Chapter 747: Did you forget something? (please collect and recommend)
Chapter 747 Did you forget something? (Please bookmark, recommend, and vote monthly)
After Ada and Mandy returned to the Violent Church, they finally contacted everyone. The people in Team B received Mandy’s message and finally gave up their actions to support them, without any conflict with the people in the Moscow hotel.
After receiving Gaguston's support, Blackburn reported the status of the mission to his superiors. The specifics are unknown, but it did not take long for Langley and the NSA to reach an agreement to cooperate.
Both parties share intelligence and work together to bring the defected Agent Edward back to the United States, or to kill him directly.
Before dawn, the news of the cooperation between the two parties spread back to Roanapura. Ada was very surprised at the efficiency of this time. She thought it would take at least two days of wrangling.
As Langley’s permanent resident in Roanapura, the task of arranging residences for both parties fell on her.
“These **** **** are raised by them.” Ada, who had not slept for almost the whole night, cursed directly in front of the holy cross.
But if you think about it on the bright side, this seems to be an opportunity to ask for more funding from the higher authorities. If you balance the previous accounts, you should be able to make a fortune.
Thinking about how much more motivated these Adas are, I am in this ungrateful place and my annual allocation is not much at all, which is completely incomparable to the Afghan gang.
Just to say something else, Ada is not very optimistic about the cooperation between the two parties. First of all, there is almost no sincerity between Langley and the NSA. They chose to cooperate simply because there is no other choice.
Since Langley’s failure to seize credit this time was backlashed by the NSA, he had no choice but to spend more resources to assist the NSA’s follow-up operations, or to compensate.
So for the follow-up actions, people like Ada have to listen to the NSA's command, and the NSA actually wants to pass the blame to Langley, but it can't do it now.
And the NSA is now in a difficult position. If they can't get people back, they will have to push out a bunch of people to carry the bomb.
So Ada was actually quite relaxed, because no matter how hard the fire burned, it was impossible to burn her.
Rearrange the hiding spots. This time there are more people and it is not appropriate to arrange a safe house like before.
Fortunately, she was well prepared. There is an abandoned dock on the eastern coastline of Roanapura, where locals used to repair fishing boats in the early years.
The space here is large enough for Team B and Granite Team to gather here at the same time. It is also far away from the urban area and is not easy to be discovered.
"I hope you Langley won't mess up things again this time." Sosa looked at Ada, who was wearing a nun's uniform, with distrust on her face.
Ada didn't care in her heart. She was in a state of excitement because the new funding had just been approved. She casually said, "You can move out at any time if you have a better choice."
After saying that, she ignored Sosa's dissatisfaction and turned around to leave the dock. The people inside had already begun to rearrange the equipment. This time, the NSA provided enough technical support to allow them to invade the communication system of the entire region at any time and target specific personnel. Monitor.
Ada didn't want to get involved. She was going to go to the city to see what happened next night.
Balalaika is not someone who gives up so easily, and the pursuit of them last night was obviously anticlimactic, which made her very concerned.
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Richliley, the errand businessman who had previously helped Robert purchase goods and inquire about news, is now sitting on a chair at his home, his thighs trembling with tension.
Balalaika was sitting on the sofa opposite him, looking at him with emotionless eyes, which made Richilire feel like a mouse being stared at by a cat, and swallowed silently.
Fortunately, Balalaika did not keep exerting psychological pressure on him, "Where is that maid hiding?"
“In the World War II bunker on the seaside.” Ridgely’s quick reply made Balalaika stunned for a moment. He probably didn’t expect this kid to be so unprincipled.
“I sent her the last supply yesterday, and there has been no contact since then.” Worried that the other party would not believe it, Ridgeley continued to add.
Balalaika waved her hand to indicate that this was not important, then stood up and nodded to her deputy, who put his hand into the pocket of his jacket, an action that made Richleyre pee, well, biologically. .
Balalaika's eyes twitched twice, but she just went out directly. Her deputy took out a roll of banknotes and threw it on Ridgely, "Go see a doctor, your situation may be a prostate problem. "
Richlire, who felt like he had escaped, cursed in his heart, "Your prostate is the only one with the problem, your whole family has the problem!"
“Go find the maid?” The deputy got into the car and looked back at Balalaika who was sitting in the back.
“Well, hurry up and get the thing done, and we won’t owe Ali anything.” Balalaika rubbed her forehead. She didn’t feel good after not sleeping all night. It seemed that she was really old.
“It happened more than ten years ago, and I don’t think Ali really helped us with anything.”
"If it weren't for him, it would be difficult for me to get the opportunity to do business in Roanapura. Then everyone would have to act as cannon fodder." Balalaika closed her eyes, seeming to be recalling the past.
The deputy said nothing more. Balalaika had her own set of standards for doing things and it was difficult for others to influence her. The car drove towards the coast where the bunker was located.
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“Boss, boss, are you awake?” There was a loud bang on the door of Xu Chuan’s room.
He opened the door and it turned out that the **** Zhang Biao was outside. "I didn't wake up, but you woke me up."
"What should we do today? Find out that lunatic and kill him." Zhang Biao had not forgotten the experience of being almost killed by Robert yesterday. This time Liu He and so many people were here, so of course he wanted revenge.
Xu Chuan nodded, waved to the other party, and said with Zhang Biao's ecstatic expression, "Go to the restaurant and bring me my breakfast."
Looking at the other person's expression as if he had eaten shit, Xu Chuan was very happy. A good day starts with the first smile in the morning.
“Hey, the fried eggs are too old. The cook here is not good.” Xu Chuan was eating breakfast while complaining about the hotel’s craftsmanship.
“Boss, why are you putting this whole thing aside?” Zhang Biao saw that Xu Chuan was deliberately teasing him.
Xu Chuan smiled and stuffed the eggs on the plate into his mouth three or two times, then picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth. He was about to say something, but then he seemed to remember something, "Did we forget something?"
Zhang Biao looked confused, then followed Xu Chuan's gaze to the bathroom, "Let me wipe, that kid is still in there."
Grussia was about to collapse. He woke up in the middle of the night. At that time, he couldn't move at all just after the drug took effect. As time passed, he had a feeling that became stronger and stronger, that is, excretion.
He has been struggling in the bathtub for a long time, but he seems to have been forgotten by the whole world, and no one cares about him.
“Well, this is a bit disgusting.” Xu Chuan looked at Grucia in the bathtub and took a few steps back. “Where is the little maid? Hurry up and ask her to come over and serve her young master.”
Grussia looked at him with calm eyes, no longer filled with hatred and coldness as before, and became completely numb. After a period of fussing, Fabiola was called over from the room downstairs, and she screamed out in surprise when she saw her young master.
Grussia, who was originally calm, suddenly became manic when he saw his little maid, but his mouth was still blocked.
At Xu Chuan's signal, Zhang Biao took out the rag stuffed in his mouth, and Grucia shouted, "Let her out..."
"Master, I..." Before Fabiola could finish speaking, Grucia scolded her, "Get out! Get out!"
Xu Chuan grinned happily. This morning was so interesting.
Fabiola stood outside the bathroom door and looked inside worriedly. Grucia refused her help and was now cleaning up the dirt on her body inside.
Xu Chuan greeted the little maid cordially, "Have you eaten?" She received a look of resentment in return.
"Tch, you don't know a good heart." Xu Chuan would not spoil her. He originally planned to invite her to have breakfast, but forget it now.
Nearly half an hour later, Grucia washed up and changed clothes and came out. Although this guy hid his hostility very well, Xu Chuan felt that he wanted to die with him.
"Has the bathtub been cleaned? You can explain it to the hotel later." Xu Chuan let Grucia break his guard with just one sentence.
This guy's expression was distorted, as if he had thought of something bad.
Xu Chuan didn't care what he thought, he had no intention of keeping him, this kid would be a disaster as long as he lived.
"I'll ask you a few questions first. You should think about it before you answer." Xu Chuan looked at Grusia. This kid had been sleeping all day and probably didn't know that Robert planned to kill him and himself yesterday.
“You killed your father, right?” Xu Chuan asked this question in front of Fabiola while eating fruit.
The atmosphere in the whole room was stagnant, and Fabiola directly threw the plate she was holding on the floor. Fortunately, there was a carpet underneath.
Grussia's face turned red and white, "Why do you ask that?"
"Because your head maid wanted to send you and me to heaven together while you were sleeping." Xu Chuan spread his hands. He was basically sure. He just asked because he was idle.
"Yes, my father made a mistake. He will drag the entire Labrese family into hell. I have no other choice." Grucia's tone was low, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
“Master!” But Fabiola was already in tears. This was a situation she had never dared to imagine.
Xu Chuan nodded and did not make any comments on his behavior. After all, this was not something he cared about.
“Because your father helped someone from the NSA defect?”
"That's right, he has no idea what impact this incident will have on our family. Forty percent of our goods are sent to the CIA." Grucia's face was still filled with resentment. She didn't know whether it was towards Xu Chuan or him. Father.
Young Master Xu opened his mouth but didn’t know how to spit out this. Forget it, you just have fun.
The whole thing was connected in this way. Grucia's behavior was discovered by Robert. Under extreme disappointment, this woman who was not mentally normal became even more serious.
While chasing the NSA people, she discovered that Grusia had also arrived in Roanapura, but she did not hold back, but was ready to send this parricide **** away with her.
Very good, the logic is very smooth, then there is only one thing left, "Tell me, how much compensation for mental damages should I ask you for?"
Grussia heard this question, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her lips, "You give me a price." In the end, it's not about money.
Xu Chuan smiled and said, "Okay boss, I'm not polite. Your family's revenue in the past three years, listen carefully, is revenue, not profit. I will give you an account number, and you can transfer the money directly."
This sentence made Zhang Biao, who was sitting on the sofa, spit out his words, and Grucia immediately turned black.
"It doesn't matter if you are not good at transferring money. Give me your account number and we can provide transfer services, but we will charge a 10% service fee." This method is better. You can directly divide the money into many and transfer it into thousands. With tens of thousands of accounts, this is not easy to trace.
“You’re kidding me!” After saying that, Grusia became extremely angry.
Xu Chuan picked his ears and said, "Believe me, there really isn't." Then he raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch, "It doesn't matter. You still have time to think about it. Consider whether you will transfer it to me on your own initiative, or whether you will send it to me on your own initiative." After we fully communicate, I will get it myself.”
If this kid knows something, he should take the initiative to hand over his account with both hands, and then ask dad to take a look. Anyway, the outcome will be the same, he will not survive.
"This is impossible." Grucia refused directly. The revenue for three years was a terrifying figure, and this figure was not owned by the Labrese family. They had many partners from Colombia, Mexico, and Brazil. People, and Americans.
To put it bluntly, he simply can’t afford so much.
“It doesn’t matter, you just have to think it over clearly.” Xu Chuan patted the other party on the shoulder in a friendly manner, indicating that the problem was not a big problem.
In fact, Xu Chuan didn't care whether he agreed or not. As for why he said such a big number just to make the other party fall into the thinking trap of whether to give or not, he had no time to think about other things.
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On the other side of the Black Reef Chamber of Commerce, Locke took Levi out. The chaos on the street was almost over, and the police finally appeared on the road.
"It's so early, I haven't woken up yet." Levi had dark circles under her eyes. She had a drinking contest with Falme yesterday, and then she drank like crazy until the early hours of the morning before she fell asleep.
"I want to find Robert as soon as possible." Locke believed that all this happened because of the head maid, and finding her and sending her away was the only option to restore order in Roanapura.
This is the consequence of information asymmetry. Locke is still performing the work assigned to him by Zhang Weixin. He is not aware that too many changes have taken place in the events of this night.
"Ha, why are they all from the eldest sister?" Levi yawned and looked at the unusual scene on the street.
Locke looked at the woman helplessly, "You slept too hard. The people in the Moscow hotel seem to be arresting someone and have been struggling all night."
“Ah? Damn it, I seem to have missed something.” No matter who the Moscow Hotel was arresting, Balalaika must have offered a reward. This was a missed opportunity for him to make money.
Locke sighed, this woman's brain circuit can always make people very irritated.
(End of this chapter)