Chapter 13: Bad Omen (8)

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Coming out of the Four Seasons Hotel in Wilshire and heading to Rodeo Avenue South, Pierre drove his Toyota through the legendary luxury district, Louis Vuitton, Chanel, Versace, Robert Cavalli, Stephen Law Nych, ...... No matter what is sold here, the price is ridiculously expensive. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThere are a lot of people on the streets early in the morning, but most of them are tourists who come to visit the neighborhood, and in a moment you will see classic Hollywood open-top tour buses driving by, bringing a large number of tourists from all over the world to see the most luxurious avenues in Los Angeles, and if you are lucky, you can even see the superstars who come to shop.

Mark sat in the passenger seat, and he gently moved the rearview mirror with his hand to see a black Oldsmobile behind them, and if he remembered correctly, he also saw the car as they left the sky.

He looked at his watch, there was still time. He remained silent, glanced at the traffic light, and said, "Go straight?"

"Alas, it's not ......"

"Let you go!"

Pierre shuddered with fright, stepped on the accelerator heavily, and the car rushed straight out.

Sure enough, Black Oldsmobile noticed that they were diverted and followed, but unfortunately the red light was on. A man and a woman walked down the sidewalk. The man in a suit and leather shoes, with a bare head and a big belly, is holding a tall, dark-skinned Asian mixed-race beauty, and the woman is wearing a sexy black dress and black high heels, but in broad daylight it seems like she is going to a grand dinner party.

Black Oldsmobile braked sharply and got stuck in the middle of the road. The balding man crossing the street raised his right hand with an incredulous expression and loudly protested against the driver trying to run the red light, while the woman stood aside and did not care about herself.

Marc told Pierre to turn onto Via Alcamino, and after a few more turns, Toyota pulled away from the black sedan.

In fact, the tattoo parlor is not far away, on South Beverly Road. In this area of luxury shops, there is a small yellow building, the yellow of the Beatles' "Yellow Submarine", which looks shabby but striking compared to the surrounding shops with ornate and elegant decorations and clean windows, and in Ray's own words, "simple but imposing". The big purple text "TATTOO" is printed on the door, and the name of the store is "Tattoo", how simple and convenient, on the big glass window, the advertising slogan "LAink" is played, and the star of Los Angeles is shining.

There are about a dozen cars parked near the shop, most of these cars are either Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Bentley, Ferrari, Jaguar, Pierre's Toyota among these luxury cars, like a pimple on the face of a beautiful woman, very eye-catching.

A small white glass door, green framed with red neon words - "OPEN", an upside-down pentagram above the doorknob, and the opening hours are also printed on it, every day: 12PM-10PM, that is, only 2 hours a day is closed.

Pushing open the door, Mark walked in first.

The "tattoo" business is booming, with more than a dozen tattoo artists working at the same time, almost 24 hours a day, and still in the market. Mark is familiar with the way, and takes the two of them all the way inside, the innermost is Ray's office, or the exclusive tattoo room, he is almost not in the store on weekdays, and occasionally helps people get tattoos, his appointment queue has been in line for two years, of course, if Mark proposes to get a tattoo, Ray is definitely waiting for him at any time.

"Yo," Ray said to Mark, "it's been a long time since we've had such a pretty guy here." ”

"I'm late, and I've taken a moment to shake my tail!" said Mark, "and I've kept you waiting." ”

"Tail?" asked Pierre in surprise, "someone was following us just now?"

Ignoring Pierre's question, Mark handed Ray the tissue with the sketch of the tattoo drawn.

As soon as Ray's gaze swept to it, he became serious, and it took a while for him to react, raise his head and say to Mark, "These are tattoos of Russian gangsters. ”

"Russian gangsters?" both Zhou Jia and Pierre were surprised by the answer.

Mark didn't say anything, in fact, this was more or less in line with his guess, he had an impression of the tattoo of the Russian gangster, and he just needed Ray to help him confirm it.

"Do you know where this tattoo is?"

"I heard that it was ...... on the back of the hand and wrist"

"Wow! That means this guy has a lot of background. Ray pointed to what looked like a towering church spire, "The nine towers represent his years in prison, but churches are usually tattooed on the chest and back of the main torso, and if this is tattooed on the back of his hand, it is hard to imagine what he has tattooed on his body." The other ones are obviously on the knuckles, and the knuckles are usually tattooed with rings, crosses, skulls, or polka dots on the fists, which are only suitable for the terrible guys, and these represent status and privilege. But the "eight-pointed star" is a symbol of the core members of the gang, and it is usually tattooed on the left and right scaplavicular bones, but you say that you see it on your hands, which is really confusing. ”

Ray pressed the inner line of the phone on the table and said loudly, "Alex, you can come." ”

After a while, a young man with a white complexion and tattoos walked into Ray's office, and he saw that the boss had a guest who was a little reserved.

"Alex, don't be nervous, they're not from Immigration. Ray turned his head and smiled, explaining to everyone, "This kid is from Russia and has no identity yet. But it's a good job!"

The young man walked over.

Lei Dao: "Look at this pattern!"

The young man stared at the picture for a moment, then shook his head to indicate that he hadn't seen it either.

TEMHOTA THIS RUSSIAN THUNDER KNOWS, IS THE MEANING OF DARKNESS, WHAT ABOUT THE BACK?

"Dark what?"

"Blackstone!Blackstone!" the young man spoke in a Russian accent and spoke English words.

"Dark Stone!"

"Black Stone!"

Zhou Jia and Pierre spoke in unison.

The pattern of Thunder Finger is the tattoo on the arm of the young prostitute.

Alex was startled by their shouting, and Ray waved the terrified young man back.

Mark still didn't speak, he put his palms together, blocked his eyebrows, pondered for a moment and opened his mouth, his tone was completely different from just now, he ordered Ray: "This man has appeared in the nightclub of Columbus City, let the wind out, let the brothers in the east check the bottom of the Russians!"

Ray nodded, and he reminded, "Do you want to invite old Gary out of the mountain?

Mark thought about it in his mind for a moment and said, "If there is a need, I will personally ask him for help, now is not the time!"

Pierre looked at Mark's domineering appearance and admired him even more, and Zhou Jia looked at him, looking at him with the kind of eyes that seemed to have never known Mark.

There's no denying that Mark is extremely contradictory on the outside and on the inside, just like Chris.

As soon as they walked out of the "tattooed" door, they saw something familiar.

The black Oldsmobile.

Two men in brown suits and black sunglasses got out of the car and walked straight towards them.

Pierre's brain was moving at high speed, like a carousel spinning extremely fast: the secret agent, the green brain, the black kryptonite, and he suddenly had the illusion that the "men in black" were visiting, and he guessed if they were going to pull out the "amnestic camera" and make himself instantly amnesiac.

Mark immediately raised his vigilance.

I don't know when, two other men in black came out of the shop next to them, approached them, and surrounded them.

Mark looked around at the four, ready to strike.

Before he could move, the four men in black involuntarily took a step back.

"Ms. Zhou Jia!"

"Me?"

Zhou Jia, who was hiding behind Mark, probed out.

A short-haired man who was slightly taller among the four people quickly took out his ID from the inside pocket of his jacket, and the rest of them showed their badges and said, "I'm FBI Special Agent Robert, and someone wants to talk to you." ”

"And Mr. Smith, come with us, okay?" he said in an extremely polite tone.

The FBI's look machined, and Mark couldn't see any more clues, but it was clear that they were acting on orders. Mark shrugged, "Very willingly!"

Walking up to the black car, Pierre said in his heart: This old American car was once banned and discontinued, but in 2022, it will be resurrected and launched an aerokinetic model, leading the world in technology and at a high price, it is good to have the opportunity to see it up close.

"This gentleman, please wait outside. ”

Unfortunately, Pierre was stopped, and the detective opened the car door for Mark and Zhou Jia and motioned for them to enter.

Mark asked Zhou Jia to get into the car first, and the other agents stayed outside the car with Pierre, who looked unconvinced.

The interior of the car is very spacious, with beautiful leather seats that are comfortable and smooth to the touch.

On the seat sat a woman with comfortable and smooth skin to the touch, she was wearing an orange shirt, blue jeans, and brown hair was as beautiful as a waterfall, today she did not wear glasses, and her big eyes looked directly at Mark and Zhou Jia.

Both recognized that it was Ms. Claire Ricken, the beautiful reporter who interviewed Eddie.

Federal agent?

Zhou Jia and Mark's brains were spinning fast.

Claire spoke first.

"Good morning, Mr. Smith and Ms. Zhou. ”

Neither of them reacted.

Claire smiled, "I'm a special agent now. She said, "I want to ask you a few questions." ”

Zhou Jiadao: "What's the matter?"

Mark shrugged, looking indifferent.

Claire said in the standard tone of an agent, "Are you investigating the death of Red Swift?"

Glancing at Mark, Zhou Jia said, "You have been spying on us secretly?"

"I don't think the word surveillance is a good word, and I should say concern. Claire suddenly became a big reporter again.

Not wanting to play with words, Mark interjected, "Are we arrested?"

"Of course not. ”

"And what do you mean?"

Claire narrowed her eyes, "Of course, I want you to stop the current investigation. ”

Zhou Jia and Mark exchanged another look, they both knew that even the FBI could not stop them from continuing to investigate, she said firmly: "We didn't do anything, you can't do anything to us." ”

"Well, we can't do anything, but your friend...... Claire lifted her chin, "as a French citizen, you can't sit idly by and use the Internet to steal American state secrets, maybe Mr. Varane will be deported, or maybe a newspaper will inadvertently report a shocking news with the headline - he is from France, the true identity of the 'hermit'." ”

"You!" Zhou Jia hated such a threat, but Claire's words hit her soft underbelly, it was she who involved Pierre in this matter, and it would be unfair to let him bear the consequences.

Zhou Jia wanted to use an angry tone, but he was afraid that he would open his mouth and say begging words. She had to remain silent at the moment, which was also a way to negotiate.

At this moment, the phone rings with jazz music in the car.

Claire pulled out her phone and put it to her ear. Next, she handed the phone to Zhou Jia's eyes and said, "My boss wants to talk to you." ”

Zhou Jia hesitated, took the phone, and a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xiao Jia!"

Zhou Jia's heart trembled, as if he had been beaten. Coming back to her senses, she replied slowly, "Teacher!"

Mark raised his eyebrows, the only man in this world who would be called Zhou Jia like this - his brother-in-law, Chris's father Lan Shien.

The whole thing is getting weirder and weirder.

Zhou Jia kept silent and listened to the phone, she wanted to say something, but her mouth still said, "Okay!" After listening, she then handed the phone to Claire.

Claire opened the car door and stepped out to answer the phone.

Mark asked Zhou Jia in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

"He said I'd go to him in person if I wanted to know something, and he said let me go alone. ”

Mark showed that handsome man in his heart, 1.9 meters tall, the first meeting also surprised Mark a little, although he knew that China has Yao Ming, but it is difficult to see such a tall Chinese on weekdays, Lan Shien - sister's favorite, Chris's trouble.

Mark had a decision in his heart, and he said to Zhou Jia: "You can go, it may be better for us to separate!"

In the past two days, Zhou Jia and Mark have been concentrating on one thing and working together, and they naturally have a tacit understanding in their hearts. She immediately understood what Mark meant.

Marc and Pierre stood on the side of the road, the pretty woman in the car waving at them, and the windows returned to their original positions. The car started and they watched it disappear at the end of the road.

Suddenly, Mark rushed to put a hand on his shoulder, and he turned his head.

Pierre looked at him with excited eyes and said, "The chariot has a result, it has found a clue!"

Mark didn't count on Pierre's high-tech monsters, but he still asked, "What, what the hell did you find, tell me quickly!"

"It found 'Dark Stone,' a Russian word that someone on the Internet had mentioned him. Pierre looked at the phone in his hand and said, "That ID belongs to a man named Kentaro Yamamoto! The tank also found that he is now missing, and the police in San Francisco are investigating the disappearance." ”

Mark frowned, if he remembered correctly, Kentaro Yamamoto's father was Shusuke Yamamoto, the boss of the Japanese yakuza in San Francisco.

"The Hulk" (9) brought out the Russian gangsters, and now the Japanese gangsters, what the hell is going on?

It seems that it is time to go back.

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(1) San Francisco: "San Francisco" is like a thunderbolt for the Chinese, but it is actually just a small city with a population of 800,000, which is a fraction of that of Los Angeles with a population of 18 million. However, more than 40% of San Francisco's urban population is gay, which is its biggest feature.

(2) Presbyterian Church: A Christian denomination that originated in Scotland and is also the most influential religious denomination in the United States.

(3) M16 assault rifle: known as the Black Widow, has made design corrections to the problems in the middle and late stages of the Vietnam War, and I personally think that the M16 design flaws led to US casualties and the fiasco of the Vietnam War.

(4) Triumph PR Agency: One of the top 10 PR agencies in the world. George-Ketchum and his brother co-founded it in Pittsburgh on May 22, 1923, and in 1956 they opened a branch in New York for advertising and public relations, and 26 years later, the year of George's death, Triumph's headquarters moved to New York. Since its inception in 1946, Triumph has won 84 Anvil Awards and 38 Merit Awards, the highest number of awards among any PR firm. Triumph Pioneer's clients include Procter & Gamble, Boeing, McDonald's, Gucci and other world-renowned companies. Kodak, Heinz, FedEx, IBM, Qisheng, Renke, California Almond Chamber of Commerce, CK and other companies have cooperated with Triumph Pioneer for more than 20 years. After the MH370 accident, it was indeed a crisis public relations done by Triumph.

(5) Marty: Mark's nickname. There are generally two ways to nickname foreigners, 1 reduction method: such as Christina - Chris Chris, 2 diacritics: Mark Mark - Marty, Madeline - Maddy, "light sound" sounds more intimate than "voiced sound", just like we call "pony" and "Lao Zhang" a feeling.

(6) Jani Buss: The youngest daughter of the Bass family, she never asks about the Lakers business, she only dedicates her life to her family.

(7) D'Angelo Russell's NBA debut stats were 2-of-7 shooting (0-of-3 from three-point range) with just 4 points, 3 rebounds, 2 assists and 3 turnovers.

(8) Los Angeles City Hall, built in 1927, 138.4 meters high, 28 floors, the top design of the city hall is modeled after the Mausoleum of Mausolus in the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World, and the building materials come from the sand of 58 counties in California and the water of 21 missions. It has appeared in many classic Hollywood films, such as: "Superman", "L.A. Confidential", "War of the Worlds" and so on.

(9) Hulk: The case of Costa Carlagorgio is a real event, when the police did conclude that he committed suicide, and doubts emerged one after another. As for what the truth is, it is up to the benevolent to see the wise and the wise to see the wise.