"There is a high possibility that Al-Assad and even Zakayev are in Yemen. They must be doing something big," Xu Chuan said expressionlessly, "and the most important thing is that my aunt and her family are in Yemen now."
Berkhoff pulled out information on Yemen, "That's so unfortunate. Do you want me to book a flight for them?"
“No need, China may arrange for the evacuation of overseas Chinese soon, and they should follow.”
“Then what were you doing there?”
"Because by coincidence, my aunt also works at Green Valley Energy." Xu Chuan said helplessly, "And it's time to end things with Alassad."
The three of them looked at each other after hearing this, and Nikita asked seriously, "Do you need help?"
"Of course, all personnel's vacations will be cancelled. I have asked Liu He's team to go to Sana'a, the capital of Yemen, to make preparations. After the personnel are gathered, they will first go to Djibouti and wait for my notification."
“Everyone? Are you sure?”
"Uh, okay, forget it about Dongqin, she will take the college entrance examination in one month, let her go to school well." Xu Chuan thought for a while and continued, "I just wanted to ask, Birkhoff, what are you doing? Hacked the Pentagon’s website?”, pointing to the huge Japanese flag on the website.
“Oh, it wasn’t me this time, maybe it was the Japanese who did it, and the technique was quite clever.”
“Believe me, they are definitely not Japanese.” Xu Chuan opened a bottle of mineral water and took a sip.
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Birkhoff said while operating the computer, "It seems that Bell is planning to do something big this time."
"It seems so. It's easy for these people to get together and mess up a small country." Michael looked at the intelligence documents on the table. "NIKI, I think we need to pay attention to Bell's mental state. He has no intention of killing Alassad." His persistent attitude may affect his judgment, and I don’t want to watch him destroy himself.”
"That's right, so I won't listen to him this time. I have already sent a message to Dongqin and asked her to come and watch Bell. I think Dongqin will thank me for things like exams." Nikita laughed. He raised the phone in his hand and said, "But this guy wants to use all the funds on the company's books this time. Doesn't he want the company to go bankrupt?"
"I have different opinions on this matter." Birkhoff raised his head and looked at the questioning gazes of the two men. "Before he left, he said that after this mission is completed, he can upgrade the information center for me. It will be done exactly as I did. I have always trusted him in this regard.”
“Impossible, I’ve seen your **** upgrade plan, and it actually requires a budget of 50 million. He’s crazy to agree to it.” Michael looked doubtful.
"Hey, brother, have you forgotten the company's first business? He robbed a Colombian drug lord of goods worth 20 million, and then used these goods to pretend to be sellers in Mexico while posing as a special police officer to combat drug trafficking. The price of domestic drug shipments soared threefold. You know that time we paid nearly 10 million US dollars in costs, but in the end we made at least 200 million US dollars, and that was the net profit after cleaning."
“Yes, I never thought I could do this before. He even shorted the Mexican stock market. And in the end, all the drugs were dumped in the Gulf of Mexico.” Michael added with lingering fear.
“So, you see, from then on I would never question him about making money.”
In Kentucky, USA, Bob Lee Swagger was enjoying a vacation with his girlfriend Sarah. A Labrador was surrounding him. "Sam, are you hungry again?" He took out the dog food from the cupboard. After pouring it into the food bowl, the phone on the table suddenly vibrated several times. Swager picked it up and read the incoming message, then scratched his hair helplessly and turned around to leave the room.
“I’m sorry, I have a job and I need to leave for a while,” Swager explained to his girlfriend while packing his things.
“I know, I can read the ballistic table for it.” Sarah looked at her boyfriend, holding a B-ultrasound photo in her hand, and hesitated whether to tell him now.
Meanwhile, the same message spread throughout the world.