Gao Jun held Le Monde, the second largest national daily newspaper in France and the largest overseas sales newspaper, which was quite influential in the French-speaking region and had a high international reputation. The main readers are political, economic, intellectual and professional circles in France and the Francophone region, and the biggest attraction is that this newspaper dares to speak, as if it were written in red letters in this issue today.

"Maibus: safety in Paris is good! Shootings are inevitable with a population base. ”

This topic is very sensational, but it can be regarded as a level, but the whole article is written around Mai Ba, although it seems to be fair, but Gao Jun can still feel the "killing intent" brought by this time.

"Someone is trying to get this police chief down." Gao Jun shook his head softly, folded the newspaper, and threw it into the trash can, and at this time, there was a knock on the door, he shouted to please come in, Peter pushed the door in, and suppressed the voice, "Boss, there is news from Emory inside the police station..."

Gao Jun suddenly opened his eyes, "What person?" ”

So Peter told Holman his identity, but the more Gao Jun listened, the deeper his brows wrinkled, but he didn't interrupt, and after Peter finished speaking, Gao Jun shook his head, "Maxson? The service provider alone could not make a person exude confidence from the inside out, and didn't he say that he had come on behalf of Mr. Alfonso? Obviously, he should be from some family! ”

Gao Jun's brain has been good since he was a child, if his family has money, he can be admitted to Wudaokou Vocational School, coupled with the tempering of society, he can see some things very clearly.

Peter didn't disturb Gao Jun's thoughts, and stayed aside.

"When we don't know about this, don't go to Emery again," Gao Jun said, rubbing his numb elbow.

"Okay, boss."

Peter answered, turned halfway around, opened his mouth hesitantly, and Gao Jun asked suspiciously, "What else is the matter?" ”

"We have a few cars downstairs that have been parked for a long time..."

Gao Jun wrinkled the tip of his nose and rocked his wheelchair to the balcony, condescending to see the roadside below.

"It's the Ford." Peter pointed behind him.

Gao Jun looked over, and a bright dark gray Ford Kuga was parked below, only to see the driver's seat window being opened, one hand hanging out, and his eyes were empty, "How long has this car been parked?" ”

"After three days of parking, according to the gangsters on the perimeter security, there were at least five people in the car, and they rarely got out of the car, and even ate in the car."

At this moment, the door of the back seat of the Ford Kuga was pushed open, and a woman in casual clothes got out of it, threw a bag of garbage into the trash can, stretched lazily, and rubbed her stomach, as if she was muttering something.

Gao Jun was in high spirits, although he didn't know that the other party belonged to that force, but he obviously had bad intentions, he hooked his fingers, Peter behind him hurriedly leaned his head over, Gao Jun muttered a few words in his ear, and after speaking, he raised his head, "Understood?" ”

"Don't worry, boss, I'll make them comfortable." Peter sneered, turned and left.

…

Horace rubbed Chen's neck, his body was sore, lying on the co-pilot's chair, holding the Red Bull in his hand, forcing himself to cheer up, looking at his watch impatiently, complaining very much about Mai Bus in his heart, originally he didn't need to stay here for a long time, but Mai Bus asked him to come and guard with a phone call, he always felt that this was suppression!

But he knew that if Mai Bus fell, he would probably benefit the most, who would make him the current first deputy director?

Coupled with the rendering of some bad media, the relationship between the two has changed subtly in an instant, and Horace even thinks that he seems to be able to sit in that position...

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became, and Horace hit the driver with his elbow and pointed his thumb out, "I'm going out for a cigarette." ”

Pushing the car door out, holding a root in his mouth, with his back to the wind, he took out a lighter and lit it a few times, but after pressing it for a while, not even a small flame popped out, he shook it down vigorously, and scolded angrily, "Fake! ”

But who knows, at this time, a hand holding a lighter stretched out in front of Horace, the latter was stunned, and then raised his head, when he saw Peter and others, his pupils shrank, his stomach was a little weak, he instinctively wanted to turn around and run, but only his sanity and professionalism made him busy suppressing the panic in his heart, squeezing out a little smile on his face, pretending to be casual and smoking a cigarette on the lighter.

"Thank you." He looked up, and his voice was a little hoarse. You must be calm, Horace has been a police officer for more than 20 years, and naturally knows that the more critical the time, the more calm he must be, and the person in front of him may be an outlaw, and the more nervous he is, the faster he will die.

"You're welcome." Peter smiled, but this smile made the employees around him feel creepy.

The last time this girl laughed was in Baghdad, and then... Personally set up a bird helicopter to bomb the enemy.

Horace saw that the other party didn't look like he was looking for trouble, and his heart was relieved, but who knew that Peter's second half of the sentence made him nervous again, "Our boss asked me to bring you something to drink, Starbucks." ”

The employee behind him handed over the packaged coffee, and Horace took it in a daze, while Peter stepped forward and leaned into the other's ear......

The driver in the car saw the clue in the mirror, especially when he saw Peter's face clearly, he sat up suddenly, and said to the team member behind him, "The target has appeared." ”

"Where?" The other team members jumped for a while, and some even touched their hands to their waists.

When the driver saw Peter approaching Horace, his scalp was numb, and he hurriedly pushed the car door and jumped in, of course, he didn't forget to call someone, "Director Horace is dangerous, act!" ”

Everyone in the car jumped down, pulled out their guns and pointed them at Peter and the others, and took out their documents, "Police, get down!" Get down..."

…

Horace was a little stunned, because Peter didn't say anything in his ear, he looked at the other party in surprise, and was just about to ask, when he heard the scolding of the team members behind him, and instantly... His face changed, and Peter smiled.

“shit！ Scammed! "That's what Horace had in mind.

Peter and the others raised their hands, and they lay on the ground with their heads in their hands, very obedient, and didn't say nonsense, and a few team members went up and pressed them to the ground, and they had to take out handcuffs, at this time an employee spoke, yin and yang weird, "Officer, we just came to deliver coffee, is this also a crime?" ”

Coffee?!

All the team members were stunned, and subconsciously looked at the bag in Horace's hand, a few cups of coffee in it were obvious, which made them stunned for a moment, and the team member who gave the order to act was even more panicked, and when he raised his head, he looked at Horace's gloomy face, and his heart was groaning...

And this street was originally prosperous, this one is very abrupt, but there is no shortage of people in France to watch the lively people eating melons, within a few minutes, a group of people surrounded by people, pointing and pointing, relishing, Peter and others also took this time to shout, "The police are arresting people... OMG！ ”

Horace put the coffee on the roof of the car, pulled down his trouser legs, crouched down, and groped his hands around Peter's waist with nothing but a belt.

"Officer, what can I have?" Peter's eyes flashed with urgency.

Horace was not stupid, he instantly understood that he and the others were being tricked by the other party, his eyes narrowed, and he suppressed his anger, "Believe it or not, I will arrest you back!" ”

"Officer, don't scare me, my boss told me that I didn't commit a crime, and the lawyer will defend me."

"Fack!" Horace was about to kick the other to death, grimacing his face and gritting his teeth. If there was evidence, he could take Peter away on the spot, but who knew that the other party was so cunning, he didn't even bring a weapon, he couldn't really arrest him, the police station hates dealing with lawyers the most, and there is still a gap between him and McBus, if he makes another fuss, it will be very bad for him.

Horace wrung in his mind for a long time, frowned, and waved his hand, "Let them go." ”

The group looked at each other for a moment, and Horace blushed, "Don't you understand what I'm saying?" ”

The gang let go of Peter and the others in a huff, and they got up from the ground with a grunt, rubbed their stiff wrists, and laughed happily.

"Don't be complacent! I'm going to catch you. Horace said viciously.

Peter: They don't care about this threat at all, they have seen a lot of big scenes, and they are still afraid of this kind of verbal threat? But Peter also understood that it was not appropriate to irritate the other party at this time, so he just pointed to the coffee and said, "Mr. Officer, don't waste it, if it's cold, it won't taste good." ”

After finishing speaking, several people left proudly with their heads held high, leaving Horace angrily kicked on the tires of the car, scolding angry French slang in his mouth, and the team members around him were also depressed with their waists, who knew that this was being tricked...