Cosy resort area.

Sunny sand, sunbathing chairs by the sea.

A man in sunglasses was lying there enjoying himself, he was holding a huge mobile phone to his ear, and laughed: "Uncle Fang, look at what you said." ”

"It should be, it should be. ”

"I'm free for tea!"

"Good!"

With a beep, Fan Heng hung up the phone.

The smile on his face disappeared immediately, and his brow furrowed slightly, revealing a heavy, serious expression.

The old party didn't do it himself, and wanted to entrust himself to pick up people in Bangkok.

I can really hold my breath.

The housekeeper next to him reminded in a whisper: "Boss, will this be a problem, it seems that no one has shown up in Bangkok except for those two families." ”

Fan Heng picked up a glass of orange juice, took a sip and moistened his throat, and then muttered, "So, these old guys are too cautious." ”

"One by one, they all shrank their heads as turtles, for fear of being suspected of being traitors and traitors. ”

The housekeeper gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that only Lao Li's is acting." ”

Fan Heng also squinted his eyes, lay there and sighed: "Uncle Li is also a hard-working person, even if he is suspected, the eldest son is still in it." ”

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Even if you get in, you will continue to be suspected." ”

In fact, the situation is very delicate.

Everyone agreed.

To start bringing back the offspring, it is indeed done.

But no one dares to move those key people, and whoever moves is the biggest suspect.

After all, those young people were too sensitive.

The kid named Chen Dong is currently the key person who can distinguish the identity of the traitor.

The traitor must have wanted to put him to death.

At this time, whoever approaches the other party is easy to get into trouble, so it is better to protect your own people first.

But what he didn't understand was why Lao Liang's people didn't make a move, and the people of the Su family didn't make a move.

Even the Dong family was indifferent?

You must know that Su Feng has always been very close to the Chen family, and according to the relationship between the two families, even if the other party sends someone to pick up someone, no one will suspect anything.

Fan Heng rubbed his temples, there must be something wrong here.

Everyone is waiting.

What are you waiting for?

Waiting for the traitors to jump out on their own?

Seeing that the descendants of the Fang family and the Lu family have all appeared, and they may be entangled with that group of troublesome guys.

It's not going to be easy.

That's why Uncle Fang came to call, and specially entrusted himself to stop it.

This is clearly distancing the relationship.

At that time, even if Chen Dong was killed, they would not be able to hold their Fang family accountable.

No matter how much you doubt it, it was their Fan family who sent people to Bangkok after all.

Thinking of this, Fan Heng smiled and held his head and lay there with a mocking smile: "Old fox, old fox." ”

……

In the study.

There is a chessboard.

There are only a few chess pieces in it, and there are only sixteen chess pieces in total.

The vast majority of the pieces are scattered around the corners.

In the very center, there are four sunspots and one white.

This person pondered back and forth, but still couldn't make up his mind to replace this white son with a black one.

It seems that there is still a need to investigate.

There was a hint of hoarseness in his voice, and his voice was specially processed into the microphone of his mobile phone.

"The things of the first two days have been clarified. ”

"The person who called the police ......"

His voice stopped abruptly here, and he hesitated for a full thirty seconds before he continued, "It's your man." ”

At this moment, Uncle Liu Li seemed to be suppressing his anger, and the words squeezed out from between his teeth and said, "You doubt me?"

He lowered his head and replied in a calm and powerful tone, "I'm just reminding you!"

The atmosphere seemed to be suffocating at this moment.

"Keep an eye on your people. ”

"Let's see who sold you!"

With a beep, the phone hung up.

A few days ago, in a small town on the outskirts of Bangkok, when the three Interpol officers chased their target, they were ambushed by the local police.

Behind such a coincidence, there must be a strict arrangement.

After investigation, it was found that the identity of the informant was quite confidential, and in order to be able to trust the police and dispatch in time, he provided clues to the Bangkok police through the identity of an informant of Interpol.

This persuaded the police to dispatch so many troops in a short period of time to lay out an ambush in a small town on the outskirts.

And the only person in charge of the Interpol line is Uncle Li.

So inferred.

There are two larger possibilities.

First, Lao Li himself sent someone to arrest the target person, but he called the police behind his back, obviously playing tricks.

Second, there were three guys in the car at the time, and there was a ghost hiding in it.

On the way to follow Chen Dong and others, the inner ghost deliberately leaked the location of the target person, and asked the informant to report it, so that the police could arrive in advance.

The goal is to stop the crowd from doing anything to the target.

……

Smack.

Lao Li stood silently by the window and smoked a cigarette.

There was a hint of anxiety in his eyes, and he gulped down a cigarette that filled his throat and lungs with the taste of nicotine.

On his desk were the materials of three of his subordinates.

Amber, a silver-haired man, Jack, a Los Angeles detective, and Tommy, a Russian detective.

All of them were cultivated by him and placed in Interpol's subordinates, and he has dealt with a lot of tricky troubles for him over the years.

To be precise, I also know a lot of his business.

His face became more and more ugly, and he glanced at the phone underneath, which was the text message he had just sent.

The content of that text message was "There is an inner ghost to terminate the operation!"

The corners of Uncle Li's mouth twitched slightly, the people who have been cultivated for so many years actually have internal ghosts.

It's a complicated feeling, and I've sent people to lurk under my own hands ten years ago.

What a thought.

……

Now.

Chen Dong and Li Laosan both choked their breaths.

He squinted and swallowed a mouthful of water, staring at Tommy, a white Russian detective in a pool of blood, and then suppressed his throat and said, "No, it's not him." ”

Although the other party once said before he died, he was not an enemy.

But the last shot did hit himself naked.

And it was such a hasty shot.

If Tommy is really the ghost mentioned in the text message, the first thing he should have done was to throw away the gun to prove his identity.

The remaining two figures came to his mind, Jack, a black Los Angeles detective, and Amber, a silver-haired man.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Countless images were in Chen Dong's mind, like a movie playing repeatedly, paused, and replayed......

On the roof of the eighteenth floor, the moment the silver-haired man pulled the trigger, the look and expression in his eyes, and the regret that he didn't hit in the end.

I can't see any flaws.

At that moment, all of a sudden, a gunshot rang out.

"Bang-"

Blood splattered out.

The two of them looked out suddenly, and both showed shocked expressions.

This shot, and it may be that the remaining two are fighting each other, because of this text message, the identity of the inner ghost is exposed.

The two quickly ran out, searching in the direction where the gunshots were sounding.

Finally, a few minutes later, the body was found.

What caught their eyes was Jack, a black Los Angeles detective, staring wide-eyed, and falling to the ground with an expression full of fear and unwillingness.

The opponent was shot in the chest in the heart.

Apparently killed by a single shot.

Jack's wallet and ID were scattered all over the place, apparently having been searched.

I'm afraid that the important things have been taken away.

……

In a quiet alley in the distance.

Amber, the silver-haired man, had a cigarette in his mouth, a solemn look in his eyes, smoked a cigarette, and pressed the send button on his mobile phone.

It was a text message with two pictures and a sentence.

One of the pictures is the scene of the death of Jack, a black detective, and the second is a family photo in the other person's wallet.

There's a lot in that family photo.

There was a mezzanine in the photo, and when I tore the mezzanine open, I found that it was another photo, that is, the other party had another identity.

"The inner ghost has been dealt with!"

Amber, the silver-haired man, glanced back indifferently in the direction of the target Chen Dong, and then vigorously extinguished the cigarette and threw it into the pit of the sewer.

After confirming that the cigarette butt was extinguished and had fallen into the sinkhole, he turned to leave.