INTERPOL headquarters, Lyon, France.

The senior supervisor in charge of the night shift at the NCB Special Liaison Centre tonight is Mr. Wolf from Germany.

Wolf was a very serious, conscientious German, and even though it was late in the day, he sat squarely behind the high platform in the contact center, while the others had already begun to doze off.

Jingle bells!

Suddenly, the phone rang, and the stereotypical ringtone was particularly harsh in the silence, and many people were startled, but the French fat man who should have picked up the phone at the first time was still lying on the table and sleeping.

Wolf frowned in displeasure, got up and walked over to pick up the phone, and after a moment he turned his head to look at the big screen with a strange expression, only to see that a series of intelligence documents had been sent.

"Who are you?" Wolf narrowed his eyes and asked into the phone.

"Wha, you can call me 'Crime Buster', or 'Light of Justice', but now you better hurry up and make a big contribution, if you don't hurry, those two big fish will run away." After the other party finished speaking, he hung up.

The voice on the other end of the line was clearly filtered by a voice changer, and Wolf had no way of knowing who the other party was, but the other party's English was a little lame, and it seemed to have some strange grammar that Orientals like to use when speaking English.

Wolf didn't know that this was a 'flaw' that Yang Hao deliberately asked Alice to leave, in order to lead the clues to Tianqing Group.

"Two big fish?" Wolf put down the phone, walked the letter to the console, and began to personally review the intelligence documents sent by the mysterious man.

Soon, his eyes widened in surprise and joy, and he even clenched his fists unconsciously.

In the next second, Wolf stood up and yelled around: "Get up, everyone get up for me, don't doze off anymore, now I have a big task to do!" ”

Immediately afterward, he rushed over and kicked the fat French man who was still asleep in the ass, and then ordered the other red-haired girl next to him: "Margaret, immediately call the duty supervisor of the Argentine branch and ask him to come over immediately, and say that there is an emergency at the level of 'red alert'." ”

At this time, the French fat man covered his ass with a confused face and wailed in French: "God, which hungry guy actually attacked my chrysanthemum while I was sleeping, I want to call the police......"

Syllable!

Wolf slapped the fat man on the head and scolded viciously in skilled French: "You damned, lazy fat guy, don't hurry up and sober me up, now there is a special emergency, you immediately contact Director Oliver of the Special Operations Bureau, and say that I want to apply for permission to mobilize all the armed forces of the South American Branch of the Special Operations Bureau." ”

The fat man obviously hadn't figured out what the situation was, and said, "Mr. Wolff, Director Oliver hasn't returned from a business trip to the United States yet, and the Special Operations Bureau is now in charge of emergency matters by Director Holkin." ”

Smack!

Wolf was furious and slapped him twice, but this time it was on the desk, and he spat wildly at the fat man: "Then contact Holkin, anyway, I don't care which director of the Special Operations Bureau is in charge now, I just need to get permission, do you understand?!" ”

Faced with an angry German, the French fat man wisely chose to give in, he hurriedly picked up the internal phone, began to contact the secretary of the director of Holkin, and then cautiously looked up and asked Wolf: "Well, Mr. Wolfe, on what basis shall we apply for permission?" ”

Wolf pointed to the big screen with a dark face: "Reason? Is the opportunity to wipe out the heads of two of South America's biggest criminal organizations, is that reason enough?! ”

It turned out that after a while, the others who were woken up by Wolf's roar had already begun to sort through the intelligence documents on the big screen.

The documents were all sifted by Alice from the South American dark web, and at the top of the list were the ongoing negotiations in Buenos Aires.

In fact, as soon as this negotiation began, it was targeted by a pervasive intelligence trafficker, including many American eyeliners, and even a lot of photos were taken.

It's a pity that these things only entered the dark web on the front foot, ready to be transmitted and sold through the dark web, and the back foot was served by Alice, and then now it is sent to Wolf by Alice.

Under the full operation of Wolff, Mr. Federico, the duty supervisor of the Argentine branch, rushed over in confusion, and the work station of these branches was in the National Central Bureau, which was actually quite close to Wolfe, and it was also to facilitate international cooperation in the fight against transnational crime.

Federico wasn't a fool either, as soon as he walked in, before Wolf could speak, Federico saw the photos listed on the big screen, and then his eyes widened instantly, and he exclaimed: "My God, this ...... Is this true?! ”

Wolf looked at his watch and said very quickly, "It's true, Mr. Federico, there are relevant intelligence documents here, you can come and take a look, but we have to hurry, otherwise it will be too late." ”

After saying that, Wolf yelled at the French fat man again: "François, what are you still in a daze, how is the situation on Mr. Oliver's side?" Are you up to the job, if not, I'll do it again! ”

François smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Wolff, didn't I just say that Director Oliver went on a business trip to the United States and did not return, and the Special Operations Bureau is now headed by Holkin......"

"Get out!" Wolf interrupted irritably: "You get out of here immediately, Buddy, you come to take over his position, hurry up and contact the Special Operations Bureau for me, I want permission, immediately, now, immediately!" ”

Suddenly, an old voice came from the door: "What is the situation so urgent, Wolf, I am here in person now, you can tell me directly if you want any permission." ”

Wolf looked back, was overjoyed, and hurriedly walked over to hug each other, and then explained: "Director Proust, I didn't expect to alarm you, I'm really sorry." ”

"Hehe, Holking is in a bit of a hurry to take leave today, and I happen to be idle, so I'll be on duty for him. Tell me, what's the situation? "Proust is a silver-haired old man, tall and a bit of a white-robed wizard Gandalf.

He was the current deputy director of the Special Operations Bureau, in charge of the special services in the Americas, and Wolf had dealt with him several times, and knew that Proust was resolute and jealous like himself, and that he was a workaholic who was bent on his work.

Therefore, Wolf knew that there was a drama in tonight's events, so he hurriedly told Proust about the current situation. (To be continued.) )