Xu Chuan held a telescope and watched Victor Miguel get in the car and leave, but the body was left at the scene without moving.
It's not yet six:30, and the sky hasn't completely brightened yet.
Looking at the video in hand, Xu Chuan felt a little funny himself. He got evidence of the murder of the French Security Bureau Director.
This guy is not awake and has hysteria.
"You guys keep following him, I'll go over and take a look."
Walking two ways with Feins, Xu Chuan came to the corpse himself.
The dress is nothing special, it is like an ordinary female white-collar worker with her eyes wide open and her eyes open.
Put on gloves and flipped through the other party's clothes pocket. There was a wallet with several banknotes and bank cards.
He put his bank card next to the body and took a photo with his mobile phone, and then sent it to Burkhoff to see if he could find out the identity of the woman.
The most special thing is that there is a Glock 17 in the holster behind the waist.
Tsk, is this a murder to silence someone, or is the director cleaning up the portal?
After searching, there was nothing else except these.
These French guys are really interesting. No matter what their purpose is, this messy thing is now full of holes.
He stood up and walked back to his car, and then Burkhoff's information had already been sent.
Judging from the registration information of the bank card, this woman is an American, graduated from Ivy League and currently works as an executive in a financial intermediary company in France.
Apart from the two speeding times, there is no criminal record, and the tax registration is also very complete, and it can be said that the background is quite clean.
Xu Chuan whistled and said nothing. This person was definitely from the CIA or other intelligence departments in the United States.
Let’s think about Heimdal before, this is what he wouldn’t say when he met Victor Miguel just now.
It should be that this woman discovered something and then the other party risked offending the CIA.
Now it seems that Heimdal's situation should be very dangerous, but Xu Chuan is not worried.
Because, firstly, this has nothing to do with him, secondly, he doesn't think these French guys can do the black version of Heimdal.
Of course, there is the most important point, Qian Jida is following over there.
But in fact, these things are no longer important now, and he has almost figured out the causes and consequences.
There may be differences in the details, but these people are planning to rob the bank and must have stopped running away.
Xu Chuan now wants to know how they want to rob the bank and how they shipped out cash or gold.
"Bell, you'd better check it out online."
While driving back to the program team's apartment, Xu Chuan received news from Burkhoff.
The French-level right-Italian organization issued a statement strongly condemning the current destruction of the Paris order by illegal immigration.
They shouted slogans to drive all illegal immigrants out of France and also carried out parades.
They also have many supporters, and the previously neutral people were so bored by the chaos these two days.
It is obvious that it will be a grand and unique conflict until dawn.
"You guys really know how to play..."
Xu Chuan muttered, and he smelled a different smell.
When I returned to the apartment, except for the program team, the others had not yet got up.
Sun Chao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan because he received a notice from the Paris Tourism Department in the middle of the night yesterday that there would be a protest near their apartment today.
The Paris police will close the road at 8:30. If they want to leave today, it is best to pack their luggage and run away immediately.
Seeing the other party's appearance, Xu Chuan smiled and didn't respond. He decided to be an ordinary team member today and would never urge anyone.
The program team has informed others of the situation and told them to get up before seven o'clock today and set off before eight o'clock.
However, Xu Chuan felt that these guys who were holding on and going backward would definitely mess up the matter.
Things were the same as he thought, and some people were still lying on the bed at 7:30.
No matter how Song Qian urged her, she always looked slow.
"Parts, we must set out before 8 o'clock..."
Song Qian shouted in the living room, then took the sandwich handed over by Xu Chuan and took a bite.
Then I felt something was wrong, "Hey, why are you looking in a hurry today?"
Xu Chuan took a sip of coffee slowly and spread his hands and said, "Aren't you all annoyed me and I shouted you like ducks every morning? Isn't it okay if I don't bother you today?"
Song Qian's doubts did not decrease, but she was in an anxious state and had no time to think about these things.
Her friend had arrived and wanted to take them to the train station, while her members still hadn't gotten up.
Only then did she feel the importance of Xu Chuan. At least every morning, her voice was almost hoarse without shouting like this.
"Get up quickly, get up quickly..."
Jin Daxi was urging Zhao Yutong, who was in the same room, that the woman had woken up but was looking at her phone in the bed.
"It's okay, if I were really anxious, that person would have come to urge him long ago..."
Kim Dae-hee held back and didn't look back at the camera.
"Whose luggage has not been packed yet?" Song Qian's voice sounded outside again, and Zhao Yutong seemed to have never heard of it.
At 8:10, Yuan Minghao in another room was blowing his hair slowly.
Chen Zi walked over and shouted outside the door, "Xiao Yuan, are you okay?"
"Okay, sister."
Then I put down the hair dryer, and then took another two minutes to tidy up the shape, then I pushed my luggage out of the room.
Chen Zi was already quite impatient, and then they saw Xu Chuan standing by the living room window looking outside, with his hiking bag next to him.
"Okawa, it's time to leave. Do you need me to help you get your luggage?"
Yuan Minghao said something.
Then he heard the other party even say, "Okay, please help me take it."
Yuan Minghao's expression froze for a moment, but he changed his smile and came over to carry his mountaineering bag.
Then didn't lift it.
"Okay, can you carry it down and bring it back to me?"
Xu Chuan pointed to another street not far away, "Don't think about leaving today."
There were already a large number of policemen and people holding signs, and the parade along the Seine River had begun.
Downstairs, Sun Chao was making an anxious call.
Xu Chuan turned around, "Anyway, this matter is, whoever is embarrassed in the end."
He now found that these people were quite innocent and could walk into the cage by themselves without using their brains.
I took out my phone and sent a message to Xuela. Today's concert was stable.
But there is another new problem. In this case, can the concert be held?
...
Sean Blair was waiting for the French Security Agency to come and pick up people at the agreed location.
Zoe next to him lowered his head, obviously not recovering from yesterday's blow.
Just two days after the incident, the streets of Paris have changed.
The tourists who were originally in constant flow are now gone, and some areas where public security is not good are everywhere, smashing, looting and burning.
"Is this what you want?"
Sean Blair sneered, then watched several young men smash the glass of street shops and break in.
At this time, he didn't know his hometown, and sooner or later he would be more abstract than this.
Zoe looked up and said, "You don't understand our ideals."
"Ideal? What is your ideal?"
Anyway, the Frenchman hasn't come yet, Sean Blair wants to know how the other party will answer.
"Everyone is truly equal and free, and does whatever he wants."
Zoe said firmly.
Sean Blair laughed directly, "Then you should go to Somalia, where people are very equal, almost no one can eat enough, and they are all very free. No one cares wherever they want to go. Do whatever they want. No one cares about killing there, it must be very suitable for you."
Then he lost interest in communicating with the other party. He saw too many idiots.
Irake, Libiya, Jialiya, and dirty carving blue. Without these idiots, how could the CIA be so easy to disrupt the other party's social order?
Although he often talked about this to those people when he was in these places, he used the training he received to brainwash the other party, and he had never taken it seriously.
Zoe didn't know how to refute for a moment, but she didn't want to think too much about it. The car from the Security Bureau had arrived.
Two guys in suits got out of the car. The other party looked at Sean Blair's ID and then told the agreed code.
Confirm that one of them handcuffs Zoe and then asked the two to get into the car.
This is an explosion-proof vehicle commonly used by the Paris police. There are six fully armed special police officers and various equipment and tools in the rear compartment.
In addition to Sean Blair and Zoe, there are three other security agencies.
The car started and the car shaking.
Sean Blair leaned against the seat and did not relax himself, but quietly looked at the three people opposite him.
The other party seemed a little nervous and was tense.
However, the situation in the past two days has made them react like this, which is not unreasonable.
Zoe lowered her head and covered her face with her hands. She didn't know what she was going to face this time.
Her fear of the future made her feel a little nauseous, and of course it might be motion sickness. She raised her head and wanted to tell the other person that she wanted to vomit, and then she saw a person sitting opposite her.
She had seen this person at the door of Gene's house when her boyfriend Gene asked her to leave Paris.
A moment of fear suppressed her nausea.
The man and Zoe's eyes collided, and he instantly understood that the other party had seen him.
He pretended to be nothing, reaching his hand towards the position of the pistol.
Sean Blair, who was standing beside him, felt Zoe's emotions keenly, and he immediately understood that there was something wrong with these people.
He took the initiative and rushed over and hit the chest of someone opposite him.
The other party has already planned to draw out the gun.
Qian Jida was sitting in the car and following behind her. She was already a little tired of this task at this time.
It's really boring to be able to shoot or kill people.
At this moment, she noticed the explosion-proof car in front of her and shook it, and then heard a gunshot coming from the car.
Qianjida immediately became excited and shouted, "Follow up, follow up..."
Sean Blair in the explosion-proof car was fighting three. Although Zoe, who was beside him, would be dead if he didn't fight hard at this time, her combat effectiveness could not even be restrained by one of them.
Sean Blair held the gun in one of the people and pushed the two people tightly against the wall of the car. If it weren't for the narrow car, he might have died several times.
The third person had already thrown Zoe who was throwing his back, and the woman had fainted when she hit the ground in the carriage.
He only has one chance now, which is to grab the gun of the man in front of him and then see who can hold on until the end.
At this moment, the car was obviously hit and then swayed left and right.
All the people in the carriage fell out.
Sean Blair looked at the pistol that fell in front of him, and just as he was in his hand, he was thrown on the wall of the car.
The car overturned...
The explosion-proof car was squeezed into the sidewalk by Qianjida's car, and then hit another car, then turned around seven or eight times before stopping.
"Ha, that's just a bit interesting."
He laughed at the explosion-proof car with black smoke.
It took me a long time to see Sean Blair, who had a bloody face, pushed open the door of the rear compartment and climbed out of it with difficulty.
Then he sat on the ground with a gun in his hand and gasped on the ground in his carriage.
It took at least five minutes before he remembered whether there was any injury in his body.
He almost shook his internal organs for the few rounds he had just rolled in the carriage, and the others inside had fainted and didn't know how to live or die.
He crawled back to see Zoe's vital signs, but fortunately the woman was still breathing.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! And the others, Sean Blair, took advantage of these people still dizziness and tied them up with tie ties.
One of them was shot and now he has no idea of life and death.
Then he picked up the phone that fell to the ground and contacted his superior Karen Dacre.
However, the phone rang for a long time but no one answered it, so he had to contact the intelligence station in the end.
Deputy Tom Ludy told him that Karen has never returned.
Sean Blair immediately realized that something was wrong, Karen was in trouble.
The Victor Miguel she went to meet had a problem.
"It's really damn..."
Karen was so careless, but it was really hard to say about this. Who would have thought that people from the French police system and the security system could collude together.
Zoe was pulled out of the carriage, and someone had already started calling the police at the scene.
But today's Paris police are really busy, and they know when they can come to deal with this traffic accident.
Qianjida's car stopped in front of the explosion-proof car that it had fallen.
She reached out from the window and patted the car door, then shouted to the black sorghum, "Hey, do you want to take a ride?"
...
"Is there really nothing I can do?"
Sun Chao is in contact with people from the French tourism department.
The other party also had a headache, "Didn't you tell you when the road was closed?"
This sentence left Sun Chao speechless, "When will the blockade be lifted?"
The other party was very patient, "The security department notified that it would not be too long, but I can't guarantee you, do you understand?"
The Security Bureau doesn't want to block it for too long, after all, the impact is really great. As long as they catch people, they will immediately lift the highest level of alert.
Other departments don’t even know what the Security Bureau wants to do.
Only then did Sun Chao give up.
After hanging up the phone, he immediately cursed, "This group of evil pens is really good at making trouble."
What he scolded was definitely not the French Security Bureau, who didn't even know where the door was opened, but the few pens who didn't get up in the morning.
You should know that delaying this day means that all subsequent plans will be temporarily changed.
The group of people who went to South Africa had coordinated the local tourism department, and now this incident is likely to require all the itineraries to be rescheduled.
"That's all that is to reduce France's place for one day."
They discussed it and it seemed that there was only one option.
The others in the apartment are also discussing this.
"Didn't you say that the road was closed at half past eight?"
Yuan Minghao knew very well that this matter was messed up by himself, but it was a small matter of losing his fortune and a big deal.
Of course, the others could see what the other party meant, but except for Zhao Yutong, who was also getting up late, the others did not dare to speak up at all.
Because Xu Chuan, who has been sitting on the sofa without speaking, feels too oppressive.
Who knows if he didn't say a word right, would he be thrown out of the window by Yuan Minghao?