7:00 AM, East Los Angeles, Ontario International Airport
After the plane landed, Jenny, who had changed her outfit and wore a pair of sunglasses, walked out of the airport terminal exit, hailed a taxi, and headed straight to downtown Los Angeles.
Yesterday, she rested for a long time in Salt Lake City. The mission to assassinate Swager failed, and the company asked her to provide an explanation. This kind of thing has not happened for a long time.
But before she could reply, the company assigned her a new job - to assassinate Democratic presidential candidate David Palmer.
Assassinating the Democratic presidential candidate, what a crazy world!
The details show that this task has the highest priority, which means that she must temporarily put aside the task of assassinating Swager and complete this first.
Jenny has never assassinated a target of this level, but the company has promised her that after completing this order, she can freely choose to retire or build her own team, which is a dream for an assassin.
As long as they are senior killers, I am afraid that no one is willing to work in this profession anymore. They walk on the edge of life and death every day, and their chances of survival are precarious. Senior killers usually make enough money to squander for the rest of their lives, but whether they can retire or not is not their decision.
When killers reach a certain level, some will choose to retire, while others will form their own teams.
This is a bit like Hollywood stars. When they become big enough, they usually set up their own companies or studios. Although they still rely on large companies to survive, they earn more.
Jenny checked David Palmer's activity schedule. Although this kind of public figure has a strong guard, his schedule is also easy to check. You only need to look through the newspaper to know the other person's next schedule, which is easy to arrange.
…
Half a day ago, in a villa in Los Angeles.
Senator Dick had not gotten up yet, but a phone call made him sleepless. Isaac Johnson failed again. A few days ago, he swore to himself at the stadium that he would definitely be able to beat Bob Lee Swan this time.
He wanted to kill him, but he didn't do it.
Senator Dick sat in his study with a gloomy expression and lit a Cuban cigar. This expensive cigar rolled on a virgin's thigh could not improve his mood. After a while, he made a phone call.
"Boss, I'm sorry to bother you so early."
"What's the matter?" came a slightly deep male voice on the phone.
"Ishak Johnson messed up the matter. All the people he sent died, but Swagger is still alive. I am very worried about his ability to do things."
"If the gloves don't fit, then change them. Don't let the gloves dirty your hands. Do you still need me to teach you about this?"
"Ok, I see……"
"You should get this matter done as soon as possible, especially with David Palmer. He is likely to take a hostile attitude toward us after he comes to power..."
"Okay, I'll take care of it."
"I hope you won't disappoint me."
After hanging up the phone, Councilor Dick opened his computer and entered the URL of the dark web. After some encryption and conversion, he successfully entered his account.
The bounty in the account is still in the status of "Processing". The bounty on the dark web usually has 72 hours to complete. It seems that the killer he found has not killed Swager yet.
Immediately afterwards, Senator Dick placed a new reward, and the target of the reward was David Palmer. In order to maintain maximum confidentiality, he specified that only the five-star company that received the order last time could be visible, and specified that it must be executed by a Class A killer.
The reward amount is 5 million.
With the pressing of the "confirm" button, the 5 million US dollars in his account were dispersed, merged and transferred through special channels, and through complex financial operations, finally entered a special account.
This is a special account for the dark web. Once the killer completes the task and the customer confirms it, the money will be automatically laundered into the killer's account after deducting the platform fee.
A few minutes later, Congressman Dick received a text message on his mobile phone, saying that his reward was accepted.
Immediately afterwards, the killer company distributed the reward to Jenny Fox through its own internal evaluation system. Near Los Angeles, another A-level killer who could complete the task within 72 hours, the system only matched Jenny.
…
At 9:20 AM, Owen and Swager drove back to Los Angeles. Although they actually left half a day earlier than Jenny, due to different means of transportation, they arrived later than her.
However, as soon as she arrived in Los Angeles, she received a call from Jack Bauer. After informing Nina to pass on the message, she waited for a full day and finally received a reply from Jack.
"Owen, are you looking for me?" Jack Bauer's tone sounded a little stiff.
"Well, it's like this, Jack, I got the truth about the assassination of David Palmer. In fact, it was not someone who wanted to assassinate..."
"etc,"
Jack Bauer interrupted Irving and then said: "It's not safe on the phone, let's meet and say... Is Bob Lee Swagger with you?"
"No, he left after figuring out the truth."
Owen told a lie without thinking. His trust in Jack did not mean that Swagger also trusted him. Moreover, he did not know if there was anyone else around Jack, so it was better not to expose Swagger's existence.
Jack on the other end of the phone was not suspicious and said: "There is a warehouse 30 kilometers west to east of Highway 13. Do you know where it is?"
Owen recalled, "I know."
"Then let's meet there. I'll be there in about an hour."
"OK."
…
In a small town, Owen and Swag separated. Swag is now wanted across the country. Although his appearance is somewhat disguised, he still has to be careful and avoid entering the city if possible.
Owen went alone.
The warehouse Jack mentioned was easy to find. It had an open view and was very safe. Owen parked the car next to the warehouse and walked around the area. Except for a deep ditch nearby, it was impossible to hide anyone. The deep ditch was also clearly visible.
Owen leaned against the front of the car and waited for Jack Bauer to arrive.
About half an hour later, Jack Bauer arrived.
He drove an ordinary old Ford, but the strange thing was that there was a car behind him.
The two cars slowly stopped in front of the warehouse. Jack got out of the car, and a man got out of the car behind him. He was a man with a big nose. Owen had never seen this man before. He was definitely not from CTU. I didn't know why Jack brought him here.
"Jack?"
Owen said hello to Jack, then tilted his head to indicate who the big nose was behind.
"Don't worry about him, show me what you said..."
When Owen saw what Jack said, he didn't ask any more questions. He took out a playback pen and pressed the switch.
"Archbishop...Africa...oil pipeline...buried in a big pit...400 bodies...black gloves..."
The recording was a complete conversation between Owen and Solotov, and Jack was shocked when he heard it.
Indeed, everyone thought that the previous assassination was aimed at David Palmer. After all, he is the first black man in the history of the United States who may ascend to the throne of the president. He is a thorn in the side of the racists and a thorn in the flesh.
But who would have thought that the truth of the matter would be like this.