9-76 Those who sacrifice their lives get paid in blood
Although the assassination failed, Thorpe would never forget it. He felt that he had never been so close to death. According to the evidence left at the scene, the killer actually prepared a powerful machine gun and a sniper rifle that could shoot accurately.
If McCain hadn't shown up early, I might have been doomed.
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Afterwards, Thorpe gave McCain a salary increase and quickly bought a new house. All the procedures were done in secret. Except for the closest people, even his secretary did not know where the new home was. At the same time, he
Officer Raymond was asked to investigate the matter, but there was little hope of solving the case. The ballistics of the machine gun were consistent with the gun that appeared in a gang fight in Brooklyn three months ago. It was believed to be from Mexico along with drugs.
The smuggled weapons made the case even more complicated.
Thorpe also strengthened the protection of those around him. He sent a bodyguard to Emily and asked an older bodyguard to be responsible for Demi's safety, because he knew that Demi would definitely resent the appearance of the bodyguard and would definitely
Try to get rid of it by any means, so you need to send someone with experience.
As he expected, the wild Demi drove her latest Ferrari, effortlessly got rid of the bodyguard's car, and arrived alone at the dance training center near Brooklyn College. From the parking lot
When she came out, she felt someone following her. She thought it was bodyguards, but when she turned around, she saw two black men with silver chains hanging around their necks and black leather caps on their heads. Demi suddenly felt horrified and threw her feet away.
He ran away, and two black men started chasing him.
As expected, it was directed at her. Demi regretted it so much that she almost twisted her foot in her panic. Just when she was in a hurry, she suddenly bumped into someone. She screamed in fright, turned around and ran again, but she was hit by someone.
After hugging her, a familiar voice sounded in her ears: "Demi, it's me."
Demi took a closer look and was immediately overjoyed: "Bruce, it's you!"
The person who came was none other than Liu Ziguang. He smiled and nodded: "It's me, we meet again. Are you okay?"
"It's not good, someone is chasing me." Demi hurriedly hid behind Liu Ziguang, but stopped running away. She knew Bruce's skills, and those two black men would never get a good deal.
Sure enough, as soon as the two black men took out the razors from their waists, and before they could do any tricks, they were frightened by Liu Ziguang's pistol and did not dare to move. As black men who grew up in Brooklyn, they were used to it.
They met all kinds of people, and a mere pistol could not scare them. What really frightened them was the terrifying aura exuding from this mysterious Asian man.
The black man ran away, and Demi smiled sweetly: "Bruce, did you come to see me specially?"
"Yes, can we talk? Find a place to have a good talk." Liu Ziguang said.
"Of course, I'll go to your place wherever you live." Demi said enthusiastically. She didn't live with her father now, so it didn't matter where she wanted to spend the night.
But Liu Ziguang obviously didn't mean this. He just took Demi to a quiet coffee shop. The two of them found a seat and sat down. Liu Ziguang said straight to the point: "Actually, this is the case. I came to the United States this time mainly to do something.
The thing is to kill Richard Thorpe."
Demi was stunned, and the menu card fell on the table. The experience on the night of her nineteenth birthday was unforgettable. Her father's house was shot by machine guns, the yacht exploded, the bodyguard was injured, and the police came to a whole block.
I thought it was Bruce who did this.
"You...you...don't mean to..." Demi stammered and couldn't speak, but Liu Ziguang understood what she meant: "No, I don't want to kidnap you. What I want to tell you is,
Your father is not dead, it's because of you, when I saw you in the scope, I changed my mind, it's that simple."
"But why do you want to kill Richard? He is just a businessman."
"Okay, no more words. You will understand in the future. It's time for me to leave. If it's too late, your father's killer will be chasing me." After Liu Ziguang finished speaking, he stood up and left. Demi stood up and asked, "I
Can I see you again?"
"Maybe." Liu Zibald walked away without looking back, got into Alexander's car and drove away, leaving only a devastated Demi.
Five minutes later, Demi's bodyguard came to the coffee shop. Seeing that her employer was safe and sound, she was relieved to sit in the car outside the door. Demi's heart moved, she opened her bag and searched, and finally found a coin in the mezzanine.
Electronic components, this is definitely not something in the bag.
It was a radio tracker. Demi couldn't help but think deeply. It seemed that she didn't know her father well.
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"That girl seems to be very passionate about you. Why don't you stay for the night? We have plenty of time." Alexander said.
"She is Thorpe's daughter." Liu Ziguang replied expressionlessly.
Alexander stopped suddenly and said with some disbelief: "Just because of this little girl, you didn't kill Thorpe!"
"Maybe, drive your car and remember that you are the one getting paid, not the one giving orders." Liu Ziguang said coldly.
Alexander drove the car gloomily, and suddenly Liu Ziguang handed over an envelope: "This is for you."
Opening the envelope with one hand, he saw a traveler's check inside. Alexander's bitter face suddenly lit up: "Fifty thousand euros, all for me?"
"Yes, young man, you did a good job, you deserve this."
"Oh, thank you boss, I want to work for you, is that okay?" Alexander was very excited. Under Listrovsky, he could only get five thousand US dollars per month. Young people have a lot of expenses and don't have much money left every month.
I have a lot of money, and now I suddenly meet a boss who is bold and good-tempered. How can I prevent him from thinking about changing jobs?
"I will consider it." Liu Ziguang said.
"Where are you going, boss?" Alexander was still full of energy.
"Go to Africa."
"Yes! Boss, I would like to ask, can I get so much money every month from working for you?" Alexander seemed to be very talkative, and it seemed that 50,000 euros was a great stimulus to him.
"Not necessarily. Workers get paid, and those who sell their lives get paid with blood. Based on the nature of your recent work, I don't think fifty thousand euros is too much." Liu Ziguang replied.
Alexander nodded thoughtfully.
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When Liu Ziguang and Alexander boarded the flight from New York to Dakar, some clues finally emerged about the attack on Thorpe's home. According to police records from the day before, two foreign men had stayed near the scene of the incident for a long time.
The police also pointed them to an empty house on the other side of the river. In addition, according to a police officer from the Brooklyn Division, his informant had reliable information that two foreign men had bought heavy weapons, one of whom was Asian and the other.
They are Russians or Nordics.
All aspects of intelligence were gathered together, and gradually came to light: an Asian man, five feet ten inches tall, about thirty years old, good at disguise, and a Russian man, six feet tall, blond, with a ferocious appearance. It was these two people who carried out the attack.
The raid on Thorpe's house.
Thorpe promised a large sum of money and asked Officer Edmund to use all resources to thoroughly investigate the matter. He knew very well how amazing the power of the FBI was, especially in today's grim anti-terrorism situation. It was really a big deal to investigate the details of the two people.
Very easy thing.
But unfortunately, a bombing occurred in Manhattan, killing more than a dozen people. It was said to be the work of a Middle Eastern radical organization. All law enforcement forces in the United States devoted their energy to this matter, even Thorpe's old acquaintances
Edmund has been transferred there, so he doesn't have the energy to take care of the Thorpe family's business.
The uneasy Thorpe could only take a private plane to Australia and continue to conduct remote control from a place he considered the safest. The war in Western Saddamoa had entered the most critical moment, and he could not relax his grasp of the situation at all.
After Liu Ziguang and Alexander arrived in Senegal, they transferred to Benin and found a penniless man on the outskirts of Cotonou. They passed the time with rum and talked about the pilot Mulligan. Liu Ziguang's arrival made him very excited and he readily agreed to fly to the west.
Saddamaya's request.
After several hours of flying, Liu Ziguang finally returned to Western Saddamoa. This time he still landed at San Juan Airport. However, there were no longer General Kuba's customs officers and police here. Instead, they were replaced by employees under Colonel Faulkner.
Troops, who used the airport to receive airlift supplies and as an advance base for the attack on San Juan.
No one made it difficult for Liu Ziguang and Old Mulligan's plane. Faulkner was a pure soldier and was not involved in those conspiracies. According to the contract, his employer was His Highness Bobby and not any company. This was also Faulkner's principle.
One of them only fought for the legitimate government, and Mr. Thorpe's Brayman Mining Company only appeared as Bobby's credit guarantee. Liu Ziguang was already convinced of this from Thomas's confession and Bobby's contract.
His Royal Highness Bobby, who had narrowly escaped death, went to the airport to greet Liu Ziguang in person, accompanied by Chen Martin and Li Jianguo. Bobby, who was cheering and swarming, seemed to have regained his confidence. He held Liu Ziguang's hand and was filled with emotion. Thinking of the parting and death in the suburbs of Hanpuqun, the Crown Prince
The circles under his eyes were red.
"I will award them medals." His Highness said.
At this time, Zhang Baiqiang and others were standing on the distant seaside, watching the ebb and flow of the tide. A new tomb was built in the coconut grove, and the items used by the crow and a piece of clothing were buried there.
"Brother, this is your new home. We will visit you often in the future." The three gangsters lit up cigarettes and placed them in front of the grave. They also burned a magazine, and the ashes of the magazine were quickly blown away by the sea breeze.
Seagulls are soaring in the sky, and a cargo ship is moored on the blue sea. At this time, everyone is thinking about the same thing: