Daily life of an American TV drama agent

Chapter 88 Arthur’s Killer Code

The first rule of Arthur's killer code: Before taking action on the mission target, no matter how detailed the background check is, it is never too much.

So before taking action against the cult leader, even though the company had put all the information in front of him, he still took the time to verify every piece of information one by one to ensure nothing was missed.

Rule 2 of Arthur's Killer Code: All actions must have a careful plan, but when the plan goes bankrupt and can only enter chaos, adapting to circumstances is the new plan.

Arthur was also consistent in this way. When the assassination was completed and he was about to be discovered by the bodyguard who moved the mirror before he could evacuate, Arthur immediately shot the bodyguard in the head.

Article 3 of Arthur's Killer Code: Before all assassination plans, there must be a more thorough retreat plan, and the best retreat plan is to split up.

So, Arthur was sitting at Ontario International Airport with a passport obtained through special means, preparing to catch a connecting flight to the UK.

The identity of this passport is that of a mechanical engineer. The name is not important. It is a person who has never existed anyway. But Arthur guarantees that this passport is absolutely authentic. Even if the police come, they will not be able to find any flaws, because it itself is a pass. Identity obtained through formal channels!

The United States is the base of capitalist society. As long as you have money, there is nothing you can't do!

At this moment, Arthur was sitting on a chair in the airport terminal, drinking coffee and thinking about the identity of the sniper who helped him in the assassination operation today.

Is it another killer who came to kill the cult leader? It's definitely impossible. The underground world where killers live also has rules. Once a task is assigned to a killer, another killer can never be sent to perform the task at the same time unless he has already missed.

Does that mean that some other force wanted him dead, but instead of hiring killers, they used their own people to act? This kind of thing happens all the time in the world of killers, but it's absolutely impossible in this case!

The reason can be found in Article 2 of the Assassin's Code. When he conducts background checks on the target, he has investigated all his enemies. Of course, this target has other enemies besides the force that hired him.

But their strength is not to mention sending out their own people. Even raising Arthur's own salary is a problem. You must know that Arthur is a golden signature of the company, and the hiring fee is definitely not something ordinary people can afford.

Just when Arthur was puzzled, a tall man with an elegant walking posture walked into the terminal. His pretentious look showed that he was a British guy who likes to claim to be noble. If it were on the street at night, Arthur could almost do it. This kind of person will definitely be beaten.

But Arthur also knew that a person like this would never wander alone in Los Angeles at night. For no other reason than Arthur recognized the brand of the suit he was wearing was the very famous British Royal Tailor Shop, a company known as Royal title, and only accepts private customized shops.

Any suit can easily cost around one hundred thousand dollars. It is a luxury item for the rich. Arthur has only seen it on a few big shot targets so far.

The rich man walked casually in front of Arthur in the hall and greeted Arthur with a fluent British accent: "Hello, dear friend, can I sit next to you?"

He didn't say much, but he revealed a strong aristocratic temperament, which made Arthur very uncomfortable. Although there were many other empty seats in the departure hall, Arthur reluctantly moved aside in order not to make himself look suspicious. .

"Thank you so much, my friend, my name is Ron." Ron held his head high and stretched out his hand to Arthur: "There is really no other way, so I have to sit with you. You girls from the United States are so enthusiastic. , if I had to sit there alone, I would definitely be torn to pieces by those enthusiastic girls."

As he spoke, Ron winked in the direction of several girls traveling together in another row, and immediately received enthusiastic blowing kisses from the girls in response.

But Arthur had no idea of ​​touching his hand, because the way Ron stretched out his hand was too unscrupulous. When he stretched out his hand, he deliberately raised his chin very high and his fingers drooped slightly, as if he was shaking hands with Arthur. It was a great honor for him.

"Or you could go sit with some of the black guys over there."

"No, no, no," Ron shook his head: "Those black friends look too friendly, as cute as stand-up actors. It would be better to sit with you. With all due respect, you He doesn’t really look like a good person.”

In one sentence, Arthur's blood pressure soared, and he almost couldn't restrain the urge to kill this nasty guy. Although he didn't have any weapons at hand, as a professional killer, he had 10,000 ways to kill this guy who only looked like " Good-looking, muscular Brit.

Seeing Arthur lowering his head and saying nothing, the annoying Ron continued to chat with him enthusiastically: "I am a businessman who travels between the UK and the United States, mainly in the whiskey business. I guess you must have drank my wine. , It’s a pity that I am in a hurry to return to London today, and my bodyguards are on vacation. What do you do?”

Arthur gritted his teeth and continued to resist the urge to kill him without speaking, but in action, he moved one position and sat on the chair next to him.

When meeting such an annoying nuisance, such repulsive behavior is absolutely natural and will not arouse the slightest suspicion from others.

But Ron was like brown sugar. As soon as Arthur moved a position, he also moved and stuck to it. Arthur glared at him fiercely, but Ron was still well-educated and kept a spring breeze on his face. An aristocratic smirk.

Ron ignored Arthur's warning gaze and moved his face closer and closer until the two of them seemed to be whispering to each other. Then he said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I guess you are a killer, right?" wrong?"

Alarm bells rang in Arthur's heart, and the fingers in his pocket instantly turned into a fist. As long as Ron made the slightest mistake, he would immediately explode and take him down regardless of everything, but he still pretended to be nonchalant.

"Sir, I don't understand what you are talking about! Can you stop harassing me? If you continue, I will call the security personnel to come over and handle the dispute between us."

"Then you can try calling me, my dear Mr. Richard Smith." The smile on Ron's face became even brighter: "If I guess correctly, you should be using this identity this time, right?

Honestly, you're a genius, and that's no compliment. You spend some time living on a farm in Orange County in that capacity every year, right? Even the old lady in the house next door remembers you. If the police ask, there will be no clue. "

Ron smiled and continued to say words that made Arthur's hair tremble, but Arthur's nerves had completely collapsed.

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