The person in the photo is the Bruce that Demi has been thinking about for a long time, and it is self-evident what the red cross on it represents, it seems that the struggle between his father and Bruce has reached an endless situation, Demi quietly put down the photo, shouting Bobby's name on his lips, but his hand reached out to the mouse.

Thorpe, like most American men, was very hands-on, jumping off the pool in his beach pants, troubleshooting the drain, crawling out and saying, "Honey, you can go on." ”

"Oh, Richard, you're amazing, I love you." Emily put her arms around Thorpe's neck and kissed her, and the two lingered for a while before Thorpe said, "Honey, I still have some things to deal with, and I'll be with you later." After speaking, he took a towel and wiped the water stains on his body and returned to the study.

After going out for a while just now, the computer screen should have entered the screensaver program, but now it was still on, Thorpe's heart sank, grabbed the walkie-talkie on the table and asked, "McCain, is there anything unusual?" ”

"All is fine, sir." McCain replied that the veteran former White House agent was now Thorpe's full-time head of security, not only defending his home and family, but also accompanying Mr. Thorpe on business trips.

"Barbara, come on." Thorpe shouted that Barbara, a Mexican maid of their family, a chubby woman, heard her master's call, hurried to the study and asked, "Sir?" ”

"Hmm, what were you doing?"

"Been peeling potatoes in the kitchen, sir."

"Are you sure?" Mr. Thorpe frowned.

Barbara was a little flustered: "Yes, sir, what happened?" ”

"Hi Richard, your computer is too low." Demi walked in with the beagle in her arms and said.

Thorpe's tense face relaxed, and he sent the servant and said, "Barbara, it's all right. Then he said to his daughter, "Honey, I'm sorry, I forgot to prepare a computer for you, do you need it now?" ”

"Oh, no, I've already logged into FaceBook." Demi said.

Thorpe finally relented and said, "We're going to have a barbecue on the beach in the evening, will you participate?" ”

"Oh, of course." Demi said with a shrug.

In the evening, Thorpe's old friend, Officer Edmund, arrives and joins everyone on the beach to roast beef and drink beer, but Demi thinks this guy is very unpleasant, and she whispers to Emily, "Edmund's eyes are very uncomfortable." ”

Emily replied, "Mr. Edmund is an FBI officer, maybe he looks at everyone like that." ”

The two men did not notice the whispering of the woman, Thorpe and Edmund were lying in their chairs with beer in their hands, bathing in the sunset, discussing confidential topics.

"Does this person have any impressions?" Thorpe took out a photo from his pocket and handed it over, Edmund took it and looked at it and said: "I also have a photo of him, but this one is not clear, it was taken at Newark Airport Immigration, and the name on this person's passport is Liu Jinrong, a Hong Kong native, of course, I suspect that this is just one of his fake identities." ”

"If he comes to the United States next time, can you help me ......"

Edmund shook his head: "Unlikely, I don't think he will go through customs with the same passport next time." ”

"So, is there a possibility that this Mr. Liu will never wake up again on a morning when the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant?"

"Oh, Richard, you're giving me a problem, I think you need a CIA friend, they do it." Edmund laughed, touched the bottle with Thorpe, and drank it all.

"Well, I'll introduce you to a Chinatown owner, and maybe he can help you out with some trouble." Edmund thought about it and gave Thorpe a phone number.

After Edmund left, Thorpe began to work, he first dialed the phone of His Royal Highness Bobby in Africa, Thorpe had an indescribable dislike for this shrewd African chief, in his mind, a real African should be like General Kuba, ignorant and cruel, and Rabbie was right, and Bobby went to university in London, learned the arrogance and cunning of the British, as if he regarded himself as a real king, which made Thorpe very uncomfortable.

There is an idiom in distant China called "Mu Monkey and Crown", which is used to describe people like Bobby.

After five minutes of waiting, Bobby's arrogant voice finally came over the phone: "Richard, my dear friend, is the weather okay in New York?" I've heard that there have been some minor accidents recently, and I hope you're okay. ”

Thorpe suppressed his anger and replied, "Thank you, Your Highness, I'm fine, I want to confirm whether our contract is still valid." ”

Bobby feigned surprise and said, "Of course, the contract signed by the gentleman is of course legal and valid, but we need an additional amendment, you know, Western Sadamoa welcomes any investors, but not marauders and neocolonists." ”

"Very well, so what is the content of the supplementary amendment?"

"We can talk about this slowly, and you are welcome to come to San Juan to sign a new contract, an amendment that will be mutually beneficial to both of us, and I don't think you will refuse, right, Mr. Thorpe."

"I think it should be like this, win-win, even win-win, goodbye, Your Highness." Thorpe hung up the phone, his heart was full of anger, what trick was the cunning tribal chief playing, he knew at a glance, this wanted to find a balance in all aspects in order to maximize his interests, who did he think he was, a great monarch? Amusing!

Another number was dialed, and Thorpe cleared his throat and said, "Colonel, are you alright?" ”

"Mr. Thorpe, I'm fine, in about a week, ten days at most, my army will be able to march into San Juan, you know, Kuba's army is already on the run, and if it weren't for the minimization of casualties, I could even enter his presidential palace tomorrow."

Colonel Faulkner's voice was so excited that Thorpe could even think of the old mercenary sitting on a Land Rover and smoking a pipe, but that wasn't what he wanted, especially after Bobby, the bastard, fled back to Africa.

"Colonel Faulkner, I have a request, can your army rest for a while, you know, there are a large number of innocent citizens in the city of San Juan, and the war will bring great humanitarian disasters, and I hope to minimize this negative effect."

Mr. Thorpe's words were rejected by Colonel Faulkner: "Overthrowing the rule of Coopa as soon as possible and restoring democracy and the rule of law is what a professional soldier with a conscience should do." ”

"yes, I still hope you'll take my word seriously, after all, I'm the one who pays you, don't I? Captain. ”

"Thank you for the reminder, but in the contract, my employer is His Royal Highness Bobby, and you are only the guarantor of payment, of course I will seriously consider your words." Colonel Faulkner said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Thorpe put down the phone stupidly, and scolded in his heart, this brainless mercenary leader, no wonder he can't get business, he only has military and no politics in his mind!

Over there, Colonel Faulkner put down his satellite phone, picked up his pipe and took two puffs, hehe sneered, and his black lieutenant asked, "Colonel, what are you laughing at?" “

"I bet they must be scolding me behind my back for only knowing how to fight, in fact, I know everything, these capitalists only have resources and money in their heads, and they don't care about the life and death of the people, they are the real butchers, and I am just a little lamb in front of God."

The black adjutant didn't quite understand, and showed a mouthful of white teeth and smiled: "Colonel, you are so funny." ”

……

Late at night, Thorpe and Emily went upstairs to bed, while Demi slept in the guest room on the first floor, and two hours later, a sneaky figure got into the study and turned on the computer, but in the face of the boot code, Demi was helpless, tried several sets of numbers to no avail, and finally had to leave disappointed.

The next day, Thorpe drove his daughter back to Brooklyn and went to Manhattan's Chinatown to meet a Chinese community leader, Mr. Jiang from the mainland.

Mr. Jiang is a native of Chaozhou, runs a Chinese restaurant, secretly runs a human snake and drug business, and is said to sometimes smuggle some high-end beauty materials, black and white, and the power is amazing, his meeting with Mr. Thorpe is in an antique tea room, the Chinese gangsters are wearing crisp suits, wearing sunglasses, and the style can't help but remind Thorpe of the scene when he was in Tokyo, and those "Yakusa" talk about things.

The meeting was very short, and although Mr. Chiang had been in the United States for many years, his English was still not good, and he held out two fingers after listening to the interpreter say Mr. Thorpe's request.

"Two hundred thousand dollars." The translator said.

"If you find a Mexican killer, or a black gang, five thousand dollars can kill a person." Thorpe's assistant was indignant.

Mr. Jiang smiled contemptuously: "If Mexicans can also go to Chinese mainland to kill people, you can go and invite him ten or eight to send off guests." ”

Thorpe stretched out his hand: "Wait, I promise." As he spoke, he took out a photo from his pocket and pushed it in front of Mr. Jiang.

Mr. Jiang carefully looked at the photo, and after looking at it for a long time, he didn't see anything special about the target, so he casually handed it to Ma Tsai behind him, and said in Teochew dialect: "Arrange Anan to do it." ”

Thorpe said: "I will transfer the advance payment to your account, and pay the full amount when it is completed." ”

Mr. Jiang also said boldly: "No problem, if it doesn't work, double the return." ”

The two hands were shaken together.

……

An hour later, in an ice house in Wan Chai, Hong Kong, business was still booming in the middle of the night, a young man wearing a T-shirt and denim walked into the ice room, went straight to a table on the second floor and sat down, took out a printed photo from his arms and pushed it over, and said: "The old rule, 200,000 Hong Kong dollars, get rid of this person." ”

The other party picked up the photo and looked at it, but he couldn't see the expression behind the big sunglasses, so he pushed it back and said, "No." ”

The young man said: "Hunan Tsai, you are crazy, this is the work that Brother Nan has explained." ”

"If you don't answer, you won't answer, and no one can explain it." The man in sunglasses got up and walked away without looking back.

The young man was confused, he had to know that the other party was the top killer in the world, the asking price was high, the efficiency was high, and he did not refuse the task, as long as he gave money, he would kill anyone.

took out his mobile phone and called Brother Nan: "Brother Nan, Hunan Tsai doesn't answer." ”

Brother Nan was silent for a while and said, "There is only one case that Hunan Tsai will refuse to answer." “

"What?"

"In this man, he missed."

On the road outside the ice room, Su Qingfeng walked hurriedly, recalling the scene next to the railway in his mind, if it weren't for the mercy of the other party's subordinates, he would have already turned into a ghost in a foreign land, and killers also have the principle of killers, and if they fail a mission, they will never take it again, not to mention that they still owe others a life. (See 4-32 for the killer's story.)

……

In Jiangbei City, in the office of Red Star Company, Liu Ziguang sneezed a few times in a row and wondered: "Who is thinking about me." ”