Los Angeles.

It's nine o'clock in the morning.

Consul Han walked out of the gate of the villa in a suit, squatted down, gently held his daughter's shoulders and smiled.

"Xiurong, Dad loves you."

Xiurong was wearing a clean school uniform and a long ponytail, and asked with clear eyes, "I will be at home after school at night?" Father. ”

Since coming to the United States, although the family has enjoyed VIP treatment, all living benefits have been guaranteed by the motherland. However, Consul Han is busy with all kinds of talks and work, and in fact, he has very little time at home every day, and he misses "Master" a little.

Consul Han smiled lightly, touched his daughter's head and replied, "No." ”

Xiurong's face looked a little depressed, but Consul Han immediately added, "I'll pick you up from school." ”

"Pull the hook!" When Xiurong heard her father's answer, she immediately smiled, and the Korean consul stretched out a little thumb.

The little girl's mood is so fickle.

Consul Han smiled and stretched out his hand to show off his face. After pulling the hook, he said goodbye again, and stood at the door of the villa, watching the two bodyguards escort Xiurong to the car. Finally, he sat in the front position and drove Xiurong out of school.

"Mr. Consul, there is a domestic phone call for you."

The female assistant walked to the door, and after making a report, Consul Han nodded, and immediately walked into the door to pick up the phone.

A new day's work has started again.

While Consul Han was busy with work, Xiurong was sitting in the back seat of the car, listening to car music, pretending to play Wing Chun, with a bright smile unique to a girl on her face.

"Alas, who taught him Wing Chun?"

The two bodyguards in the driver's seat in front of them glanced at each other, and their faces couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

At this time, the red light at the intersection came on, and they parked in front of the white line.

You know, boxing in a car doesn't look beautiful at all from the outside.

Soon, the red light turned green and the car was moving on. After passing a few corners, a police car with a siren suddenly rushed out of the intersection ahead and stopped firmly in front of the car.

A uniformed city policeman, after pushing open the door and getting out of the car, his eyes swept over the small red flag on the front of the car, and the corners of his mouth provoked a disdainful smile.

I saw him walk up to the car step by step and knock on the window gently.

"Da-da-da-da."

With a smile on his face, the policeman raised his hat to reveal his yellow hair, which turned out to be an Asian face.

The bodyguard sitting in the driver's seat was a little puzzled, but he was outside his home country, and out of respect for foreign legal concepts, he lowered the window of the car before taking out his diplomatic documents and driver's license from his pocket.

"Hello officer, do you have any questions?"

The police officer did not look at his ID, but bared his teeth and made a mocking expression: "No, there is no problem." ”

"It's just that it's rush hour!"

As soon as the city policeman finished speaking, he pulled out a pistol from his waist and aimed it at the two bodyguards in the driver's seat.

"Bang! Bang! ”

Two shocking gunshots rang out in the street, and the two bodyguards in the driver's seat were killed instantly under the surprise attack.

"Qian Tao" smiled coldly, opened the door of the back seat, and bent down to drag Xiurong out. After hearing the gunshot, Xiurong let out an exclamation and punched and kicked the criminal, but he was still caught in the ribs and turned around and stuffed into a "police car".

This is Los Angeles! This is America! Nakajima is everywhere!

Locking the car door with a click, "Qian Tao" pinched Xiurong's face and smiled: "You should be worth 50 million US dollars, right?" ”

"Your dad will regret coming to check our ship and steal our cargo!"

"If you have a kind of call the Hong Kong Island police to help him?"

With a squeak, the "police car" quickly drove off the side of the road and disappeared into the complicated roads of Los Angeles. It didn't take long for pedestrians on the side of the road to step forward and take out their mobile phones to call the police.

Soon, real police officers arrived at the scene to investigate the identity of the deceased in the car. However, when the city police in Los Angeles took out their diplomatic documents from the arms of the deceased and saw the small red flag on the front of the car, their faces changed instantly.

The news was reported layer by layer, and the FBI agents immediately took over. And when the FBI agent learned from the confession recorded by the passers-by that a little girl was kidnapped at the scene, they immediately took out a photo of "Xiurong" to confirm.

In the end, the FBI determined that the daughter of a consul in the United States of a large eastern country had been kidnapped on her way to school. The target of the kidnappers is currently unknown, and two bodyguards have died.

Due to the growing influence of the great powers of the East, the case went directly to the head of the FBI Operations Department, "Whitebeard".

After reading the case report, Officer "Whitebeard" forwarded the case to "Matthew", the head of the FBI's senior operations team.

If he let the "Bourne" of the previous "Spy Squad" come to take a look, I am afraid he will find that this "Matthew" is the person in charge of the original "Spy" and his direct superior.

It is a pity that after the failure of the "Bourne" plan and his death, "Matthew", as the person in charge of the "spy squad", must also give an explanation for the failure of the operation. After half a year of inactivity, he was transferred to the position of leader of the Senior Operations Group.

Although the rank and salary have not changed, in terms of authority and specifications, the leader of a high-level operation group and the chief officer of the spy team are completely two ranks.

Not only are the information contacted, and the terms of reference are different, but even the opportunities for future promotions, as well as the internal status, are very different.

To put it simply, Matthew is the kind of person who was miserable by Li Sir.

After taking over the case, Matthew also attached great importance to this case, and at noon that day, he took the materials and drove to the venue to inform Consul Han of the news.

Consul Han, who suddenly heard the bad news, waved his hand to show that he knew, but still suppressed his grief and finished negotiating a trade contract in the venue. It wasn't until everything was over that he returned to his villa in the evening.

After his nod, the FBI's senior operations team has now begun to move equipment into the villa. Many cars came and went one after another, stopping at the door.

Consul Han stood in the office and pondered for a long time before calling Li Shaoze. After receiving the reply that Officer Li agreed, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and put his hand back away.

"Knock knock."

At this time, Team Leader Matthew in a suit walked into the office, and his colleague was followed by two FBI agents. I saw two agents put a machine on the desk, Matthew's eyes swept over the red phone on the corner of the desk, and he said solemnly: "Mr. Consul, the murderer has obviously a strong purpose in kidnapping your daughter Xiurong. ”

"According to the thinking of normal robbers, they will call you within twenty-four hours to make a request."

"For your daughter's safety, we need to monitor all phone calls at the villa."

Consul Han saw through the federal agent's plan at a glance, and said with a sneer: "Only a phone in the living room can communicate with the outside world, and you have already monitored it." ”

"Now the phone in my office can only be dialed in by a specific dedicated number."

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to refuse your request."

The words of a consul's stern refusal cannot be taken lightly by a federal leader. Otherwise, the permanent diplomatic attaché of the motherland will definitely teach him how to behave.

Matthew understood this very well, smiled awkwardly on his face, and could only pretend to apologize negligently: "I'm sorry, Mr. Consul." ”

"It's my idea that I'm presumptuous, and my agent will leave soon."

The two detectives who had just put down the instrument heard the conversation, and immediately silently put away the line, hugged the instrument and turned to leave.

These FBi guys just don't learn well, whether it's possible or not, they like to give it a try. As long as you get a chance and get a little information, then you will make a lot of money.

However, Consul Han would not leave a chance for the ill-intentioned people, grabbed his mobile phone in his hand, and said solemnly to Matthew: "During this time, you are free to walk around the villa, but you are not allowed to enter my office. ”

"This is my bottom line!"

"And I've told a domestic police officer to come to Los Angeles, and now he's on the plane. I hope that after he comes to Los Angeles, you will be able to sincerely cooperate with him in handling the case. ”

Matthew's face changed, but he didn't expect Consul Han to transfer the police directly from the East......

This approach not only calls into question his ability, but also does not give the FBI face.

So Matthew retorted in an unhappy tone: "Mr. Consul, you should trust the ability of FBI agents, because we receive the highest salary in the whole federation. ”

"What's more, this is the United States, and your exclusive police have no law enforcement powers."

Consul Han nodded very seriously and said, "Of course, it is precisely because this is the United States that I need the help of the motherland police." ”

"Although he does not have the power to enforce the law, you have the power to enforce the law. Is that right? Officer Matthew. ”

Matthew's tone froze, and when he saw the other party's neat suit and the red badge on the corner of his clothes, he finally didn't choose to refute. Instead, after a moment of silence, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "You're right, Consul Han." ”

"We will send the most effective police officers to cooperate with the Chinese officer's actions."

Consul Han bowed slightly, watching Matthew turn around and leave the office, casting his eyes on the sky outside the window.

"Whew."

"I hope that before Officer Li arrives, everything will be fine and nothing will happen."

But when he prayed for safety, Matthew took out his mobile phone and called the Los Angeles Police Department, trying to find a way to get ready to do something.

Didn't you want us to cooperate with the Chinese police? It doesn't matter, in order not to make the matter big news, in order not to develop the case into a diplomatic crisis, Mr. Consul, whatever you say, you are what you say.

But not every police officer under the red and white flag is as well-trained as they are. For example, the Los Angeles Police Department has a lot of cops in it who are suitable for this operation.

All you need to do is find a funny detective, go to the airport to pick up the Chinese police, and then take him to Chinatown for two days. Hehe, the Chinese police should all come to Los Angeles for tourism, and the kidnapping case of the consul's daughter will end in a few days...... What a wonderful holiday.

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