Chapter 115: Technical Suppression (I)

In North Brooklyn, one of the lowest security areas in New York City, Albert's gaze rests on a dangerous wall filled with fluorescent graffiti on the side of the road, through a one-sided see-through bulletproof car window, where several bodyguards in body armor are patrolling the area.

These bodyguards are not vases to assert their employers' status, they have previously worked for Blackwater International, the famous PMC (private military contractor) company of Shamrock Jungle, and they are all well-trained killing machines, most of whom have been involved in the wars in Iraq, Syria and Libya, and their business is not just to follow their employers and beat beggars who do not know what to do.

Albert was so confident in their fighting ability that they would be better at keeping themselves safe than the NYPD, which wastes taxpayers' taxes, so he didn't risk calling the police.

If the kidnappers insist that he come alone, Albert may refuse the request or pretend to cooperate, but still keep his team of heavily armed bodyguards with him, as his own safety must come first.

But the other party seemed to expect this result, and even made it clear that Albert could bring security personnel, which surprised Albert, and he didn't have time to think about it in a panic, so he hurried to the designated place after threatening the bodyguard leader.

It was a short drive from the safe house to North Brooklyn, enough for Albert to regain his composure, and he wondered when his brain was back to functioning.

What exactly is the purpose of the kidnappers? Why is there no mention of ransom or other demands?

What's the point if they're kidnapping Everett just to force him out of the safe house?

Are they not aware of the security specifications that Casaro has arranged for a director and senior technical officer?

Or are they confident that they will be able to easily defeat the heavily armed guards?

Out of the corner of Albert's eye, he squinted to the bodyguard leader sitting next to him, as the chocolate-skinned, bald tough guy had taken off his well-made custom suit and changed into a combat suit, bulletproof vest, and tactical gun belt, holding an AR-15 automatic rifle instead of a pistol.

It's illegal to own and carry an automatic rifle into the city, but the bodyguards don't care about the law when necessary, because their employers have access to the best defense attorneys in New York State.

In the modified rear compartment, there are also more powerful military weapons than the AR series rifles, and several vehicles add up to a miniature mobile arsenal, enough to support a few small-scale street battles.

These elite soldiers with an annual salary of one million dollars and the powerful weapons they hold in their hands made Albert feel at ease and no longer worried, this was the first time he felt after walking out of the underground laboratory building, in fact, it was quite good to have this group of people with him.

At this time, the walkie-talkie buckled by the bodyguard leader sounded: "There is no one nearby, safe, over." ”

"The first team is on standby, guarding all around, and the second team expands the scope to continue the search." The team leader methodically issued instructions and then asked, "What is the condition of the nearby vantage points?" Are there suspicious targets? ”

A reply quickly came out of the walkie-talkie: "The micro drone has inspected the nearby commanding heights and found no abnormality, over." ”

The team leader's eyes moved slightly, thoughtfully.

Albert, full of doubts, couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong, Rick?" ”

"There are no public phone booths nearby." Rick, the leader of the bodyguards, utters something that puzzles Albert.

"What?"

"Doctor, the kidnappers didn't ask you for ransom or anything else over the phone, did they?"

The kidnappers forbade Albert to call the police, but did not forbid him to disclose the news to the bodyguards, who had been in the safe house for fear that the bodyguards would call the police, so he did not state the reason for going out, but after arriving at the designated place, he immediately told Rick everything he knew.

"Yes." After thinking about it, Albert nodded affirmatively, "Their only request is for me to come here, oh, and also, no police, my phone must be turned off." ”

"The kidnappers have a purpose, and it's not that they don't ask for it, it's just that they don't explain it on the phone. However, they have to find a way to let you know what they want, and if you don't know what they want, how can they get there? ”

Rick finished speaking, reaching out and poking at the car window.

"However, there was no one nearby, no cars, and there was no sign that the kidnappers were waiting here. What's more, there are no public phone booths here, and your phone is turned off. So, how do the kidnappers contact you and let you know what they want? ”

Albert was stunned, looking Rick up and down like a stranger, it turned out that he knew more than just fighting and killing, no wonder he could be the leader.

"I ...... I do not know. Perhaps, they will send someone? Albert's eyes twinkled as he spoke, and he clearly felt that what he had said was wrong.

"It's very unlikely." Rick shook his head, "First of all, why do they think we're going to wait?" Secondly, sending people is to send us hostages and intelligence, which is meaningless. ”

"But......" Albert said symbolically, then fell into deep thought, and after about ten seconds, he took out his phone and pressed and held the power button.

In just a few seconds after turning on the phone, Albert's face changed again and again.

"Hell, hell." He muttered under his breath, pressed a button on the screen, and a voice message came out of his phone.

"Al, old man, where are you? It's not your style to be late. However, I'm sure you must have something important, so it's okay, come back when you're done. ”

This is Everett's voice, and the sound of the staggered cups in the ambient sound is faintly audible.

Rick's face was as hard as his muscles, and he was moving before Albert was stunned, and soon Rick's deputy contacted the staff at Jean-Georges' restaurant and received confirmation that Councillor Charles was eating in the dining room at the moment.

"Why?" Albert couldn't understand and couldn't believe it, "Is this a prank?" ”

"No one is going to take the risk of directing a pointless prank, whatever their purpose, we're going to go back to the safe house first. First team, second team, check the vehicle! Rick's eyes were filled with anger, and although Albert's performance had given him a preconceived notion that he had never doubted the authenticity of the kidnapping, making such a low-level mistake would not only affect his year-end evaluation, but also make him feel humiliated.

Albert didn't refute, he knew he had made a mistake and that someone was beating his mind, so he stopped going to the feast.

A minute later, the walkie-talkie rang again.

"The inspection of each vehicle has been completed, and there is no abnormal condition."

Rick immediately ordered: "Route Four, withdraw to the safe house, pay attention to the vigilance, watch behind you, don't be followed." ”

The roar of the engines sounded one after another, and the bulletproof convoy walked with great momentum, while the eyes staring at them in the air were silent.