At night, the streets of Paris are splendid and charming. Paris, like all the metropolises in the world, is still crowded at night, but it is no more noisy than during the day, but it does not make Walter feel more at all.

At this moment, Walter was pacing back and forth in front of the pizzeria of the Ritz Hotel in Paris, and the flow of people around him kept shuttling in front of him, changing batches back and forth. And the owner of the pizza shop, who was open until late at night, looked at Walter who was wandering around his shop but did not buy pizza, and was also very curious, but because Walter did not disturb his business, the owner could only let it go.

As the time on his watch finally reached nine o'clock, Walter kept looking around with a sense of excitement, but he didn't see the familiar figure of the girl in his mind.

After about half a minute, suddenly a black figure in a windbreaker patted him on the back, then put his arm around his shoulder, and said in a voice that could only be heard between the two: "Don't talk, come with me!"

Walter just wanted to resist, but he felt a hard object in the shape of a round hole in his waist against him, and immediately closed his mouth, not daring to move, because he knew that it should be a gun.

Soon, Walter was coerced and allowed to follow the man's control through the flow of people on the street. At this time, Walter understood the reason why the other party chose to meet here, under the dense flow of people, people were talking to each other, and no one would pay too much attention to the people around them.

After walking for a few minutes, they reached the corner of the street, and the two got into a black car, and there was also a guy in the car who was wearing a windbreaker and covering half of his face with a hat.

It wasn't until two minutes later that Agatha, who secretly followed, looked at the figure of the departing car, and hurriedly stopped a taxi and followed......

In the black car, Walter's eyes widened as he looked at the man next to him who was pointing a gun at him, a man he knew very well, because the other party was the Russian who had robbed him in Germany last time, Ushakov.

"It's you!Ushakov!" Wolter cried out in surprise.

"Huh, I didn't expect you to remember my name?" Ushakov was also a little surprised.

"Of course, could he be Vasily?" Vought said to the driver.

"Hello, Hong Kongers, we meet again. Vasily was clearly better on than Ushakov, and when he saw Walter call his name, he whistled and said hello with a smile on his face, as if he had completely forgotten what was going on.

Hong Kong people?

Walter was surprised when he heard it, but then he suddenly realized that no wonder on the ransom letter, the other party called himself a "Hong Kong person", it turned out to be these two guys who had robbed themselves and Zhao Yazhi, they saw themselves and Zhao Yazhi together, and naturally classified themselves as mixed-race people in Hong Kong, after all, Hong Kong has been ruled by the British Empire for so long, and there are a few mixed-race people who love to speak English, which will not be strange at all.

"Sir, don't worry, don't be afraid, for the sake of you being honest and not leaking the news, I won't kill you. Well...... I won't say more, do you want to bring the money you prepared?" Ushakov said coldly, he urgently needed money now, after looking at the other party's clothes and the hotel he was staying in, he could be sure that Walter could pay the twenty thousand dollars he needed, as for this kidnapping and robbery, the blame was on the German girl who was robbed by them and stalked them. If she hadn't followed them, she and Vasily wouldn't have wanted to kidnap her at all.

"Bring it!" Vought nodded.

"Give it to me!"

"What about Natasha?" Walter ignored the other party and asked rhetorically, first deliver the goods and pay later, Walter still understood, it was undoubtedly stupid to give money without knowing that Natasha was safe.

"In a safe place! you'll see her soon!" Ushakov said, looking coldly at Walter.

"Then it's not too late for me to give her money when I see her!"

"You ......" Seeing that Walter was so cross, Ushakov wanted to teach the other party a good lesson, but he thought that he was not in a hurry to ask for money now, so he finally held back.

As the car sped all the way, Walter looked out the window and saw that the car was leaving the center of Paris and heading towards the suburbs. I don't know how long it took, but Walter felt that the car had been going around for a long time, and finally stopped outside an abandoned factory.

"Let's go!"

Walter was carried by Ushakov and, along with two Russians, entered the factory.

The sound of "clang" kept coming, it was the sound of the three of them touching the bottles and cans under their feet, and soon, in a large room that should be a factory warehouse, Walter saw Natasha who was now tied with her hands and feet tied and a white cloth stuffed in her mouth.

However, the other party was lying peacefully on the ground motionless at the moment.

"Natasha, Natasha!" Seeing her appearance, Walter hurriedly stepped forward and shook her to wake her up, but there was no movement at all.

"Don't shake it, the medicine we gave her, she probably won't wake up until tomorrow morning, no matter how much you shake it, it's useless. Don't worry, her breathing will definitely be normal, there will be no major problems, okay sir, give us the money!"

Ushakov's words appeared in Walter's ears at the right time, hearing this, Walter hurriedly put his hand on the tip of Natasha's nose, and sure enough, he felt the sound of warm nasal breathing, and then he was relieved, obviously the two Russians were worried that Natasha was in the way, so they did this.

"I can give you the money, but I want to know what you're going to do after I give it to you? Rip up the ticket? Or what?" Watt replied.

"No, no, no, since we have already said that we will not kill you, we will never kill you, kill you, if the guys from the National Security Council find out the clues and hunt us down completely, we will definitely die because of this. Vasily, the talkative fellow, seemed to have heard something ridiculous, and spoke first, and then saw him take out a glass bottle from his pocket, which contained some unknown gray-white powder, and he continued: "After you give us the money, we will let you take the same powder as the one used by that girl, and the amount is different, of course, to ensure that you will wake up tomorrow during the day, and then you will leave by yourself, and we should have taken the money and fled away by then!"

After saying that, Vasily kept shaking the powder in his hand again, revealing a look of memory, obviously he had done a lot of things with that powder.

And at this moment, Walter, who heard Vasily's words, thought of something after hearing the other party say "National Security Council", and exclaimed: "You are the KGB!"

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