At six o'clock in the evening, it is the time for people to prepare for dinner, and the smell of food fills the Chinatown, which arouses the appetite in the stomachs of passers-by, and opposite the Fuzhou Hotel, directly below the white light box on the street, two guys holding lunch boxes are squatting.

Carter and Li Yan, a pair of blacks and yellows, will naturally attract the curiosity and attention of passers-by.

"Lee, how long are we going to wait here?"

Ka twisted the disposable wooden chopsticks, got the Fujian-style meat swallow in the lunch box into his mouth, and said vaguely while chewing.

"The most taboo thing about street stalking is to act blindly, and if you wait, you can definitely wait."

Li Yan was holding a box of sauce-popped hump skin in his hand, and while eating, his eyes were also looking at every guest who walked into the Fuzhou Hotel.

Hearing Li Yan's words, Carter could only obediently shut his mouth, but his eyes quickly fell on the passing vehicles.

These two people, one is a criminal police officer from Hong Kong, and the other is a patrol police officer from New York.

Although they are both police officers, the direction of focus is different, Li Yan's attention is mainly on observing guests, while Carter is paying attention to passing vehicles, but in the final analysis, they are both looking for targets.

Soon, a black sedan pulled up in front of the Fuzhou Hotel, attracting Carter's attention.

A small bald head wearing a gray suit with a few bandages around his shoulders walked out of the car, and then walked into the Fuzhou Hotel, so Carter immediately patted Li Yan on the shoulder and motioned for him to look at the person.

"Lee, it's that person, it's the person we're looking for, that guy named Nakajima!"

"Shhh

Carter's eyes widened involuntarily, and he shouted happily, and then Li Yan quickly covered his mouth.

Passers-by glanced at the two men with strange glances, but they didn't particularly care, and Carter realized that he was a little too excited, grinning embarrassedly, revealing a row of large white teeth.

At this moment, the Consulate General in New York is silent.

A large number of agents are working hard to sort through the dollars sent by the cash trucks into suitcases with locators.

The kidnapping case of the kidnappers Nakajima and his entourage was not a crime of passion, but a long-planned operation, and the purpose was not to demand ransom, but to retaliate against the SAR government's crackdown on their smuggling crimes, without giving any possibility of negotiation at all.

In this case, it can only be a special amount of money approved by the government, which is sent to the Consulate General through the channel of foreign exchange as a ransom.

Of course, this money will never be lost for no reason.

As long as the hostages are successfully rescued, the Nakajima mafia violent group will be targeted by two countries at the same time, and when that time comes, it is not up to the Consulate General to know whether it will jointly handle the case across borders or directly dispatch anti-terrorist forces to exterminate it.

After this incident, Consul Han has already met the situation that his political career may be affected in the future, but he can no longer take care of it, for him, for a father, the safety of his daughter's life is more important than anything external.

On the second floor of the Fuzhou Hotel, Nakajima, who was shot and wounded in the shoulder by Lin Cheng and wrapped in a circle of white bandages, slowly walked into the golden-decorated boss's office with a gloomy face.

He still hadn't figured out who the guy who suddenly appeared and shot at him was, and which side of the force he belonged to.

Whether it is the police inspector Li Yan from Hong Kong, or the black federal police next to Li Yan, or the FBI who oversees the case, when facing the kidnapping incident, in the face of the kidnapper, he will not shoot him directly, but that person ......

Nakajima knew that if Li Yan hadn't appeared in time and kicked out the gun in the man's hand, I'm afraid that the man would have really dared to shoot.

"Boss—"

There were already many gangsters in the boss's office, and when they saw the boss Nakajima appear, they got up to greet him, and lowered their heads according to Japanese habits, but Nakajima walked over directly without looking, sat on the boss's chair, and picked up the phone on the desk.

At the Consulate General, FBI agents have already established a sound monitoring mechanism, waiting for the kidnapper Nakajima and his party to call again.

And when the phone on Consul Han's desk rang again, everyone in the room focused on Consul Han and the new leader who had parachuted in, waiting for their decision.

Agent Ross has been transferred and replaced by a veteran CIA agent, Frank Moses.

This old agent has a very obvious feature is that he is bald, wearing a navy blue suit, and a CIA ID card pinned to his chest, a typical tough guy image, he picked up the phone, handed it to Consul Han, and reached out to pat Consul Han's shoulder, and slowly spoke in a calm voice.

"Don't worry, we'll fix the problem."

Compared to the previous Agent Ross, who was above the top, this old agent was obviously more trusted.

"Is the money ready?"

On the other end of the phone was Nakajima's voice, which went straight to the point as soon as it came.

"Ready."

Consul Han looked at the dozen or so black suitcases containing US dollars in his office, and the expression on his face was not good-looking.

"Then I hope this time you can realize that I am serious, send the money to the alley behind the Fuzhou Hotel in Chinatown, you only have half an hour, you are alone, you are not allowed to take anyone, otherwise I can't guarantee your daughter's safety."

Nakajima hung up the phone directly.

"Everyone, prepare to act, fully monitor the Chinatown Fuzhou Hotel, Consul Han, the locator device has been installed in the cash box, you drive the box yourself, our people will protect you in secret, and when your daughter is safe, we will deal with these people."

Old Agent Frank Moses immediately took command.

The FBI agents in the room accepted the order and quickly began to act, loaded the boxes of dollars into the car, and left the consulate general with Consul Han, forming a whole convoy in the direction of Manhattan's Chinatown.

At this time, at the door of the Fuzhou Hotel, Li Yan and Carter were thinking about how to act.

"It's better than this, they don't know me anyway, I'll go first to find out the situation, if there is danger, you can save me at any time."

Carter volunteered to go to the tiger's den alone, and handed Li Yan the gun and police badge on his body as he spoke.

Li Yan thought about it and agreed, took the gun and the police badge, after all, he had dealt with the people of the Nakajima Gang, and the other party would definitely recognize him, and Nakajima and the others didn't know Carter, as long as he was a little careful, Carter could touch it.

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside, if you're in danger and try to make a little bit of a noise, I'll rush straight in."