Chapter 139: Clerical jobs are not good for monthly tickets)
Xu Chuan pointed a gun at the man who ran out of the wooden house. There was a body lying in the heavy rain, and blood flowed into the drainage ditch along with the cold rain. A Beretta 92 pistol was thrown on the dirt next to it.
The people who ran out all calmed down. They understood that this guy in camouflage uniforms could really kill people, even if they were just ordinary female ticket customers.
Most of these people were disheveled, some were without shirts or pants, and anyone could tell what they were doing.
Xu Chuan pointed his gun at the ground. A group of people looked at him inexplicably, with sad expressions on their faces. The translated meaning was, 'Brother, what do you mean?'
"Hold your head and lie on the ground." Xu Chuan said it once in French and English. A group of people looked at the heavy rain outside and the mud on the ground. They looked at the black muzzle in front of them and the corpse not far away.
I think it's better to do what this person said.
Of course, there were some who were clever. They lay down on the dry ground without rain. After being kicked hard by Xu Chuan with military boots, they became more honest. They stopped two people and asked them to take off everyone's shoes.
They tied the people's hands back with a belt. After they finished their work, Xu Chuan tied up the two people again in the same way.
Not long after, Swager and the two walked out of the house. The house had been cleaned, and all the gunmen had been confirmed dead. "Those girls were not in good condition. They were injected with a lot of drugs. Many
No one is conscious." Swager's tone was cold, and this veteran soldier was also shocked by the situation inside.
"Is there anyone who is sane?" Xu Chuan was stunned for a moment and turned to ask Swager.
"Yes, I'll bring them out." He turned and walked back to the house. Not long after, he and Curtis walked out with a girl on their arms, "What's your name?"
The girl has recovered from her initial panic. These people killed all the guards but did not harm them. Does that mean they are good people? "My name is Cindy, Cindy Morris."
Xu Chuan tried his best to keep his tone softer, "Cindy, how old are you and how long have you been here."
Maybe it was because no one had called her name for a long time. The girl burst into tears instantly, "I am 18 years old and I have been here for almost a year."
Looking at this girl with heavy makeup, Xu Chuan had nothing to say, "Then you must know who are the gangsters here, right." Xu Chuan pointed his gun at a group of people lying in the heavy rain.
Man, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.
The girl nodded hesitantly, and Xu Chuan comforted him, "Don't worry, I promise no one will come to retaliate against you." He originally planned to deal with these people in one fell swoop, but even if a few of them were caught in the end, they would all die at the top.
Under such circumstances, no one would think of taking revenge on this girl.
Cindy has stayed here the longest, which is why she can still stay awake, because she can no longer resist, and because of this she knows every gang member here and has received everyone.
Cindy gritted her teeth, thinking of what she had experienced this year, how could she not have any hatred, "Okay, I'll point them out to you." She looked at the people on the ground seriously and pointed out six of them. Xu Chuan knew
There must be someone she was deliberately retaliating against, but what did it matter? Curtis had already walked over on his own initiative, stepped on the necks of six people one by one, and executed them.
"Okay, Cindy, just think of it as a nightmare." Swager patted the girl who was kneeling on the ground and covering her face while crying, and said useless words of comfort.
'After watching too many tragedies, will I become cold and numb in the future?' Xu Chuan stood aside and thought, "Okay, the mission is over here, contact Team B to coordinate the progress."
Swager has a camera on his body and has already captured the scene. It will be sent to Birkhoff's technical department, edited and sent to the major news media. BB and his like are watching France make such a big embarrassment.
, I must be so happy, I will definitely step on it without leaving any room.
Smith's place ended earlier than here, because the gang members there were already preparing to run away and were not open for business, which of course saved them the trouble of checking their identities.
Tell this girl to stay here and wait for the police. You can only ignore her hopeful look and leave her here.
Not long after, a large number of police vehicles had already rushed from the city in the rain, and various media rushed to follow. I didn't expect that there would be a follow-up to the previous explosive news. This time, we couldn't let our competitors grab it.
First.
The three of them from Xu Chuan were on a slope looking at the situation at the construction site below. It seemed that this kind of thing had been done many times recently. "Okay, all media are here, and the police will definitely not be able to cover it up." Swager sat there.
I held a thermal imaging camera in the car and looked at the situation below.
"Then let's go and meet up with Smith." Xu Chuan leaned weakly on the back seat, closing his eyes and thinking about what was to come.
"Release Marco's interrogation video tomorrow." This was planned long ago. All the shots of Brian were cut out and the sound was also processed. Even if Marco's confessions cannot be regarded as evidence, they are still
It's enough to bring some bad luck to some people.
And that Marco’s father, Murad Hoxha, Xu Chuan has been worried about if he doesn’t come to Paris, why would he have to go to Albania? If he releases this video and lets him see how miserable his son’s death is, it’s probably
It would be perfect for him to come here in person.
In the hospital, Jean-Claude Pitre, the deputy director of the French Territorial Surveillance Service (DST) who did not wait for Brian during the day, had to come to check on his good friend on this rainy day, and he was among the people traveling with him.
Subordinate Henry Macon.
Since he had already interrogated Marco Hoxha, Brian already knew that his friend's department was involved in the whole thing. If it hadn't been for decades of his career as an agent, he would have slapped this friend in the face.
His face was so wet that he couldn't talk about home affairs like he is doing now.
Pitel kept turning the topic to the attack on Paradise Street in the 10th District, but Brian still didn't know anything about it, "Pitel, I don't care who they are, those people saved Kim, to me that's all.
That's enough, the most important thing is that I have retired."
Pitre's name was not included in Marco's confession, and Brian certainly did not want to believe that his old friend was involved, but his brother did it, and this was something that absolutely could not be known to anyone.
Henry Macon stood at a corner and answered the phone. His brief words made his already nervous expression even more ugly. He walked quickly to his boss and whispered a few words into Pitel's ear.
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There was a moment of surprise on Pitel's face, and he looked up at Brian, "Sorry, I have to leave now. Say hello to Kim for me."
"Why, you have a job? It seems that civilian jobs are not easy to get." Brian understood that this should be because Smith's actions had alerted the police, and he didn't know if they had escaped.