An hour later!

After receiving a call from Jack, Mark directly called a taxi to kill Jack and Debbie's current location.

Inside a safe house somewhere in Washington.

With his hands in his pockets, Mark glanced at the man who was tied to a chair by the Five Flowers.

Smiled abruptly!

directly let Jack and Debbie next to him look at each other......

Half ringing.

Mark looked away from the filthy face of the killer and tugged at a seat behind him to sit down.

Taking a sip of the Bourbon handed over by Debbie, Mark looked at Jack faintly for a long time and said, "So...... You let the target person be killed in front of your eyes? ”

Jack opened his mouth, but he wanted to speak and stopped!

But before Jack could explain anything, Mark said to himself, "...... If you hadn't gotten married in June, I'd have wanted to transfer you to a Cuban prison for two or three years......."

After speaking.

Mark repeatedly flashed a throwing knife in his right hand and stabbed it fiercely into the thigh of the killer who was pretending to be asleep in front of him.

Directly mention and pull, when Jack and Debbie are not paying attention.

A twinkle gadget was taken out of the killer's thigh......

Next second!

Yes......

The killer opened his eyes in an instant, his eyes cracking, and he screamed with all his might, like a lamb about to be slaughtered.

"Tell me who sent you to kill you!" Mark said in a deep voice, his eyes full of coldness......

"Ah......h

Syllable!

Poof!

Retracting his right hand and looking at the killer who was slapped on the floor by himself, Mark directly took the wet towel handed over by Debbie and wiped it, then stood up and looked at Jack and said, "Give you half an hour, otherwise ......"

Mark didn't finish his words, but showed a big smile at Jack!

This smile made Jack suddenly see that his hotel was gray......

Walk into the living room of the safe house.

Mark looked through a mobile USB stick that Debbie found in the plumbing pipe in the target's kitchen.

After a while, he handed it to Debbie, who came out with him.

Soon!

“…… Olier, you guys are kidnapping. ”

"Barlow, I don't quite understand what you mean."

“…… My brother, you arrested my brother, and I have a picture in my hand that says you took him. ”

“…… I don't know what you're talking about! ”

"Olier, I really regret that I thought you were my best friend."

"Barlow, I've always been your best friend."

"You took my brother!"

"Your brother has the potential to be the antidote to all the variants, and Worthington Pharmaceuticals is willing to give you a six-figure sum."

"I want my brother back!"

"Of course, when the lab staff cracks Jimmy's blood code, I promise he'll come back to you."

“…… You're illegally imprisoned, I'm going to the FBI right now. ”

"Barlow, I don't want to hurt you."

"Falk Squid ......"

"Barlow ......"

"Toot toot!"

When the audio file finished playing, Debbie, who was sitting next to the computer, looked up at Mark, who was holding her chin in her hand.

Mark asked out loud, "Who is this Oliel in the conversation?" ”

Debbie's fingers tapped on the keyboard, searching the NSA, CIA, FBI, and other databases for all of Barlow's Olier.

In less than a moment!

A photograph of a black bronze male officer appeared on the computer screen.

Zilly Olier, who served at the same time as Jason Barlow, is considered an elite soldier in a hundred battles in terms of combat experience!

But he retired a year before Barlow and now holds the position of head of safety at Worthington Pharmaceuticals......

That's it!

Yes!

Mark turned his head to look at the room where there was a thudding sound, and frowned.

As for being so violent?

Didn't you bring the truth teller you just bought last year?

Shaking his head, Mark looked directly at Debbie and said, "Take this guy, we'll go back to New York now." ”

Debbie nodded and walked towards the room behind her!

Half an hour later!

Jack, who rolled up his sleeves, simply and rudely knocked the beaten inhuman guy unconscious and threw it into the trunk.

After clapping his hands, he looked at Mark and tried to ask for credit!

Mark was speechless.

Are you thinking about whether to throw Jack in a Cuban prison for a while and then transfer him back in May?

"Back to New York!"

Mark put on his sunglasses and deliberately ignored what Jack said to Debbie by the passenger door.

But......

Just as the three of them were about to get into the car, a wah-woo-woo siren quickly approached from a distance......

"Boss?"

Debbie, who was about to get into the car, listened to the sound of the siren that gradually became clear, and looked at Mark with some puzzlement.

Then, his eyes fell on a twinkling gadget that Mark was pinching in his fingers......

"What is this?" Debbie blinked.

Mark nodded, dropped the tracker on the ground, and stepped on it with his brand-new leather shoes.

Utter destruction......

In less than a moment!

Four police cars approached directly from both ends of the boulevard, forming an encirclement around the three of them.

Next second!

"Put your head in your hands!"

"Get on your knees!"

"Get down on your knees at once......"

Looking at the dozen or so police officers who got out of the police car as if they were facing a great enemy.

Snort!

"What are you doing, put my weapons away." At this moment, a black Chevrolet bridge car arrived at the scene, and a middle-aged man of about forty-five got out of the car and scolded the police officers around him without anger.

Subsequently.

The detective, who served as the third precinct in Washington, walked directly past his officer and walked in front of Mark.

Mark smiled, but didn't speak.

When he sensed that the killer had a tracker in his body, Mark planned to lure the snake out of the hole.

The person who came by accident would have been a team of killers secretly recruited by some dwarf gnome......

But I didn't expect it......

As for tracking it down?

Don't make a fuss, the reliability of the FBI's safe house is still there.

So.

There is only one possibility left......

Looking at the Washington Inspector in front of him, who was half a head shorter than himself and still had wrinkles on his face, Mark shook his head but said with some puzzlement: "When did you start working for those capitalists?" ”

Rosh Stan, homicide detective at the Washington Police Department's Third Division, has a younger sister who was a classmate of Mark's in college......

Roshgan, whose hair was also a little gray, smiled dryly but said, "I'm not you Mark, I don't have such good resources." ”

Compared with Mark, Rosh can be said to have started as a patrol police officer step by step, three years of patrolling, five years of miscellaneous ...... A few years ago, in a collaboration with Mark, he was finally promoted to the position of Detective of the Homicide Unit.

Mark heard this and was silent for a while.

Nodding, he waved his hand at Jack, who was still standing in the trunk in a daze.

Subsequently.

looked at Rosh and said lightly: "This is for Alicia's sake, only this time, Rosh!" If you are in the company of darkness, you will eventually become darkness, this sentence ...... You told me that. ”

Rosh smiled reluctantly......

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