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Chen Zekun Office.!

"BIG SIR, WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH ME IN SUCH A HURRY?"

"Do you remember the shootout at the West Ring Pier a few months ago (see 135 for details)?" Chen Zekun said.

"Remember!" Faeron nodded, "Isn't this case closed?" ”

"It's over, but the number of the batch of firearms we seized somehow let Interpol know, saying that several of the guns are related to an arms theft case in the Middle East, so we sent someone to Hong Kong to investigate."

Feron was stunned: "What does this have to do with me? ”

"You've handled those firearms, so you should know better." Chen Zekun spread his hands and said, "There are people from the Interpol side today, and we need to send a liaison officer here, and those people all speak English, and you, a top student at Harvard, will definitely have good communication with them, so this task will be handed over to you." As he spoke, he pushed the relevant folder in front of Faeron.

Hearing this, Fei Lun rolled his eyes and said, "You don't need me to go out for this kind of task, right?" ”

Chen Zekun said helplessly: "I don't want to send you this knife to kill chickens, but Interpol ordered your general in the phone call to Mrs. Ye, so I can only wronged you!" ”

This time, Fei Lun was completely speechless, picked up the folder, and saluted: "WESSIR! ”

When Fei Lun came to the corridor, the corners of his mouth suddenly flashed a sneer, from the conversation with Chen Zekun just now, he had already guessed that Interpol's visit to UKl was by no means as simple as investigating arms theft, there must be other purposes, and this purpose was very likely to be aimed at him.

Or personally ordered? It's funny, when can Interpol command the director of security (Mrs. Ye).

After entering the elevator, Fei Lun opened the text folder and found that the homepage was a reception schedule, when to pick up people at the airport, and what kind of accommodation to arrange for them... ・・・It is clearly written.

The other party expected four people to come, so as a last resort, Fei Lun had no choice but to drive a four-seater five-person sedan from the serious crime team and go straight to the airport on the outlying island.

By the time they arrived, Interpol had sent one more person than expected, four in all, three men and one woman, in other words, one more white man with a poker face than on the document.

Originally, there were only two men and one woman, only names, heights, ages, races, and other descriptions, and nothing else, and the photos were even more blurry, and the focus was greatly inaccurate, so that only the facial features and outlines could be vaguely distinguished.

Interpol led the team with a man named Lowak, an American who was brown in terms of information and appearance, but according to Pheren's estimates, he was of mixed African American and white descent.

Another man named Romander with facial features that appeared on the source was clearly of Germanic descent, and the information also said that he was German, but Pheren chatted with him in German country slang and found that all of his answers were very formulaic, and they were all in textbook German, never slang.

If he wasn't a stereotypical person, then there was only one possibility, this guy wasn't an authentic German.

As for the only woman who was originally introduced in the information, even if Fei Lun had seen countless beautiful women, he almost couldn't help whistling when he saw her.

This is a beautiful woman, stunningly beautiful!

White short-sleeved shirt, black business pants, slightly chestnut hair, blue sheared eyes as clear as a deep pool, high nose, sexy red lips, towering breasts, and slender waist. Whether Faren looks at it from an Oriental perspective or a Western perspective, it must be admitted that she is fascinating.

According to the information, this woman's name is Yiyun. Richie, like Lowak, is American.

And the poker-faced white man who is not introduced to him in the profile, but he also impresses Fern because this guy has white skin like a vampire.

After Fei Lun looked at the four of them, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand politely: "Hello several, I'm Fei Lun, this time you came to Hong Kong to investigate the case, I will be the liaison officer, you can call me AMlen." ”

"Didn't you say that we would be greeted by the MR King of the Interpol Liaison Section?" Lowak didn't even glance at Feron's hand, but looked left and right, as if he was looking for someone.

Seeing this, Fei Lun was not embarrassed at all, Shi Shiran withdrew his hand, took out a contact card from his fart pocket, flicked his fingers, and accurately inserted it into Lowak's jacket pocket, and said: "The card has Wang SIR's phone number, since you want to find him, you can contact him yourself." We will not accompany you! After saying that, he turned around and left, not paying the slightest attention to the expressions of the ghosts.

I only listened to Yi Yun behind him and said to the three of Lovac in a complaining and disgusting tone: "Okay! We're here to investigate the case, not to put up a stinky shelf, keep up! ”

Of course, Fei Lun could hear this, and he didn't say anything, he went straight to the front of the car, and didn't even say hello to the four ghosts, sat in the driver's seat, closed the door and started fighting

"Hey, hey, hey・・・・・・ man, Lovak was just playing a harmless joke with you!" Roman grabbed the car door helplessly and explained in an authentic New York accent.

After all, the four of them had never been to HK before, and once they made some unfamiliar jokes, it was not that they could be reversed by complaining about Faeron. Besides, they were sent here this time, and they had more important tasks, so naturally they couldn't spoil their plans because of a momentary mood

Feron glanced at Romande, a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Dude, you're a German, right?" ”

Roman nodded subconsciously, and the smile on Fallon's face expanded, and he also changed from standard American English to New York accent: "I have to admit that your New York language is really authentic." ”

Hearing this, a trace of anger flashed in Romande's eyes, and although it was short-lived, it was successfully captured by Feron.

Fei Lun got the information he wanted, and the expression on his face became more relaxed, and said: "Brother, seeing that your attitude is so sincere, I will reluctantly pick up a few of your companions who can't find a place to!" Get in! ”

The sentence "I can't find a place to" was said in Cantonese, but as soon as the words came out, Yi Yun and Poker Face's eyes fluctuated slightly, only Lowak's eyes were as usual, and he didn't know that Fei Lun was scolding them around the corner.

However, Feron saw from this that Lowak was just a puppet who was pushed out to act as a fool, and the focus was on Yiyun and the others.

Of course, it is not excluded that Lowak's psychological intelligence and acting skills are super and successfully deceived Feren.

But if that's the case, Lowak can go to Hollywood and casually bring a few statuettes home, so why bother to be an Interpol? It is important to know that not everyone in this world has the evil taste of Fei Lun who hides his evil body in law enforcement agencies, and most people just want to find money to enjoy life.

After the four of them put their luggage and got into the car, Fei Lun started on the road and asked, "Where are you going to live?" Do you want me to introduce you to a good family? ”

It's a pity that the four of them were much more wary of Fei Lun, and Yiyun said lightly: "Thank you, we have already booked the hotel." ”

"Hotel?!" Fei Lun pretended to be surprised, "That's a very high cost, the police department can't report it!" Besides, as far as I know, you don't seem to need tourist-level enjoyment to investigate the case, right? ”

Lovak finally couldn't bear it anymore, and even under the pressure of Romande's eyes, he cried out: "Oh my God! Is this the hospitality of you Chinese? No politeness at all. ”

Fei Lun didn't think at all and sneered: "Sitting in a Chinese car and saying that Chinese are not polite, it seems that Americans are quite educated!" ”

"It doesn't matter if the Americans are educated or not." Lowak shook his head and said, "On the contrary, we came from afar, so what's wrong with taking your car?" ”

This is simply bandit logic, but Faeron just glanced at him with disdain, and jokingly said: "I can't care if the Americans are educated or not, but you can't care how I drive, right?" ”

When Yi Yun and the others heard this, they were all stunned, and they couldn't understand what Fei Lun meant by this. At this time, the car was just about to drive on the Jishuimen Bridge, and they were surprised to find that the car was accelerating, and the speed increased to more than 100 kilometers per hour in just a dozen seconds, and it did not go to the bridge deck, but rushed towards the junction of the bridge head and the roadside sidewalk.

What's there? Guardrail, and further down is the sea.

The four of them all found out about this terrible problem, and Lowak was the first to shout, "Shit, shit! Are you crazy? ”

"Before I rush down, apologize!" Faeron's face was relaxed, but his voice was cold, "When the time comes, if I survive by luck, I believe Interpol won't be able to do anything to me because it's a traffic accident!" ”

Such a statement made Yi Yun's three hearts chill, and they could feel that Fei Lun was not joking

There was an irrepressible look of horror in his eyes. On the contrary, it was the mallet of Lowak who sneered there: "You don't dare, I don't believe you will die with us." ”

"Bang dang!"

Before Lowak could finish his words, the whole car was already soaring, rushing onto the sidewalk, and heading straight for the guardrail.

Yiyun immediately slapped Lowak and screamed, "Apologize!" ”

Lowak's brown face turned pale, apparently aware of the severity of the situation, and began to babble in spite of the qiē gibberish. "Apologies! I apologize!! I'm! I'm shit! I fvck my mom ......"

Hearing this, a sneer tugged at the corner of his mouth, and with a slight break of the steering wheel, the whole car brushed past the junction of the guardrail and the bridge railing, and drove crookedly onto the bridge deck.

"Whew-dang!"

The sharp part of the joint scraped through the outside of the car, making a sharp and piercing sound of death, and the four ghosts in the car all breathed a sigh of relief, and their hearts were still palpitating.

They were all glad, glad that they didn't snatch the steering wheel of Fei Lun indiscriminately just now, and they were glad that Fei Lun's driving skills were good and they were able to control the car in time; At the same time, they are also afraid, afraid that Feron really intends to lead them to death, and fearing Feron's absolute decision.

So on the way to Tsuen Wan, they didn't say a word to Fei Lun, let alone dare to provoke and threaten him with words such as complaints and warnings.

At this time, Fei Lun took the initiative to ask: "By the way, you said that you live in a hotel, which one is it?" ”

Looking left and right at her companion, Yi Yun replied: "Half, Peninsula Hotel!" ”

"Tsk, stay in a hotel, or stay in the Peninsula Hotel, it seems that Interpol is quite rich!" Feren was sarcastic again