Owen had noticed before that the west side of this residence was being repaired, and scaffolding was installed on the entire wall. In his plan, this would facilitate their retreat.
"No, no, I can't do it, I'm afraid of heights, I can't hold these things at all..."
Before Owen could say anything, Alex was already begging from the side. No matter how hard Monica tried, she would not move. Owen felt that if there were no pillars nearby, he would definitely hold on to her until she died.
Owen didn't look like he was pretending, but that didn't work. The mercenaries who came to arrest them and the FBI had exchanged fire, but there were still people looking for them in the building, which meant that the mercenaries had no intention of giving up.
Although they managed to escape to the roof, it was only a matter of time before the mercenaries found them, and he didn't have time to waste here.
Owen pulled Alex up. Alex was unable to resist under Owen's strength, and Owen dragged him to the edge of the rooftop.
He controlled his body to increase his strength, grabbed Alex's collar with both hands and lifted him up, hanging him outside the rooftop. Alex was so frightened that he almost cried.
"Don't move, I'll knock you to death~~"
Owen's words were like magic. Alex, who had been struggling just now, immediately turned into a docile kitten, but his expression showed unspeakable grievance.
Owen looked down and then let go.
"Ah~~~~"
The air echoed with Alex's howl like a slaughtering pig, and then he fell straight into a large trash can below.
It was impossible for Owen to really kill him, this was all calculated.
Not long after, Owen and Monica climbed down the scaffolding. It was only three stories high, which was not too high. They both exercised all year round, so this height was not considered too high for them.
What.
Listening to the sound, the gun battle over there hasn't ended yet. Owen dug Alex out of the trash can. There was a lot of domestic garbage in the trash can, which acted as a big buffer. Alex looked a little embarrassed.
Outside, there were no injuries at all.
Until this moment, no one had found any trace of them, and Alex's screams did not attract anyone.
The three of them took advantage of the darkness and slipped into the alley next to them, disappearing into the darkness. The two in front walked lightly, but Alex behind them staggered a little.
…
At an alleyway of a small street, three black figures quietly appeared. They did not leave immediately, but stood in a place where the street lights could not reach and observed.
The sound of gunfire could no longer be heard, either because it was too far away or because the battle was over.
Owen looked around and saw that there were no surveillance cameras on this road and there were not many shops. He had been a police officer before, so he knew that some shop owners liked to install surveillance cameras in their stores to record what was going on in their stores at night.
Owen deliberately avoided shops and street lights and found a dark corner.
Without him taking action this time, Monica would have been eager to give it a try.
She found that she really liked staying with Owen more and more. They had not known each other for a long time, but Monica knew what he was going to do as soon as he raised his gun. Even she herself doubted why the two of them had such a tacit understanding.
.
Owen had just taught him how to steal a car, which was exciting, really exciting. For Monica, who was completely blank in interpersonal relationships, Owen simply opened another door in her life.
Just now, Monica, a top student, stole a car for the first time in his life. The only regret was that it was an old car, so old that it didn’t even have an alarm system. Monica just smashed the window, and then
Just connect the wire and start a fire.
The three of them got into the car, and Owen motioned to Monica to drive and leave this place first.
Cars were running through the streets and alleys of the old city. Although this area was not under Irving's jurisdiction and Irving couldn't fully understand it, he generally knew where there were more surveillance and where there was less surveillance.
Monica kept blowing her bubbles while driving. She was following Owen's idea to drive the car away from the area just now.
Owen took the opportunity to call Brian.
"I'm Brian, who are you?"
The call was quickly connected, and Brian's voice came from the other end, with piano playing in the background.
"Brian, this is Owen, uh... what are you doing?"
"Hey man, I'm watching Ken play the piano. Have you heard it? It's so beautiful, like walking on the clouds..."
"Do you still know how to play the piano?"
"I don't understand, but it doesn't matter, as long as it's Ken who plays it..."
Uh...well, whatever you think is good...
Owen decided to get down to business.
"Brian, do you know my current situation?"
"Of course, the TV news is broadcast 24 hours a day. I'm afraid no one in Los Angeles doesn't know about this. Oh, I think I should remind you, Owen, that your behavior during the day was a bit inappropriate..."
"What? What's wrong?"
"You are too impulsive. You should learn to control your emotions. That drug lord, if you really wanted to kill him, you should kill him directly, or do it quietly in the future, but you should not set him up and have him filmed."
"I did that because..."
"I know."
Brian interrupted Owen's explanation and continued: "You didn't want to kill him at first, maybe because of the rules of the police force or something, but you really didn't want to kill him. But his last behavior angered you, right?
"
Although he knew that Brian on the other side couldn't see it, Owen still nodded unconsciously.
"You are still too impulsive. As I said, you shouldn't show it even if you are angry. You should learn to hide your emotions. If he offends you, you just need to kill him. There is no need to show it, he won't
Being afraid will not do you any good..."
Well……
Owen was speechless. What Brian said did make sense. This was the first time he was exposed to this way of thinking. It was a bit like the old Chinese saying, "A dog that bites does not bark."
Owen thought back to when he and Brian were in Paris, and Brian was indeed like this.
He is obviously very worried about Ken's safety, but he does everything without hesitation. You can't see any of his inner thoughts from his expression. If there is any, that's what he wants you to see.
Owen suddenly felt that he was far behind these people, not in terms of force, but in terms of psychological quality.
These people can kill him instantly in this regard!
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Why did you call me..."
Brian knew that Owen would definitely not call him at this time, so he brought the conversation back to the topic.
"Uh...that's it. I encountered a rather difficult thing..."
Owen told Brian everything about his situation, including the FBI mole. However, the CTU only said that he had found some clues pointing to someone, but there was no specific evidence.
Brian didn't get to the bottom of it. People in their profession knew how dangerous curiosity could be.
After pondering for a while, Brian continued: "Owen, to be honest, your current situation is very troublesome. If it were me, I would not get involved in this at all.
One hundred million dollars is enough for someone to assassinate the president, let alone save an individual from the FBI. If you give me this money, I can even plan a coup to overthrow the regime of a small country."
"Everyone with some ability in the United States is probably staring at this matter now. One hundred million dollars. To be honest, I am excited when I hear it. So, from now on, you'd better not trust anyone, and don't call anyone casually." , that will only harm the other party."
"I'm so sorry, I……"
"Of course these people don't include me."
Brian smiled and then said: "You'd better throw this hot potato out as soon as possible, you can't win every time. The FBI is not safe, and the CTU is not trustworthy, so the only thing that can protect you now is the army.
Ordinary forces cannot penetrate the army, so I suggest you go wherever you go and hand over people to them."
"To the military? That military base outside Los Angeles?"
"Yes, hand the person over to them, and the rest will have nothing to do with you. Let the FBI go to the army to pick up the person. If anyone else has this idea for Alex, it is a matter between them, the FBI and even the army. Already."
Brian's words made Owen see the direction. When he was about to inform Monica, Brian said: "But it's too late now. If you forcefully break into a military area at night, you will 100% be killed directly. So you'd better Wait one night and go again during the day tomorrow..."
"In addition, you'd better think about your family's problems. No matter what happens to this drug lord in the future, you will definitely be retaliated by the Montel family. This is almost certain. I don't have any good ideas about this. Maybe we can Sit down and discuss it carefully, but let’s wait until you survive tomorrow..."
"Okay, let's just say this much first. The time that Ken and I can meet each week is limited. I wish you good luck..."
As Brian hung up the phone, Owen fell into deep thought.