In Central Park, New York, Amanda and Xu Chuan met again. The two sides had a full friendly exchange of what happened the night before. Xu Chuan said he reserved the right to respond further.
Amanda's face is full of dark lines. Are you playing diplomatic COSPLAY with me?
"The same thing, if you prepare the things, I will definitely hand over Percy to you in a complete manner. This is how I do business, I am free to be honest." Xu Chuan said while holding a burger.
Alex stood aside and couldn't help rolling his eyes. Xu Chuan looked at her and handed over the paper bag that was placed aside, "Come on one? You didn't have dinner last night."
Alex, who was so stupid, actually reached out and took out a burger from the bag. It was not until she got it in her hand that she realized that it was not the time to do this.
Amanda couldn't help but cough, he felt that neither of them seemed to take him seriously.
Xu Chuan turned to her, "Why do you have one too?"
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"Boss, this Amanda won't do anything again, right?" Curtis was holding a cup of coffee. They had scouted the area yesterday, and there was no nearby location for sniping.
"She is more anxious than us. If she doesn't solve Percy's case, her position will be out of stock." Xu Chuan solved the third burger, feeling that she was not full, and she regretted giving Alex one.
But he didn't say anything, and he was actually anxious. He was always worried about what happened to Nikita, so he could only hope that Smith would watch her and Amanda quickly get what he wanted.
"What are we doing today?"
"It's okay, you can move freely, but be careful."
"That's fine, I'll go see my girlfriend."
"Ha?" Xu Chuan took out his ears. This guy still has a girlfriend? Forget it, no matter what his business, he waved his hand, "Get out."
Xu Chuan plans to go to the hospital to see the second generation who was injured by him. According to Amanda, he is the son of a senator.
Haha, it is said that it was a special force that retired, but in the fight yesterday, he looked more like a water bomb player. If he faced such opponents in the future, Xu Chuan felt that his skills might regress. Playing chess with a bad chess, he would become more and more stinky.
However, he was slow to move. When he arrived at the inpatient department of St. Mary's Hospital, Sean Pierce had been taken away. Logically, he was the suspect in this case, so he could escape, which was amazing.
NYPD is probably having a headache now. These dead people are clearly from a secret department. They are not only investigating or not, they can only delay time. Fortunately, there are so many cases that cannot be solved, so they are not afraid of one more.
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At the intersection of East 36th Street and Madison Street in Manhattan, there was a bell in the Manhattan Savings Bank, and three bank robbers wearing black suits and faces were coming out with boxes.
Arrogantly put the box into the trunk, and several people calmly got on a fiery red BMW 7. The driver who had been waiting in the car stepped on the accelerator. The car tire pulled out a burst of white smoke and disappeared quickly on the street corner.
Master Xu was standing by the roadside with a bottle of Coke, and felt a gust of wind blowing, and a red afterimage at the corner of his eyes swept over, "Damn, what's flying over?" When he realized that he couldn't even see the taillights of the car.
The speed of the car is definitely up to 100, and this is traffic jam is the norm. Manhattan. Then a yellow taxi followed behind. The speed was not slower than the BMW in front. "Damn, I'm sick, if you have the ability, go to Akimeshan."
The police car has already parked at the bank gate, and the people in the bank are walking out in an orderly manner. The phone calls that should be made seem to have no effect. You see, the quality of the American people is high, and it is really admirable that they can be so orderly in this situation.
Xu Chuan stood outside and watched the fun with passers-by. He threw the empty Coke bottle into the trash can beside him. Two black garbage bags were stuffed inside, almost filling up the space. The Coke bottle popped out pitifully from the inside.
Alas, as an environmentalist, how could he watch this situation happen? So he turned his head and pretended not to see it.
Two seconds later, he turned around again, touched his chin with his right hand, "What are the things in the garbage bag, and there are piles of edges and corners?" He looked at the bank stolen beside him, and then looked at the trash can. His eyes lit up and his lips raised, "Hiss~ Who is so polite?"
After looking at him, no one on the left and right, Xu Chuan walked to the trash can and picked up the Coke bottle first, then poked the trash bag twice with the bottle. He didn't say anything, and used his rich experience to judge that there were definitely bundles of American knives inside, with a denomination of 20.
At this time, you should take it out directly. Don’t hesitate. Just take things from your drawer. The more you are careful, the more suspicious you are.
Just when he wanted to take the things away directly, a garbage truck drove over. The driver who was cleaning the garbage got out of the car and looked at him vigilantly, then pushed the trash can away.
Xu Chuan squinted his eyes and looked at the other person. He could see that the other person was very nervous. He threw the two garbage bags into the car and drove away without stopping.
"Is there any king's law? Is there any law?" Someone actually robbed his money in front of him. He was so angry that he took out his cell phone and took a photo of the garbage truck and the driver. This guy must be an accomplice of the robber.
Later, the police set up an isolation belt at the bank entrance and asked the people who were on the gossip to leave quickly.
Xu Chuan turned around East 36th Street in depression. There seemed to be a traffic accident in the neighborhood next to him. At least twenty cars rear-ended several of them piled up like stacked arhats.
"Damn, this is New York, it's so exciting!" Xu Chuan couldn't help but exclaim. The day after he arrived here, New York showed its momentum.
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At four o'clock in the afternoon, "Hey, boss, I'm broken up." Curtis's donkey was sitting in front of Xu Chuan and drinking a suffocating wine.
Xu Chuan's face was puzzled, "What's the matter? Let me be happy with it." Then he asked the waiter to ask for a glass of freshly squeezed juice.
"Bella already has a new boyfriend." Curtis smelt the amber whiskey in the cup in one gulp.
Xu Chuan nodded, "Congratulations"
"Boss, I'm not kidding, I feel very sad."
"So, are you here to have fun in the strip club at this time?" Xu Chuan looked around, all kinds of girls without tops twisting their waists on the stage, outlining attractive curves in the hazy lights, full of psychedelic electronic music, so straightforward that they were all mosaic lyrics. The sweat and the valley in the dark were intertwined, and the guests were the only two of them.
Of course it is not open for business hours, but after this guy stuffed a roll of 100-dollar bills between the boss's chest, everyone became quite enthusiastic.
Chapter completed!