Sam continued: "The information shows that usually after those guys tie up the goods, they call those young girls goods, and usually they sell the goods within three to four days. They sell through various channels, maybe the dark web.
Video bidding may also be sold directly to the mafia, or the channels can cover almost the whole world, so you'd better find Kem before she is sold."
"What if?"
"I'm afraid I'll never find it again."
Brian hung up the phone. There was silence on the plane. Owen didn't know what to say. He heard everything on the phone. In fact, the information was in his memory. The person on the other end of the phone should be the person named
Sam's guy, this guy seems to have some energy. In the movie, he helped Brian find out the details of the Albanians.
After the silence, Brian picked up the phone and dialed someone, and the call was quickly connected.
"Brian?"
The voice on the other end of the phone sounded a little surprised. He sounded like he was about the same age as Brian.
"Yes, Ken."
"Tell me, what's the matter? Our relationship is not good enough to make a phone call."
The person on the other end of the phone didn't seem to have a good relationship with Brian.
"My daughter disappeared in Paris yesterday. She and her friends were targeted at the airport. It was the Albanians who did it."
"How did you know?"
"I'm just retiring, not dead."
"Then what do you need me to do?"
"Tell me all about them."
"Those Albanians?"
Brian was silent.
"All right."
The person on the other end of the phone said in a lazy tone: "They came from eastern Europe about six or seven years ago. At first, there were only a dozen or twenty people, but they grew rapidly. Now there are hundreds, or maybe
What’s even more interesting is that we don’t know the exact number of their members.
They are extremely vicious and cruel, and will do anything for money. If your daughter is really the one who did it, then I suggest you call the police. If I have some energy in the Paris police, I will keep an eye on it for you."
"No, you and I both know what the police in Paris are. I only have 96 hours, well... there are 90 hours left. I will not place my hopes on some incompetent guys. I will save my daughter myself.
come out."
"Wait a minute, Brian, you're coming to Paris?" The person on the other end said his tone was no longer so casual.
"Yes, I'm on my way."
"What are you going to do to make Paris a mess?" Owen could hear the frown on the other side's face from his tone.
"I don't care, I just want my daughter and I don't care about anything else."
"Okay, Brian, listen to me, you can't mess around. I will keep an eye on your daughter's affairs for you, but you have to promise me not to cause trouble in Paris."
"I have six hours to get off the plane."
"Damn it, I'll ask for you, wait for my news."
The call ended. In an office in the National Internal Security Agency building, Ken put down the phone with a look of displeasure and immediately called his subordinates: "Assign people to various airports to check on a guy named Brian Mills.
, keep an eye on him as soon as he gets off the plane, and I’ll send you the photos later.”
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On the plane, Brian finally put down the phone, and Owen took the opportunity to say: "I have some additional news here."
Brian didn't speak and gave Owen a "continue" look. Owen continued: "Those Albanians usually use handsome men to seduce single foreign female tourists, obtain their addresses and other information, and then someone will come and arrest them.
.
Their headquarters is on Paradise Street, a building with a red door, where Amanda and Kem are likely to be. For newly captured girls, they usually use injection drugs to control them. For those who resist,
I don’t mind killing them as a warning, so we’d better go straight after we get off the plane, I don’t want anything to happen to them.”
Brian's eyes lit up. The information Owen provided was very useful and hit home. If what he said was true, it would greatly reduce the time they had to save people. Everyone knows that in a kidnapping case, the sooner they act, the more likely they are to succeed.
The greater the possibility.
Brian's original plan was to go to Cynthia's home, where Kem lived, to see if there were any useful clues. Now that he had the specific address of the kidnapper, he bypassed the most difficult part. They only needed to
Just save people.
The only uncertainty now is that Owen's information is too accurate, too accurate to be true. He actually found something that Sam didn't even find out, but intuitively he felt that what Owen said was true. He was silent for a while.
Then he finally asked: "Is the source of the information reliable?"
It's actually rude of Brian to ask this, but he only has 94 hours, no, 90 hours. Every minute wasted is equivalent to a wasted hope of rescuing his daughter. He must determine the source of the information.
"Reliable", Owen seemed not to care about Brian's suspicion at all, and continued: "You know about the Zhongchen Building, I know Jack Bauer, the head of the CTU, and they provided the information."
He had already thought about it and blamed the CTU as the source of the news. Brian must know what happened to him in Zhongchen Building, so it makes sense that he has a relationship with the CTU.
In fact, although CTU did not say anything, many hostages in the Zhongchen Building said that if Irving had any difficulties, they could go to them. These are all upper-class figures in Los Angeles. But Irving always felt that he was at best a diversionary role at that time.
, it’s not easy to accept this favor.
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France, Charles de Gaulle Airport
As the private plane landed, Owen and Brian walked down the ramp. When they landed, they happened to catch up with other planes landing, and there were many people at the exit. Fortunately, they didn't bring any luggage, so the most cumbersome link was eliminated.
The two of them walked quickly along the way. After landing, they immediately went to the taxi station, then found a taxi and prepared to go straight to Paradise Street.
A plane had just landed before they arrived, and there were many people taking taxis at the bus station. Those in front of the queue were waiting for them. Owen and Brian were walking toward the back of the queue, intending to find an empty taxi. Suddenly, a conversation inadvertently sparked a conversation.
got Owen's attention.
"Hi, my name is Bruce, traveling alone?"
"Yes, I'm Jennifer."
"American?"
"That's right."
"Paris is a good place. There are many fun places to go. I have many American friends and they all like it here. Oh, by the way, taxis are very expensive in Paris. How about we carpool?"