I’m A Detective In The Beauty World

"impossible!"

Chen Kuan, who has not yet realized that he has been overshadowed by Xie Lun, is still fighting with Xie Lun on the phone. Will give money, this is the bottom line."

Xie Lun sneered: "Don't make trouble, Chen is the head, you have a big family in the three places, if I show up, I can still live with the money? Pay the money first, then see the people, this is also my bottom line!"

Chen Kuan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, then we will take a step back. I will give you half first, and the other half will wait until we see someone before trading."

Xie Lun pretended to hesitation.

Chen Kuan said coldly: "Don't take the time, buddy. It's urgent, we're a big deal!"

"Well, just do what Chen Pang said. You give the money to my partner, as long as he confirms that it is correct, I will contact you again."

Xie Lun hung up the phone directly, took out the battery, pulled out the magnetic card, and threw it into the nearby sink. Then he happily stood by the window and began to watch the play.

"Pete, the target is approaching you quickly... damn it, you must be exposed!"

Mr. Smith, who was dressed as a tramp, was wiping his nose with his cuffs, and he was slightly startled when he heard the warning sound in the earphones. While watching cautiously left and right, he whispered: "Don't be kidding, the target hasn't appeared yet..."

He closed his mouth abruptly because it was too obvious. Chen Kuan dragged the suitcase like this, and walked straight towards him, without even looking to the side.

"Asian? It must be the target's accomplice... Don't be nervous, I don't have a gun, even if they arrest me, there is no way to convict me..."

Smith did not expect that the last few words that seemed to be talking to himself in Chen Kuan's eyes further confirmed that he was an associate of Xie Lun. Chen Kuan pushed the suitcase in front of Smith, and said unhappyly: "Let's take a look."

"Huh?" Smith was dumbfounded, looking at Chen Kuan who was puffed up, "What?"

"Don't pretend to be confused, look at the money quickly, and then quickly send a message to your accomplices." Chen Kuan knelt down, staring at Smith's eyes, "Don't play tricks on me, bastard, if you dare to lie to me, three of us The Earth Society will never let you go."

"Three places? Isn't the target a NIA agent?"

The assistant's puzzled voice sounded from the headset.

Smith noticed something was wrong, but now he is riding a tiger and can only accompany Chen Kuan to perform, otherwise once Chen Kuan sees something is wrong, he will definitely make more radical moves.

He raised his hand cautiously: "I need to look at the suitcase first."

"hurry up!"

Chen Kuan stood up, drew his pistol directly, and simply covered it with his jacket, staring at Smith like this.

Smith felt his throat dry, pursed his lips, and slowly reached out to pull the zipper of the suitcase.

But they didn't expect that a thick and long sniper rifle was aimed at them at the top of the commercial building diagonally opposite.

Mrs. Smith, who was wearing a black tights and a black hat, was lying on the top of the building with her big eyes on the scope, and whispered: "The target has not yet appeared... repeat... the target has not appeared..."

"How is it possible? The positioning shows that he is there."

"The signal is correct, but it's not the target, but another Asian person." Jane looked at Chen Kuan in the scope and said coldly, "It seems that the other party is doing some kind of underground transaction..."

The sight of the tramp in front of Chen Kuan was stunned by the details of getting along with Chen Kuan even though he was put on makeup.

It's him?

Impossible, he must be mistaken when he is recuperating at home.

Jane turned the scope again, zoomed in on the resolution, and carefully observed the tramp.

At this moment's effort, the two who were trading just now seemed to have an analysis. In Jane's scope, the unidentified Asian man drew his gun directly to the homeless man's forehead, saying something with an angry expression on his face.

And the tramp held up his hands and also defended loudly.

At the same time, across the road, a dozen Asians were swarming.

As the tramp raised her head, Jane became more sure of the other party's identity. Seeing that Chen Kuan was about to drag the tramp away, Jane took a deep breath and pulled the trigger.

The crisp sound of sniper guns was masked by the noise of car horns. Chen Kuan, who was pulling Smith, only felt a hot cheek, followed by a sharp pain.

And Smith, who was kneeling on the ground, clearly saw a bullet flying out, directly smashing Chen Kuan's ear. Although he didn't know what was going on, he knew that now is the best time for him to get out.

Smith turned his hand to grab Chen Kuan's gun, knocked it to the ground with a punch, then fired several shots at the other members of the three local associations who were running, and ran down to the subway exit next to him.

The gunfire finally caused a riot. Nearby people who didn't know the truth screamed and fled, which happened to block Chen Kuan's support. When they finally arrived, except for Chen Kuan, who fell to the ground and lost one ear, they didn't see anyone else.

"That bastard ran to the subway," Chen Kuan clutched his bloody cheeks and roared angrily, "Chasing, chase me! Be sure to catch him, I will cut him off!"

Chen Kuan, who was stunned by the anger, led his men and rushed down the subway. Soon an inflatable doll swayed over, and it swayed from here, and the suitcase left beside it disappeared.

Then the inflatable doll swiftly walked to the side alley, and when someone searched it later, apart from a discarded inflatable suit, there was no other valuable discovery.

"Those guys really rely on my phone for positioning."

Xie Lun has two mobile phones, two contact numbers, one for external parties. For example, the business cards he gave to Dean and Sam were external calls. In addition, he also has an intranet number, which is mainly used for NIA's internal communications to prevent leaks.

After the experiment just now, Xie Lun was able to determine that his external phone was leaked and was tracked and located by the enemy.

He let Xiaocao take the external mobile phone and wander around Times Square to lure the Smiths to come. Then he ordered Xiaocao again, secretly stuffed the mobile phone into Chen Kuan's pocket, and attracted the attention of the Smiths to Chen Kuan, and then he took advantage of it.

Don't get me wrong, that suitcase with a million in cash is definitely not a fisherman's profit, at best it is a surprise.

As for the real profit of the fisherman...

Xie Lun wiped his mouth and walked out of the hotel after the checkout. While walking to the elevator, he found out another disposable mobile phone and dialed someone's phone again: "Chen be the head, misunderstanding, misunderstanding... how can you be like this? Swearing...Calm down, don't get excited, we are all overcast...Let's go ahead, let's meet in the maintenance tunnel of the subway station...Well, see you or leave!"

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