Xu Chuan first returned to the hotel and took out the information from the safe, and then got in the car again to go to Baltimore.

I originally planned to let the two idiots rest for a while, but the current situation may require them to get up and work.

New York is less than 300 kilometers away from Baltimore, and it takes more than three hours to drive on the road.

Xu Chuan was sitting in the car and was studying this information. The text reports inside had no reference value at all, and the key content had been blackened.

In other words, some photos on the scene can also be seen.

The CIA is also quite interesting. It looks like it is about to cover up the facts, but it insists on keeping the information, and I don’t know what they are going to do.

However, in addition to these, he still found some problems. The photos seemed to be missing by number.

Xu Chuan felt that it was unlikely that the CIA had lost it, so it was very likely that someone had taken it out.

He smiled, but he looked at it once, otherwise he might have been coaxed by those REDs.

What they want to do is obvious. These REDs need to solve the threat from the vice president, and of course they need to kill the other party to prevent future troubles.

As for what I asked reporters to expose him, it was just an excuse. As a group of old spies, how could they rely on public opinion?

Even if the other party is blocked from the right way, it is still the heir to the Stanton family, so it is easy to get involved in them.

Then the question becomes how to turn the blame after killing the vice president.

Xu Chuan didn't believe that America could still cover up such a calm way if a vice president died.

So, the scapegoat is the two idiots who are recovering from injuries in Baltimore.

Logical communication.

...

New York is just across the street from Four Seasons Garden. Xuela, who has a haggard face, sat on the bed and was looking at her cell phone.

"You won't stay asleep all night, are you?"

Laviberie walked in from outside and looked at the other person's appearance and was angry.

"Do you know how many tabloids are reporting that you were kicked out of Four Seasons Garden now?"

Not only that, but even several brand partners called to inquire about the reason for the matter.

Her team suddenly discovered that the two people were tied up more severely than they had imagined before.

The advice given to her by team PR is that they must not break up now.

Lavi Belly gritted her teeth. If she had a way to influence that person, would she still have such a headache?

And Xuela didn't seem to hear what the other party said, but raised her head with a confused look on her face, "Can I call him?"

Lavi's voice choked in her throat, and she realized that Xuela was in a bad state.

Maybe if the two really break up, the woman will really collapse.

"It's not yet eight o'clock, it's too early."

"He got up very early, and now he should have finished swimming and had breakfast."

Xuela knew Xu Chuan's work and rest very well, and looked at Lavi's expression of expectation on her face.

"But I'll tell him first." Lavi picked up the phone on the bed. She had to test the other party's attitude. If the other party was still angry, the conversation between the two people would only make things more troublesome.

Lavi dialed the phone, but Xuela buried her head in her knees, as if she was hiding from reality.

The phone was quickly answered, and Lavi was ready to speak, "Bell..."

Then he was interrupted directly by the other party, "I'll pick her up tonight, now I have something to do."

After saying that, the phone was hung up.

“Fuck…”

Thinking about the words and techniques of persuasion for a night was useless at all, which made her vomit blood on her chest.

Xuela looked up at the other person, almost crying.

"He said he would pick you up tonight, and he is busy with work now."

No matter what, it is a blessing that this matter can end here. Lavi can communicate with the brand owners with confidence and fight back against those online press releases.

"Really? You didn't lie to me?"

Lavi looked at the other person and rolled up her sleeves, "You dead woman, do you know how long we have been busy this night?"

As he said that, he pounced on the snow on the bed.

...

After Xu Chuan hung up the phone, he did not take this matter too seriously. He originally just wanted to teach the woman a lesson and express his attitude.

I hope that the woman Xuela can learn from her lessons and stop doing such things again.

"By the way, I'm reminding me to pick up Xuela when I go back tonight."

He said something to Fiens, and then he continued to focus on the information.

The photos here basically connect the REDs, the Vice President, and the dead Alexander together.

In fact, it can be seen that what is involved in this may be more than just a massacre.

Why did Old Stanton use Alexander, the gang leader at that time, to get his son?

I have been taking drugs so much, so how did DU products arrive at the military camp and why aren’t people from the military dealing with the scene?

There are actually many secrets in these text materials, but they are not very important to him.

They drove to Baltimore at almost nine o'clock, and Fiens's car avoided the camera on the road and slowed down on a small road.

Xu Chuan jumped out of the door with his bag on his back, then put on the hood on his sweatshirt and walked towards Umbrella's safe house.

Feins walked around the nearby street twice, then parked his car on the side of the road and walked into a coffee shop with two bodyguards.

They also don’t know if the CIA people will stare at them. In modern society, it is difficult for a person to escape these high-tech surveillance.

Umbrella's safe house is not far from the port of the Patapsco River. This location is very suitable for evacuation after an attack, and is convenient for both land and water.

The doorbell rang at the agreed rhythm, then looked at the camera above the door. Ten seconds later, the door was opened.

The one who opened the door was Michael with a vicissitudes of life.

"Damn, man, are you giving up on yourself?"

Xu Chuan joked that this guy had a beard and a decadent face, as if he hadn't had a good sleep for several days.

"Oh." Michael pointed inward inward, as if the culprit was inside.

Nikita was eating a sandwich in the kitchen. The woman was in a miserable state now. The bruises on her face had not completely healed, and her dislocated arm was hanging on her chest.

"NIKI, you're still so beautiful."

Xu Chuan opened his arms and prepared to hug him to show his concern.

The other party's expression did not change much, he just looked at Xu Chuan coldly.

Putting down his arm, Xu Chuan touched his nose awkwardly, "It seems you already know that I have deducted your dividends and bonuses?"

"There is no way to do this. Who made you make such a big mistake?" Xu Chuan pulled a chair and sat next to the island platform.

Nikita sighed, "Indeed, I didn't expect to meet that crazy woman Hex."

Xu Chuan shook his head, "No, I'm not talking about this."

Then he took out the information from his bag and threw it onto the counter, "Did you two intelligence officers not find any photos missing?"

Although he just found out, this does not prevent his employees from blaming them.

"What photo?" Nikita opened the folder.

"There are numbers on it, you will know by counting it yourself."

The photos inside are sorted in encoding, and the front and back are clearly visible at a glance.

There are 33 photos in it, but the number reaches 34.

"Shit! Shit." Nikita threw the folder on the table, realizing that it was the pit Frank Moses dug for them.

Michael came over and checked it out.

"So, do you deserve to be deducted dividends?"

Xu Chuan seized the opportunity to let this woman make no excuses to bring up old accounts again.

"Sister, we have known each other for several years, so I'll say something you don't like to hear today."

"You kept saying that Percy used you to kill people, but let's say that if you didn't have him, you would have died in prison or died of a DU overdose."

"I will not comment on the old man's methods, but do you know how much it costs to train your organization?"

Xu Chuan looked at Michael. The former instructor of Nikita knew the details here best.

Michael didn't dare to look at Nikita's expression, "It's almost over 20 million."

"Hear? Your life in less than thirty years is really worth so much money?"
To be continued...