At night, the moon gradually climbs up the branches
"Come on, baby, say hello to daddy..."
During the video call, Monica was holding her daughter while video chatting with Owen. The child's eyes were bright and her five little fingers were tightly clasping Monica's index finger. It was indescribably amusing.
"Wendy, hi, my baby, I'm daddy..."
Owen waved to his daughter on the screen. The child immediately smiled and waved his little hands excitedly. He was indescribably cute. Owen's heart instantly melted. The child was really different every day.
She has grown a lot, and has a pair of big blue eyes that sparkle.
But one second he was full of energy, and the next second he yawned, and his big, watery eyes were immediately covered with a layer of mist.
As soon as Monica put her in the rocking chair, the little one fell into a dream.
Seeing her daughter sleeping, Monica's face flashed with a hint of maternal love, then she turned back and asked: "My dear, how are you doing there? Is there any progress?"
"It's not going well. Solomon Lane is like a ghost. We are going to start with the people around him..."
Monica gave a few words of comfort, the doorbell rang at the door, Ela opened it, and the takeaway they ordered had arrived.
"It seems that you are about to eat, so don't say anything and say hello to them for me..."
Monica hung up the call when she heard that Owen's takeaway had arrived. Owen put away his phone and walked into the house. At the door, Ghost took out a few Franklin cards and stuffed them into Swager's hand with an unhappy look on his face. Apparently they
They made a bet and he lost.
The doorbell rang again, and Ghost and Swag opened the door. It was the second takeaway, several large pizza boxes.
Tonight they ordered Chinese food and pizza, but as always, the Chinese food that was further away was delivered first. He didn't understand how hard-working the Chinese people were when it came to making money, so the ghost didn't lose unfairly.
The pizza and Chinese food were opened one by one. Silly Baitian skillfully opened a pair of disposable chopsticks, picked up a piece of ribs and ate. Others followed suit. Those who knew how to use chopsticks used chopsticks, and those who couldn't use them switched to knives and forks.
While everyone was eating with great interest, suddenly the sound of "di-di-di" came from the silly computer. The group of people all stopped and moved closer, and saw that the continuously changing pictures on the screen had stopped.
Hold on, the word "match" in red font keeps flashing.
The Omega team was refreshed. The person who was compared was Winter. After an afternoon of comparison, he finally found his traces.
After Sha Baitian put her chopsticks aside for some manipulation, the complete information was finally displayed. The photo was taken of Winter when he was exiting customs at the airport, and the information showed that he traveled to Paris under a false identity three hours ago.
"Book a flight and we'll leave for Paris right away."
With Winter's whereabouts, everyone was no longer interested in eating. Silly Baitian started calling to book air tickets, but soon news came from there: "All air tickets to Paris are sold out in the next 24 hours...
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After hearing this, Owen took out his phone.
That night, Owen specifically asked Beth to borrow her private jet. The next day, Omega and his team appeared on the streets of Paris.
Regardless of rest, Winter arrived here 12 hours earlier than them, and they didn't know the purpose of Winter coming to Paris. Their first priority was to find Winter.
"Damn it, some experts have reinforced the systems here. I think it will take at least four hours to break them..."
As soon as I arrived in Paris, I have some bad news for everyone. As a successful hacker, I have prepared some backdoors for the Paris public system, but computer security offense and defense are constantly improving. Silly
Bai Tian said that there are experts who have reinforced the system here, which means that all the backdoors she has mastered before can no longer be used, and everything must be restarted. This is obviously not something that can be done in a short time, but they are most lacking now.
It's time.
But this didn't bother Irving at all. Irving had already made a plan. After taking a look at everyone, he divided the work first.
"Ghost, you and Heartbeat go get weapons and vehicles, and the others will follow me to find the target person..."
Owen said as he took out a Paris travel guide bought from a newsstand, which listed in detail almost all the hotels in Paris.
"Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Harry Langdon. I'm his friend..."
The remaining people began to call each hotel one by one according to the phone number in the travel guide. Harry Langdon is the pseudonym Winter used this time, so there is a high probability that he will also use this pseudonym to register for accommodation..."
"Sorry, we don't have such a person here..."
"Hello, I have a package here from Mr. Harry Langdon that needs his signature..."
"Wait a minute, let me check. Sorry, I didn't find it..."
"Hello, my husband's name is Harry Langdon. He would like to check his room number..."
"Ma'am, are you sure it's Harry Langdon? I can't seem to find it here..."
Every time they got a negative answer, they crossed out the number and continued to call the numbers listed in the yellow pages.
finally……
"Hello, please turn to Mr. Harry Landon for me..."
"Please wait a moment, let me check. Oh, I found it. Mr. Harry Langdon will transfer you immediately..."
After countless failures, good news finally came from Ela. Ela hung up before waiting for the call to be transferred, leaving the front desk staff who transferred the call confused.
Green Holiday Hotel
This was the name Ela called the hotel. After taking a look at the address in the travel guide, everyone grabbed a taxi and headed straight there.
I received a call from Ghost on the way. Weapons and transportation were all secured. He and Heartbeat were surprisingly efficient. Irving didn't ask them where they got it from, but gave them the address of the Green Holiday Inn and asked them to meet there nearby.
In a coffee shop on the corner of the street, Owen and the others seemed to not know each other and were scattered in every corner of the coffee shop. Diagonally across from them was their target this time - the Green Holiday Hotel.
Outside the coffee shop, a box-type pickup truck slowly stopped at the intersection. Owen glanced at the people in the cab, then drank the coffee in one gulp, closed the newspaper and walked out. Others followed after a few minutes.
Leave continuously.
At the back of the truck, Heartbeat waited for everyone to get in and carefully closed the door.
In the box-type small card, the ghost handed the pistol to everyone with an apologetic look and explained: "I'm very sorry, I only got a few pistols, and there is no body armor..."
Everyone understands that although France does not ban guns, that means shotguns, non-automatic rifles, and handguns that can be easily concealed are strictly prohibited, so it is not easy to get a handgun, let alone in such a short period of time.
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Owen checked the condition of the gun and put the pistol on his back, and the others did the same thing.
Just when they were about to think of another way to get Winter's specific room number from the front desk, there was a sudden knock on the door of the cargo box, and then a heart-beating head stuck in: "The target person has appeared..."