Chapter 22: A Rebellious Girl
After the fat patrol left, Reeves's expression became a little solemn, because when the bald man who had just blocked the road and robbed fell to the ground, under his suit, Reeves saw a modified MR73 revolver, MR-73 with a total length of 195 mm and a weight of 880 grams, which is a double-action revolver produced by the French company Manurhin, with high precision and powerful firepower, it is a special weapon for the elite troops of the French gendarmerie, and the bodyguards of many French rich politicians are also equipped with this pistol. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Reeves first ruled out the official background of the visitor, recalled the dress and standing posture of the two of them, and targeted the personal bodyguard. Thinking back to the child's play robbery just now, Reeves deduced that it must have been a prank by the son of a rich man.
Thinking of this, Reeves was even more confused. How can there be such an unobtrusive person in his social circle, and he will know the rich children in his heart to be broader, that is, the children of those family friends, but Reeves and they are not close to each other on weekdays, and they have no friendship, but there is no holiday. After thinking about it, it still doesn't come to fruition, who is so boring?
Reeves subconsciously looked around, according to his understanding of the rich children in France, since the robbery scene was arranged, there was no fun in watching the people behind them, so the people should be nearby, watching this good show somewhere.
This is too blatant, don't look for it at all, this road is not allowed to park, but a Bugatti EB16.4 Weihang sports car and a black Renault are parked more than ten meters behind you. The two cars on the empty street are so conspicuous that it is difficult to find them.
Renault was obviously the car of the two just now, ordinary and low-key; And the people in the Bugatti sports car are obviously behind the scenes.
It's just that judging from that car, this rich second generation is not small! Reeves' heart froze. The Bugatti EB16.4 is known as the world's most expensive sports car, selling for about $1.2 million each (including tax). It is also the fastest sports car with a top speed of 405.7 km/h. You can also customize your own color and other personalized parameter design, which is very suitable for the top rich second generation taste with a distinctive personality.
Reeves walked over slowly, the window was dark glass, and he couldn't see the inside, only the film color of the front windshield was slightly lighter, and he could vaguely see a rebellious girl sitting in the car.
Looking at the girl's vague outline, Reeves really couldn't remember knowing this person, let alone celebrating the holiday, and tapped his right hand on the window glass to ask for clarification.
The Bugatti EB16.4 Weihang, which has a DSG dual-clutch transmission and a 0-100km/h acceleration time of only 2.5 seconds, has rushed far away in the blink of an eye, and when the sports car drove out, the tires pressed through the puddles, splashing a puddle of water, drenching Reeves's clothes. What's even more depressing is that Reeves's hand on the car window didn't have time to retract it, it was scraped, and a piece of skin fell off his fingertips, and Reeves, who was in pain, wanted to curse.
It's just that the sports car didn't go away, but stopped again, and then suddenly reversed and stopped twenty meters in front of Reeves, the girl in the car slowly rolled down the window, stretched out a slender and white arm, the delicate skin under the sun reflected a different kind of luster, it was very good-looking, but the subsequent movements were not good-looking, the jade-like five fingers were clenched into fists, only the middle finger was stretched out, and it was still dangling in the air.
āf-u-c-kļ¼ā Reeves rarely burst into a foul mouth with the same meaning as a gesture, and was teased by a woman like this, but for no reason, not to mention how aggrieved he was, he turned the ball forward, took a step with his left foot, raised his right foot in a semicircle, and slammed it on the football, the ball was like a bullet, shooting straight towards the sports car in the distance.
Only a loud bang was heard hitting the iron plate, and the football hit the rear of the sports car accurately. Reeves glanced at it from a distance, and the rear of the high-strength aluminum alloy and carbon fiber material was deflated, and even the headlights next to it were broken.
There were a few vague shrill female voices in the car, Reeves didn't have to guess and knew that it wasn't something good, relieved the sullenness in his heart a little, shook his head, stepped forward to pick up the rebounding football, and checked it with some distress, fortunately it was not bad, and his mood was much better.
After Reeves checked the football, he looked up to see that the sports car was still parked, and the woman in the car was still chattering and swearing, vaguely like Wren's accent.
Don't bother, don't go! Reeves deliberately let out a loud shout, threw the ball high in the air, and swung his right leg away, looking ready to shoot again. The girl in the sports car saw this scene from the rearview mirror, hurriedly stopped scolding, stepped on the accelerator, and drove full horsepower, the strong power made the car quickly disappear from view, and Reeves was in a better mood.
Reeves was about to leave, suddenly remembered the Renault car parked behind him, took a few steps back, pulled the door casually, and opened it, it should be in a hurry, so the door was not locked, and the probe looked at it, and the key was not pulled, Reeves got into the car, opened the drawer in front of the passenger seat, and rummaged for information that could know the identity of the owner, however, Reeves was disappointed and did not find anything useful.
However, in the hidden compartment under the seat, Reeves found a briefcase filled with special operations weapons and ammunition, including an MP5K submachine gun and ammunition, a tranquilizer grenade, a stun grenade, and a powerful grenade. Among them, the MP5K submachine gun is a miniature weapon designed specifically to protect VIPs, with a caliber of 9-19 mm, capable of installing a laser sighting system, which can fire at terrorist targets at a range of 50 meters. Reeves was even more sure that the two were the girl's bodyguards.
Reeves looked at this Renault carefully, the car is very ordinary, very cheap model, but the inside has been carefully transformed, all leather seats, audio equipment is also high-end, there are miniature communication systems and positioning systems on the car, the front cover is lifted, and the engine and other equipment have also been replaced. Reeves made a rough estimate of the car, how could it be a million francs.
This is not a small amount of money, Reeves estimates that the two will come back to pick up the car, I have to leave a lesson for them, there is no store here, so there is no monitoring installed on this road, Reeves is relieved to boldly find the toolbox from the car, take out a thin wire, and then unscrew the valve cap of the tire, and slowly prick it down with the wire to the valve, and after a while, I heard the sound of the silk, and the remaining three tires were also deflated, and I did something in the rear of the car.
After these things were done, Reeves patted the dust on his hands, put the toolbox back in the car, looked at his work with satisfaction, and punished him slightly, this is the price of being a tiger.
In the end, he also removed the car keys, and Reeves left satisfied.
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After a while, Contenstine and Raymond, who had run several streets, walked back leisurely and came to the corner of the parking street, and saw that Miss's car had left, Raymond said with some anxiety on his face: "Miss won't be angry, right?" ā
Contenstin said in an awkward voice because of the cotton stuffed in his nostrils, "No, she saw the situation, we did what she ordered, but the police came, it was impossible to continue, and I was also injured?" ā
Speaking of this, Contenstin touched his nose in a sneer, unwilling to continue talking about this topic, and looked at the locator in his hand, "Miss has already returned to the hotel, and we should go back too." Raymond nodded.
Contenstine glanced at the street and made sure there was no ambush, the two walked to the car, "Merde?!" (Equivalent to TMD and English ****, the French often hang on the lips)" saw Reeves' masterpiece, and the two couldn't help but burst into foul language.
Four tires were completely flat.
It's a bit remote here, where is there a place to repair the car, and the two of them came to Lille for the first time, and there was no car repair phone to call someone over.
Contenstin sat in the cab, "Merde?!" Merde?ļ¼ Only then did I find out that the car keys had also been removed.
Contenstine took a long breath, trying not to make himself angry, he didn't like the feeling of being angry, sorted out his emotions, and finally calmed down, without the car keys, he could also start the car, remove the plastic case under the steering wheel, pull off the two wires behind the ignition lock, and then touch the two wires a few times before they ignited.
But the car didn't take a few steps before it turned off, and Constantine couldn't help but pat the steering wheel in annoyance, and the car horn sounded, and he felt even more irritable.
The two got out of the car and lifted the front cover, checked it, but didn't find the reason, Constantine checked the whole car again, and finally found a food packaging bag in the tailpipe of the car, fell it to the ground hard, and stepped on it a few times before relieving it a little.
The two got back into the car and lit the fire, and then drove normally, accompanied by the rattle of the airless wheels on the street.
The rhythm is distinct, but not moving.
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Reeves walked for a while, and finally arrived at the rented house, which was a two-story cottage with a single door and a single courtyard, just a twenty-minute walk from the training base, which was originally the home of a teacher at the University of Lille, and the owner of the house went to Germany to settle down this year because of a job change, and the house here was reluctant to sell, so he asked someone to rent it out.
A few days ago, Rivi asked an elder to find a house for him, the elder happened to have some friendship with the owner, and knew that the house was going to be rented, so he brought Reeves over to see, Reeves was very satisfied, it was very close to the club, the house was decorated in the style he liked, and the surrounding environment was very quiet, so he rented it.
Pushing open the courtyard door, no one has lived in the mailbox for half a year, the mailbox is full of letters, Reeves took out a pile of letters, held them in his hands, brought them into the house, and found a box to put it in.
No one lived in the house for a long time, there was a lot of dust, but fortunately, Reeves had found someone to clean up in advance, it was very clean and tidy, Reeves put the box and backpack behind the door at will, went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into clean clothes, and fell asleep on the sofa in the living room with the ball.