“GO，GO。” Matthew ran briskly into the living room, and the police officers who were present quickly picked up the monitoring headphones. At the same time, five agents who had just returned from the bank carried a black cash box in both their left and right hands.

There were 50 million dollars in it according to the requirements of the criminals, divided into ten boxes, 5 million dollars each. It's all genuine, real money that has just been withdrawn from the bank.

After Matthew put on his headphones, he reminded Consul Han softly beside him.

"Answer the phone."

“OK。”

Consul Han had been waiting in the Hou living room, and then found that Li Sir did not come back with the FBI agents, so he could only completely obey Matthew's command and pick up the phone from the table to his ear.

As soon as I picked up the phone, the voice of "Qian Tao" came from the other side: "Did you get the money?" ”

"Got it."

Consul Han glanced at the cash box in the hands of the detectives, and immediately nodded steadily.

"The fireworks just now, I just wanted to tell you that I wasn't joking with you, I was serious with you."

"Now take the lead in the small alley behind the 'Fuzhou Hotel' in Chinatown, and you only have 29 minutes."

"You're coming alone."

Bang, this time "Qian Tao" hung up the phone very quickly, just after talking about the location, there was only a string of blind tones from the other side of the microphone.

Consul Han looked around with the phone, frowning and very worried.

Because just now, the kidnappers didn't even give him a chance to bargain and listen to his daughter's voice, and his attitude was too resolute.

Fortunately, at this time, Matthew put down his headphones and said in a relieved voice: "Consul Han, you don't have to worry. ”

"Fifty million dollars is all ready."

"Now you're driving alone in a commercial vehicle, and our FBI team will protect you all the way. As soon as you and the convict begin a hostage exchange, we will take immediate action after confirming that Ling Yuan's life is safe. Protect people and money, and no one will be lost. ”

Consul Han walked out of the table with an expressionless face, walked over to an agent, and took the cash box in his hand. After opening the cash box and confirming that it was all full of banknotes, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is not surprising that the F.B.I. is willing to borrow the ransom money from the bank in his status. But being able to get the ransom in place so quickly is really a lot of face-saving.

You know, even if these ransoms are missing, the bank has no right to demand that he return them personally, and the FBI needs to cancel the account. Therefore, Consul Han is ready to borrow money from Li Sir privately without giving money from the bank.

After all, among his friends, the only person who can quickly come up with 50 million US dollars is probably "Li Shaoze", who has the ability to make money.

It's a pity that Li Sir hasn't come back now, otherwise he would definitely do what Li Sir told him to do first. However, according to Consul Han's understanding of Li Sir, he believes that Li Sir will come back with the FBI and must be following up on the case outside, maybe there will be some new discoveries?

"Xiao Zheng, put all this money in the car."

Consul Han handed the cash box in his hand to the female assistant beside him. Then the female assistant led the detectives to the door, opened the side door of a commercial vehicle, and put the cash boxes into the back seat one by one.

"Mr. Consul, please take this with you."

Matthew stood aside and was not idle, took out a monitoring headset and handed it to Consul Han.

"Hmm."

Consul Han nodded, and after stuffing the headset into the pinna, he found that this headset actually had a positioning function. I saw Matthew take out a small tablet with a red dot on it.

"Let's go."

The kidnappers didn't give much time, and it took about 20 minutes to get from the villa to Chinatown. So after Consul Han was ready, he immediately got into the driver's seat of the commercial car and drove to Chinatown.

Matthew and the others brought their equipment, got into a civilian police car, and followed closely behind Consul Han's car.

Chinatown.

Fuzhou Hotel, 3rd floor.

After Qian Tao hung up the phone, he looked up at a sturdy figure behind the desk.

As long as you are familiar with Qian Tao, you know that his personality has always been bohemian and ruthless. But in front of the real big boss, he was like a good baby, and cautiously reported: "It's over, boss." ”

"Okay, you remember to arrange for someone to send the little girl away."

"This time we are only for the money, and we will be able to get the money smoothly according to my plan."

A figure sitting on a sofa chair, wearing a suit and holding a cigar, looks like a winner.

It was clear that they had planned the payment steps carefully, and they were confident that they would not be caught by the FBI agents and rescue the hostages. And it can be seen from the blazing gunmen in suits all around. The behind-the-scenes boss of the "Nakajima Group" is not Japanese, not Chinese, but actually an American.

This "Fuzhou Restaurant" that serves as a nest is not so much that he likes to eat Chinese food, but that he wants to borrow Chinese elements and act as an umbrella to confuse the eye.

But really speaking, the sweet and sour taste of Fuzhou vegetables is indeed more in line with the appetite of those older ghosts. It is likely that the boss behind the scenes really likes to eat Fuzhou food, otherwise why would he open a "Fuzhou Hotel" instead of a "Guangdong Hotel"?

Qian Tao still had some doubts in his heart at this time, and said in a low voice: "Boss, will you send the little girl away now?" ”

"Will the FBI bring blank paper?"

In the usual way of the FBI, it is not strange to bring a little counterfeit money or blank paper, but it is also normal.

But the big man sitting on the sofa chair shook his head, smoked a cigar and said, "No." ”

"Get ready to do something."

Whether the FBI will pay real money or not, as the big boss behind the scenes, he is naturally prepared. Qian Tao nodded when he heard this, and immediately turned around and asked the two younger brothers to go to the warehouse in the back kitchen and bring the little girl out.

……

Half an hour ago.

Los Angeles Penitentiary.

"Hi Clive, how are you coming!" A prison guard opened the door and carried a fat man in a blue prison uniform to the prison cafeteria.

"Carter" and Li Shaoze stood at the table, clasped their hands, and looked at the decrepit ghost and fat man in front of them.

Wouldn't it be even worse to be caught in prison and put in prison, but now that I'm still being called up in the middle of the night for questioning, isn't it even worse? So this round fat man named Clive did not give the two of them a good look.

"Carter, you dare to come to me."

It turned out that Carter was the policeman who arrested him, and he was naturally upset with the other party.

However, when his gaze swept over Li Shaoze's Chinese face, his expression felt a little strange. Because he seems to have seen this man, but he doesn't know where.

"Hehe, I'm bored passing by here, so I'll come and see you."

"Officer Li, can you give him a cigarette?"

Because the visit to "Carter" did not follow the normal procedure, but took a personal favor in private, the prison administrator was willing to give him five minutes, so everyone did not visit the prison in the usual place, and there was no monitoring nearby, and the tone would be more casual.

After "Carter" finished speaking to Li Sir, Li Shaoze immediately took out a box of cigarettes from the inner pocket of his suit, took out one and handed it to Clive.

Clive took the cigarette, waited until Li Sir took out a lighter to help him light it, took a deep breath, spit out the smoke and said, "I'm sorry, a cigarette can't buy my soul." ”

"I don't know if this will work."

Li Shaoze took out a pack of pills from his pocket, which was exactly the good thing confiscated in Chinatown last time.

Although Clive has a fat head and big ears, it doesn't mean that his head is full of fat, and he still has some brains. At this time, he held a cigarette in his mouth, spread his hands and said, "You don't want to trick me into leaving fingerprints." ”

"Hey, Clive, aren't you just good at it?"

"We can give you one, and one won't leave fingerprints."

"Carter" stood aside and said something to encourage him, but Clive didn't think about it at all, and stepped back to the front of the door warning, shaking his head and saying, "Carter, not everyone is as stupid as everybody. ”

"I just wanted to come to you for news, why are you attacking me personally?"

"Now tell me, where are the people from the Nakajima Group? They are the ones who kidnapped the little girl. ”

"As long as you tell me, I won't go to court to sue you."

"Carter" took out a photo of "Xiurong" from his pocket and handed it to Clive step by step.

You know, Clive used to be in Los Angeles specializing in the business of smuggling illegal immigrants, and only he knows how many illegal foreigners are stranded in Los Angeles.

And people who specialize in this kind of head business must be very well-informed.

Qian Tao is not the only one in the "Nakajima Group" who entered the country illegally, and he can hide it from the FBI, and it is impossible to hide it from Clive in front of him.

Sure enough, after hearing the name of "Nakajima Group", Clive's expression changed, and he said with a little nervousness: "I don't know this person......"

"Your expression clearly says you know."

"It seems that the strength of the Nakajima Group is really strong, otherwise Clive would not be so afraid."

"Carter" secretly sneered in his heart, but did not begin to speak, but glanced at Officer Lee.

Because the name "Nakajima Group" came out of Officer Li's mouth, I believe that Officer Li has a better way to get Clive to speak.

Facts proved that he was not wrong, Li Shaoze put his hand into the inner pocket of the suit, took out a magazine from it, and flipped to the picture on the home page. And leaned in front of Clive, pointed to the person on the screen and asked, "Who is this?" ”

"It's you......" Clive's gaze swept back and forth, finally remembering where he had seen the man in front of him.

It turned out to be on the global wealth list.

I saw that on this Asian magazine, the first place is Li Shaoze's name and the amount of his wealth.

"Hehe, tell me where the Nakajima Group is hiding, or I'll spend money to kill your whole family."

"Look at the numbers down there, you should expect me to be joking."

The amount of money Li Shaoze published on the cover of the magazine is as high as more than $30 billion, and the magazine is still in English.

Clive looked at the string of numbers, and finally swallowed and said, "Chinatown, Fuzhou Hotel." ”

"Nakajima and his men are there."

At first, Clive thought that the Chinese in front of him was just an ordinary policeman, and he didn't expect the other party to be so big.

"Let's go, let's go to Chinatown!"

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