While visiting Notre Dame Cathedral, Xu Chuan received news of Michael Mason's death.
He grabbed his hair, and to be honest, he didn't know what the plot was, but he knew that Heimdal.
Since this guy exists, it is likely that this is the plot of a certain movie.
And that thief is probably the plot character.
According to his experience as a screenwriter and combined with everything that has happened so far, if this is a movie, then this character should be the key to connecting the plot.
But why are you dead now?
Forget it, he often encounters plot collapses, and I don’t know how many times it is.
It took less than a second for Mr. Xu to think about it.
"We have enough staff. There is no big danger here. Leave two people to follow me and the others will check out this Rafi Bertrand."
Xu Chuan found Feins and asked him to reassign tasks to others.
Every day, a group of people gathered around outside and had nothing to do. Not to mention Xu Chuan being annoyed, these people were actually quite annoyed.
Xu Chuan really put a lot of effort into persuading Fines.
It was not until Xu Chuan finally promised that there would be no more behavior of throwing away the bodyguards, that Feins agreed to ask someone to investigate.
Damn, those who don’t know think the other person is the boss.
Of course, they are still a bit conspicuous just by relying on them, so Xu Chuan contacted Cassab directly.
The guy's men are all new and can help.
Xu Chuan hid aside and called Cassab.
"Ha, I told Durand before that you would definitely not let those people go, but I actually got it."
Xu Chuan didn't care about the other party's jokes, "I don't know what these people are planning, but looking at this now, it seems not a trivial matter."
"What do you think?"
Cassaber heard what the other party meant, that the bigger the matter, the greater the benefits it involved.
"Thinking? Don't they want to make it bigger, so let's make it bigger."
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"Michael Mason is dead?"
In the CIA intelligence station, Tom Ludy, who heard the news, threw away the ballpoint pen in her hand.
This Sean Blair really messed up the matter.
Sean Blair was also very depressed about this matter. He almost watched the other person die in front of him.
"They killed an American citizen, and this matter cannot be forgotten."
"So what do you want, Karen has been warned by the French side, she is helping you with all the pressure."
Sean Blair knew this, but there was no way. They had already intervened in this matter, and it would probably become a big trouble if they were not resolved.
"But you should also understand that we can't watch them frame the bombing mastermind to an American."
Tom Ludy was silent. What the other party said was correct, and it might become a diplomatic incident.
When the French prepare all the evidence, they will have no chance.
"Then what are you going to do?"
"Have you found the woman named Zoe? Did you find any clues on that phone?"
The woman Michael Mason stole was the key to all this. When you find her, you will know whether the bag was prepared by herself or someone gave it to her.
Now it seems that this matter is definitely not a lone wolf case, and someone is carefully planning something.
"We found an activist named Ru Duris in those photos, in the Clichy district."
"Okay, I'll go find him now."
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"The police shot dead the suspect in the first bombing. The American named Michael Mason was allegedly planning to resist arrest..."
The news of Michael Mason being shot dead was broadcast on TV.
It seems that the French really intend to splash dirty water on this unlucky guy.
But things didn't resolve, and the website updated the video again, a guy in a mask shouted that Mason did not sacrifice in vain. Now it's time for these people to know that we are not afraid of them.
With the background music of the Song of the People, this guy shouted a little hysterical.
At this time, it was not just the immigrants who took to the streets, but also many ordinary citizens who sympathized with them.
Those who support me also oppose me. Those who oppose immigration, especially illegal immigration, also took to the streets, and then conflict broke out between the two sides.
People from the CIA may be a little jealous. If there is a fire, it may be able to continue the current French president.
However, Paris's security level has not been improved, and the internal department has not expressed its attitude, as if it believes that the Paris Municipal Government and the Security Bureau can handle the current situation.
Security Director Victor Miguel's deputy is reporting the current situation to him.
"Sir, if this continues, we will not have enough manpower."
Victor Miguel nodded and said he understood, "I will report to the minister. If the situation worsens further, he will raise the security level to level five."
But this is something that no one wants to see, the internet is cut off and the curfew is imposed, which means that it is clearly told that the situation in Paris is no longer controlled.
This will have a very serious impact on France's international image.
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Rafi Bertrand and his team members are celebrating the killing of Michael Mason on a small scale.
Everyone is dead, but he is the mastermind and isn't he allowed to tell others.
And no one will stand up for him if he is just such a thief.
"One more thing is that we have to find that Zoe, this woman is much more important than that thief."
Rafi Bertrand knew they had more important things to do.
He looked at everyone, "You all know about Pascal. He betrayed us, so everyone can get one more in the future."
This incident made all the team members feel a little depressed again.
"Okay, our goal will be achieved immediately. We have sacrificed enough for the city, which they owe us."
Everyone dispersed, and Rafi Bertrand glanced at the website used to incite the people.
Now the number of people who have read this website has exceeded hundreds of thousands, and even a small number of them are enough to make the Paris police go crazy.
They know all the means and arrangements of the police, and all this will become their way to achieve their goals.
"How is that Zoe Cha?"
He asked his deputy captain.
"That woman participated in a ruling event and once had a close relationship with a guy named Ru Duris."
"What are you waiting for? Let's talk to him."
If Pascal hadn't let the person go, how could they be so anxious?
However, as soon as Rafi and his men got into the car, they were followed by Casper's personal guard Qianjida and others.
"Ha, it turns out that you will always encounter interesting things with this guy."
Qianjida sat in the passenger seat, adjusted the seat very backward, and then directly placed her legs on the center console in front.
The driver regards such serious violation of traffic law as if he has not seen it.
Qianjida, who didn't even wear a seat belt, said in Russian, "Let me see what these лrгyшathnk are doing."
лrгyшathnk means Russian frog, which is the contempt for the French by the Russians.
Umbrella's people have also begun to act. They first used their technical advantages and in less than half an hour they hacked the website that incited the people's sentiment.
Then I found that the firewall of this thing was almost not equal, and all the time they had been wasted was used to guard against the other party's traps.
Finally, I realized that these people were really awesome.
The French are really useless, and the Security Bureau does whatever they want to eat, but there is no way to ban it at this level.
Not to mention freedom of speech or something, how many old capitalist countries really believe in this.
"Find out their servers, don't move the others."
Xu Chuan had already visited Notre Dame Cathedral at this time, and the group had already walked out of this famous Paris attractions.
There seem to be much fewer tourists on the street today than yesterday, obviously all due to the current situation in Paris.
Some people dare not go out in hotels, while others have left Paris to go to other cities.
Standing high, you can see some locations in the city that are emitting smoke, which are some protesting immigrants igniting some debris and tires.
"This scene develops a little longer, it's almost the same as Fallujah."
Xu Chuan stood by the street and said to himself.
Of course, this is still far from that. Not to mention Fallujah, who was bleeding from the bloody days back then, even at the Paris G8 summit a few years ago.
Except for the two people who stayed to protect him, his bodyguards had already done something else.
"Where is your bodyguard?"
Chen Zi walked over, and Xu Chuan had so many less bodyguards, so of course they all discovered it.
"I owe my salary, they all ran away."
Xu Chuan made a joke.
"Tsk, you'll talk nonsense."
Of course the other party doesn't believe it.
"Have you discussed where to go?"
The others were all together and were discussing free activities for a while.
With Zhao Yutong as the center and Yuan Minghao as the auxiliary, Song Qian was squeezed aside without any slightest.
"They are going to go shopping nearby. I want to find a cafe to sit for a while, and I always feel that it is not very safe outside now."
Chen Zi is the oldest and is more concerned about these uncertain situations.
For others, they would rather go around in groups of three or three.
"Then I won't drive anymore. There is a cafe nearby. Everyone will gather there in two hours."
Everyone didn't say anything, as if they were waiting for Xu Chuan to continue.
Xu Chuan spread his hands, "What's wrong, is there any problem?"
"Uh, we thought you would add another sentence, if time passes, run back by yourself."
Song Qian stuck out her tongue aside.
Xu Chuan raised his head and took a deep breath, "Okay, if the time passes, you will run back by yourself."
"Oh, that's right."
Kim Daxi said from the side, "If you don't say this, I feel it's a mess."
Xu Chuan endured it so that he did not stretch out his middle finger.
"roll……"
Song Qian raised her hand, "We want to send some pocket money."
Before, one person gave him 50 euros. If they went shopping and bought something, it would be really not enough.
Xu Chuan hesitated for a moment, nodded and looked at Song Qian and said, "I will send another fifty, not a single point."
Then he looked at Zhao Yutong, "If someone dares to instigate him to ask for money, I will be so tender."
His eyes made the other party tremble.
As long as this woman doesn't cause trouble, Yuan Minghao, a handsome guy, can't make trouble.
After that, everyone took the money and went shopping happily.
There were only three people left in the cafe, including Chen Zi, Song Qian and Xu Chuan.
"Wow, I'm finally free."
Song Qian slowly sat on the chair. Her previous back injury had not been completely healed, so she was asked to be a tour guide in Paris, and she had no way to rest.
Xu Chuan sat next to the table, took out his tactical terminal and began to send and receive messages.
Things were going well, and the people of Cassaber had found Rafi Bertrand, who seemed to be heading to the Clich section.
And the CIA's Heldam has not found his trace yet.
However, Paris police seemed to have photographed him when they shot the thief before.
This guy is quite alert and has been avoiding surveillance. Umbrella's intelligence was obtained by chance on Twitter.
Someone took a photo on the spot and uploaded it to his Twitter account. He found this Heimdal from the photo.
And then, the trace of this person was lost.
Did he return to the CIA intelligence station or continue to investigate the matter?
Xu Chuan thinks it should be the latter because this person doesn't seem like a character who gives up easily.
"This is what you said in an interview, the prototype of the UC phone?"
Song Qian asked curiously at the tactical terminal in Xu Chuan's hand.
Xu Chuan looked up at the other party, then nodded, picked up and showed it to the other party.
The screen is full of encrypted data and various graphics, and Xu Chuan doesn't think that Nan Han's idol who debuted can't understand it.
"Apart from the appearance, this is already very different from the prototype."
Their tactical terminals have also been upgraded, especially after they have their own satellites, the overall technology is no longer the same as before.
And the upgrade work continues.
Song Qian looked confused. She was really not good at this kind of thing. She just used it to play with Angry Birds for electronic products, even if it was the best UC phone.
"Ha, by the way, can I ask a question?"
Song Qian's eyes flashed with curious eyes.
Xu Chuan nodded and agreed.
"Uh, how did you meet Gao Wen?"
This woman raised a question that Xu Chuan had never thought of.
Xu Chuan put down the tactical terminal in his hand and looked at the other party, "How did you meet me?"
"What I asked was a bit abrupt. If it was inconvenient, then forget it."
Song Qian looked embarrassed, and Chen Zi on the other side also looked at him curiously with her ears.
"It's not inconvenient. I met her in Paris, and I had my sister and Dongqin at that time."
"Ah, no wonder they have such a good relationship."
Song Qian seemed a little envious.
Xu Chuan thought about it, then confirmed that there was no latest news on the tactical terminal.
"I know that many people in the entertainment industry are curious about my relationship with Gao Wen. If you want to hear it, I will tell you this."
Both of them came over.
Xu Chuan chuckled softly, and then slowly talked about what happened back then.
(No more repetition, it's about 200 chapters.)
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"So, Gao Wen's first pot of gold was earned by her life."