A foreign-related hotel in a certain city has an underground parking lot.
When the elevator opened, Santos and Tony walked out.
Santos was holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand and chatting while drinking.
"Through the video call just now, it seems that the boy named Qin Fei doesn't know anything."
"What do you want him to know? He's just a newcomer. In that case, it would be good to save his life." Tony's expression was like a deep pool of water, unable to see through.
Santos shrugged and said with a smile: "I thought I could find some breakthrough from him. At least it could confirm the identity of the team that sneaked into Country Z to kidnap Zhang Lan."
Tony looked at Santos and said nothing.
The two walked to the corner of the parking lot, where a car was parked.
Santos said: "I plan to go to their police later to see if they have any results on their screening of Zhang Lan's brother."
As soon as his hand landed on the doorknob, Santos suddenly felt a chill in the back of his head.
A Glock 17 was pressed against the back of his head.
"Santos, raise your hands."
Tony's cold voice came from behind.
Santos closed his eyes, then opened them, slowly raised his hands, and showed a strange smile on his lips.
"Tony, what are you doing?"
"You should know what I'm doing." Tony said as he touched Santos' waist, pulled out his pistol from there, and put it into his suit pocket.
Santos slowly turned around, still maintaining that uncomfortable smile and said: "Old friend, have you taken expired aphrodisiacs? Are you crazy? You are pointing a gun at your old friend!
You mean an agent!"
Tony shook his head: "You are not my friend, you are a traitor!"
"Why?" Santos said as he backed away into the corner.
"Because of this!" Tony pressed closer and took out a plastic bag from his pocket, which contained a bullet casing.
"Are you crazy? Questioning your partner with a warhead!?" Santos shrugged, looking dissatisfied.
Tony said: "Okay, you and I are both veterans who have been engaged in investigation work for many years. No one is a fool. You know what this is."
Santos said: "This is just a typical NATO caliber bullet, and the serial number has been erased, so what does it mean?"
Tony sneered: "Is it really that simple? This is not an ordinary bullet, it is a 5.56-caliber bullet model M262. It is not available on the market, and this kind of bullet will only be equipped with our country's special forces.
use."
"What does that mean!? Are you crazy?" Santos pointed to his forehead, "Are you kidding me? Even if you can't buy this kind of bullet on the market, what about the black market? Maybe it's that Ranger or some green guy.
I secretly take out some of the hats for my own use, or give them to friends..."
"That's enough!" Tony shouted angrily, interrupting Santos, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? I took a total of two bullet casings, and this is just one of them. I have sent the other one back to China for investigation.
An old friend from the inspection department of the bureau helped me test it. The test report came out last night. This is not an ordinary M262 bullet. According to the analysis of the gunpowder residue inside, it is specially equipped for our special forces deployed in Southeast Asia. It is aimed at tropical tropics.
The gunpowder ratio has been specially designed for rainy climates, making it more suitable for combat in wet weather."
The smile on Santos' face gradually faded, and when he looked at Tony in front of him, it was replaced by a gradually fierce expression.
"Oh! My friend, you are such a careful fellow."
"When the Bureau of Investigation investigated the kidnapping of Carlos, it already discovered that there was a mole involved, so we established a huge ammunition composition classification database, which contains various characteristics and composition analysis data of ammunition produced across the country. , with just a comparison, I can even know which factory this M262 bullet was produced in."
"Even if what you said is true," Santos said, "What does this have to do with me? Even if the attacker who attacked Zhang Lan was a special forces team belonging to our country, what does it mean?"
"Then...how do you explain this?"
Tony took out his cell phone from his suit pocket, turned it on, and faced Santos with the screen.
There was a photo on the phone of Santos standing with a military-looking man with a slight beard.
"The person in the photo is called Walker, nicknamed FOX, with the rank of Navy Lieutenant. He is the leader of a commando team deployed in Southeast Asia to specialize in covert operations. You used to be an intelligence officer in the Navy, and you have known FOX for a long time. There have been many incidents in the past. Mission. I also found out that before Zhang Lan was kidnapped, you had been to Southeast Asia once, and one of the itineraries was to meet with FOX, right? This kidnapping of Zhang Lan must be related to you."
"Hahahaha!" Santos smiled up at the sky, "My friend, you really checked it out very clearly. Now, what are you going to do?"
"Follow me back to the embassy. I don't want to alarm the police here. You and I were both soldiers. For the sake of being friends for many years, Santos, please give yourself some fucking dignity as a soldier," Tony said.
"What if I don't go?" Santos said with a fierce look in his eyes.
"I advise you not to have too many other ideas." Tony said: "I sorted out the clues I know last night and sent them back to our headquarters in the form of a report. It is estimated that they have now sent someone to your subordinate department. Tell your boss everything about you."
"Is that really the case?" Santos said with a strange smile: "Tony, do you think I have been a special forces commander for so many years and have been in the Navy for so many years, and I will not notice that you are suspicious of me? Let me tell you. ,Tony, I manipulated the confidentiality card in your laptop, and your report was not sent at all, but was intercepted by me."
"Don't believe it?" Santos turned sideways, "The intercepted information is stored in the USB flash drive in my pocket. You will know after taking a look."
Tony frowned, holding the gun in one hand and approaching Santos with the other, reaching for the pocket of his windbreaker on the right side.
As soon as his hand touched the clothes, his vision suddenly blurred, and his wrist holding the gun felt a sharp pain.
Like magic, the Grote 17 fell into Santos' hands in an instant.
Typical special forces gun-catching skills!
Then, Tony, who had no room to panic, stepped away. His neck was tightly wrapped around him, making him unable to move at all.
"In fact, I really don't want to kill you, old friend, but you forced me to do so."
Tony gasped and asked, "Why did you do this?"
"Hahahaha!" Santos laughed again, "Why? Tony, you are so childish as a boy scout. Why? Of course it's for money. Do you know how much it is? An astronomical figure! As long as I get it done, I can get part of it.
, that is enough for me and my teammates to live happily for the rest of our lives, instead of receiving that pitiful salary and then surviving until retirement, suffering from illness and waiting to die in a nursing home! I have shed blood, sweated, and sold for this country.
Live your life! I deserve a better second half of my life! Do you understand!?"
"You... you won't get what you want... ill-gotten gains..."
"Don't talk to me about ill-gotten gains! Don't talk to me about military honor! Go to hell! Nothing in this world is more important than money!" Santos put the barrel of the Glott 17 gun into a mineral water bottle
inside, pressing against Tony's chest.
"Old friend, see you in hell, but I may be a little late."
flutter--
The bullet penetrated the water bottle, and the water and bottle inside effectively weakened the sound of the gunshot. It was simply a homemade silencer.
Tony quickly softened.
Santos stuffed Tony's body into the trunk of the car and looked around.
Very good, there is no movement around, no one is around.
All this was as expected. The corner location was a blind spot in the parking lot, and there wasn't even a surveillance camera.