Chapter 880: Welcome to Nevada

At six o'clock in the evening, Stephen walked out of the CIA headquarters, walked into the garage and got into a black car. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 InfoJust as he was fastening his seatbelt and inserting the key into the keyhole, a Jewish man in a trench coat opened the passenger door and sat down next to him.

"Done?"

"The CIA will assist you. ā€

The Jewish man's mouth curled into a smile.

"Congratulations, Mr. Stephen, your revenge has finally been avenged. ā€

Stephen snorted through his nose and didn't respond, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was still obvious.

"It's a little bit of our heart. As he spoke, the Jewish man placed a card in the compartment behind the gearbox and looked straight ahead with a smile as if nothing had happened.

"I'm not helping you for money. Stephen frowned slightly.

"But there's no reason for you to refuse, are you?" said the man with a smile, "and your efforts are definitely worth it." ā€

Stephen was silent for a long time, not saying anything more.

The car drove through the bustling streets of Washington, D.C., with the sparkling lights reflected in the windshield of the car. It is the center of the bustling world and the center of world power. The well-dressed crowd and the unattainable floors are mesmerizing just by looking at them.

Stephen burst into laughter.

Indeed, as the Jew said, he had no reason to refuse.

……

After returning to the new embassy, Jiang Chen said goodbye to Lawrence, said goodnight to Xia Shiyu, who was still working, and returned to his room.

Zhu Yu followed closely behind.

Xia Shiyu glanced at the location of Jiang Chen's room and didn't say anything. At this point, her level has been able to access some of the secrets of the Future People Group. Regarding the next trip to Nevada without the FBI, Jiang Chen also explained to her personally.

Although she was worried, she wouldn't say anything to stop her, just told him to be safe, and continued to focus on the matter at hand.

Closing the door behind him, Zhu Yu, who was in charge of his security in the embassy, asked.

"Shall we go now?"

"Yes. ā€

Jiang Chen nodded, unbuttoned it, took off his suit and shirt and threw it on the bed, and the muscles of his upper body were exposed to the eyes of the little girl at the door.

The well-defined muscles are not visually exploding, but they are filled with a restrained and tight tension. However, after being trained as a professional agent, Zhu Yu's heartbeat only accelerated for two seconds, and he didn't have a blushing heartbeat that he liked to see.

took over the bulletproof vest from Zhu Yu's hand, and Jiang Chen put it on his body. The vest, which is not much thicker than a shirt, is made of graphene, which has a limited kinetic energy limit on the bullet, but effectively intercepts all the bullets outside the body.

Finally, putting on a windbreaker outside, Jiang Chen took an Type 11 pistol from Zhu Yu's hand, put it in his pocket, and then took out a K2 mechanical exoskeleton loaded with an optical stealth module from the wardrobe and skillfully put it on his body.

"The car is parked in the underground garage two blocks across the street from the embassy, the coordinates are in your watch...... Don't you really need our assistance?" said Zhu Yu with some hesitation.

Jiang Chen stretched out his hand and clicked on the screen of the arm guard, set the parameters, and replied with a smile: "No, you are too worried." ā€

"Aisha commands me, telling you not to do anything dangerous...... If something happens, please contact me immediately. ā€

"I will...... By the way, I need you to do something for me. ā€

"What's the matter?" Zhu Yu asked as he looked at Jiang Chen.

"Emma Watcent, the artist signed by the future human creature, someone has been investigating her recently, and I'm curious to see who it is. ā€

"It's easy. Zhu Yu said.

"Then I'll leave it to you. ā€

At the end of October, the sea breeze in Los Angeles has brought a little coolness, but it can't blow away the hot mood in the air. Night has long fallen, but the whole city is still immersed in the brilliant neon lights, and the nightlife is rendered by the endless stream of car lights, and everything has just begun.

Jiang Chen activated the optical invisibility, did not attract anyone's attention, quietly left the embassy through the back door, and quietly walked past an FBI car. He could see the soot falling from the agent's fingertips, but he couldn't see him.

Ten minutes later, in the underground garage two blocks away from the new embassy, a black SUV slowly drove onto the road and blended into the traffic of Los Angeles. The FBI would not know that Jiang Chen, who was supposed to stay in the embassy of the new country at this moment, had already got on the off-road vehicle to Nevada.

It's been a long time since I've driven by myself, but when Jiang Chen held the steering wheel, he didn't feel very rusty.

The mechanical exoskeleton on his body had been taken off by him and placed in the co-pilot's backpack.

In order to avoid being detained by the traffic police, even if he drove out of the urban area of Los Angeles, Jiang Chen did not drive the car very fast. Now the whole United States thinks that he is staying in the embassy, and if he is detained by the traffic police more than ten kilometers away, there will be a lot of unnecessary trouble.

If you keep going at your current pace and don't stop, you should be in Nevada in five hours.

Jiang Chen opened the holographic map and roughly estimated that when he arrived in District 51 in southern Nevada, it should be exactly 4 o'clock in the morning. Of course, he couldn't just rush in with his car, and it would be better to rest for the day in a nearby town and wait until the next night before diving in.

After leaving Los Angeles, the traffic is unusually smooth, and the scenery on both sides has changed from high-rise buildings to desert sand dunes that are almost the same. In order to relieve the boredom, Jiang Chen reached out and turned on the radio station in the car, although he didn't like loud music very much, but at least listening to it would not make people fall asleep.

On the way, Jiang Chen saw a lot of shadows of tourist buses. It is said that between California and Nevada, there is the "Death Valley" of the civilized world. Most of the rumors about him, similar to the Bermuda Triangle, were hyped up by tourism operators.

Jiang Chen wondered if he should visit the nearby Death Valley after visiting the mysterious Area 51, but he quickly dispelled the idea.

The end of October is not the peak season for tourism, but there will certainly be no fewer people in this kind of tourist attraction, and it is better to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Just as he was shifting his attention to the car next to him to pass the time, his watch suddenly vibrated and fell. Only two hours had passed, and Zhu Yu's phone called. Clicking on his watch, Jiang Chen connected the phone.

"Hello?"

"The person you ordered us to investigate has been found. ā€

Zhu Yu's words made Jiang Chen a little surprised. It's only been more than two hours, and the efficiency is a little scary.

But thinking about it carefully, Jiang Chen was relieved. After all, the other party is a private detective, although he will use illegal means such as surveillance and drone shooting, but he is definitely more amateur than a professional agent. As long as the person being tracked is confirmed, the ghost agents on standby in Los Angeles can easily find out the stalker.

Combined with the truth elixir, there is no information that cannot be asked.

"The employer's name is Berkeley Lewis, the eldest son of the Lewis family. ā€

"The Lewis family?Berkeley?" Jiang Chen frowned, he couldn't find the name in his mind.

"Do you want me to deal with it?" Zhu Yu asked.

"No," Jiang Chen shook his head, "Help me keep an eye on it." If he does anything out of the ordinary, let me know. ā€

"Yes. Zhu Yu replied cleanly.

The phone hung up, and under the noise of heavy metal music, the black off-road vehicle left the dust behind it, and gradually melted into the night. A sign standing next to the highway reads, Welcome to Nevada. (To be continued.) )