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Chapter 1177 What a coincidence

The opening ceremony came to an end successfully, and the popularity of this session was obviously high, but the organizers always felt a little uncomfortable in their hearts.

It's one thing to take advantage of others, but it's another thing to be taken advantage of.

They had no idea that Xu Chuan would play such a trick in the end.

The organizers' original intention was to use this song, which was both an anti-war and World Cup promotional song, to attract Xu Chuan to build momentum for the opening ceremony.

I didn't expect the other party to react so quickly. He used a short story to absorb the heat. He also scolded the Pierce Foundation and promoted his own aid projects.

Now the media are surrounding each other asking relevant questions, but this is obviously a film festival, not a press conference of the UN World Food Program.

"Did you really eat that cake?"

After getting in the car, Gao Wen looked at Xu Chuan seriously and asked.

Xu Chuan curled his lips, "You think I'm stupid, that thing doesn't look like food."

Gao Wen's mouth was half open and she didn't say anything for a long time. It was so cute that way.

Xu Chuan couldn't help but stretched out his hand to caress the other person's cheek, then hugged him and kissed him.

"Woo~"

Gao Wen pushed the other person hard, "You bastard, how many words are true?"

Xu Chuan licked the taste on his lips with some unsatisfied taste, but did not let go.

"Hey, why do you always pay attention to these unimportant details? I exchanged chocolate for the other person's snacks, and then that little brat started asking me for food every day."

The stories are all embellished. If they were told truthfully, how could they have the effect they had at that time?

"Ahem, I asked you to pay attention, I'm still here."

Zhong Miaomiao was sitting on the seat opposite her, and couldn't help but remind these two grumpy little men and women.

Xu Chuan raised his eyebrows and said, "If you don't like it, just jump out of the car."

"I……"

Zhong Miaomiao stared directly, then remembered that this guy was her boss, and immediately became discouraged.

The motorcade drove to the hotel, and this time Xu Chuan's Umbrella was completely in front of the stage.

This is inevitable, but he needs to choose a suitable time and what kind of image to stand in front of the stage.

He needs the public to differentiate Umbrella from other PMC companies.

It's best to think of them as a security company affiliated with UC Technology.

Ji Peng's team also lives in the Four Seasons Garden in Cannes.

Xu Chuan immediately found the manager here. After learning that the accommodation price had tripled, Xu Chuan felt that the Frenchman in front of him was smarter than himself.

It was almost midnight, but these excited artists seemed to have no intention of taking a rest.

Ji Peng found Xu Chuan and asked him if he wanted to go to the party together. Of course, it was best not to ask Gao Wen.

From this you can tell what kind of party this party is.

Of course Xu Chuan refused. Not to mention that there was no friendship between them, and it was impossible for Xu Chuan to attend a silver party on someone else's territory.

It's always a troublesome thing if someone takes the video.

And how could those vulgar fans catch his eye?

"Hmph~ You mean it nicely, but who knows if I'm feeling a pity in my heart..."

Gao Wen was standing by the wall. She had changed out of her previous dress and was speaking insincerely with a slightly red face.

Xu Chuan smiled and did not say anything, but leaned forward and directly blocked the other person's mouth with his head down.

Then, his cell phone rang.

Gao Wen was hooking Xu Chuan's neck in confusion, but was awakened by the ringing of the phone.

"Your phone number..."

Gao Wen's voice trembled slightly, with ups and downs of charm and emotion. She never knew she could make such a voice.

"Ignore it."

Xu Chuan was breathing heavily. At this time, he had no time to pay attention to the phone call.

After a dozen or so rings, the bell stopped, but then it rang again.

Gao Wen struggled more and more.

Xu Chuan raised his head and sighed, MD, which bastard is he?

The two people were entangled together, and neither one wanted to separate. Gao Wen's thighs were directly hooked on the other's waist.

And Xu Chuan held Gao Wen's hips and walked into the bedroom.

Sitting on the sofa, I picked up my mobile phone from the side.

Gao Wen lay her head on Xu Chuan's shoulder obediently, and the hot breath she breathed swept across his forehead and neck, making Xu Chuan feel like there was a feather constantly fidgeting in his heart.

"You better have something important to do."

Xu Chuan didn't pick it up angrily.

Linn Fiennes, who was opposite him, didn't expect his boss to have such a bad temper, and he had no idea where he had offended him.

"BOSS, I have something to report to you."

He tried to explain the matter as concisely as possible.

"NIKI has been on board the ship for seven hours, and we are worried that something will happen."

Xu Chuan had a dark look on his face, "You should worry about the people on that boat."

What's there to worry about, Nikita? It's better if this woman doesn't cause trouble.

What did those rich people and young ladies wearing silver handkerchiefs threaten her with? Some kind of silicone stick-like object?

But then again, this woman is really reckless. She dares to get on the boat alone. If something happens, is she going to jump into the sea and swim back?

But since the other party told him about this matter, Xu Chuan couldn't really ignore it.

"You contact the people at HCLI. Their ships are all over the Mediterranean. By the way, let Morocco track the GPS signal of that ship and send a few helicopters over."

This is the Mediterranean Sea, and Umbrella's headquarters is in Morocco. If this ship wants to enter the Atlantic Ocean, it will inevitably go through Gibraltar.

But what is a yacht with a silver handkerchief going to do in the Atlantic Ocean? Does it think the Mediterranean Sea is too small to sail around?

Fiennes on the opposite side said he understood that he had to report this matter to Xu Chuan, because Umbrella's military power and intelligence system would indeed need to be mobilized in the future.

Otherwise they are really looking for a needle in a haystack.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Chuan turned off the phone directly and threw the phone aside.

He will be very busy next time...



While Fiennes was on the phone, Michael was rummaging through information about outgoing ships in the office at the port of Cannes.

The yacht will definitely need to be registered when leaving the port, and it will have a rough route.

"Shenjing, Shenjing..."

Michael entered the name of the yacht into the system, and the ship's information was immediately displayed in the port management system.

"Birkhoff, I found it and I'll pass it on to you."

Michael inserted a USB flash drive into his computer, and the hacker program inside it started immediately and connected to Umbrella's workstation through countless springboards.

The data in the Cannes Port System began to be uploaded immediately.

"Michael, I found out that this Serenity is a new ship from an Italian yacht manufacturer this year. It was customized according to the requirements of a company."

"But this company is actually an empty shell. Behind it is the Saudi Arabian Sovereign Wealth Fund."

Soon, Birkhoff found out the background of the ship.

Obviously, it is definitely the Saudi royal family that can be related to the Saudi sovereign wealth fund.

"And the pimp named Sam, his real name is Giorio Berruti, a Georgian."

"I found a photo, maybe I know who the owner of the boat is."

Birkhoff compared the photo of Sam with Umbrella's database and quickly found several photos posted on Twitter.

The owner of the Twitter account is just a tourist. When she took a photo with the yacht, Sam was photographed in the background.

And there were several young Arabs standing next to this guy.

Birkhoff sent the photo to Michael, "The one in the middle is called Santino. He is the favorite son of King Saudi Arabia and the future heir to the throne."

Michael didn't pay much attention to this matter. Even if he was an heir, he was still recruiting a daughter, so there was no threat.

"No, man, I've got some bad news for you."

But Birkhoff seemed to have found other information.

"King Saudi Arabia is critically ill, but it is obvious that our Prince has not received the news."

That's right, if his father is about to die, there is absolutely no way this prince can play with women leisurely here.

If he doesn't want something like the throne, there are plenty of people who do.

"Also, a business jet flying from Riyadh to Cannes crashed in the desert this morning."

Michael frowned, someone couldn't help but want to take action?

"I think so. We should find Nikita immediately. That ship is not safe right now."

These people have dared to bring down airplanes, and yachts are certainly not an issue.

"I see."

Michael said with a serious expression.

Fortunately, they were worried about Nikita's safety and checked the ship, otherwise something serious might really happen.

"Bell has asked Fiennes to mobilize manpower, and the HCLI fleet will keep an eye on this yacht."

Birkhoff has received relevant action orders, and his department will also provide real-time technical services.

"I will also have someone track the GPS signal of that ship immediately, and the results should be available soon."

Michael shook his head. If someone was interested in this ship, the GPS signal might have been turned off.

After hanging up the phone, Michael turned off the computer in the port office and wiped the area carefully.

After that, he went out and locked the door again, and then went to meet up with Lynn Fiennes.

"This is really not good news."

After hearing what Michael said, Fiennes felt a little stunned.

Why are things developing in this direction? Has the BOSS's aura of doom reached this point?

First kill a Saudi king, and then his son. This is the rhythm of directly destroying the other party's family.

But since when did BOSS have a problem with Sha Te?

"We can only wait now. I will ask the HCLI ship to pick us up in Cannes. The nearest ship will arrive after dawn."

Fiennes thought very carefully. They must catch up now, and this would be really difficult to do without sea power.

At this time, the role of HCLI, which is headquartered in Italy, emerged. Their fleet is spread across the main waterways of the Mediterranean.

One or two ships can be deployed at any time to do other things.

A cargo ship that had just passed Tunisia picked up Umbrella operators and three AH-6 Little Bird helicopters at the port.

The other boat is going to Cannes to pick up people.

Xu Chuan also learned the news the next morning, and it had been twelve hours since Nikita had boarded the ship.

Gao Wen hasn't woken up yet, it's just seven o'clock, and she didn't sleep for long that night.

"I'm going out for a while."

Before going out, Xu Chuan and Gao Wen whispered softly in his ear.

"Well, are you leaving?"

Gao Wen struggled to open his eyes.

"no."

Xu Chuan lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, "I'll go to the pier to see the yacht. I made an appointment with Allen and the others."

"Oh……"

Gao Wen smiled softly, "You won't like that kind of thing..."

But after confirming that the other party was not leaving, Gao Wen immediately felt sleepy.

Xu Chuan looked down at the other person's sleeping face, with a smile on his face.

He helped her straighten the hair on her cheeks before getting up and going out.

At the Port of Cannes, Xu Chuan reunited with Michael and Fiennes and boarded a rented speedboat.

HCLI's ship did not dock, and a speedboat was needed to take them to the high seas.

On the boat, I listened to the two men talking about everything they knew and guessed about the situation so far.

Xu Chuan sighed, "How could it be such a coincidence?"

The two people opposite looked at him with incomprehensible eyes.

Young Master Xu was confused at first, but then he reacted and raised his middle fingers with both hands, "Damn, it's none of my business."

Is there any royal law like this?

HCLI's ship is an ordinary container ship, but this ship is not transporting arms.

Most of the above are small commodities and household appliances from Yiwu, China, and their destination is Daying.

The captain had already received instructions to let these people finish their work before sailing to the destination.

Anyway, there is plenty of time, and they will receive a considerable additional bonus.

Who can say no to the joy of making extra money?

The space on a cargo ship is of course much more spacious than that on a speedboat, making it easier for three people to talk.

Xu Chuan looked at the photos they took, then pointed at a person inside and asked, "Who is this guy?"

Fiennes took a look and said, "This is the target we are following, Jeffrey Epstein, a Jewish billionaire."

"He was very close to the banker we killed in New York."

"We have reason to believe that he is one of the core members of the sect."

Xu Chuan's expression was calm, but he was already cursing in his heart.

"Is this person also on board?"

Michael shook his head, "We thought he was going to the party, but then we found out he didn't get on the boat."

Xu Chuan nodded, "We'll talk about the Xiejiao thing later. Now we have to think of an excuse to carry out a military mission in the Mediterranean."



On the yacht Serenity, Nikita was not in danger as they thought and had a pretty good time.

She had almost figured out the identities of the three young men on the yacht. They were all members of the Saudi royal family, and one of them was the heir to the throne.

The other two are his cousins.

The three of them are all around thirty years old and have been playmates since childhood.

Except for these three people, everyone else is the ship's staff and bodyguards.

As for the girls, they were exhausted after a night of indulgence.

However, the harvest was quite fruitful. Everyone almost got tens of thousands of euros, and the one who got the most got hundreds of thousands.

These three royal children squandered nearly two million euros in one night, which is really staggering.

Nikita glanced at the travel bag beside her, which contained cash found in the ship's safe.

She felt it was time to withdraw.

As for how to get there, this huge yacht has two speedboats in the bottom cabin.


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