Hanks and his secretary returned to New York's apartment. As soon as they entered, Chelkov and the others also arrived.
"My dear, according to the old rules, you go up." Cherkov said to his wife.
Natasha nodded. Just now, she had changed another set of clothes in the car, and her long hair had changed into short hair. When she was changing clothes, she also saw the white driver's face dumbfounded.
Cheerkov patted the guy on the shoulder: "Jim, remember to keep it secret."
The white driver suddenly trembled. He knew the meaning of this sentence, that is, others already knew his name.
"Sir, please rest assured that I will keep it confidential and will be happy to serve you."
Cheerkov smiled slightly and threw him a hundred dollars, "Jim, you are not serving us, you are serving our great country."
"Yes, I serve the country." Jim had been brainwashed without knowing it.
Natasha quickly walked into the apartment building, and the moment the elevator door closed, she rushed in in a panic.
"Feel sorry."
Hanks and his secretary had no idea of Natasha's identity, so they just nodded gently to her.
Natasha has an average appearance, but her figure is quite good. When she wears fashionable large sunglasses, the shortcomings of her average appearance are perfectly covered.
The purpose of Natasha getting into the elevator was not to find out where Hanks and the others were going, she just wanted to confirm what kind of person Hanks was.
When the elevator door opened, Natasha twisted her graceful waist and walked out.
Her pair of sunglasses were specially modified. There was a tiny reflector on the edge of the sunglasses. After several refractions of the reflector, she could clearly see the situation behind her.
The elevator door slowly closed...
After smoking a cigarette on this floor, Natasha came to the elevator again.
The elevator door opened and Natasha pressed the "1" number key without hesitation.
"Did you see the lights on in that apartment?" Just now Natasha quickly sent Chelkov the number of Hanks' and their destination floors displayed on the elevator.
"Saw."
"That's good."
"How about it, are you interested?" At this time, her husband Cherkov asked half jokingly and half seriously.
Natasha shook her head: "He didn't even look at me. This guy must be a technical man. He must have been bewitched by someone."
Cheerkov nodded. Whether it was Hanks's clothes or the fact that he just didn't take a serious look at Natasha, who was sexy and hot, these things revealed from his nature all showed that without exception.
Hanks is a technical guy.
It is not clear whether he was bewitched or not.
"What should we do now?" Natasha asked her husband.
"Let's find a place to rest first. It's night now."
"OK."
…
After a night's rest, the two of them became quite energetic. According to the plan, they will continue to follow today.
Since the hotel they stayed in was right across from the apartment, there was no need for the two of them to stare at it. They only needed to judge whether they had left the apartment by the lighting in Hanks' apartment.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Hanks left the apartment.
The two of them immediately followed.
In fact, their surveillance this time was not to find out the complete situation of Hanks. They were just ordered to know whether Hanks met any other mysterious people during his stay in New York.
However, after several days of reconnaissance, Chelkov and the others found no useful value, including Hanks' company.
The monopoly hearing on Hanks and his company was also held as scheduled.
Hanks claimed that part of his investment was provided by his family and the other part was provided by his girlfriend.
Through the operation of the sponsors behind it, all the evidence is quite perfect, so that the people who are responsible for finding faults in that organization cannot find any fault at all.
As a last resort, this complaint can only be withdrawn.
Cheerkov and Natasha returned to London alone.
However, Vladimir didn't seem too unhappy about this. At least judging from this follow-up, his judgment was the same as that of Cherkov and Natasha, that is, as early as in Edo, Hank
Si and the person behind him have already met.
"Keep an eye on it." Now the only way to get rid of it is through clues of evidence.
Currently, Abdullah and the others are continuing to use satellites to conduct reconnaissance at the oasis. At the same time, Abdullah has also sent people to investigate the situation of the helicopter and the abandoned factory.
Helicopters are leased, as are used factories.
Since these are all leased, according to Abdullah, there seems to be no very useful clues.
However, Vladimir did not agree with this. He told Abdullah that he could start from the pilot.
When Abdullah heard this suggestion, his eyes lit up.
With Qian's ability, I'm afraid not many people can resist it, right?
At the same time, shortly after Chelkov and the others left New York and returned to London, a message quickly came from Mr. Te, that is, the legal person of Future Technology Company had been changed, from Hanks to
Gordon.
"Then what is the origin of this Gordon?" Vladimir asked very curiously.
"This guy has a lot of experience, and he's all engaged in management work. So it's possible that he was hired on a temporary basis," Mr. Te said after thinking for a while.
"If you have a chance, help me find out more about that guy, Mr. Te."
"No problem, dear Mr. Vladimir."
…
Similarly, Artyom also met with Metshaw at Bari.
The two had previous contact information, so Artyom invited Metshaw to meet him on the pretext of a business trip to Paris.
When he was serving in the Dopombe government, Metshaw didn't have much contact with Artyom. He only knew that this guy was a rich second generation from Maozi country, and he was nothing more than a mascot-like symbol, and the general behind him was...
Gachev is the real protagonist.
Therefore, Metshaw didn't think much and directly agreed to meet Artyom.
Artyom's first feeling after seeing Metshaw was that Metshaw seemed to be a different person compared to his naivety a few months ago. Seeing this, he couldn't help but murmur in his heart. It seemed that this military academy
The transformation of Metshaw is truly huge.
After a brief exchange of greetings, Artyom showed a solemn expression, "Man, there is something I have to tell you."
The expression on Metshaw's face didn't change much.
He just nodded slightly.
"Actually, your arrival at the Military Academy in Baoli was deliberately arranged by Dopengbei."