Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Final Showdown - Begins!
First Arrival in the United StatesChapter 39 Final Showdown - Begin!
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On the weekend, he sat in Stacy's car and looked out the window, trying to find the soldier who was investigating the leakage of military weapons with him at that time, and wanted to take a look at the familiar figure, but unfortunately, he didn't find anything.
"Zhou, I have to remind you that you are going to the general's office of the Coastal Border Guards, and there are some things that it is better not to talk nonsense."
Stacy sat next to her and said this as the car parked under the office building, before she could get out of the car.
Weekend took the lead in pushing open the car door: "Afraid that I will pit you?" β
Stacy quickly opened the car door after getting out of the car on the weekend, and quickly walked around the front of the car to block in front of him: "You'd better tell me what Josh said before he died." β
Laughing on the weekend, no matter how powerful a person is, when he has a ghost in his heart, he can never be calm, and a little temptation can immediately see the clue.
He stopped, stood there and said, "What if, I don't want to sue you?" Do you want to send it back? β
At this time, Stacy must be wondering what Josh's last words were, after all, Josh was planted in her hands, and with what she knew about Josh, it was too normal for this bastard to pit himself once before he died, especially to borrow the mouth of the weekend who also hated him, but this weekend seemed to have found the wrong person to complain.
"If you think it's useful to tell General SΓΉ about something shady, just go ahead and say "long" "wind."
Stacy got out of the way, but her eyes were looking at the weekend with contempt on her face.
Weekend walked forward calmly, and from now on, he suddenly realized that he was no longer willing to pay attention to the secrets of this world, and whatever Stacy wanted to hide, for him, it was just the filth of human nature erupting in the darkness.
He walked up the stairs into the office building, and entered the elevator between Stacy and the black man in the red suit.
In the general's office, the general, who had spoken on the phone with old Colt on the phone, waited with his elbows on the table with his hands folded, and he leaned his thumb knuckles to his lips, which was just as important to him today.
When, when, when.
At the moment of the knock on the door, the general's mood was as if he had seen the last scene of the movie, and he waited for relief.
"Please come in."
The general withdrew his hands and naturally shouted out this sentence, and then, looking down at Wen JiΓ n on the table, it was just an ordinary training report, and there was an envelope next to it, and on the side of the envelope, a golden letter opener blade was thin, shining under his eyes.
Crunch.
The door was pushed open by Stacey, and then the black man stepped in one after the other, and when the three of them entered the room together, the general said without getting up, "Sit." β
"See you again, General."
This was the second time I had met the general over the weekend, the last time I had been beaten to a pig's head and carried by a black man into the car outside his villa. At that time, the general was sitting in the car, and then, on the weekend, made his own request, and this is what happened next.
"Greetings can be waived."
Although this general is a little old and polished by the years, the charm of his body is still unstoppable, he is very strong, the strength of a man after experiencing war and anxiety allows him to show a superior posture on any occasion. Remember? When young people talk to old people, the old people can always talk to each other, and they seem to have endless stories to tell that dazzle young people, and for some reason, the young people will show respect. The general is like this, but he shows everything he has experienced in his temperament, not in his mouth.
Can......
The weekend still didn't show any respect.
He sat opposite the general, stared at the other party with straight eyes, and said slowly: "General, please wait, when Yoda has news, you will naturally get what you want." β
The general disagreed: "Zhou, what are you thinking?" Expect someone from the Department of Homeland Security to break into Russia, access Russian airport surveillance, and then use evidence to tell you that Yoda has arrived in Russia? β
Weekend smiled: "General, I don't believe in those 'evidence', the technical staff of the Department of Homeland Security combined with Hollywood technology can make Yoda appear anywhere in the world in half an hour, and I don't believe the evidence that I investigated by myself." Thanks to you. β
"Okay, we'll wait with you."
Stacy interjected, she didn't want to completely anger the weekend at the end of everything, once the text that was mastered by the weekend was made public, the prestige of the country would be freezing at the same time, which was chilling.
Others don't know how arms dealers made their fortunes in the United States, but Stacy is clear, she has investigated cases involving arms dealers more than once when she was in the CIA, those guys do everything to make money, and some people even dare to secretly open up connections to sell arms to hostile countries in the United States, in order to achieve their goals, bribery, threats, and any low-level means can be used.
For a while, the office fell into silence at night, and none of the four of them said a word, as if two hostile forces were sitting at the negotiating table without intermediaries, and no one would take the lead in giving in until the deadlock was broken.
The wait was exhausting, and after five minutes the general began to look at his watch, and the black man got up from his chair and began to walk slowly around the room, and the time was lost every minute as he sat there alone on the weekend, and Stacy kept an eye on him.
Fortunately, there is always an end to the wait.
Tick, tick, tick.
The moment the phone rang, everyone looked at Stacy, including the weekend.
Stacey took out her phone, saw the familiar phone number, and asked directly, "Did they get on the plane?" β
"They're gone!"
The other party's words seemed to be in a hurry: "Before boarding, the Lamberts were queuing, but just as they entered the security checkpoint, and we waited in line, an adult and three children walked out of the security checkpoint, and I, I completely lost their figures." β
"Rubbish!"
Stacy scolded: "You haven't messed up the matter of getting paid on time every month, what else can you do?" I'm going to the airport's control room right away, and I'm going to know where these guys have gone and where they've left. β
"It's being checked, but it hasn't been found yet."
"Do you expect them to leave in the same costume?" Stacy was going crazy: "Under the banner of taking refuge in Russia, of course they will carry luggage, and in the suitcase, are there not a few changes of clothes?" β
"Check the toilet first, it's impossible for these people to change their clothes in public, and pay attention to everyone who enters the toilet with suitcases."
Stacy's instinct was right, if Yoda wanted to escape, he wouldn't check in his luggage.
The phone hung up, and Stacy looked at the weekend and said, "This is the news you want to get?" β
Weekend looked at him and nodded, as if he had expected a qiΔ for a long time.
"You asked for a new identity for them, a huge sum of a million dollars, is it just to make me ignore Yoda's skills and provide them with the conditions to escape at a critical moment?"
Weekend laughed as if someone had exposed the little trick, then looked at the general and said, "General, now we can make a deal, I'll give you something......" He ignored Stacy, how could Weekend put his family in the hands of the Department of Homeland Security? This group of people can make a phone call to bring a plane back to home!
"Stacy!"
The general stopped Stacy, like a bastard who had lost his head at a critical moment.
"General!! Do you still believe in Him!! Stacy glared at the general.
The general said, "Wait a few more minutes and there will be no more trouble, and he will not continue to play tricks in my office." β
"He's not afraid of death at all!" (To be continued.) )