Chapter XXXIII: Intelligence Blockade
Hanging up the phone with Andy, the mystery in Landau's mind is even bigger.
It wasn't the close-knit Continental Hotel that came to inform, and it wasn't Barry from the IRS, who was a new friend, but Andy from the FBI who told me about it.
Who is the big guy hiding behind it?
Barry's teacher, the elder of the Continental Hotel, and the top of the sorority.........
There was no information for Landau to select targets, and Landau once again felt the importance of intelligence.
I can't always rely on others to provide information, and I can't just rely on my vague memory, and I haven't simply had a normal plot until now.
Information! The establishment of an intelligence system is urgent!
With a decision, Landau walked to the bathroom and pushed the door open.
The door was slowly pushed open, and a refreshed Landau led Fawkes to the hunched innkeeper.
Landau handed over his business card unhurriedly, "Landau Addison, from Night Voyage." ”
The innkeeper who took the business card twitched his glasses, looked up at Landau, and shook his head slowly, "I don't know any night stars, I haven't heard of them." ”
Landau smiled and opened his mouth to introduce himself: "We offer opportunities for all ships that sail at night, and we are also looking for people who are willing to pass the fire. ”
The old man's hand trembled and handed back the business card, and said in a low voice, "I don't know what you're talking about." ”
Taking the business card and putting it in his hand, Landau smiled and pointed to his throat, "Next time you disguise, pay attention to the way you speak." How could an old man who moved slowly speak so sharply. ”
The old man who was exposed straightened up and said with a full sense of anger: "I knew that playing the old man was a bad idea!" ”
"You'd better get out of my hotel now, I don't want to have anything to do with you."
Landau looked at the black market intelligence merchant in front of him suspiciously, puzzled, "Why?" Am I still some man-eating tiger? ”
The "old man" who stood tall tapped the table with his hand, and said loudly in a rough voice, "Listen, this message is for you for free." Don't think that the operation against Pushkin is very secretive, the news of the night star coercing thirteen gangs to attack Pushkin has been spread all over! ”
"The Night Voyage Star has been collectively rewarded by the Russians, and you are now in big trouble!" The innkeeper slapped the table and yelled, "Now, immediately, immediately, get out of here!" ”
Landau had already heard the hurried steps upstairs, and gracefully left his business card on the table, bidding farewell to the innkeeper and leaving the place.
The handsome man who ran down with a gun in his arms approached the innkeeper, "Katie, what happened just now?" ”
The man picked up the business card left on the table, glanced at it, and exclaimed, "Night Voyage Star!" ”
Katie's voice became crisp, and Yanran was a woman, "Yes, that's right. It's the night star that is being rewarded by the Russians. ”
The man looked at Katie suspiciously, "Katie, don't you like this newly developed organization very much?" ”
Katie silently put away her business card, bent down again, and replied in a vicissitudes of voice: "I like it, sometimes it's just like." We're moving, John. ”
Landau didn't know what was going on in the hotel behind him, so he turned on the engine and asked Fawkes beside him, "How many are these?" ”
"The second." Fox fastened his seatbelt.
"Good, at least now we know why." Landau stepped on the accelerator and the car sped away.
How could the IRS's actions turn into my coercion, who is splashing me with dirty water.
And who is behind the Russians, is Pushkin not dead, he is a demon behind his back?
After inquiring about the current situation of the Smiths, they learned that Pushkin's forces around New York had been liquidated, and even his apparent security company had been affected. ‘
Helpless, Landau parked the car in front of the Continental Hotel, threw the car keys to the waiter, and walked into the hotel with Fox.
Landau pulled a gold coin from his bosom and placed it on the table, "I need information." ”
The front tire took away the gold coins, pressed the switch, pointed to the open elevator and said, "Mr. Winston has been waiting for you for a long time." ”
Landau turned his head to look at the open elevator door and looked back at the front desk.
This profiteer, can this also trap me with a gold coin?
Landau, who was a little heartbroken, followed the waiter to the room, and after a warm hug with Winston, Landau asked bluntly: "Pushkin is not dead, is he?" ”
Winston beckoned Landau and Fawkes to sit down, looking at Landau with a smirk, "He's not dead, but things are different." We didn't expect that you would cooperate with the IRS to force the Russians to attack Pushkin. ”
Rubbing the ring on the middle finger of his right hand with his left hand, Winston said calmly, "Now the information of the underground market will no longer be open to you until this matter is over." ”
Damn it!
How terrible is the IRS in the hearts of Americans, even if you cooperate to such a point, you will be ostracized.
I can't be so passive, I have to fight for something.
Landau leaned back in his chair, with a nonchalant look on his face, and asked leisurely: "My life and Pushkin are the end?" Or is it the night flight star or the defeat of the Russians as the end? ”
Winston smiled and narrowed his eyes, and said calmly, "It's all right." ”
Something is wrong, something must be wrong behind this.
Landau instantly felt a hint of playfulness in Winston's eyes, and immediately asked, "So what about your original promise?" ”
Standing up, Winston walked to the side window, looked at the turbulent traffic in New York, and calmly explained, "If you choose to use favors to open this intelligence blockade, the Continental Hotel will also fulfill its promise." ”
"When you ask me about it, I know you're not going to consume this favor." Wendy turned around, "There are some questions, when they are asked, the answers are already in our hearts. ”
Damn, it's been seen through again.
When Landau asked that sentence, of course, he knew what the Continental Hotel was having, but he wasn't sure if they would keep their promise.
Landau, who was staring at Winston, stood up and stretched out his hand gracefully, "I value each other's commitments as much as you do. ”
Holding Winston's hand firmly, Landau smiled, "This matter is not a problem for me, and I am sure that the audience will see the end of the drama soon." ”
Saying goodbye to Winston and returning to the car, walking through the traffic, Landau glanced at Fawkes and touched the tip of his nose, "What's the Sisterhood saying?" ”
From Fawkes's mouth, I learned that the sorority's intelligence system is still functioning normally, and it is still open to himself as a knight.
Landau felt a little confident in his heart, and expected that the root of this intelligence blockade lay in the cooperation with the IRS.
It's a bunch of tax evaders, and seeing the IRS is like a mouse seeing a cat.
After a brief discussion of the upper echelons of the Continental Hotel, Landau noticed three Fords following him in the rearview mirror.