Chapter 593 James also wants to believe it
At this moment, Lin Xinyi was at a loss.
Even the experienced veteran agent Belmod couldn't help but feel troubled by it.
They were all caught off guard by this unexpected development:
Both the stalker and the gangster had left the venue.
And they are probably acting together?
How did these two unrelated groups of people come together?
"Could it be that those gangsters are actually professional agents, colleagues of the stalker?"
"The person behind the assassination or kidnapping of Mr. Randy Hawke is actually the US government?"
Lin Xinyi boldly made a conjecture.
Randy Hawke is an American, so he identified the FBI and CIA in the United States as his primary suspects.
And the psychotic gunman, the big truck, hanged himself in prison and shot himself in the back.
These classic cases are enough to prove the fine tradition of the US intelligence agencies in this regard.
If Mr. Randy Hawke offends someone he shouldn't offend in the country, then he might really enjoy the customized assassination service from the professional team of Mi Lijian.
And if those gangsters and the stalkers are actually colleagues in the same intelligence department, the mystery of the two groups of people coming together to act together can be reasonably explained:
They may have met at the circus while performing their respective tasks.
Then at the same time, they noticed that there were many plainclothes policemen in the circus, so they decided to suspend the mission together and evacuate from the scene together.
Although this explanation was a bit complicated, Lin Xinyi couldn't think of a better answer when faced with this incredible reality.
"This" Belmod thought for a while: "No, it shouldn't be."
"Based on my understanding of the FBI and CIA, if they were to take action against Randy Hawke, the wealthy man would have died of a 'heart attack' at his residence in the United States."
If the U.S. intelligence agency wants to deal with an American, it will definitely give priority to doing so on its own territory.
Why wait until Randy Hawke comes to Japan to enforce the law across borders? This is not asking for trouble.
"And it's not like what other intelligence services do."
"Professional intelligence agencies have a hundred ways to get close to Randy Hawke and turn him into a corpse silently."
"It's too risky and high-profile to arrange to do it in such a public place."
"That's not the way professionals do it."
"Uh" Lin Xinyi was speechless for a moment.
He was about to give Gin an example of flying a helicopter, but thought better of it.
After all, leaving aside the rare cases of science, judging by common sense, professionals would definitely prefer low-key, safe assassination methods.
They are also fully capable of killing people in more covert and effective ways, and there is no need to risk doing it in public.
"So those gangsters should be just ordinary gangsters."
"They chose to take action here probably because a low-level criminal gang like them lacks the ability to collect intelligence and cannot grasp the whereabouts of Randy Hawke."
The biggest gap between civilian gangs and intelligence agencies lies in their intelligence collection capabilities.
The intelligence department can clearly grasp the whereabouts of the target and calmly choose the opportunity to attack.
The private gangs may not even know where Randy Hawke lives. They can only read the news reports in the newspapers that "Randy Hawke will make a public appearance at the circus performance" and take the risk to come here and wait.
That's why Belmode dared to rely on his own experience to boldly judge that these gangsters were not professional agents.
"But if that's the case."
"How did a group of ordinary gangsters and the guy who was following us get together?"
Lin Xinyi was still puzzled.
There was also a rare doubt in Belmode's emerald green eyes.
The development of the situation is so magical that even an old spy like her can't handle it.
The two of them stared at each other for a long time.
The answer finally emerged.
It was sent from the Memu Police Department.
He got a call out of the blue.
Moreover, he spoke in a very guilty tone, with a deep sense of shame, like a subway idiot sitting in an interrogation chair and hesitating to speak.
"Mr. Lin Lin."
"There may be some problems on my side."
"Didn't you ask me to protect Mr. James? I listened to the advice of my two subordinates and asked them to put Mr. James into a police car and take him to the nearby Mihua Police Station."
"Oh?" Lin Xinyi could hear something bad in this tone.
But he didn't realize what problems could arise from the Memu Police Department's decision.
Isn't it a very thoughtful decision to transfer James to a nearby police station for hiding and protection?
What else could go wrong?
"Um" The police department was silent for a long time.
Finally, with the determination to bow and apologize, I suppressed my words:
"The police car that Mr. James got into"
"Maybe it's fake."
The Mihua Police Station is not far nearby, and it only takes a few minutes to drive there.
So shortly after sending someone to put James in the car, the Mumu Police Department estimated that the other party should have arrived, so they tried to call the Mihua Police Department to ask the other party whether Mr. James had arrived.
After receiving a negative answer, he vaguely sensed that something was wrong, so he tried to use the police's internal radio communication to ask the police officers responsible for driving patrols outside the circus about the situation.
The response was
These patrol cars were still busy patrolling, and Mr. James was not in any of them.
So who was picked up by James?
The answer is obvious.
"He should have fallen into the hands of criminals."
"No wonder the plainclothes officers deployed by us have never found any trace of the criminals."
"It turns out. It turns out they were disguised as one of our own and got into the patrol convoy."
Lin Xinyi: "."
The air was eerily quiet.
This was also the first time he encountered such a case that was beyond his control, and there were only a series of question marks left in his mind:
James was kidnapped by gangsters?
The cell phone signal owner who was moving at high speed with the gangster turned out to be James?
In other words, this old foreign man who looks harmless to humans and animals is actually the mysterious man who followed them all the way to the circus?
And he is such a ruthless character who is suspected of being a professional agent.
Was he robbed by a few thieves?
Or did the Japanese police help with the robbery?
"This" Lin Xinyi was so shocked that he was speechless for a long time.
At this time, I heard the guilty voice of the police department trembling again:
"One more thing, Mr. Lin"
"In order to ensure that the gangsters were lured out smoothly, we also specially arranged for Randy Hawke to be interviewed by on-site reporters, so that he could 'accidentally' reveal his next trip during the interview."
"Now the interview has begun, and it is also broadcast live on TV and radio."
The Mumu Police Department swallowed nervously:
"Mr. Lin, tell me."
"If the kidnappers heard Randy Hoke on the radio, they would know they had kidnapped the wrong person."
"Will they tear up the vote in anger?"
James was absolutely unwilling to believe in any prophet.
He didn't even believe that he would suffer a bloody disaster.
As an FBI ace investigator, he will only be a bloody disaster to others.
Until he got into that police car.
In addition to him, there were three fierce-looking "policemen" in the police car.
When James was pushed into the police car by the two plainclothes police officers, he noticed that the three "policemen" had an indescribable complex expression on their faces.
This expression seemed confused, but also like surprise. There was a bit of excitement in the confusion, and a bit of vigilance in the greed.
Like a mouse that was suddenly knocked unconscious by a pie.
At this time, James knew something was wrong.
But unfortunately, the three gangsters quickly recovered from the shock.
The driver who was sitting in the driver's seat decisively started the car engine and stepped on the accelerator.
In the back row of the car, two gangsters sandwiched James on the left and right, quietly pulled out the pistols from their waists, and secretly pointed them at his body under the cover of their uniforms and windbreakers.
"This" James quickly noticed:
The butts of their pistols, vaguely exposed from behind the hems of their windbreakers, seemed to have a big black star imprinted on them.
"Tokarev Pistol."
How could the Japanese police be equipped with Tokarev pistols?
Their weapons should only be New Southern M60 and Smith \u0026 Wesson.
This pistol, which was used by many people in Sulian country in the past, has always been the favorite of criminals.
It seems that these people are not police at all.
"They are kidnappers!"
James' chest felt tight:
A high-profile middle-level FBI executive, Shuichi Akai's boss, was actually kidnapped by a few thieves in Japan?
Moreover, he was delivered to the kidnappers by the Japanese police himself.
"Cough cough cough cough."
He was so depressed that he coughed.
Then he forced out a harmless smile, pretending not to know anything, and tried to say to the three kidnappers:
"Wait a minute. I seem to have forgotten something at the venue."
"Officers, can you let me get out of the car and go back to get it?"
"." The two gangsters beside him looked at each other.
The answer is of course: "No!"
The gangsters immediately tore off their masks and revealed a ferocious smile:
"Mr. Randy Hawke, I don't know how you got into the car by yourself."
“But everything has come”
"Just come with us!"
They didn't even act, they just flashed all the pistols hidden in the lining of their trench coats.
The muzzle of this black hole was pressed against James' body, making it impossible for him to avoid it.
Mr. James's fake smile froze instantly.
It’s true that he is a master.
But experts are also afraid of being held against someone with a gun at such a close range, let alone two people and two guns.
If the terrain is suitable, weapons are handy, and ammunition is abundant, he won't be afraid of 20 of these little bug thieves.
But now the space in the carriage was narrow and inconvenient, and the other party had already taken the advantage. Just the two armed kidnappers sitting next to him were enough to give him a headache.
After some consideration, James decided not to take risks for the time being.
Just give in and cooperate first, and when the other party relaxes their vigilance, it won't be too late to find an opportunity to counterattack.
So he put on a weak and vulnerable look, and began to defend himself in a panic:
"Did you, did you admit the wrong person?"
"I'm not Randy Hawke, my name is James, James Black."
"That Mr. Hawke and I just, just look alike."
"Haha." The gangsters didn't pay attention to such excuses and just mocked mercilessly:
"Still pretending? James? Why don't you say you are James Bond?!"
"If you weren't Randy Hawke, why did those two plainclothes policemen protect you just now?"
The leading brother had already realized the true identities of the two "bodyguards" earlier.
Thinking that he almost fell into the trap set by the police, he couldn't help but sprayed at James' old face:
"It's really disgusting."
"You went out without bodyguards but secretly summoned a bunch of plainclothes officers. You bad old man is really bad!"
"Fortunately, I was smart. I deliberately wore a fake skin this time and didn't just jump out stupidly."
As he spoke, he asked James angrily:
"Say--Hawk, why did you call the police to protect you?"
"Did you already know that we were coming to kidnap you? How did you know!"
"I" James was speechless for a moment.
He knew that he would definitely not be able to easily escape from the kidnappers by explaining his identity.
Forget it, just lie down first.
Waiting for the Japanese police to come to rescue.
Or wait for an opportunity to counterattack.
Anyway, the kidnappers were determined to mistake him for Randy Hawke.
They will definitely not break up the vote easily before scraping enough oil and water from his "big fat sheep".
He still has plenty of time to wait.
That's what James was thinking.
a moment later
In the car of this moving police car, melodious music from the radio station suddenly rang out.
It turned out that the boy who was driving casually turned on the car radio.
After the brief music, Randy Hawke's live speech in an interview with reporters was heard.
"This" the gangsters stared: "Why is Randy Hawke on the radio?"
"Still live broadcast?!"
They finally reacted belatedly:
"Asshole, you're not Randy Hawke?"
"Yes, didn't I say that?" James' face was full of helplessness: "I am James."
"You have kidnapped the wrong person, why don't you let me go?"
"Fart!"
The leading brother spat viciously:
"You have been with us for so long, you must have remembered our faces by now."
"How could I let you go!"
He was so angry that his veins popped out, and in the end he could only curse in frustration:
"Damn it. Just think I'm unlucky this time!"
"Second child and third child, drive to Gunma County and find a mountain to bury the person!"
James: "."
There are only two things on his mind right now.
The first is to send a lawyer's letter to the Japanese police.
The second is to ask master Lin Xinyi for fortune telling.
This bloody disaster.
It seems to be quite effective.
On the other side, Lin Xinyi, who had successfully reunited with the Search Section 1, was also struggling.
He already knew that James was the mysterious agent who was following him, and he also knew that this guy capsized in the ditch and was inexplicably turned into a hostage after being searched.
Although he wasn't too worried about a guy following him.
Especially when you know that the other party may be a professional agent and will most likely have the ability to protect yourself.
But as a police officer, he still has to catch the kidnappers.
Just because the person who was kidnapped was a foreign agent, we cannot just sit idly by and ignore these gangsters.
And Lin Xinyi had Noah's Ark to help locate the gangsters' cell phone signal locations in real time, so it wouldn't be difficult to catch them.
But now the problem he is struggling with is
How should I explain this to colleagues from the Megure Police Department?
You can’t just say that you have been conducting large-scale illegal surveillance of Tokyo citizens, right?
"Um, Megure Police Department"
"I thought about the direction the gangster might have gone."
Lin Xin thought about it for a while, and finally showed the aura of a famous detective who has no plans and plans in front of the Mumu Police Department:
"The gangsters will definitely need a sufficiently concealed hiding place after kidnapping."
"And if they want to tear up the vote, they need to go to a sparsely populated place to dispose of the body."
"Looking around Tokyo, the closest place to here, the most secluded environment, and the most suitable place for disposing of corpses is the rolling mountains of Gunma Prefecture."
"So I can confirm that the gangster must be driving towards Gunma County and fleeing now!"
Lin Xinyi said that the accuracy rate is absolutely 100% perfect reasoning.
There was a confident smile on his lips.
The smile is full of the wisdom of a famous detective.
But the music didn't cooperate.
The current police department also did not show an expression of approval in a timely manner like the best supporter in the past.
He just questioned with a confused look on his face:
"That's not right, Mr. Lin."
"There seem to be a lot of problems with your reasoning."
"Although Tokyo is crowded, it's also a big place. It's not too difficult to find a secluded place in the city."
"And when it comes to a convenient place to dispose of corpses, isn't Tokyo Bay, which is located near Rice Flowers, more suitable than the mountains in Gunma Prefecture?"
Tokyo Bay is Japan's space weapon for storing coal, wood, Gundam, and Ultraman. Isn't it enough to hide a corpse?
As an experienced veteran detective, Megure Police Department knew very well that those criminals liked to pour the corpses with cement and throw them into Tokyo Bay.
But why does Lin Xinyi insist on saying that the kidnappers are now fleeing towards Qunma County?
"I" Lin Xinyi was speechless for a moment.
He was silent for a long time, and finally gave up regardless:
"Forget it, stop pretending, I'll show my cards."
"Actually, this is not what I reasoned out at all, but"
"I figured it out."
With the lofty belief of sacrificing his life for righteousness, Lin Xinyi simply gritted his teeth and admitted his identity as a magic stick.
Unexpectedly, this failed to convince the Memu Police Department:
"Lin, Mr. Lin"
"Can you still figure out the general location of the criminals?"
"I've never seen this trick before. How did you do it?!"
Seeing that Master Lin's magic suddenly had an unprecedented evolution and upgrade, he, the superstitious leader, was actually a little skeptical.
This made Lin Xinyi very helpless.
Sorry.
I still have to invite you to appear.
He sighed secretly in his heart and explained:
"It's because of Miss Mori."
"She is planning to travel to Gunma County."
"." The air was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The next second, the serious, efficient, and responsible search lesson appeared again:
"Sato, Takagi, contact the traffic mobile team immediately!"
"Please set up a traffic jam at the intersection leading to Gunma Prefecture as soon as possible. Don't let the kidnappers escape from Tokyo!"