One hundred and thirty-eight chapters deal with the end of the hand
At 8:30 in the evening, Carlos rushed to meet William at the abandoned factory on Belote Street with the tools and equipment he bought. After meeting, Carlos smiled, patted the backpack on his hand and said, "I'll do the work.
"You know these things best, and I leave the preparation to you." He shook his head and said, "I really don't know how you came up with such a method."
William took the big backpack thrown by Carlos, handed Carlos the tranquilizer gun in his hand, and walked into the abandoned factory with a smile. He had confidence in Carlos's shooting skills. With the tranquilizer gun in hand, he could catch a retired secret service agent.
It doesn't take much effort at all.
Sure enough, as soon as William prepared the equipment, Carlos carried Claude and walked into the factory to find William.
Carlos walked to William's side and helped Claude steady. He put on the gloves that William handed over and helped William put the medical strap on Claude's neck, right upper arm, wrist and palm, so that his palm pointed to his temple.
After fixation, put on the clavicle fixation strap and connect the rope to hang on the iron frame above your head.
After adjusting the height so that the unconscious Claude could stand still, he pulled out the gun from Claude and fixed it into the strap on his palm, pointing at Claude's temple.
After getting ready, William stood aside and asked Carlos: "How is it? Is this self-death equipment okay?"
Carlos laughed and said, "It's not bad. If it is tied with a fixed belt, there will be no bruises on the arms and wrists. The coroner can't find anything. Now we just have a reason for Claude to commit suicide."
"This reason is easy to find. By linking Claude to the attack on the White Palace a few days ago, we can pretend that he was silenced.
I will leave a last note and send it to his boss, saying that he did something sorry to France while working in the field, was caught, and had to disclose information related to the White Palace to the attackers. If he
If you die, it must be those attackers who are silencing you.
The letter also said that Claude threatened his boss with the evidence that his boss had secretly collected black money over the years. If his wife died, this evidence would be made public. I guarantee that Claude's head would never dare to blatantly do so.
Continue to investigate, because he himself is not clean, he will only secretly investigate the unnecessary evidence, and will not care about how Claude died.
After a while, I sent a text message to Mr. Claude's wife, asking her to go to Switzerland immediately and secretly to wait for Claude under her name. It also said a secret account in a small bank in Switzerland, which contained the information I called him a few days ago.
The $2 million that went in”.
Before William could continue, Carlos interrupted and said: "Wait a minute, William, you put the money in, so Claude's wife or someone from France can't trace the account to you if they insist on it."
On the head?"
"Hey, don't worry, I have prepared several secret bearer accounts a long time ago, and transferred them to several offshore banks several times. Finally, I transferred them to a small bank in Switzerland that is not open to the public, and used underground money piles to pay Claude
If you want to check the account, you can only find money piles in the ground."
"Okay, just be prepared."
"Okay, let's get to work. You are an expert at this. Don't do it too neatly, Carlos. Leave some clues. We have to convince Claude that Claude was silenced by the attackers in the White Palace."
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"OK, no problem. It just so happens that Claude had anesthetic residue on his body, so during the autopsy it can be found that Claude did not die while he was awake. As long as he knows this, his boss will definitely think that Claude was silenced."
After hearing this, William nodded and ignored the rest. He took Claude's mobile phone and walked out of the factory, put on his helmet, and rode a heavy motorcycle to Claude's house.
At a dark corner of the street outside Claude's house, he took out Claude's cell phone and compiled a text message to send to his wife.
The letter instructs Claude's wife to immediately hide in Switzerland and remain anonymous, let alone contact any of Claude's former colleagues. For the safety of his wife, Claude must not go to Claude if he doesn't find her. If he dies
, let his wife go to the bank with the account name to claim the 2 million US dollars as a widow.
Claude's wife was worthy of being a special agent's wife. William didn't wait twenty minutes before he saw his wife rushing down the building in a panic carrying a large backpack. When she left the building, she even shouted to an acquaintance who was hit by her.
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"Sorry, Mrs. Luna, I have a flight to catch and my husband is waiting for me at the airport to go on vacation to Hawaii."
After getting in the car, Claude's wife drove the car quickly out of the street. William drove the heavy motorcycle and deliberately followed the car very close. After following for more than ten minutes, Claude's wife's car suddenly swerved into the car.
On the highway.
William drove his motorcycle and stopped under the sign prohibiting motorcycles at the highway intersection. He looked at the car speeding away and said sorry to Claude's wife in his heart. Fortunately, you don't have children in this world. You should be able to find another husband.
Live peacefully and peacefully.
William believes that Claude's wife will act more cautiously after discovering that she is being followed. In the next few days, news of Claude's death will spread, and she will probably remain anonymous. The two million US dollars is enough to ensure that
Her life will be good.
After handling Claude's cell phone, William drove his motorcycle to meet Carlos. After meeting, Carlos nodded to William, indicating that he had taken care of Claude's matter.
I followed Carlos to the 13th arrondissement and hid the motorcycle downstairs of an ordinary resident. Then I drove a couple of Carlos' stolen cars out of the 13th arrondissement and took a taxi back to the Four Seasons Hotel.
I booked a room for Carlos, and after asking the hotel housekeeper, I found out that Ginny had stayed in the room and never came out. I felt relieved, had some late-night snacks, washed up, and went to bed directly.
Early the next morning, Carlos went out to prepare equipment and then went to look for a suitable sniping point opposite No. 7 Bellik Street. William spent money to find the best private detective in Paris online to keep an eye on the Albanian leader Murad at the airport.
s arrival.
With nothing to do, William asked the hotel butler to tell him to prepare his car, and hired a beautiful 18-year-old part-time tour guide who studied dance at the University of Paris to take him around various attractions in Paris that he had never been to. At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, William received a call from the private detective.
The phone call confirmed that Murad had arrived in Paris, which made William feel relieved.
William was in a good mood and even bought a bracelet worth more than 10,000 US dollars for the beautiful tour guide. By 7 o'clock in the evening, William had already hooked up with the beautiful tour guide and took the girl to charter a cruise ship on the Seine River, drinking and drinking.
Pictured here, eating delicacies cooked on-site by a Michelin three-star chef hired by the hotel butler.
When the cruise ship approached No. 7, Bellick Street, William took the beautiful tour guide and stood in the middle of the second floor of the cruise ship. Under the guidance of a pianist playing "Memorial of Love", the two hugged each other and swayed briskly on the Seine.
Unfortunately, the happy time was broken by three consecutive gunshots within a few minutes. William laughed and comforted the beautiful tour guide who hugged him tightly and screamed after being frightened by the gunfire.
In the end, I had to take this girl, who was not sure whether it was intentional or she was really scared, back to the Four Seasons Hotel to do several physical and mental exercises, and then slept until dawn.
The next morning, after asking the butler in the presidential suite of the Four Seasons Hotel to pay the tour guide fee of US$10,000, William waved the reluctant girl away.