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Chapter 517

 The next day.

Chi Fei went to the church to discuss the baptism process with the priest.

It happened to be Sunday church time, and it was a church frequented by powerful people. He also met an important military official who was one of the targets of Rum's investigation.

Dyn Garcia,Dylan Garcia.

67 years old. Before retiring, he was a Marine Corps colonel and served as a ship captain. He currently has a son and a nephew still in the military.

Dylan Garcia is tall and severely overweight. His graying hair and beard are still meticulously groomed. He has a kind and gentle smile on his face. He doesn't have any military temperament on his body, but he does look a bit like Santa Claus.

When Chi Feichi was communicating with the priest, Dylan Garcia joined in the fun and expressed interest in attending the baptism three days later.

Chi Feichi naturally welcomed him, and he and Dylan Garcia had afternoon tea at a coffee shop outside the church.

It doesn't matter whether Dylan-Garcia is overly enthusiastic or is restless and wants to have good relationships with people in the business world.

Although the investigation has nothing to do with him, he can make contact. If he contacts the right person, it may be helpful to the operation.

By the way, let Feimo send his men to monitor it. Maybe before Rum can find out, he will already have news on his side.

It was around 4 p.m. when I said goodbye to Dylan Garcia.

Chi Feichi and Takatori Yannan found a place to have dinner, disguised themselves, and were about to go to trade when they received an email.

[FBI agents were coming in and out of Spencer’s home, and trading was suspended, waiting for information.——Rum]

Spencer was the politician who wanted to change his employer and collected dirty information about his old employer.

【Ok.——Raki】

"There's no need to go," Chi Feichi stopped Takatori Yannan who was driving to his destination, and sent an 'operation cancelled' email to Stout and Cohen, "There's something wrong with Spencer, the FBI

People came in and out of his house."

"He won't want to set a trap to catch us, right?" Takatori Yannan was a little surprised.

"I don't know. Rum's side probably hasn't found out yet. We'll wait until he investigates," Chi Feichi said. "Go for a walk on the street and go to the Boston Common at 9pm to pick someone up."

If it is confirmed that Spencer contacted the FBI, then what Rum sent should be a clear message like: 'Something has happened, Spencer has got together with the FBI, and the transaction has stopped.'

Whether or not to silence them later depends on how exposed they are to Spencer. It is up to them to decide.

Takatori Yannan drove the car onto another road and said with a relaxed smile, "It's time to relax. Boss, do you want to go to the Charles River to see the night view?"

"Night view of the Charles River?" The sleepy Fei Chi immediately poked his head out of his collar, "Go, I have to go. Fei Mo also took me there the night I got here. Master, I know a particularly good place to see the night view.

I’ll take you to see it!”

Chi Feichi: "...let's go."

At night, golden lights shine on both sides of the Charles River.

Beside a remote bridge, a black car was parked on the roadside, and two men in black stood between the railings and blew the night breeze.

In a passing car not far away, Cohen accidentally saw the two of them and was stunned for a moment.

"Thank you for sending me there. I don't know what happened. The operation was suddenly canceled and the car couldn't start." Stout sat in the passenger seat and paid attention to the situation behind the car. "Did something happen?"

Now that the codename 'Lark' is associated with 'Operation Cancelled', he is a little nervous.

He suspected that Luck was playing false and true again, deliberately testing people!

Although it was not clear what Luck was testing, it was precisely because he did not know that he was not fooled.

"I don't know." Cohen looked up and saw Chi Feichi, who looked like a young European man standing by the railing, talking on the phone and looking up at him, as if he had spotted him, "He saw me.

"

This was not the first day that Stout met Cohen. He was somewhat accustomed to Cohen's dull personality. He turned around in confusion and quickly locked his eyes on the two men in black standing by the bridge. "People from the organization?"

"Luck." Cohen slowed down.

Stout almost jumped up.

He never expected that he would meet Lark tonight while taking Cohen's car instead of seeing him during the mission.

Thinking about it this way, why did his car break down early and late, but why could it not start after the operation was cancelled?

Could it be some kind of trap for him? Tonight is the scene of a large-scale execution? Has he exposed a flaw? Or is it a test?...

Cohen didn't think too much, "Would you like to say hello?"

Stout calmed down, held steady, must hold steady, "I'm not familiar with him, what do you think?"

Cohen was silent for a while, "Since I saw it, I might as well say hello."

Chi Feichi had already seen Cohen, but was still busy making phone calls.

Spencer went over at the agreed trading time, waited for a while and found that they were not there, so he called.

He did not notify Spencer in advance that the transaction was cancelled. He wanted Spencer to move so that Rum could confirm whether the FBI in Spencer's family was the one who came to investigate them.

It wasn't until Spencer called that he said the deal was cancelled.

"Why the sudden cancellation?" Spencer on the other side of the phone was a little anxious. "I carry so much cash and materials in the car. It's inconvenient to run around. If someone discovers it, not only me, but you will also be involved.

Troublesome!"

Chi Feichi said in a hoarse voice, "I also want to ask Mr. Spencer what happened to the FBI agents coming in and out of your house."

Spencer choked and said hurriedly, "No, you have to believe me. I didn't disclose this matter to the outside world. I didn't tell anyone about our transaction! They just came to Boston to investigate a murder case half a year ago. I heard that

The murderer committed another crime elsewhere, and they will leave after obtaining the files..."

"We will judge the specific situation. In short, the transaction time will be determined again." After Chi Feichi finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

After Chi Feichi hung up the phone, Cohen's car slowly stopped on the side of the road and greeted him blankly, "Luck."

Chi Feichi raised his eyes and looked at Stout in the passenger seat, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you just retreating now?"

"There's something wrong with Stout's car," Cohen said, "I'm going to pick him up."

Stout tried his best to keep his expression calm, silently alert, and memorized the face in front of him.

This face looks very young, and with the freckles on his cheeks, he looks like a boy of eighteen or nineteen.

However, he will not be deceived so easily.

Whether it's his expression, eyes, dangerous aura on his body, or his status in the organization, it's not something a big boy can have.

And judging from the clues he has so far, this is an old fox, extremely cunning, cruel, and confusing.

Also, he had heard the hoarse and harsh voice when they were talking on the phone before the meeting. He always thought it was a voice changer or something like that, but now it seems...

Is it Lark's original voice?

Chi Feichi nodded, turned to look at Takatori Yannan next to him, walked to the car, opened the door, "You are busy, we have other things to do."

"Okay." Cohen responded dully and drove away.

Chi Fei got into the car late and called Ginjiu.

When you act as an organization member, you brainwash yourself as a pure organization member. This trick is very useful.

As an organization member, he should make a phone call at this time to confirm.

"Gin, Cohen and Stout have a good relationship?"

"Cohen spent some time in the UK before, what happened?"

"It's nothing. The operation was canceled due to unexpected circumstances. I met him and Stout on the road. He said that Stout's car broke down. He gave Stout a ride by the way. Cohen is not the kind to be enthusiastic.

People who help others, so I called you to ask."

"Is there anything unusual?"

"Not found."

"Then don't worry about it. They are both snipers. They have some kind of friendship. How do you feel about being there? Are you getting used to it?"

"fine……"



In the car leaving, Stout was silently relieved. It seemed that it was not a trap aimed at him. He pretended to be calm and asked, "Will the two of us staying together make Lark suspicious?"

"If you don't have any secrets in your heart, you won't be afraid of suspicion." Cohen said in an old-fashioned tone.

Stout agreed, "That's true...but Luck's voice is really ugly."

"Yeah." Cohen agreed.

Stout has a black streak on his head.

There is no normal person in the organization.

How should he answer this?

It is really difficult to extract information from Cohen, a dull man.

If you deliberately mention Lak, it's a bit suspicious of deliberate prying, so let's forget it and try to find out about the organization's recent developments in Japan.

"How have you been spending your time in Japan? Not bad, right?"

"same as usual."

Stout: "..."

In despair, he gave up searching for information.



After Chi Feichi left the Charles River, he drove to the Boston Common to pick up Frant before heading to the Ds area together.

After Frant got in the car, she saw Yanao Takatori, who was disguised as a bearded man in the passenger seat, and still greeted him warmly, "Hi, hello, it's the first time we meet!"

"Hello." Takatori Yannan responded in a low voice.

"How are you feeling?" Chi Feichi asked in a hissing voice.

"I've been feeling much better these past two days," Frant looked down at the scarf around her neck, "I just don't know if there will be any scars."

Chi Fei did not continue.

He doesn't have any magic pill to remove scars.

Takatori Yannan didn't say anything anymore.

He is not familiar with this woman.

Frant also rarely sat quietly in the back seat for a while. When the car was almost near the Ds area, he said, "The Ds area can be divided into about 5 areas. The leader of the territory entering from the main road is Art. This guy

His arms are covered with pictures of beauties, and he has the most people under his arm, and they are also the most chaotic. There are people of all kinds. It is a mess and occupies the main road, so he often robs passing vehicles."

Takatori Yannan couldn't help but look at Flande in the rearview mirror of the car.

If there had been such a familiar person, it would have been much easier for them to enter the Ds area that night. At least they would not have taken the main road directly, which was troublesome and wasted bullets.

"Other people look down on this kind of area that is easily rounded up by a large number of police cars and has little income," Frant continued. "I haven't been to the east and south much. There are two gangs stationed there, and the main activity is to go out.

Thefts and robberies, I don’t know who is leading the charge, but the relationship between the two parties is not good, and gunfights often occur at night, and both parties are too busy to care about other things."

"The cleaner place is the north, which belongs to Wayne. Some contraband is sold there, and some people from the city go there to buy things."

Frant took out a cigarette, took out a match and lit it, her delicate face illuminated by the fire was indifferent.

Compared with the people in the east and south, Wayne is not so hateful, but who made Wayne make her homeless?

Yes, she has been homeless since 8 years ago.

"Ximian, in the past few years, was jokingly called a loser neighborhood. Most of them are bankrupt people. Because there are many empty houses there and the original owners can't be found, they naturally don't need rent. They can move in as long as they pay the water and electricity bills. Almost every day

There are new people passing by, and new people leaving or dying every day. People in that area are almost not aggressive, but some people keep guns at home for self-protection..."


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