Chapter 90 Wang Zhen: Okay, very good, I'm not angry!
Chapter 90 Wang Zhen: Okay, very good, I’m not angry!
Author: Brilliant fireworks
Chapter 90 Wang Zhen: Okay, very good, I’m not angry!
George came up to the third floor with a camera hanging on his chest and a suitcase in his hand.
"This way." The golden retriever waved, and John and George walked over.
Wang Zhen also followed up. He wanted to see the CIA's modus operandi...
Entering a bedroom, a cabinet was completely dismantled, and a safe about 1.5 meters high appeared in front of everyone. It was a triple anti-theft safe with a fingerprint lock, electronic password and mechanical password.
When George put down his suitcase and opened it, he saw a pile of tools. Wang Zhen's eyes lit up when he saw it. His mind was filled with images of agents in movies using various advanced equipment to open safes. Today he finally got to see it with his own eyes!
Excited!
John took over the camera and started filming, and George picked up a thin metal tube with a slightly curved head, and a round metal container connected to the back by the tube.
Wang Zhen frowned slightly, this thing looked familiar...
Looking again, Wang Zhen's eyes suddenly widened, and he saw a burst of flame suddenly spurting out from the front of the metal pipe in George's hand, and then turned into a pure white bright flame.
Then, George took the cutting gun and cut directly at the mechanical lock of the safe...
Go down...
go!
Isn’t this a flame cutting gun?
I even took off my pants, you are a CIA, if you don’t use some black technology, just show me this!
"No, shouldn't it be some kind of black technology to unlock the door? For example, cracking the password or something?" Wang Zhen asked in a low voice.
John turned his head and looked at Wang Zhen with a strange look on his face. He looked up and down, and a strange smile appeared on his face, "All locks are ultimately mechanical forces. Can't we just cut off their roots? You are talking about making a movie.
Or you want to steal quietly without being discovered."
"But it's different now. We open the safe and check it openly. Why do we do that!"
Wang Zhen gave a thumbs up, what a fair and upright person!
Impressed!
"Of course, we also have high-tech, latest spray gun cutting equipment, which far exceeds the temperature of acetylene spray guns, is faster and more efficient."
"Aren't you afraid of burning the contents inside?"
"Don't worry, high-end safes are three-layered and have a special insulation layer to prevent spray gun cutting. This requires additional equipment to destroy. It may seem crude, but it is actually very professional."
Wang Zhen pursed his lips and smiled, beautiful!
The speed of violent destruction is always fast. George took out a small bottle of carbon dioxide fire extinguisher and sprayed it to cool down, and then opened the safe directly.
There was no money-dropping part as Wang Zhen imagined, and as a result, something near the cutting position was burned.
"You stay here, let's go search for the loot." Jin Mao patted Wang Zhen on the shoulder and left with the donkey.
John just glanced at it and stopped caring. George roughly pulled out the money and everything in the safe and dropped it on the ground.
Wang Zhen took a look and saw that there were U.S. dollars, British pounds, and Iraqi dinars, all of which were large-denomination banknotes. He couldn't tell how many there were at a glance. It was probably no less than a million dollars.
There are also some luxury goods such as jewelry, gold, and watches in the safe. The rest are paper documents, CDs, USB flash drives, mobile hard drives, etc., and a gun, made of gold.
John took out a document bag from his arms, opened it, threw several documents into the safe, and then picked up the camera again to film.
Wang Zhen secretly praised it, saying that he had the inner flavor of a privately made dragon robe.
George ignored the valuables, opened a notebook, inserted the USB flash drive to copy the files, and at the same time picked up the paper documents and began to read through them quickly.
After turning a few pages, George stopped his hand, looked up at John, and showed the entire page in front of the camera.
Upon seeing this, Wang Zhen immediately understood that there was no so-called false accusation at all. The family themselves had hidden armor, weapons, and crossbows!
John handed the camera to George and continued filming, then turned and left. There was no need to continue paying attention.
"Then what?" Wang Zhen asked in a low voice as he followed John.
"Wait, when the Adan Abboud family comes back, it depends on their attitude whether we take these evidences with us or pretend that nothing happened." As he said, John looked at his watch, "They only have half of them.
hours."
"Okay, that's it, I'm leaving first." John smiled and patted Wang Zhen's arm, "I'll leave the rest to you."
Wang Zhen:???
Reaching out to grab John's arm, Wang Zhen pointed to his face in confusion, "Did you make a mistake? Didn't you say before that we were only responsible for attacking and the rest would be left to you?"
"Yes!" John nodded.
"Then you still want me to talk to him?"
"You don't think that I, the deputy of the CIA branch in Iraq, can talk to them face to face about these things, do you?"
"I..." Wang Zhen was stuck for a moment, and the corner of his mouth twitched. There was something wrong with the bird's food.
The CIA is an espionage intelligence organization that walks in the dark. It is one thing to know that they are taking advantage of their positions, but it is another thing to be corrupt and accept bribes openly.
"Didn't I tell you the bottom line? Aren't you still unsure about the rest of the negotiation?" John smiled and whispered in Wang Zhen's ear: "Of course, if it's a golden retriever, only Daryl can handle this matter.
Let’s take care of it. Fortunately, we all believe in you.”
"Thank you!" Wang Zhen gritted his teeth. He actually didn't want to do this, and he didn't want to pay more.
"You're welcome." John smiled, turned around and walked downstairs.
George, on the other hand, was still taking photos and making copies of documents. Obviously he wanted to wait for the outcome of Wang Zhen's negotiations.
Wang Zhen sat on the sofa with a helpless expression. Jin Mao and the others went upstairs and started loading the money and valuables. Donkey looked at Wang Zhen acting like an uncle and immediately waved and said, "Come and get the things!"
"Then you can negotiate with someone."
"Uh... forget it, I'm not interested in bearded men." The donkey immediately turned his head.
A few minutes later, Wang Zhen heard the sound of a sudden brake coming from outside, followed by a loud shouting in Arabic that he could not understand.
The shovel machine gun was pointed at the other party. The Golden Retrievers immediately rushed to the window and pointed their guns at them. Suddenly, the noise stopped instantly. The other party also raised their guns, but it was obvious that they had no momentum.
A man in his forties, wearing a white robe, got out of the car and had a loud quarrel with the man in robe who had been waiting for them at the door. He didn't care about his men, took long strides, and walked towards the manor with an angry look on his face.
come over.
The scene of the villa hall that was blasted to pieces by rocket launchers, corpses, blood splattered on the walls and floor, and a group of female relatives being guarded in a corner made the man's face become more and more gloomy, as if water was about to drip out at any time.
The anger can be imagined.
But what Wang Zhen never expected was that even so, this guy still took the elevator to the third floor...
Wang Zhen couldn't understand and was greatly shocked.
Is this the aristocratic temperament embedded in the bones, or is it just a show-off?
Going upstairs, his eyes swept over Jin Mao and others, and after looking at Wang Zhenhou who was sitting carelessly on the sofa, he ignored them and walked quickly towards his bedroom.