In the small room, Smith experienced two fierce firefights, one with Quintana, and the other with the cold corpses on the ground.
Quintana went to the bathroom to change clothes and breastfeed the baby who was waiting to be fed. Russell and Smith were touching the corpse. The hotel was no longer safe. The next wave of attackers might arrive at any time. The two hoped to get something useful from the corpse before the enemy arrived.
clues.
The attackers all wore uniform uniforms. Smith judged that they were veterans and found clues from their guns.
After Quintana had changed his clothes, the three of them did not dare to delay and drove out of the hotel quickly.
Once again, the police were late. When the Ford drove away from the hotel door, the rapid sound of alarm bells came from the street corner. In the rearview mirror, Russell saw more than ten police cars and two armored riot vehicles.
The explosion-proof car door opened, and two teams of SWAT officers filed out with firearms in hand. They were wearing helmets and tactical vests. When they turned around, they revealed white English on the back of the black vests.
S.W.A.T!!
Russell frowned. He still knew about S.W.A.T. Under normal circumstances, it would not be dispatched. Its main task was to deal with extreme violent criminal incidents. The usual targets were gangsters and underworld gangs with heinous crimes.
The appearance of this group of people meant that Russell and Smith were labeled as heinous criminals by their superiors.
【bite!】
[The host contacts S.W.A.T and triggers the lottery. Do you want to draw now? 】
Well, at least there's some good news.
Russell comforted himself while starting the lottery. Soon, he got a character card in the system prompts.
[Character Card: Swart (You actually said that my 100 kills and 0 deaths on the transport ship were due to the use of assistance, and kicked me out of the room. You guys are noobs. I, Swart, never cheat)]
Russell: "..."
Play well, kill 0 out of 100, who will be killed if you don't kill me!
Smith was sitting in the passenger seat, holding in his hand the trophy he got from picking up the corpse, a pistol with a strong metallic texture.
"Look at this, the Nite Tac pistol made by Hammerson Arms has just been on the market less than six months ago, and all of them are using this model of pistol."
"What's there to see? Isn't the truth obvious?"
Russell glanced at it and stopped paying attention. He had never heard of a weapons company named Hammerson. This was a weapons company that only appeared in the plot. He could think of the attackers and this company with his toes.
related.
Smith held the same view. It was not that he was too smart, but that the enemy was too stupid and made a special trip to deliver clues.
Russell drove the Ford outside the city. People were chasing them everywhere. They could only deal with it in the car tonight. The two big men had no objections. Quintana had the back seat to herself with the baby in her arms. She was a miserable person.
, I feel satisfied when I have a place to stay.
Perhaps because they had carried guns together, Smith gradually became friendly towards Russell and took the initiative to briefly describe the strange things he encountered.
Russell understood the whole story, and both of them were curious about the baby's confusing life experience. What identity could trigger such a crazy pursuit?
Smith decided to explore the so-called Hammerson Arms Company. Russell had no intention of joining in the fun and chose to stay on the grounds of protecting Quintana and the baby.
Quintana didn't want Smith to take the risk alone, but Smith nodded in agreement. Only by ensuring the safety of Quintana and the baby could he take the bold step.
The operation was scheduled for the next day, and Smith left early in the morning. His plan was very simple. First, he would sneak into the Hammerson Arms Company and do the rest as appropriate.
The simple and crude plan left Russell speechless for a while, and he was even more certain that Smith was the male protagonist of the new copy, because this was a treatment that only the protagonist could get. Most people were so desperate that they wouldn't write their names upside down if they didn't pounce on Russell.
As expected, Smith was the leading actor. After only half a day, he successfully brought back the information. The person who wanted to kill the baby was the major shareholder of Hammerson Arms Company. The purpose of killing the baby was also very simple. In order to stop the baby
The father gets a DNA-matched bone marrow transplant.
Then find out who is the father of the baby and hand the baby over to him, and Smith will be able to retire successfully.
According to the clues Smith had collected before, the baby's father was suffering from an incurable disease. Because he could not find a matching donor, he gave birth to the child on his own. He spent money to find three women who were willing to be surrogates and built a
A hidden safe house, and the CIA was dispatched to protect these women.
At this point in the analysis, it is very clear that the major shareholder of Hammerson Arms Company attacked the safe house. The baby in Smith's hands was the only survivor, and the baby's unknown father was a very powerful man because he blocked John.
The latter tried every possible means to kill him because of the interests of Mawson Arms Company.
Russell was confused. Smith's analysis made sense, but it always gave Russell a "God's perspective" feeling. Considering that the other party was the male protagonist, all this became natural.
For the protagonist, this is all basic!
Within a few seconds of Russell's desertion, Smith quickly identified the baby's father. He picked up a piece of newspaper stained with cake, pointed at the congressman with a muddled face on it, and said with certainty: "That's him, Rat.
Congressman Rich!”
Russell: "What's the reason?"
"He is powerful enough to mobilize the CIA, and he is a staunch supporter of banning guns. He has given speeches on this issue more than once. If he becomes president, Hammerson Arms will go bankrupt!"
Russell: "..."
I'm sorry that I can't accept it, but your reasoning is so fantastic that you wouldn't even dare to write it in a novel. Also, this newspaper appeared at the right time!
Quintana chose to support his sweetheart's fantasy reasoning without thinking: "If we contact Congressman Rutledge, will we be safe?"
"No, that will only be worse. Not only Hammerson Arms Company, but the entire US imperialist government will come to hunt us down..." Smith's face was solemn: "You have to take your children and leave here. You can't come back until I solve everything."
.”
"How are you going to solve it, confronting a country?" Quintana shouted loudly. She didn't want Smith to be involved in danger again. There was no hope at all, and she gave up on herself.
Smith grabbed Quintana of Chesty and looked into his affectionate eyes: "Believe me, I will solve all this...for you."
Quintana immediately fell in love, and the two hugged each other tightly and began to eat as if no one else was watching.
Seeing that the flames of war were about to ignite, Russell coughed at the side to indicate his presence. It was useless. Smith was so deeply in love that he couldn't keep his penis cold. He gnawed on the woman he loved while moving his hands up and down. Kun
Tana also used Death Coil again, like an octopus, hooking his limbs tightly around Smith.
Russell: "..."
I should carry a video camera with me!
"Wow wow wow~~~"
Perhaps sensing that the cafeteria was about to be occupied, the baby began to howl and cry. Quintana's blurred eyes cleared, and he pushed Smith away and switched to loving mother mode.
Smith stared at him, there were two of those things, so it shouldn't matter if he divided one, right?
Russell held down the restless Smith and said extremely speechlessly: "Brother, the days are long. Once you solve everything, there will be plenty of time to dig tunnels. Now tell me your plan first. Don't you still want to play it by ear?"
Russell didn't want to get involved in this incident, but if Smith was unfortunate and glorious, his trip would be in vain. After counting the cards in the interface, he decided to do something.
"I appreciate your kindness. I can handle it on my own..." Smith glanced at Quintana, and for the first time he spoke down to Russell: "Protect her and the child, I can't live without them."
Seeing this tough guy lower his head, Russell's heart softened: "No problem, I will hand them over to you intact. Don't hide anything during training."
Smith smiled lightly and raised his fist: "Of course! If you add money, I will consider teaching you some unique skills. Diapers and milk powder are a big expense."
Russell raised his fist and bumped into it: "Don't worry, the cross will be paid in full. How much milk powder you can earn depends on your ability."
Smith was happy. If he taught Russell a unique skill, he would make a small fortune. He was guaranteed to bankrupt the Cross.
"That's it, I wish you good luck!"
"The same to you!"
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【Street Diary】
I'm very proud, because no great god can ever do what I want.