A man is a teenager until he dies.

George was also once young.

And......

Although they have only been partners for a year, George also thinks that he knows Booker as well as Booker knows him.

But......

This time George was wrong.

Booker is a good royal sister, but, if this royal sister is from the CIA, then, no matter how good it is, she will not go well.

After all, the C.I.A. doesn't want to provoke.

But......

It's okay to play.

Booker blinked, glanced at George with an expression I didn't understand, and then, again, continued toward Catherine Vivien over there, with that fiery gaze eager to be corrected on the spot.

Come on.

Go on.

Someone has tested your depth, have you finished testing, and give you a chance to try someone's depth?

Seeing this, Bob next to him, following George, interrupted the competition again, and said directly to Catherine Vivien: "List of textile mills!" ”

Catherine Vivien looked at Bob.

"List?"

"Yes."

"I'm sorry."

Catherine Vivien shook her head, "We don't have that in our deal!" ”

Bob was expressionless, and his right hand was already on his waist: "In our trading, we also didn't sacrifice a single colleague of ours. ”

Catherine Vivian glanced at Bob's movements, and a bright smile appeared on her face: "Detective Hayes, at that time, we had a word first, I was only responsible for recommending your people to the textile factory, and the rest of the things have nothing to do with me, what, do you plan to break the contract?" ”

"My people can't die in vain!"

"So what?"

The words fell.

Bob Hayes had already directly taken out the matching gun on his waist, clicked, loaded it instantly, and aimed the muzzle of the gun directly at the red and white queen flower Catherine Vivian in front of him.

Next second!

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

Several nearby containers were suddenly opened, and immediately after, seven or eight masked gangsters armed with M4 automatic rifles ran out of these containers and instantly gathered around the Booker trio.

Muzzle......

They all aimed at Detective Bob Hayes, who was pointing a small pistol at their queen.

Seeing this, George next to him also quickly drew his gun.

Booker, who was standing next to him, thought about it, and also followed George, pulling out his own Glock Seventeen style together.

Bob Hayes squinted his eyes at the seven or eight M4 automatic rifles aimed at him, and looked at Catherine Vivian in front of him in a deep voice: "Kill us, and you will die too." ”

Catherine Vivien's expression was still bright, and she was not frightened by the small pistol at all, but her words were very soft: "I'm a girl, it's not very safe at night in New York City, I just found a few bodyguards to come and protect me." ”

said.

Catherine Vivien looked at Bob Hayes with a smile and said no more.

Half ring!

Bob Hayes's eyes flickered a few times, he took a deep breath, assessed the power of his three-person pistol, as well as the power of the seven or eight M4 automatic rifles, and withdrew his pistol.

The man at the head walked directly in front of Bob Hayes and snatched the pistol, while the rest of the people put down their weapons and did not come to snatch the pistols from Booker and George.

Gee.

I thought I could go crazy.

Seeing this, Booker smacked his lips inwardly, and then, somewhat disappointed, put the Glock XVII he had pulled out back into the holster.

He was a very reasonable man.

People are so reasonable, and he can't find an excuse or reason to be mad.

Catherine Vivien laughed after Bob Hayes put down her gun and said, "I'm an intelligence broker, that's all, it's what we said beforehand, your informant is dead, I'm sorry, but we can continue to make a deal." ”

Bob was expressionless: "What deal?" ”

At this moment.

Bob feels that he is not facing a woman, but a queen bee!

Catherine Vivian smiled and said: "The matter of the previous informant, you helped my person join the witness protection plan, this matter, even if it is cleared twice, maybe we can continue to make a deal, you can find an informant to come over, I can also, recommend your informant to the textile factory, as for whether you can catch this textile factory, it has nothing to do with me as the previous transaction." ”

Booker next to him suddenly seemed to think of something.

"Huh!"

Bob laughed directly, the kind that laughed angrily: "What do you think ......?"

Booker raised his eyebrows and interrupted directly on the spot: "I'll come." ”

Catherine Vivien listened to the voice, looked at Booker, and as soon as Booker came in, Booker, as the handsome and youngest of the three detectives, immediately attracted her attention.

After all, women love handsome things, and Queen Bee is also a woman.

Bob was directly stunned, and he didn't say anything about it.

George was stunned for a moment, then looked at Booker: "Booker......"

Booker interrupted George once again and looked at Catherine Vivian with a smile on his face: "I can be this informant!" ”

Join the textile mill as an informant and become a member of the textile mill.

Complete quests, practitioners of God.

And then......

As a New York Police Department detective, dismantle this illegal organization that does not have a license to kill.

Isn't that the answer to everything?

Booker thought of this perfect answer that could avoid multiple choice questions when Catherine Vivien was talking just now, and all of a sudden, he was not sleepy and looked at Catherine Vivian: "How is it?" ”

George frowned: "Booker? ”

Bob also watched as the colleague who did not follow the unspoken rules and interjected during his interrogation.

But......

Bob's face was cloudy, but in the end, he didn't say anything like George, but, frowning, standing in place, not knowing what he was thinking?

Catherine Vivien crossed her arms, her cold nails glistening in the night light: "You ......"

Booker shrugged and said, "Can't you?" ”

Catherine Vivien laughed and shook her head: "No, it's not that it can't be, but it's not like it, I need to remind you, Detective Booker, the textile factory, it's a killer agency, they want a killer, not a detective." ”

Booker raised his eyebrows: "Am I not like it?" ”

Catherine Vivien smiled brightly and said, "If it's a killer, as soon as my people come out, they will shoot directly." ”

"Oh."

Booker nodded, then looked at George.

The latter was stunned: "You...... Boom! ”

Before George finished speaking, he saw that Booker directly slashed at his neck with one hand, and in an instant, he fainted gorgeously.

Next second!

Booker draws his gun.

Lightning!

Moment!

Fireworks were set off in the harbor of Manhattan, a small corner in the middle of nowhere.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

“……”

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