"Oh? That's what you know? There's no such cheap thing in the world, right?" Feiren didn't believe the boss's words at all...
"Fei, Fei Private, the imprisonment power you just exerted on us should be one of the mutated energy of the spiritual system, right? But even so, you didn't want to let us tell the truth by your own strength, but in addition
I can find someone to interrogate us, so can I understand this way? The lady named Marilyn is a lady? She must be a master of the spirit department, even more master than you, right?" the boss asked tremblingly.
"You guessed it right, but it has nothing to do with whether you two tell the truth or not!" Feiren shrugged and then shook Mosen.
Seeing this, the boss hurriedly said, "Let's just spend my personal life, I'm not hiding it. In fact, before I experienced the God's Choice, I heard a wife named Marilyn Flora, who is a great master of the spiritual department, and I don't know...
”
Feiren smiled evilly when he heard this, "You will know if it's relevant!" After that, he stopped talking nonsense, stuffed the body of the third and seventh brothers back into the car, and then drove the car with the eldest brother and others away quickly.
The scene was held.
Mo Sen immediately made the eldest and youngest fall into a coma, and he snuck them into the old forest near the road.
On the other side, Faren drove the car to another secluded place, got out of the car and the undead flame popped up. While witnessing the car and the corpse burned to ashes, he called Marilyn and told the story.
Marilyn was surprised and said on the phone: "I said, "Official Fei, with your intelligence, I don't need to remind you that you should be able to get the last woman, right? With your strength, you must catch her."
It’s not difficult, right? Why bother me to run this trip?”
"Stop talking nonsense. Come here!" Feiren pretended to be angry, "I have my own considerations for the last woman!"
"What are you thinking about? You just want to get someone in bed, right?" Marilyn teased.
"I haven't even seen that woman's face. Is there such a beast?"
"You have it!" Marilyn said angrily.
"Get out, come here quickly!"
"Yes, Master!"
Less than two minutes after talking to Marilyn, Feilun was rushing back, intending to pay attention to the various arrangements of Chen Changsheng's children being kidnapped, but Meng Changjun called the phone first.
"Allen, where are you? The colleagues in the cib technology group have already prepared all the technical settings for Lao Chen."
"What about the money? 35 million US dollars is not a small amount. Did Chen Changsheng collect it?" Feilun asked.
"He is trying to find a solution from the bank, and it should be enough soon!" Meng Changjun sneered, "But I said, is it necessary to ask him to take so much money? Is it okay to get some counterfeit money?"
"Swish~~ part of the fake currency?" Feiren laughed in silence, "Big private, according to my opinion, either all the fake currency or all the real currency. Since Chen Changsheng has almost made up enough money, then all the real currency will be fine.
Can make the kidnappers feel more at ease. If they are smart and trustworthy, they should put the child back safely. After all, no matter what, the child cannot make enemies with those kidnappers, right? When someone is safe, let's put the three thousand five more
Wouldn't it be enough to get it back with a million!"
Meng Changjun's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Can the ransom be recovered?"
"It should be possible. But first of all, the kidnapper Shou Nuo will send Chen Liting back in a coma first!" Feilun sighed when he said this. "If Chen Liting cannot be brought back successfully, then 35 million will be fine if it is not enough to take Chen Liting back successfully.
Out!"
Meng Changjun was silent when he heard this, and after a while, he said, "Anyway, come back to the bureau quickly!"
"Don't worry, wait until I find two things and I'll go there soon!" After saying this, Feiren hung up the phone, stopped a taxi on the side of the road, and headed to the Saigon Seaview Villa where Shi Feifei had been entertained the previous time.
When he arrived at the site, he paid for the rent. Feiren did not walk through the gate, but climbed into the house from the courtyard wall and headed straight to the basement.
In fact, this large sea view villa has another purpose, which is to be used as a temporary combat readiness storage point. In its basement, a batch of new individual equipment will be mailed every quarter, from attack and protection. To eavesdrop, tracking... all kinds of types are all inclusive. Feilun came here just to find something suitable for use. After all, he has no trace expert at hand. Ant No. 1 has gone to monitor Chen Huan, and Chameleon No. 5 is here again Watching Liu Yufei, he can't keep supporting Sigan Network like a radar for a few bullshit robbers, right?
Soon, he took out a large handbag from the basement and grabbed a few tracking notes that looked exactly like real money.
As we all know, in order to ensure its durability, popular paper banknotes are generally made up of both sides of the front and back. The interlayer tracking of the front and back sides of the banknote is embedded with a patch tracker, as long as it knows its corresponding tracking wave frequency. It is very convenient to catch up. In the stack of tracking banknotes that Feiren owns, in addition to a series of banknotes such as soft girl coins, pounds, euros, German marks, Japanese dollar, and Hong Kong dollars, two-thirds of them are US dollars. This time comes in handy.
As for the large handheld bag, there is nothing abnormal overall. The only thing is that all the metal objects it is equipped with, such as zippers, trademarks, reinforcement nails... there are patterns that look very artistic and mysterious on it, and these patterns are It can be said that it is unique in the world and has uniqueness. Once a military spy satellite in space is used to identify and lock it, it is easy to carry the bag into a building that can shield external radio waves (such as the NSA headquarters building). It will be found by spy satellites, even in ordinary cars or buildings.
Some people may doubt the effectiveness of this bag, but please never underestimate the military technology of various nuclear powers, especially the United States. This bag happens to be a product developed by an independent technical department under CIA. As for whether it is good or not, Feilun Its instructions are only available, and it has not been officially used yet, so it is difficult to comment.
After getting what I needed, Feiren immediately picked up a BMW Z8 produced last year in the garage and drove it out of the villa. In fact, the BMW Z8 only uses a V8 engine, and in terms of horsepower, it is not a civilian car produced by BMW. The largest of the people, in fact, Feilun has always wanted to create an old-fashioned bmw.850c privately, but unfortunately the car is more limited than the z8. In addition, he heard that the overall body has not been lightweighted, so he had to give up the idea in the end.
After rushing back to the West Kowloon General District, Feilun immediately arrived at Meng Changjun's office. Meng Changjun was quite surprised when he saw him: "What are you doing here? Li Wang and the others went to Chen Changsheng's house to stand by. Don't you know? ”
"I know, but I can tell you some things, but I can't tell them!" Feiren said mysteriously.
Meng Changjun frowned and said, "What's the matter? Tell me!"
Feilun immediately took out two US dollars to track the tracking bills and put them in front of Meng Changjun, and said, "Da Private, do you have any trusted disciples and acquaintances on the Cib? If you are a tracking expert, is there such a candidate?"
"What do you want to do? Also, what does it mean to take out this money? Want to bribe? Two hundred dollars is too little!" Meng Changjun joked temporarily.
"Big Private, I'm talking about serious things!" Feiren said seriously.
Meng Changjun put away his smile, thought for a while, and said, "There is one, I just don't know if he is at work now?"
"Since you so much, even if you are at work, it would be OK to just second it with your personal face!" Feilun encouraged him.
"I can give it a try, but you have to tell me what you want to do first?" Meng Changjun stared at the two US bills and said curiously.
Feiren pointed to the US dollar and said, "This... is actually CIA's latest patch tracker!"
Meng Changjun suddenly widened his eyes when he heard this: "Is this money tracker?"
"No, the tracker is hidden in the interlayer on both sides of the banknotes. If you don't believe it, touch it. Is it a bit thick here? But if you hide them in hundreds or thousands of real banknotes, I believe that even if the kidnappers want to find it, they will have to half of it.
Hour!”
"Sure enough... this is a good thing, how did you get it?" Meng Changjun asked.
Feiren smiled mysteriously and said, "Big Private, snakes have snakes, dragons have dragons, can you not inquire more?" After a pause, he said, "This kind of thing must be kept secret, so the trustworthy technical staff
Please be sure to second it to..."
"Don't worry about this, I'll call him now!" Meng Changjun naturally understood Feilun's meaning, and immediately picked up the phone number from the table and called Cib, and quickly contacted his apprentice.
Just so happened that Meng Changjun's apprentice was resting and was sleepy at home. When he heard the master's call, he immediately agreed to come and help.
Twenty minutes later, a bearded and sleepy face appeared in Meng Changjun's office. When Meng Changjun saw his mental state, he immediately said unhesitantly: "Jincai, what are you doing? How can you do it in such a poor mental state?
Son?"
"I……"
Before the words with the national face had time to say, Feilun rushed in front of him and said, "Big Private, don't blame him. If I read it correctly, your apprentice is still carrying out a mission two hours ago, right?"
The words made the National Face and Meng Changjun stunned, but he took a step forward and stretched out his hand at the National Face and said, "Hello, let's meet me, I am Feilun from the Serious Case Group A of West Kowloon!"
The Chinese-character face hesitated for a moment, glanced at Meng Changjun again, and saw that he had nothing to say, then reached out to touch Feilun and said, "Hello, I am Zeng Jincai, the leader of the second group of Cib Technology Group! By the way, how did you know I was for two hours
Still carrying out tasks?"
"It's very simple. The oil stains left by eating instant noodles on your cuffs!" Feiren sneered, "and this kind of thing has always been the best thing to satisfy hunger for people in the Eastern Hemisphere, but it's not
When you are working, the food that intelligence personnel hate the most is this kind of food, and the stains on your cuffs should have been about three hours ago. In addition, you just glanced at the coffee on the big private table as soon as you entered the door, which means you
Now is the time to be hungry…”
.(To be continued...)
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