Sitting in the back seat of the taxi, Xie Lun played with the flip phone he had brought along from Chen Meimei. After pondering for a long time, he didn't react until the taxi driver asked his destination, and he casually mentioned a location.

Turning on the phone, I found the name "Chen Kuan" from the address book, and Xie Lun called: "Hi, Dangtou Chen, where are you? Have you eaten or drank?"

A gloomy and deep voice came from the opposite side: "Who are you, where is Mei?"

"The phone is in my hand, let alone people." Xie Lun smiled and said, "I heard that many people are looking for her. It seems that this child is very important to you."

"Hmph, what do you want?"

"Nonsense, of course it's money."

"Okay, how much do you want?"

"NONONO..." Xie Lun shook his finger, "Now it should be how much money you can pay."

Chen Kuan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "One million dollars."

"two millions."

"Keep that child, we will find you, and then cut off your leg..."

Xie Lun hung up the phone directly.

Five or six minutes later, the bell rang, and Xie Lun answered with a smile. On the opposite side, Chen Kuan said coldly: "You won, two million is two million, where are we going to trade?"

"Two hours later, Times Square subway station!"

After speaking, Xie Lun took off the battery of the mobile phone, took out the chip, broke it, and threw one piece out of the car.

The driver who was driving in front looked at Xie Lun through the rearview mirror from time to time, Xie Lun didn't take it seriously, and after the taxi walked two intersections forward, he suddenly said, "Okay, just stop in front."

After leaving Xie Lun's sight, the taxi driver couldn't wait to make a phone call: "Lomasov, tell Yulitov quickly, there is a guy who is suspected of making a deal with the three local leaders, and got off the car on XXX Street."

By the time a dozen or so heavily armed Russian men arrived at the place where Xie Lun got off the bus, Xie Lun had already boarded the subway. After all, he still had a case to investigate.

The NIA New York branch building on the island of Manhattan.

Willie sat at the head of the oval conference table, looked at the supervisors in charge on both sides with a blank expression, and said in a deep voice: "I summoned you temporarily to issue an important announcement. I just received a dark report that it is said that Someone in New York City pretending to be my NIA agent and doing some illegal things."

He deliberately paused before continuing: "I don't know about this, do all the supervisors know?"

The five supervisors had different skin colors, different ages, and different genders. Their expressions were the same as Willy's, that is, they were expressionless, and no one spoke.

Willie snorted and tapped his fingers heavily on the desktop: "Pretending to be an NIA agent has an extremely bad personality and extremely corrupt influence. I have definitely launched an investigation into this matter. No matter who is involved, I will resolutely investigate to the end and will not tolerate it." !"

"As the in charge of the New York branch, you have the responsibility, the obligation, and the right to assist the general manager in investigating this matter. If you have any clues, you can report to me alone."

"Well, that's the situation. If there is no doubt, you can go back to work."

The five supervisors took a look, but still didn't say much.

Get up and leave.

These five guys are all human beings, how could they fail to understand what Willy said inside and outside the words. They only talk about strict investigations, but they don't know how to investigate them. They only emphasize responsibilities and obligations, but they don't emphasize confidentiality work.

So it didn't take long for the entire New York branch to know that the newly appointed Director Willie wanted to investigate impersonating NIA agents. Then soon, certain high-level figures also heard the wind.

So half an hour later, the office of the mayor of New York called. Secretary Triss carefully glanced at Willy next to her, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, Director Willy is very busy recently, and I really don't have time to attend the banquet hosted by Mr. Mayor..."

Inside the mayor's office.

The male assistant wearing gold-rimmed glasses put down the microphone of the landline, and said to Mayor Feili who was not far away, smoking a pipe: "He refused."

With Tony's beard style, Mayor Feili, who looked very dignified, snorted and said in a bad tone: "This new manager looks very greedy."

The male assistant adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said calmly, "Earlier today, two people from the sixth action team died."

Fei Li frowned: "Has the murderer been caught?"

The male assistant shook his head and continued: "For that girl, Chinatown and the old men mobilized the whole city, stirring up half of New York City into a pot of porridge. Then in an abandoned parking lot, more than a dozen gunmen from the Uriel gang died It was there. I saw the scene, and although there was only one person on the other side, it was an overwhelming massacre!"

Feili took a deep breath of the pipe, and said in a deep voice, "You said NIA really made a move?"

The male assistant smiled faintly, and said in a low voice, "Danny, someone found Luke showing up."

"Luke Wright?" Ferry snorted and said angrily, "We should have killed him in the first place, Alex, we shouldn't have let that trash live until now!"

"Calm down," Alex stepped forward and patted the Lord Mayor on the shoulder, "If the enemy is Luke, then this matter is easy to deal with."

"I'll leave this matter to you." Fiery let out a long breath, closed his eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Also tell Sheriff Wolfe to allow him to mobilize all the staff in the police station and the sixth action team. All team members must catch the girl before everyone else. If the girl runs away, he can find a place to bury himself!"

In a building next to the center of Times Square, in a high-end Japanese grocery store on the fourth floor, Xie Lun sat in a single room by the window, flipping through files while tasting tender and juicy salmon fillets.

Downstairs is the iconic location of New York, the bustling Times Square. In this place with the most traffic in New York, there are many dolls in inflatable suits, some are used for performance art, and more are used to advertise and solicit business.

Pedestrians have long been accustomed to these inflatable dolls, but today no one would think that one of these inflatable suits is not a human being, but a scary scarecrow in a black cloak.

Glancing at the time, Xie Lun took out the disposable mobile phone he had just bought and called someone: "Dangtou Chen, are you here yet?"

"Of course," Chen Kuan led a group of younger brothers and stood on the street, gritted his teeth, "Where are you?"

"You brought so many people, how dare I show my face." Sheron lifted the curtain and looked down through the gap, "You walked across the road alone, and the others left where they were... by the way, don't forget to bring money."

Chen Kuan snorted, dragged a black suitcase, strode across the crosswalk, and said coldly, "Okay, I'm coming, where are you?"

"Don't be impatient, Chen Dangtou, there is an old saying in our Chinese, you can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient."

During the call, Xie Lun saw an inflatable doll walking past Chen Kuan unsteadily, and even accidentally bumped into Chen Kuan because of its huge size, and Chen Kuan cursed angrily.

Xie Lun smiled with satisfaction: "Did you see the subway entrance next to the coffee shop? Give the money to the homeless man sitting at the subway entrance, and you can leave."

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