When Charles thought about how much he had done for the organization and how much the organization had invested in helping him get to where he was today, he felt more and more that it was impossible for that person to give up on him just like that. He became more confident and spoke with his usual confidence.
Dingshenxian said, "You are worried that I will waver when facing the FBI. I can understand this, but Belmode, those guys can't do anything to me at all. You should know this!"
"Ah, I'm sorry. It's my task to come here tonight to confirm your attitude. I hope you can understand and answer my questions truthfully." Belmode had a soft smile on his face, and his tone was gentle and casual, but
Suddenly he unleashed his ultimate move, "If the FBI uses your daughter as a condition to threaten you or seduce you with sweet words, can you insist on not revealing any information about the organization?"
"Of course!" Charles looked solemn and replied without thinking, "No matter what happens, I will never betray the organization!"
Chi Feichi was silent when Charles looked directly at him.
A single act of 'looking directly' cannot determine whether a person is lying.
But when Charles heard "on condition of your daughter", there was an inappropriate emotional reaction on his face. It was not the nervousness of worrying about something happening to his daughter, but another guilty conscience.
The information that Charles wants to hide is that he officially met with FBI investigators and talked about topics related to Nicola...
Belmode continued to ask, "Then what if your daughter..."
"No need to say it, Belmode," Chi Feichi interrupted in a hoarse voice, and at the same time moved forward, "Since Charles has been working for the organization, then we should also try our best to ensure the safety of his daughter.
.”
When Charles heard the hoarse and harsh voice, he looked up at the person coming with some surprise. When he saw the young face with small freckles, there was only indifference, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart. He retracted his eyes decisively and went.
Look at Belmode's reaction.
Belmod knew that Chi Feichi was deliberately preventing him from asking. At the same time, he guessed Chi Feichi's thoughts and corrected his words with a smile. "That's right. If Charles' family needs protection, we don't have to worry about it. Someone will make arrangements."
of……"
"But be careful. At this time, the rest of the organization cannot be discovered by the FBI." Chi Feichi walked to sit on the sofa opposite the two of them and hissed seriously, "Charles, the FBI will not target your family."
What to do, but once they find out that we are in contact, you will be in danger, so we'd better cut off the contact, I hope you can understand..."
Charles nodded, "No problem, actually I thought so too!"
When someone's thoughts are consistent with their own unspoken opinions, people will always see the other person with more "basic favorability bonus".
Charles may not be aware of this, he just feels that the man in front of him does not act randomly or make random suggestions, so he is considered a good person.
"Of course, we can't do nothing. After you return to the United States, you'd better take the initiative to create a conflict and induce the FBI agents who are monitoring you to act impulsively, thus causing the destruction of something important you are doing.
, and then you can use the topic to your advantage to force the FBI's top brass to announce that they will no longer harass you," Chi Feichi continued hissing, "But even if you get the support of public opinion after making the matter bigger, the most you will do is cause them to lose to you.
Say sorry and let you understand that they have no malicious intent, and then they will turn their actions to the dark side and send more capable people to investigate you more covertly and patiently. Therefore, it is best for us to control some people who can put pressure on the FBI.
Only then can they really give up investigating you."
"It will be difficult for us to put pressure on the FBI when we control the top military officials," Bermod said with a thoughtful look on his face, and cooperated with Chi Feichi to quietly show his fangs, "If you want to put enough pressure on the FBI, you probably have to find someone from the American judicial system.
, or people in government finance..."
"I have the right person," Charles noticed something was wrong, but was not sure if he was overthinking it. He hesitated, "I rarely interact with people in the judicial system, but I have met many people from the tax department in the past.
, two of them have entered the government financial system. I have information about them, but their positions are not high and their influence is limited. We also need a parliamentary candidate to cooperate. Although he is a candidate, his father was also a parliamentarian.
He is very popular in the party. I have inadvertently obtained some special information about this person. If I go out to make friends with him and tell him that the FBI has caused me trouble and give him some benefits, he should help me."
The smile on Belmode's lips deepened, and he quickly pretended to frown in confusion, "Charles, why haven't I heard you say these things before?"
Charles sneered in his heart that of course he had to keep something, and said calmly, "There has never been a time when we needed to use financial department personnel. If it hadn't been for this incident, I probably wouldn't have thought of those two people. As for the parliamentary candidate,
In fact, it wasn’t long after I learned the information, and I was just about to investigate further when I was targeted by the FBI, and the investigation was delayed like this..."
"So that's it," Belmode didn't pursue the question and looked like he was thinking about it, "then it's all up to you to contact these people?"
"I can just do it myself." Charles was still vigilant and avoided handing over all the information he had. At the same time, he was also careful to prevent Belmode from grabbing the credit. "Since the three of them are mentioned, I am convinced.
I can handle it myself, I just need the organization to believe in me and give me some time!"
"No problem," Chi Feichi said in a hoarse voice, "However, we need to know who the three people you plan to contact are, their simple personal information, and the approximate time of your action, so as to determine your identity.
Success rate, if it is convenient, I hope you can pass their basic information to me. Only when you are sure that you can solve this trouble will that person really feel relieved."
Charles hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement, got up, walked to the desk in the corner of the living room, and opened the laptop on the table.
Belmode was a little worried, gave Chi Feichi a questioning look, and stood up from the sofa.
Chi Feichi could judge whether Charles was making any small moves by observing Charles's expressions and movements. He originally wanted to stop Belmod, but after thinking about it, he did not stop Belmod. Instead, he reached out and handed a sleeping gas bomb to Belmod.
Germany, reported his email address to Charles.
Charles sat in front of his laptop, found the information about the three people from some documents, picked out the most basic personal information, compressed and packaged it and sent it to the email address mentioned by Chi Feichi.
Soon, Chi Feichi took out his cell phone, looked at it, and responded in a hoarse voice, "Got it."
Charles breathed a sigh of relief and closed the computer page. Suddenly he noticed something was wrong. He looked up at Belmode who was walking not far in front of him. His brows that had just relaxed were wrinkled again, "Belmod?"
Belmode smiled, "Sorry, check..."
Before Belmod could pronounce the death sentence, a sleeping gas bomb flew out from behind Belmode and landed at Charles' feet. A cloud of white mist instantly erupted and enveloped Charles.
Before he could throw away the sleeping gas bomb in his hand, Belmode was surprised and inhaled a little sleeping gas. He quickly held his breath and turned to look at Chi Feichi who had stood up next to the sofa behind him. His smile froze.
corner of mouth.
Charles was even more unprepared. When he was dazed and about to lose consciousness, he reached out and tried to touch the computer keyboard. The next second, he hit his head heavily on the keyboard.
The white fog only enveloped the vicinity of Charles, and soon dispersed when the wind blew into the house from the window.
Chi Feichi looked at Charles lying on the keyboard with cold eyes.
He also wanted to have a chat with Charles, for example, telling him not to take local entertainment companies seriously.
But for now, it would be fine if Charles died. He wanted to complete this operation properly and not make any mistakes along the way.
"I said Luck, you don't want to knock me down too, do you?" Belmode put down the hand covering his mouth and nose, saw Chi Feichi walking forward, complained silently, and stuffed Chi Feichi's front finger into himself
The sleeping gas bomb was thrown at Chi Feichi.
"Chi Zesheng has changed, I just don't want to give him any chance to yell," Chi Feichi hissed, reaching out to catch the sleeping gas bomb, put it into his coat pocket, and took out the venom bottle from his pocket.
Throw the syringe at Belmode, "Inject it into his blood vessel and it will kill him in about ten seconds. Don't forget to cover his mouth and nose to prevent him from making any sound."
"Ok..."
Belmode caught the syringe, stepped forward to do the work, put Charles down on the ground next to him, squatted aside, held Charles's mouth and nose with his left hand wearing a black leather glove, and injected the venom in the syringe into Charles.
in vivo.
Chi Fei Chi came to the computer and saw that all the computer pages had been closed. He checked the computer's operation records and found the page that Charles had just operated on. "It is the storage of the remote network device. It will take a while to crack the password. You can finish it when you are done."
Clean up the scene first."
As long as they know where Charles stores the information, the information belongs to them.
Even if there isn't much information, the information they don't know about the three people should be here.
Two people from the finance department, and a candidate for parliament with a strong family background...
The value of this thing finally squeezed out of Charles was not low.
Belmode squatted next to Charles. After making sure that Charles was completely dead, he released his left hand from Charles' mouth and nose. He stood up and went to check on the body of bodyguard Bart. He began to inspect and clean up the traces near the sofa.
Both of them wore wigs to disguise themselves and wore gloves. It was impossible to leave hair or fingerprints in the room, and there was no need to erase all traces.
Belmode only needed to remove traces that might reveal physical information, such as the shoe prints that must have been left on the carpet. The workload was not large, and he could check it at will, and he could also chat with Chi Feichi.
"Lark, what happened to your teeth? I saw that bodyguard. He was wearing a stab-proof suit under his clothes. There were two piercing teeth marks on the shoulders of the stab-proof suit, similar to... being poisoned by the fangs of a poisonous snake.
Bite marks…”
Chi Feichi cracked the password of a private network disk, roughly browsed the information inside, and took out a USB flash drive to download and copy.
"I remember you bit a cup before. What do you think? This kind of hardness and sharpness cannot be possessed by human teeth." After checking the carpet, Belmod found that there was nothing to clean up. He straightened up and looked at the sofa. "
Could it be that you secretly modified your own teeth?"