Chapter 228: The Marriott Hotel
Just got in the car, fart. Before he could sit down, he shouted in his ear, "Be careful."
The powerful push back force brought by the surging power of more than 6 seconds of 100 meters pressed the fat man on the seat, and the Mercedes-Benz taxi shot out, and the man in the suit raised the gun but put it down, the distance was shortened, the target was in the car, the shooting accuracy was greatly reduced, and it was easy to attract the police.
Even so, the man's action of raising a gun still caused several passers-by to exclaim, and some of them had already reached out their mobile phones and started calling the police.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the man in the suit trotted around a street corner and disappeared into the vast sea of people.
Merging into the river, Heidi slowed down and looked behind her in the rearview mirror, where the man in the suit showed no signs of catching up: "Ryan, why are people chasing you wherever you go?" What bad things have you done to keep people in hot pursuit? ”
The fat man's face was full of wry smiles, he was an economist, writing papers, attending some events, and living peacefully and steadily with his wife in Los Angeles.
Shaking his head depressedly, the fat man was puzzled: "I'll tell you all about it first, and I wonder what the hell is going on." ”
After a long discussion with Heidi, she finally nodded and agreed to help, on the premise that the fat man would pay her $5,000 in cash afterwards.
Heidi is from Mexico, originally in Chicago, and was kicked out by the immigration department, so she smuggled to Paris, and became a well-known black family with no identity.
For more than 1 year, Heidi's greatest wish is to get a fake certificate, which is not the kind of shoddy fake certificate in China, but a document that can withstand police inspection.
Only with this certificate did Heidi dare to look for a job in such a bright way, to find a relatively stable job, instead of driving someone else's taxi out to earn a little money through a few friends in the auto repair shop as she is now.
So after the last car accident, Heidi fished the bottle ashore and hurried away, and if she stayed there, she would have been put in jail when the police came.
After the fat man's careful recollection, he remembered a very important matter, and that was the schedule of the debate. This is something that the fat man knew by heart before he took off from the United States.
Today, it should be the debate that organizes the families of the participants to visit an art exhibition, which means that Rachel will definitely go. When the fat man was unwilling, and Heidi was dismissive, the fat man explained, "I think it's very likely that Rachel was held hostage by someone who wanted to kill me, otherwise she wouldn't have done that." ”
According to the fat man's attention, Heidi drove the car to the door of the Marriott Hotel, through the hotel's extremely clean floor-to-ceiling glass, all the activities and personnel in the ground floor hall, Heidi could see clearly in the car.
Rachel kissed a handsome man goodbye at the door of the hotel and left the hotel in an SUV driven by the man in a suit who had only been seen by Heidi chasing the fat man.
Heidi took out her phone and called the fat man. The worn-out second-hand mobile phone in the fat man's hand was bought by Heidi in advance, and Heidi remembered this account very well, and the settlement should be clear with the $5,000, as well as the loss in his own house, and the fat man also had to pay.
"I'm outside the exhibition hall, you're keeping an eye over there, and if you just say goodbye to the man and go to pick her up after attending the meeting, you can let me know immediately." The fat man admonished.
Without making the fat man wait long, the SUV drove straight to the door of the showroom, put down Rachel, and then drove to the underground parking lot not far away.
Wang Shui'er took her bag and walked into the exhibition hall with all manners, according to her temperament, she didn't like to participate in this kind of activity very much, but Paul said that this is following the crowd, and refusing is not beautiful.
This kind of pure Western modern painting style, Wang Shui'er really can't understand it, but pretending, Wang Shui'er secretly said in his heart, who wouldn't do this.
Pursing the corners of her mouth with disdain, Wang Shui'er looked at the paintings on the wall, she felt that there should be many people like herself here.
The fat man looked at the graceful waist in front of him, the unique back high-slit cheongsam, bright to indescribable colors, a peacock passed by, and the peacock's eyes looked at the pearl on the bun.
"Rachel, it's me." The fat man approached Wang Shui'er and called softly.
Wang Shui'er turned around, and there was no change in the expression on her face. She pulled the fat man and walked to another cubicle, at the door of the exhibition hall, the man in the suit parked the car and came in, his eyes scanned left and right, looking for Wang Shui'er.
Staring at Wang Shui'er in a daze, the fat man asked, "Rachel, what the hell is going on?" What's going on? Why did I leave the hotel without entering? ”
Catching a glimpse of the shadow of the man in the suit, Wang Shui'er pulled the fat man around in a circle with the man in the suit in a few compartments, and said quickly: "Ryan, you leave quickly, otherwise you will be in danger." ”
The fat man was angry, very angry, he stood up, grabbed Wang Shui'er's shoulders with both hands, and looked at her bright eyes: "I want you to tell me." ”
The man in the suit searched around incessantly, and he even found a phone number that he didn't know who he was contacting. Wang Shui'er was anxious, she hugged the fat man and kissed him fiercely on the lips: "Ryan, you know why you left without entering the hotel, because Ieni left your passport at the airport, and you are going back to the airport to look for your passport." ”
Pushing away the fat man, Wang Shui'er walked out of the cubicle in a few steps, and the man in the suit also saw her, walked over quickly and kept a distance of half a meter behind Wang Shui'er, and everyone returned to normal to visit the art exhibition.
Heidi was sitting in a taxi and suddenly saw Paul come out of the Marriott Hotel, hail a taxi, and speed away in the direction of the exhibition.
She immediately dialed the fat man's mobile phone, and the fat man had already avoided the sight of the man in the suit and slipped out of the exhibition hall.
Waiting for Heidi to pick up the fat man not far from the exhibition, outside the exhibition hall, Paul and Wang Shuier were waiting for the man in the suit to drive over, Paul was reprimanding something, Wang Shui'er looked calm and indifferent.
"To the airport, Heidi, I know what I was doing in your car in front of the hotel." The fat man let go of his concern for his wife, everything has to be done step by step, and he can't eat hot rice balls in a hurry.
Mandy? Patinkin was also in the presidential suite of the Marriott Hotel at this time, and sitting across from him was the leader of the conference, Don Brown. Bryce.
Session host Jonado? Sadokis sat uneasily aside, the two bigwigs in their respective fields in front of him had already collapsed, and he was in a dilemma in the middle, and whoever he spoke to would inevitably offend the other person.
"Don." Mandy had a calm face: "Don't you think it's bad to hand over your plan to the U.S. government, and we will come forward to promote and assist those countries around the world to develop?" ”
Of course it's not good, Bryce sneered in his heart, not good at all.
What Mandy had in mind, Bryce knew in his heart. The U.S. government does not want to manipulate the Third World economically, not only to let the material and mineral deposits of the Third World go into its hands, but also to firmly control the current situation in the Third World through economic constraints.
The third negotiation broke up unhappily, and Bryce once again rejected Mandy's $100 million project plan, saying that it was a project plan, and of course the money would definitely go into Bryce's private account.
As soon as the negotiations collapsed, the CIA and Secret Service agents stationed in the hotel immediately transferred Mandy to another hotel completely guarded by the CIA, despite Mandy's own strong opposition.
Coleman and Yang Qian's work went very well, and in the deal with the "Azam Martyrs Brigade", 12 members of the Martyrs Brigade were wiped out by GIGN. Overnight, the GIGN interrogated 12 members of the Martyrs' Brigade without interruption, and neither the truth pills nor some conventional injections that amplifies the pain nerves had any effect on these determined Martyrs Brigade members.
Standing behind a single glass wall, Coleman sighed to Yang Qian: "There is faith, whether it is us or these. Fear. Fear. Molecules will be an extremely terrible thing, and they will be impossible to conquer. ”
Yang Qian disagreed, there are many ways to conquer, at the beginning, Wang Lei didn't conquer Mori who was not able to find a breakthrough in the CIA for half a year in Guantanamo Bay Prison? Abraham.
It was Coleman who was personally involved, and he couldn't argue with it, and he won't either. In his opinion, Wang Lei is much more terrible than the members of the Martyrs Brigade who are locked inside.
Coleman even doubted that if Wang Lei was detained in such a place one day, would the people who went to interrogate him be rebelled by him on the spot or would he have taken a lot of information before he interrogated anything?
This is possible, there is a great possibility, Coleman couldn't help but nodded, and casually told Yang Qian what he had just said as a joke.
This is not only possible, Yang Qian knows very well that what has happened in China, Robert must know, but Coleman doesn't know.
Wang Lei has shortcomings, Lin Long, his wife, and his favorite are his biggest weaknesses, as long as he grasps this, the fat man must be caught.
Now, this shortcoming has been filled, although the way to make up for it is very cruel, but Wang Lei is now impeccable, at least Yang Qian thinks so.
There was no news of Wang Lei for a few days, and Cowman received either a call from Paul, or Wang Shui'er would call Yang Qian. When asked about Wang Lei, the answer over there was always for the sake of instructions, and no one should disturb him.
Out of absolute trust in the fat man, Cowman and Yang Qian chose to believe and remained silent.
Shire? At the Charles de Gaulle airport service desk, the fat man and Heidi stood at a counter, and the fat man's smile was so sincere: "Hello, my name is Ryan, and my box fell at the exit of the departure hall." ”
Describing the shape and color of the small box in his memory, a black woman in an airport uniform casually took out a small business case from under the table and placed it on the table.