Somewhere in Paris, in a hotel, Kem's eyes were red and he called his biological father's phone while crying.
On the other side of the bed was Amanda, who was hooked up to an intravenous drip. Kem contacted Stewart's people and brought her here.
On the other end of the phone, on the private plane, Brian was confused, but ecstatic:
"Kim, how are you doing now?"
"I escaped...in Stewart...'s hotel. It's...all right, wuwuwu..." Kem said with a choked voice.
For a girl of seventeen or eighteen, her previous experience was too terrifying, almost like hell.
"What...what's going on?" Brian asked doubtfully:
"Don't worry, baby, I'm on a plane to Paris. I'll be there soon."
"Tell me everything again, as much as you can."
"OK, all right……"
Kem had a strong nasal voice and immediately told all his experiences, including being kidnapped, during the kidnapping process, and finally being rescued.
After hearing this, Brian was a little silent. Was his guess wrong?
The target of the man in the dark is not himself? Is this really just an ordinary kidnapping case?
As a Langley agent, Brian was prepared to be betrayed by the organization and then die.
But I never expected that the matter would be solved while I was still on the plane.
Is it really my fault? But how can the FBI explain it?
Brian scratched his head and had a lot of thoughts in his mind for a moment, but...in any case, Kenm was safe and everything was over.
…
the next morning
In a hotel, Cao Gui stretched his waist and sat up from the bed refreshed. Last night, he cleaned up two dirty places left by the Albanians in District 2 and earned a lot of merit.
and experience.
Ding~
[Justice Navy System (helping every naval soldier with a righteous mind)]
[Soldier’s name: Cao Gui (Naval Corporal, Swordsman Apprentice)]
[Power value: 205 (a standard that reflects combat effectiveness, rather than a factor that determines combat effectiveness)]
Very good. I didn’t expect to earn a lot by being a vigilante twice. Cao Gui touched his chin, what will he do next?
Cao Gui took out two business cards. He found them at No. 10 Paradise Street. He checked the man named Macon last night. He was a police chief in the 2nd district of Paris, not worth mentioning.
The Chinese restaurant Cao Gui also checked it, but found nothing unusual, at least not yet.
How about... go take a look?
Just think of it as traveling.
Cao Gui thought it was feasible. In this case, there was no need to hesitate. After getting dressed, Cao Gui walked out of the hotel slowly.
He gained a lot of merit and points last night, as well as a lot of dirty money. Since he couldn't treat it as legitimate income, he just squandered it.
…
"What a beautiful jasmine flower~, fragrant and beautiful, full of buds~, fragrant and loved by everyone~"
In a Chinese restaurant called "Fuxue", melodious singing was floating. It was not a stereo, but a real person singing, and it was also bel canto, which was really strange.
Cao Gui looked around the restaurant. The entire restaurant was full of red, with a large number of blue and white porcelains, various fish tanks, and round dining tables. It looked full of Chinese elements... what the hell!
One word to describe this restaurant: gaudy!
The color is too bright and the temperament is too vulgar!
It gives people the feeling that they don't know anything and are trying too hard. Anyone who lives in China will feel sincerely uncomfortable with this place.
Cao Gui frowned. Although this was very unpleasant, there seemed to be nothing wrong with ignoring the feelings brought about by culture.
Cao Gui thought for a while, found a seat and sat down.
"Hello sir, this is the menu, what do you want to eat?" a waiter said to Cao Gui in English.
Cao Gui raised his eyebrows. Isn't the official language of Paris German?
Surrendered again?
"Ahem...can you speak Chinese?" Cao Gui directly used his native language.
The waiter was stunned for a moment, then said with joy on his face: "Pretty boy, are you from China too?"
Cao Gui felt sour when he heard this. Finally, someone stopped telling me to hold my hair in my mouth. It's a pity that she wasn't a young lady, otherwise it would have been better.
"Oh, you too?" Cao Gui said in surprise: "It's so rare, buddy, I haven't seen my compatriots for a long time."
"Oh my, me too!" The waiter held Cao Gui's hand and said, "Dueleilou, it's like a fellow countryman meets a fellow countryman, my eyes are full of tears, you handsome boy!"
"Hey, I cut my kidney with a drop of forehead! It's like meeting an old friend in a foreign land!" Cao Gui shook his hand and couldn't help but be happy.
If! If this waiter didn't smell of illegal drugs, Cao Gui would really be overjoyed.
"Pretty boy, what do you want to eat? I'll ask the chef to prepare authentic Chinese food for you. It's definitely not the Chinese food that fools foreigners." The waiter patted his chest and said with a smile.
"This is what you said, I'm not polite."
"You, a Shaanxi man, have your ink stained. Why are you so polite to me?"
"Okay, I want to eat the chicken!"
"No problem, I'll use authentic Hainan Wenchang chicken for you. Boil it in hot water and freeze it in ice water to ensure that the meat is cooked and the bones are not cooked. It's so tender that you can even swallow it with your tongue!" the waiter clapped his hands and laughed.
"Okay, I'll wait for you, buddy." Cao Gui said with a smile.
The waiter quickly returned to the kitchen. Looking at his leaving figure, Cao Gui couldn't help but frown. The smell on this man was exactly the same as the white powder that Cao Gui smelled in the vampire bar.
Thinking that the restaurant's business card appeared at No. 10 Paradise Street, Cao Gui had to doubt the relationship between the two.
At this time, the waiter came back quickly with a set of things in his hand. Cao Gui raised his eyebrows, cigar?
"Pretty boy, I brought you some good things." The waiter smiled and showed what he had in his hand. It was indeed a box of cigars, as well as an alcohol lamp, matches, and cigar cutters.
"Yo? What are you doing?"
"Here, try my collection of cigars." The waiter smiled and said, "I'm telling you, I usually only use this once during the New Year and the holidays. Today I'm happy, let's try it."
Cao Gui picked up a cigar and smelled it. He couldn't help but frown. The cigar was actually of average quality and had added ingredients. Not only that, it was also filled with toy powder from the city club players.
This guy, when a fellow countryman meets a fellow countryman, he stabs him in the back!
Cao Gui's face remained calm and he silently put down his cigar.
"Eh? Pretty boy, you don't like it?" the man asked doubtfully.
"We are all from China, how can we get used to smoking this stuff? Do you have any cigarettes?" Cao Gui said with a smile.
"You told me earlier, I'll take it with me." The man smiled and took out a pack of Hibiscus King.
When Cao Gui heard the result, he found that it was true that it was filled with additional ingredients.
Cao Gui took out the cigarette, hung it on his ear, and laughed:
"Let's not smoke it first, and then smoke it after eating the chicken, so that the chicken will not be tasteless."
The man frowned, then forced a smile and said, "Okay, we'll talk again later, I'll leave your things here."
Cao Gui chuckled, this person probably didn't come from China, but more like he grew up abroad, and then imitated the speaking habits and behavior of people in China, which was full of a twisted feeling.
He is too deliberate, every action he takes is too deliberate.
At this time, two white men walked in. One was wearing a suit and had an extraordinary temperament. He seemed to be an official. The other was a tall man with no hair on his head. He was dressed in a sloppy style and looked like an American imperialist.
The waiter next to Cao Gui saw it and immediately walked over and started serving him.
Cao Gui raised his eyebrows again, these two white men looked very familiar!
