Chapter 4 Burial
Chapter 4 Burial
The more Zhao Yue, who was sitting in the co-pilot's cab, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. As long as you are on the earth, no matter how deep you hide, it is only a matter of time before you are found by the FBI, let alone in the United States. At this time, there is no doubt that the phone has been monitored. There are monitoring equipment at all traffic intersections, and news media such as radio, television, newspapers and other news media are even more good for the powerful FBI. Many policemen dare not do what they have no scruples. They can even mobilize the army to encircle and suppress them. Although I'm not afraid, what about the others? Not to mention that there is a child who can't be led by them and must turn the situation around. He thought for a moment and then said, "Now our communication tools can no longer be used. It is likely to have been monitored and must be turned off immediately!" Otherwise, we may be found by them according to the signal of the phone!"
The other three people heard what he said and thought it made sense, so they immediately turned off their mobile phone.
When Zhao Yue saw that they all turned off the phone, he also turned off the phone and said, "We can't do nothing. Let them go on like this. Sooner or later, they will be chased. We must do something to make them have no time to deal with us. Well, Jack, you take them to Seattle to settle down first. I'll do something to attract their attention! Our separation also reduces the risk of exposure."
Jack nodded and said, "Okay, no problem! But how can we contact you?
Zhao Yue said, "You don't have to contact me. I'll find you when I'm done. Now that we're out of New York City, it's relatively safer, unless they mobilize military and police in nearby cities to set up outposts at various intersections along the way, and they don't know what kind of car we drive, you There should be no problem to arrive in Seattle. Try not to contact the outside world when you arrive. There is no need not to go out. I will come to you in three or five days at most.
Lewis in the back seat replied, "Okay!"
After Zhao Yue got out of the car, he watched them drive far away before turning around and disappearing in place. When it reappeared, it was already on the top of a building next to the place where the gunfight took place. The street downstairs is full of police, the sirens are ringing, and a large number of traffic police are keeping order around. Several men in suits and sunglasses looked at the corpses for a while before they got into a car and left.
Zhao Yue saw the men getting on the car and leaving, constantly flashing on the top of each building in the direction of the car, in order to follow him
Guys, find their nest in New York.
Taylor stood in front of the shutters, constantly smoking cigars, and the smoke filled the whole office. He was very irritable and uneasy now. Who is that Chinese? The analysis of photos from the scene showed that more than 30 people in Johnny's group were killed by cutting off their waists with one move. Some of them did not die at that time, but kept wailing. A few minutes later, they bled to death, and several of them even dragged half of their bodies to crawl a few meters away. It's terrible! I'm afraid that only the super people in the movie can do this kind of strength. You know, this is the reality.
Now that he is off duty, Taylor has no intention of going home. He is the manager of a trading company and is actually the head of the New York branch of the FBI. He has a wife and two children. He can't go home now. He can't go home until the matter is finished. This is a habit he has developed over the years. Many people in the same period as him died, and he still lives well. There is also a reason for this caution. The manpower has been scattered. I don't know how long it will take to get the news! He kept walking back and forth in the office to relieve the anxiety in his heart.
Suddenly, he felt that the temperature in the whole office became extremely cold in an instant! At the same time, the cold hair on the body suddenly stood up! He felt that he was locked by something. At the same time, beads of sweat fell from his forehead and his face turned pale. He slowly turned around and saw an Asian man in a black leather jacket standing in the corner of the wall and looking at him with cold eyes. He tried his best to keep calm, but he couldn't do it. Even if he had been engaged in this dangerous profession for many years, he could not keep himself calm at this moment. The man's momentum made him breathless, hanging above his head like a mountain. As long as he moved slightly, the mountain would immediately hit him. Come on!
"You, you are, who are you? How did you get in?" Taylor felt that he was not good at talking.
"You should know who I am. I'm the Chinese you're looking for!" Zhao Yue stood in the corner and said slowly, "Why did you kill my brother?" I hope you can answer truthfully, otherwise, you should know the consequences!"
Taylor wanted to wipe the sweat on his forehead, but he didn't dare and couldn't move, so he had no choice but to say, "Sir, we didn't do it. It was the cops of the CIA. They forced your brother to join the CIA, but your brother didn't want to, so you knew it. You should know that if your brother did not threaten the security of the United States, our FBI would not do that!"
"China-Love-Bureau!" Zhao Yue spit out a few words in his mouth, which made Taylor feel that his blood was about to coagulate. "What does this have to do with you? Why did you attack us?"
Taylor replied, "Deal! There are sometimes some intelligence transactions between us and the CIA."
Zhao Yue thought for a while and said, "Sir, you should be very clear that this matter has nothing to do with your FBI. You have two choices now. First, withdraw all your manpower and treat it as if nothing had happened. Leave everything to the police and tell me the head of the CIA New York branch. All information. Second, you, your family and all the staff of the FBI's New York branch are going to die! Burial of my brother! Do you want to die by yourselves, or let the CIA people die? Think it over, and I'll give you two minutes to think about it! If two minutes come and you haven't made a choice yet, I will think that you have automatically chosen the second one. Start now!" He glanced at the electronic clock on his desk.
At this moment, Taylor felt that the whole world was dead. In addition to the sound of the electronic clock moving, the sound was so shocking that he could not concentrate on what to do. Two minutes was so long and so short that he felt that he had endured a century of torture in hell. In a short time, he didn't even have time to think about the pros and cons of the two options.
"It's time, sir, haven't you made a choice yet? Then goodbye!" Zhao Yue slowly stretched out his right hand to Taylor and opened his five fingers.
Taylor only felt an incomparable huge suction from the palm, and his body flew forward uncontrollably. When he waited for the reaction, his neck was caught by the palm.
Taylor felt the coming of death and was so scared that he hurriedly said, "Stop, stop! I'll choose one, and I'll call right away."
Zhao Yue let go of his hand and waved his head to indicate that he could make a phone call. Taylor quickly turned to the aisle at his desk, picked up the phone and dialed a number, and then calmed his mood. When he was connected, he said, "Hok, order everyone to come back, the task is cancelled, Ming Is it white? This is an order!" After saying that, I hung up the phone.
"Very good, your family's life has been saved. Now tell me the CIA situation, and you and your colleagues will live a good life!" The cold voice came from the corner.
What should I do? Do you want to say it or not? Not to mention, he will die immediately. He said that the CIA bastards will die, but he will not be better. God knows how the CIA will punish him in his jurisdiction. Taylor is hesitating, but the cold voice came again: "Don't think you don't say it, I don't know, just more It's just a little time!"
It doesn't matter. Let's save your life first! Taylor quickly said, "CIA New York is located at 152 XXX Street. The person in charge is Mark. He lives at 56 SSS District. His wife passed away the year before last and has a son studying at MIT."
After listening to him, Zhao Yue quickly stretched out his right index finger to his chest and pointed to his chest acupuncture point. Taylor felt a crisp numbness sweeping his whole body from his chest in an instant. He could not move. Only his mind could move. He understood that he was clicked on the acupuncture point. As far as he knew, the acupuncture technique only exists in the novel. As the FBI's A person in charge has a lot of intelligence sources, but I have never heard that anyone can do this kind of work in reality.
In the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, the qi and blood of the human body flow through different acupuncture points along different meridians at different times, thus forming a circulation. If the circulation is not through, people will get sick and die in severe cases. Acupuncture is the traditional Chinese medicine therapy born in response to this theory. People with internal qi will follow this cycle to carry internal qi, broaden the meridians, add atmospheric blood flow, and strengthen themselves. Acupuncture is a set of profound techniques, but there is a foundation. It must have internal qi before it can be used. It has high requirements for the structure of the human body and the control of internal qi. It is necessary to touch the acupuncture point accurately. If the internal qi is too large, it will shock the qi and blood flowing through the acupuncture point, or completely block the flow of qi and blood, causing paralysis or death of the whole body. If it is too small, it will not be achieved. The fixed effect of reducing the channel of qi and blood flow depends on the length of time to achieve the effect according to the size of the internal air. If you want to use acupoints on someone, you must judge what time it is now, which meridians the qi and blood flow, and click the wrong acupuncture point, and it will have no effect at all.
Zhao Yue looked at him and said, "Sir, you are very rational. I hope you stay here until tomorrow morning, and you will be free." After that, he turned around and disappeared.
Taylor was stunned. How can a person appear and disappear out of thin air? Is this still a human being? As long as he wants, no place in the world can stop him from coming and going freely. He cursed Mark over and over again in his heart and let this damn guy go to hell. Who let you provoke this Chinese? Maybe now Mark and his colleagues are being slaughtered by that Chinese. They are bloody, with broken limbs and arms, and their heads rolling on the ground. In order to vent their anger, the Chinese took the horse Ke and the bodies of his colleagues were cut into pieces, and these all kinds of cruel pictures suddenly poured into his mind. He suddenly thought of how he was so afraid of death. From the day I joined the FBI, I don't know how many times I have wandered on the edge of death and experienced all kinds of torture tests during training. Just now, I couldn't even have the courage to resist in front of the Chinese. I said it all. In front of him, my willpower completely collapsed.
The night is so long, suffering! He fully understands the meaning of this word at this moment, which is worse than the confinement in the barracks. At least the confinement can move his body.
At eight o'clock in the morning, Taylor's whole body softened and collapsed on the floor. After a few minutes, he slowly moved his limbs and finally could move. He took a deep breath, struggled to get up from the floor, turned to the desk and sat down in front of the chair. He turned his head and saw Hawk rushing in like crazy. Come on, he immediately roared, "Hawk, didn't you know to knock on the door before coming in?"
Hawke said anxiously, "Sir, what time is this? Just now, there was news from the inside line that all the CIA elites were killed in their nest last night, and Mark also died miserably! I heard that the bodies were cut into many pieces, and there were signs at the scene that it was done by the same person!"
Taylor pretended to be very surprised: "What, what are you talking about? Say it again!"
Hawke said what he had just said again, waiting for Taylor's instructions.
Taylor walked back and forth and said as he walked, "Kill so many elites alone. You know, it's a heavily armed elite. It's a big trouble. Fortunately, I let you all withdraw last night. Mark, a dead ghost, caused so much trouble. He died, but he threw the trouble to us. We have nothing now. If you can't do it, you can only report this matter to the headquarters. In addition, please inform them that from now on, everyone will be disbanded and go home."
Hawke wondered, "Disbanded?" He can't keep up with his boss's pace of thinking.
Taylor stared at him and scolded, "Piggy brain, if you don't disband, all gather here, what if you are served by that guy? Yesterday during the day, we sent so many people to fight with them! The elites of the CIA have been completely destroyed. Do you think we can stand it?
Hawke was so scared that he immediately stood up and said, "Yes, sir!" Then he turned around and left the office and announced that the order had gone.
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