The Mercedes-Benz was wandering in the traffic in downtown Marseille. The three of them breathed a sigh of relief. Demi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, glanced at Liu Ziguang and couldn't help but screamed: "Bruce, you have been shot!"
Liu Ziguang looked down and saw two charred marks on his chest. He smiled slightly, pulled out a steel plate from under his shirt and handed it to Demi. The steel plate was very heavy, and Demi almost didn't catch it. She only saw the two pits embedded in it.
Looking at the deformed warhead, she immediately patted her heart and said with lingering fear: "Thank God...com"
Suddenly Dongfang Ke's voice came from behind: "Look what I found?"
The two looked back and saw Dongfang Ke holding a small laptop in his hand. Liu Ziguang smiled: "Maybe there is something we need in it, but the more important thing now is to find a safe hotel."
Dongfang Ke said: "I think hotels are not safe. I stayed in Marseille two years ago and the landlord was very nice. We might as well go find him."
So Liu Ziguang followed Dongfang Ke's instructions and drove to a house on the beach. The stone house was simple and elegant. Not far away was the blue sea, with white sails dotted on the sea and seabirds flying. The scenery was refreshing.
Dongfang Ke stepped forward and rang the doorbell and knocked on the door, but no one opened the door for a long time. Demi had an idea, opened the doormat and took out a bunch of keys. Dongfang Ke shrugged, took the key and opened the door.
The furniture was covered in dust and it looked like no one had lived there for a long time.
Although they didn't know where the owner went, they decided to stay here. Liu Ziguang parked the Mercedes-Benz in the garage, Dongfang Ke went out to buy food and clothes, and Demi stayed at home to clean. In the evening, this building had been unoccupied for a long time.
The house already has some life.
In order to prevent being discovered by the neighbors, they did not use electric lights, but closed the thick curtains, lit a few white candles in the dining room, and the three of them sat at the long dining table to prepare for the meal.
Dinner was cooked by Dongfang Ke. In order not to go hungry when he was studying in Europe, he learned a lot of cooking skills, including the most famous Provence fish soup in Marseille, and of course other staple foods, smoked pork legs, fried eggs,
Green salad, pasta, and a basket of raw oysters and two bottles of wine.
Nothing can soothe people's hearts more than the atmosphere of family. After just experiencing the biggest horror experience in their lives, the two people who survived the disaster opened their hearts and talked while drinking.
Dongfang Ke told them that he was born in a declining intellectual family. His grandfather was the president of a university and was killed during his period. His father worked at a research institute and was submissive all his life. In the end, he offended his leader and died in depression. He went to Germany after graduating from high school.
I studied abroad, but later I found out that the university was a scam school that specialized in defrauding Chinese people of their money. So I left school angrily and studied while working in various European countries. I didn’t return to China until six months ago to find a job. I didn’t expect that all my knowledge was useless, and it was not a job search.
I hit a wall and just sat on the bench. I finally found a new job that was satisfactory, but I almost lost my life.
It turns out that the Greek shipyard on board the Hong Kong-registered freighter has long been connected with Eastern European criminal groups. Dongfang Ke was controlled by them as soon as he boarded the ship. He originally wanted to use him to blackmail Liu Ziguang into submission. Unexpectedly, the situation suddenly changed and the gang was overthrown by Liu Ziguang.
Dongfang Ke escaped and ascended to heaven, and had the first killing experience in his life.
It was also the first time for Demi to encounter such a thrilling scene. She thought Marseille was an extremely romantic place, but she didn’t expect that the handsome young man she met at the train station turned out to be a vicious human trafficker, and the incomprehensible Asian uncle on the train was the real deal.
The lonely hero.
"Demi, such a big thing happened, aren't you going to tell your family?" Liu Ziguang asked casually as he took a spoonful of fish soup and tasted it.
Demi's eyes dimmed for a moment: "I don't have a family. My mother danced on Broadway. She gave birth to me when she was nineteen years old, and then married another person. I grew up with my grandmother during my childhood.
Yes, it was not until I was fifteen years old that my biological father took me to Australia. However, we only lived in Canberra for three months before we moved to Shanghai, China, and lived in the same garden with a colleague of my father’s. This was also my
The happiest time was when the Mr. Hu was arrested by the authorities for commercial crimes, so I moved back to the United States, found my mother and started learning dance...
"What about you, Mr. Agent, please tell me about your experience?" When Demi raised her head again, she seemed to have put her unhappiness behind her.
But Liu Ziguang just shook his head: "My experience is very ordinary. There is nothing to say. Let's go to bed early."
After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. Fortunately, this house had three bedrooms, and everyone could share one bedroom. Liu Ziguang chose the bedroom with a window by the roadside. Before going to bed, he put an MP5K submachine gun loaded with bullets in the bedroom.
On the bedside, another loaded pistol was placed next to the pillow. Although this place was far away from the gang's control area, it was still better to be careful.
In the middle of the night, it started to rain, and the pattering raindrops knocked on the window. Liu Ziguang suddenly heard screams coming from next door, and rushed into the corridor with his gun drawn. He saw Demi rushing in only a large T-shirt that reached her knees.
He came out looking frightened, clearly having a nightmare.
Demi hugged Liu Ziguang tightly and refused to let go, which made Dongfang Ke, who also came out after hearing the news, a little embarrassed. Fortunately, he was also a sensible person, so he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Please continue."
With a gesture, he quietly went back to the house to continue studying the notebook.
The girl's young and hot body was trembling in his arms, as if she was seeking comfort. Just when Liu Ziguang wanted to speak, his mouth was blocked. In this situation, the only thing he could do was to let nature take its course.
Early the next morning, Dongfang Ke, who had not slept all night, rubbed his red eyes and yawned, and wanted to go to the kitchen to get some food. However, he was embarrassed to find that Demi, wearing only a men's shirt, was standing in front of the stove frying food.
Holding eggs, his round and slender thighs were exposed from the hem of his shirt, and his collar was opened three buttons. From the stairs, he could clearly see the turbulent waves inside. Dongfang Ke's nosebleed almost spurted out, and he hurriedly returned to the room, trying to calm down.
, waited until the footsteps in the corridor had passed before going out again.
Demi brought hot coffee, bread jam and fried eggs to Liu Ziguang, who was still lying on the bed. She snuggled next to him and stroked his strong muscles. She asked with her eyelashes flickering: "Being an agent must be exciting, right?"
"I'm not an agent." Liu Ziguang said without raising his head as he ate his breakfast.
Demi chuckled and looked like she understood. She lay on Liu Ziguang and made circles, lifting up the hem of her shirt to reveal her round butt. At this time, there was still drizzle outside the window, and the blue sea was shrouded in misty rain.
, it makes people feel that the spring in Marseille is so beautiful.
Dongfang Ke stood in the corridor and hesitated, considering whether to knock on the door and get in. Police cars passed by on the road from time to time, which made him jump with fear every time. You must know that the case of killing more than a dozen people was a shocking case, and there was no authority.
They will turn a blind eye, and technology is so advanced now, with cameras and monitors everywhere, it is not difficult for the police to find the murderer.
For everyone's safety, he mustered up the courage to knock on the door and said, "Please come in." Liu Ziguang shouted from inside. Dongfang Ke coughed twice and walked in. At this time, Demi was still standing in front of the window holding her jeans, American Girl
He was so bold and unrestrained that he didn't mind Dongfang Ke's shocked gaze at all.
The dancer has a good figure. Dongfang Ke secretly swallowed, raised the laptop in his hand and said: "Guess what I found, the email records of Cooks and his Marseille accomplices, as well as their bank account numbers."
"Unfortunately, the hardware key was plugged into the computer. I spent the whole night cracking the password. Now I only need a safe account to transfer the millions of euros in it."
These words were all spoken in Jiangdong dialect. Although Demi had lived in Shanghai for a while, Dongfang Ke believed that her language talent was not enough to master a local language proficiently.
Sure enough, Demi looked at them blankly, picked up the plate and went out. Liu Ziguang also put on his clothes and said, "I have the account number. They are all safe Swiss bank accounts. I will give you one right now."
"And your six boxes, five containers to be precise, because they contain some sensitive things, they dare not unload them in France. Instead, they will transport them to a safe place in North Africa and sell them to
The other person, of course, this is just something they agreed on before, but now it has changed, I think Cooks will probably make other arrangements." Dongfang Ke said carefully, thinking about his words, he had already identified himself as the person on Liu Ziguang's ship.
He is a sensible person and knows that if he is involved, it will be difficult to escape unscathed. The most appropriate way is to make Liu Ziguang feel that he is still valuable and can be used as a partner.
"That's not possible. Although these things are rubbish, they can still be used. And I have paid for the goods. I must get these five boxes of goods." Liu Ziguang said.
"I'm afraid the ship has already set off, but it doesn't matter. I left the satellite phone you gave me on the ship. Maybe we can find the ship based on the signal."
"Great, let's leave now."
"Then what should she do?" Dongfang Ke shouted downstairs, and Demi's voice humming a song came from below.
"If we meet by chance, let's forget about it." Liu Ziguang said without hesitation, swept the sheets and carefully twirled some hair.
"Actually, you can take her with you, she is..." Dongfang Ke suggested. He thought Liu Ziguang was collecting Demi's black hair as a souvenir.
Liu Ziguang said: "You should also deal with the traces left behind. You should also wipe the coffee cup. Don't leave any clues."
Dongfang Kexin said that technology is so advanced now that the three people eating and sleeping in the house must have left many traces that cannot be eliminated. Wiping off fingerprints and picking up hair can only be better than nothing, but he still faithfully carried out Liu Ziguang's instructions.
He ordered, tried his best to eliminate the traces he left, and went downstairs with the computer in his arms.
"What's for lunch?" Demi was washing dishes in the kitchen and asked casually when she heard them coming down from upstairs. Then she turned around and saw the two of them getting ready. She quickly wiped her hands and ran over: "Wait for me."
"Demi." Liu Ziguang held her shoulders and said, "Look into my eyes."
"You're not going to take me, are you?" Demi asked.
"We are going to carry out a very dangerous mission, you know, very dangerous." Liu Ziguang said sincerely.
Demi bit her lip and nodded. Liu Ziguang didn't say much, hugged this wandering American girl hard, turned around and left, never looking back.