556 Countering Violence with Violence (2nd Watch)
When the director shouted to stop, the corners of Wei An's mouth twitched twice, that action was a little similar to Mei Yu, he let go of his arm, Mei Yu's hand naturally slipped from his waist, and he held a needle in his palm, a sharp weapon that killed people without seeing blood.
Facing Mei Yu's threatening eyes, Wei An raised his hands and signaled peace, and the smile on his face was still the same: "AY, you still look beautiful when you are angry." β
The words are very sincere, this is a dedicated pervert.
Mei Yu pursed her lower lip and didn't answer him.
After two days of intense filming of Vian's scene, he flew back to New York, where he still had a lot of business to attend to as a member of Congress.
Wei An got up very early, ran around the high-end community, and after gaining the flattery of the female neighbor, he took a shower with great interest, thinking in his heart that things would have to be done for a few days, thinking of the little wild cat, his body was naturally hot.
He entered the office building energetically, greeted every staff member he knew, and as an idol congressman, his campaign magic weapon was a strong affinity.
Young, sexy, exuberant energy, this is the greatest virtue of a handsome congressman.
When I arrived at the office, the competent assistant had already put the mail he had received in the morning on Mr. Councillor's desk.
Wei An had a letter opener in his hand, and looked at them one by one.
This is another advantage of young parliamentarians, who like to do everything themselves.
With a clang, metal slipped from the envelope, and Vian bent down and grossed twice at the bottom of the table, his body stiffening when he touched the small, spiky thing. The shape of the thing had been simulated in my mind.
He slowly stretched out his hand and sat up straight. Spread out his palms and looked intently at the small thing in his palm, flashing with a metal-specific light, a small bullet casing.
He looked at it for a while, put the bullet casing aside, and picked up the envelope on the table, the opponent was very old and left him no clues, this was a very ordinary envelope. Ordinary enough to be completely homemade with a piece of A4 white paper!
Vian's eyes darkened, he picked up the phone and dialed a number.
His private wall quickly walked in, and Jossen put down the box in his hand and put on his white gloves. The bullet casing was picked up with tweezers and placed on a white handkerchief, and the envelope was disposed of in the same way.
After putting away the evidenceβ Sen shrugged his shoulders, looked at the patron with a look of disdain and said, "It's a veteran, don't hold it too much." β
Wei An leaned back in the chair, he has come to this point, and there are many enemies, but recently he has been busy filming. No one should go out of their way to greet him.
Jossen hesitated and asked, "Boss." Do you want to notify the above? β
Above, naturally, it is the FBI, and this kind of threatening letter that threatens the lives of important people is originally within their scope of handling.
Vian shook his head, "Wait. β
The opponent did not disappoint him, and the next day, he received the exact same letter.
This time, the envelope was directly taken by Qiao Sen who was wearing gloves, he opened the envelope, and a bullet still slipped out of it, Qiao Sen pursed his lips, and his brows furrowed fiercely: "This guy, there are no fingerprints on the envelope and bullets, the envelope is very ordinary, there is no way to investigate the source, and the bullet is also, the mass-produced A3 pistol bullet, this kind of pistol we have sold to many countries, it is difficult to trace the whereabouts." β
Qiao Sen paused, looked at the boss's unhappy face, and continued faithfully: "The source of the letters has also been traced, and these two letters have passed through at least seven courier companies, and the clues were quickly broken in the search. β
Vian's voice was a little gloomy: "That is, nothing? β
Jossen bowed his head and acquiesced to Vian's statement.
Vian picked up the phone, "It seems that we can only ask professionals to help." β
Those FBI bitches, but they won't let go of any smell of blood, this is a double-edged sword, if you don't use it well, you will hurt yourself.
didn't give him much time to hesitate, before he made a call, the mobile phone rang naturally, and he subconsciously glanced at it, this mobile phone was carried with him, and only very important partners and family members knew the number.
Obviously, the number shown above at this point is a stranger.
"Mr. Vian? If it's convenient, come to the Hilton on Fifth Avenue once. β
The man's voice was a bit rappy, and he didn't seem to be proficient in English, but he spoke slowly, so Vian could hear it clearly.
Hanging up the phone, Wei An stood up, picked up the blazer on the chair with his backhand, walked out, and said to Qiao Sen on the side, "You come with me." β
The two of them got into Vian's car and drove towards the Hilton Hotel at a high speed.
According to the room number given by the man, Wei An calmly knocked on the door, he can live in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, this person is at least very rich.
The door opened, and Vian looked at the person who opened the door, and quickly made a judgment in his mind - the Asian man, relatively young, dressed neatly and tastefully.
This is a well-off, well-cultivated upper-class citizen.
The man let him look at him, and after a moment, he smiled, "Mr. Vian, please come in." β
The man let Vian into the couch, his wall Jossen stood behind the couch, and the man himself entered the bar.
Vian put on a flawless smile and asked, "Don't know your name yet?" β
The man said calmly: "Liu Dong." β
Vian muttered it again, knowing that it was the man's real name, an Asian name.
Liu Dong looked at Wei An, always with a faint smile on his face, the wall behind Wei An is a good hand, from his so strong body, but when he walks in like a cat, it can be easily judged that this is a peer.
It's best to have someone who knows how to do it, and the conversation will be very simple.
Liu Dong propped up the bar with both hands, "Mr. Wei'an, what do you want to drink?" β
Wei An raised his eyebrows: "Whatever." β
Liu Dongmian turned half of his body without changing his color, his slender fingers swiped over the wine bottle behind him, and quickly chose one main wine and four pairings.
His fingers quickly lifted the cap and opened the bow left and right. The wine was poured into a silver barrel, and as his hands flew up and downβ, the wine poured into the glass was an almost inky black.
Liu Dong picked up the glass of wine and gently placed it in front of Wei An, and he also sat opposite him.
Wei An picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "It's a little bitter, but it feels good, what's it called?" β
Liu Dong smiled lightly: "Waiting, the name of this glass of wine is Waiting." β
Vian put down the wine glass in his hand. looked at Liu Dong meaningfully: "Mr. Liu came to me, what is the matter, as a member of Congress, my time is precious." β
Liu Dong stretched out his slender fingers. Flicked the bowl cup. The cup made a crisp sound, "This is it, wait." Why can't you just wait honestly and attack territory that doesn't belong to you in an aggressive posture? β
Wei An's eyes narrowed, he stood up with a swish, and said, "I think, you are too much to manage." β
Liu Dong also stood up, and Wei An was surprised to find that β an Asian man, although slightly shorter than him, gradually gathered a heavy storm, and the pressure was coming.
"It's not me, it's us, if you have to intervene, then you can keep the agreement."
Wei An snorted, strode out, and when his hand touched the doorknob, he couldn't help but turn around and ask, "What agreement, what agreement?" β
Liu Dong raised his head, and his beautiful black eyes sparkled: "Before she is 25 years old, as long as she guards her, no one can break her wings, anyone!" β
The last three words, he spoke slowly, with great determination.
The corners of Wei'an's mouth hooked, he opened the door and strode out, until he reached the elevator, and the anger in his heart calmed down a little.
He looked up at his wall and complained dissatisfiedly: "How dare he threaten me!" β
Qiao Sen's face was tense, as if he was facing a great enemy, he lowered his head, and his voice was deliberately lowered: "No, sir, that is not a warning, I think it is more appropriate to say that it is a threat." β
Vian looked at the wall suspiciously, this former Navy SEAL, with many years of special forces experience, is a very good fighter.
Qiao Sen habitually stuck out his tongue and licked his lips: "He's the guy who gave you the mail bullet, it's definitely him, he smells of fireworks." β
Vian paused, pressed the elevator button again, and the elevator door that was almost closed reopened.
Wei An stepped into the elevator and loosened his tie anxiously: "Leave him to the FBI to deal with!" β
Qiao Sen's face changed, and he dissuaded: "No, you'd better not, that's a sniper, a top sniper, if he doesn't die, it's you." β
Vian narrowed his eyes with a look of suspicion: "Sniper? β
Qiao Sen saw the crowd outside the elevator, closed his mouth, strode out of the hotel, and when the two of them got into the car, Qiao Sen explained while starting: "Didn't you see the process of him mixing wine for you?" His hands are very steady, he opens his bow from side to side, and he doesn't spill a drop of wine, and he keeps watching you during the bartending. β
He didn't hesitate to conclude: "With incredible concentration and an unmatched pair of stable hands, he must be a top sniper." β
Wei An understood what Qiao Sen meant, although Qiao Sen was a marine, his guns, fists and feet were first-class, and the wall work was also in place, but no matter how strong the shield was, he couldn't carry the sharpest spear.
And when I saw that person today, his food, clothing, housing and transportation were all extraordinary, and it can be seen that he did things very carefully, and he would definitely not leave any handles.
Wei An had no doubt that if he checked the entry record of the person named Liu Dong, the passport he held must be a small and remote country.
He said unhappily: "Can we only do what he says?" β
Jossen answered faithfully: "Obviously, you'd better do it. β
When Wei An returned to the crew, he looked at the handsome man who claimed to be next to Mei Yu, and had to stretch out his hand, pretending to meet for the first time, and greeted: "Hello, Mr. Liu Dong, I'm Wei An." β
His hands hurt so much, this man is really strong.
Ahem, see you tomorrow, I'll miss you, if you miss me, remember to leave me a message, I'll read it, love all the good boys who leave messages. (To be continued.) , () Vote for recommendation, monthly pass,,γ