In fact, it shouldn't have taken so long, mainly because of the word accident. Smuggling arms through the sea through formal channels is not a clever strategy, but sometimes things don't need complicated means, and the result is successful.
Just like this transportation line belonging to the Pacino family, its long history can even be traced back to the chaotic war years of the last century, and it has continued to this day without any problems. Otherwise, they would not be bold enough to let go
An unrelated ordinary person is responsible for the escort work. Although to a certain extent this can be regarded as a cover-up technique, it is inevitably too casual.
In short, when the shocking scene in front of the police building had already appeared on the pages of the Hot Evening News and began to spread widely in the streets of the small town, the relevant people only realized it belatedly and gathered to discuss it.
A dark conference room in an office building in the city,
"...The time was around 4:30 in the afternoon, and the location was on the outskirts of Nancheng. It was a wilderness. Except for transport trucks, there were few other pedestrians and vehicles... There was a positioning device in the truck, but because of the laziness of the person in charge here
, In addition, the truck was still driving towards the city after being robbed. There was no problem with the route, so it did not attract any attention. By the time the people here reacted, the truck had already crashed into the police building..."
"...Obviously, our losses this time were quite heavy. Not only the goods in the truck, but also the warehouse we set up here and the basement of the suburban winery were also taken away by the special service military police who followed the clues. There were about 6,000 items in them.
Thousands of dollars in inventory..."
Having said this, the reporter, a young man in a suit, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and several figures in the conference room were also speechless. After a moment, questions mixed with obvious anger were heard, "Why are there so many
?”
"What a coincidence, most of the inventory is going to be sold next week to a buyer from the Middle East. The agreement has been signed and we are arranging exit channels. I didn't expect to encounter this..." After a pause, the young man continued, "Warehouse
The manpower over there is now in the hands of the police, but several persons in charge of this route have already taken control, and they have an unshirkable responsibility for this matter..."
"What's the use of saying this now? Even if we can recover the losses by sinking them all? Sixty million U.S. dollars... Farke! Let them all sink into the sea! Immediately!"
"Let's not talk about this for now. Who found out the other party?"
Shaking his head, "I don't know the details yet, but the truck driver saw the man's face... The other party seemed to have no intention of hiding it. Asian, male, aged between 25 and 30, about 1.8 meters tall.
A preliminary portrait has been drawn... Of course, this may be disguised, but the image information obtained from the traffic surveillance video at the intersection matches the general figure of the figure who jumped out of the truck cab. The driver did not lie...
…”
After introducing the situation, a shimmering curtain appeared on the wall of the conference room, and a portrait of a man appeared. There was nothing wrong with the general outline of the face, and he was quite charming, but the specific facial features were quite different from someone else...
Understand, just like Asians look at Westerners in the same way, especially black men, they are drawn from the same mold, and the latter look at Asians in the same way.
So, after staring at the portrait on the curtain for a while, several people present looked away one after another, looking at each other and shaking their heads.
"Island country? South Korea...or those Vietnamese?" The latter was emphasized because there was a Vietnamese gang in this small town. But as soon as the words came out, the young man shook his head and said, "They don't have the courage.
Moreover, if they really robbed the truck, there is no reason not to eat it themselves and then give it to the police."
This is indeed the truth. After several discussions, they still had no clue. At this time, the young man reminded: "Everyone, this is the Internet age. The media has already intervened. I guess it won't be long before the family will
After learning, should we report this matter first?"
After the question was raised, the conference room was silent for a while. A middle-aged man with a hooked nose on the left pondered for a while and said slowly: "I must say it, I can't hide it, but before that, we
You can’t do nothing.”
"That makes sense, Theos, what do you think?"
"It's very simple, check people and chase goods! Let's use all our hands. Asian faces are still easy to find. As long as he doesn't leave here, we will definitely be able to dig them out. And that batch of goods, Derrick, you
Aren’t we on good terms with that greedy congressman? Let him think of a way to avoid affecting next week’s transaction..."
"This is impossible! At least not in a short time! Theos, this is not a trivial matter that can be solved with a phone call. This is a total of 60 million US dollars of smuggled arms, and those reporters... He is just a congressman, not
president!"
"But he took our money, every year."
…
Obviously, several people in the conference room came to deal with this matter at short notice. Judging from their words and deeds, they all have some status in the family, but they are not absolutely high-level people. It is inevitable to argue and shift the blame. Fortunately, in the end, a plan was roughly made, and the goods were chased.
For the time being, we are just trying to get back to the police. The primary purpose is to investigate the person, or in other words, to take revenge.
Before the meeting ended, the young man who presided over the report thought of something and asked casually: "By the way, there is still a small question. The truck driver is currently being questioned at the police station. What do you mean..."
"Kill him!" someone said angrily, "and the warehouse guards, yes, and the few idiots in charge of this line, sink into the sea together!"
"He has some brains! He is not one of ours, he is just an ordinary driver. Doesn't killing him mean telling the police about our existence?"
"Then you think the police know nothing about us now?"
"At least I won't be stupid enough to send it to your door!"
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They broke up unhappily, and several other people pushed the table and stood up, obviously not interested in getting involved in the quarrel. The young man rubbed his brows upon seeing this, feeling that he had asked a stupid question, and secretly made up his mind to settle the matter privately.
After some words of persuasion, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open from the outside. It was a big man in black combat uniform. He looked at the young man and raised the rustling walkie-talkie in his hand.
"Captain, there's a situation!"
There was silence in the venue. The young man frowned when he saw this. He pressed his palms to several people in the conference room and signaled to wait a moment. Then he walked out and picked up the walkie-talkie. It didn't take long. Soon the young man spoke.
He walked back with a thoughtful look on his face, raised his head to meet a few eyes, spread his hands,
"Several people died below. Our people, a peripheral patrol team, two guards in the first floor lobby, and an underground garage elevator operator. The fatal injuries were all sealed with a knife, clean and tidy. In addition, the building surveillance system has been damaged.
To destroy...heh, standard surprise attack tactics, I think we are in trouble."
"Who...that robber?"
"Although I don't quite agree with this identification, the robbers are not so professional, and they will not reach this level, but the answer is obvious, isn't it?" The young man shrugged and nodded thoughtfully, "It should be that the location of the truck was exposed.
We know our location. If you think about it this way, this carjacking is not that simple. Is it to lure the snake out of its hole, to seek revenge? Or for some other reason? You are quite brave..."
"I think what we should do now is to kill him, no, capture him alive! I want to find out the situation and then skin him with my own hands!" The middle-aged man with a hooked nose interrupted in a deep voice, with a sinister expression on his face.
"Of course." The young man nodded in agreement, pulled out the pistol from his waist, and shook his head with a chuckle, "Originally, because he took the initiative to come to the door to save us the trouble of looking for it, I wanted to give him a happy one, but since you insist
...Wait a moment, ten minutes, a quarter of an hour at most, and you will see him."
After that, he strode out of the door and closed the wooden door with his backhand. Just as he was about to close it, suddenly, bang, loud gunfire echoed in the corridor outside. The door suddenly opened again, and a figure flew in from the air and swept several feet across.
, fell heavily on the conference table, but it was not the young man just now. There was a faint confident smile on the corner of his mouth that had not completely dissipated, but the bullet hole between his eyebrows was piercing his bones!
There was silence for a few people present to recover. The next moment, there was loud gunfire in the corridor outside——