Municipal Z government.
Amon felt the vibration of his personal cell phone in his arms and frowned slightly.
It's not like those **** who took the blame for themselves and felt that the current scene was too embarrassing, so they called to reprimand themselves?
If this is the case!
A cold light flashed in Amon's eyes, and he quietly took a few steps back, out of the shooting range of the surrounding cameras. Then he took out his mobile phone from his arms and checked the caller ID.
“Dean?”
Why is this guy?
Amon seemed to have thought of something and did not answer the call immediately. Instead, he waved to the assistant on the side: "Help me check what Agent Dean Lee is doing recently. His intelligence number is A27834."
The suit assistant is Amon's confidant at first glance.
Without saying a word, he quickly took out a thick notebook that was not common outside from the suitcase. After opening it, he quickly tapped it with both hands. It only took more than twenty seconds before he spoke quickly and fluently: "Director, Dean The detectives were recently handling a serial murder case. The deceased's name was Qian Mengmeng, a Vietnamese, and a relative of Qian Feng.”
Hearing this, Amon confirmed his thoughts.
He didn't expect that his junior brother would be investigating a case involving Qian Feng!
The other party calls me.
Thinking of that possibility, Amon's heartbeat accelerated.
He took a few deep breaths quickly before avoiding the crowd and pressed the connect button: "Dean."
“It seems you are a little busy now.”
"Yes, when you call me, you should know my current situation. If something goes wrong, the best outcome for me will be to become one of the shameful memories in American history. So, you are in for a surprise when you call me now. ?"
After Amon said this, he held his breath.
The current situation is very troublesome.
Things happened too suddenly.
No one knows what is going on in the university's underground research institute.
They were not even sure whether Qian Feng was the only one involved in this incident.
If it is just an ordinary bombing terrorist attack threat.
That is not bad.
However, no one can easily face a 'peace messenger' that shocked the whole world after it came out.
While Amon was waiting anxiously, Dean's affirmative answer came from the other end of the phone:
“Yes, there are surprises.
Actually, I am currently in the underground research institute of that university.
I was investigating a serial murder case involving gangsters at the time, and ended up investigating this university. During the inquiry process, I happened to see Qian Feng on the screen, driving a truck into the campus.
You know.
My intuition is very keen and I felt that the other person was not an ordinary driver.
So I followed in.”
The other end of the phone.
Dean paused and chuckled: "Amon, now you can think about how to plan the best benefit for us."
Amon's right hand holding the special mobile phone had blue veins popping out!
He rarely lost his composure and said urgently: "Are you sure?"
"Yes.
As long as I want.
Now you can hide in the dark and blow that Qian Feng's head off with one shot.”
"no!"
Amon's voice was so loud that everyone in the hall couldn't help but look over.
He quickly lowered his voice: "This won't work, FK, FK! I feel like I'm going crazy. Do you know how I feel now, Dean? One second I was in hell, and now I'm in heaven! FK! I'm so excited right now, Dean, I can even warm your **** right now if you want, I swear!"
After saying that, Amon's dark face couldn't help but want to laugh wildly!
A bunch of bastards, want me to take the blame?
If you don't tear off a piece of flesh from those **** now, you will be disrespecting God's favor for you!
And Dean!
This guy is definitely an angel assigned to him by God.
The other end of the phone.
Dean listened to Amon's somewhat incoherent words, and the smile on his face became even wider.
He is also in a wonderful mood now.
This time Qian Feng carried out a terrorist attack that shocked the world. For him, it was definitely a once-in-lifetime opportunity.
Don't say anything else.
Mr. Saul, who had a prominent background and a high position in the past, made Dean, the rising star of the police detective agency, leave Los Angeles in embarrassment with just one sentence.
Now, Dean's words will make him a sow in front of the whole world.
This is the best explanation. This feeling is so wonderful.
Now, Dean wants more.
But he is far less clear about the rules than Amon, and it is difficult to get the most appropriate and maximum benefits.
The relationship between the two has always been good.
Deen also needs to have high-level executives to seek benefits for himself.
A win-win situation is undoubtedly the best choice.
A few minutes passed.
Amon finally adjusted his mood again: "Dean, my best brother, listen, you can never kill that Qian Feng with one shot. Now he is our best stepping stone to the upper echelons of American power. Shi, you should know what I mean!”
“Yes, but I'm not sure how to do it.”
“The key point is to control the 'Peace Messenger'. As for that arrogant bastard, haha, I will cooperate and guide him to make him more arrogant, the better.
The more serious the situation, the stronger our stepping stone will be! "
"knew!"
Hang up the phone, Dean looked at the TV screen again.
Next.
Under Dean's guidance and Amon's proactive cooperation, Qian Feng's demands became more and more excessive, and the viewers in front of the TV were increasingly overwhelmed with uneasiness, anger, shame and other emotions.
On this day, it was definitely God who turned off the lights over America.
Those at the top of the American power hierarchy kept calling Amon to ask his side, forcing him to take action as soon as possible.
It would be best if this crisis could be resolved safely.
If it cannot be solved.
Then even if the 'peace messenger' is allowed to bloom, America's face will never be allowed to continue to be humiliated endlessly in front of the world.
After all, even if it explodes, the people of Los Angeles will suffer.
People like them can also take the opportunity to harvest the volatile stock market and the volatile financial market in advance, and then rely on guns to re-establish America's "global face". Even if the situation continues to worsen, the worst is that the disaster will be diverted to the east, causing several disasters. Start a local war and shift the global perspective!
Perhaps we can also make a war fortune by then.
No matter which choice you choose, it is far better than being cut by Qian Feng's soft knife, and it will continue to embarrass the United States in front of the world!
Amon, I received the notice from above.
He knew that the fire was almost burning, so he first asked his subordinates to arrange the team to guide public opinion in advance, and then used another personal mobile phone to send a signal to Dean to take action.
Underground Research Institute.
Dean silently put away his cell phone, silently took off the skull mask on his face, turned on the communication switch on the mask, and said softly: "Qian Feng, come here."
For a moment.
Qian Feng walked out of the live broadcast room with an empty face.
He glanced at Dean who had taken off his mask. He was shocked at first, and then smiled nonchalantly: "I didn't expect the face under your mask to be so handsome. Why, are you ready to tell your true purpose now?"
Dean nodded: "Now you have taken your revenge, and America's face has been trampled under your feet and repeatedly ravaged. Now cooperate with me to have a perfect ending, isn't it too much?"
“Not too much.” Qian Feng shrugged: “What do you want me to do?”
Dean whispered his next plan.
After hearing the arrangement, a difference flashed in Qian Feng's eyes: “Are you sure I will shoot you then?”
Dean nodded: "The more severe the better!"
"knew!"
Qian Feng twisted his neck and revealed a ferocious smile: "Although you are as strong as a monster, I still hope that you can really dodge the bullet. At least, dying at the hands of a monster like you will not be considered an insult to me, Qian Feng." !”
After saying that, he strode back to the previous live broadcast room.
Ahem, belated Happy New Year.
I was wrong.
The previous chapter was blocked four times.
Having a slight mental breakdown.
In addition, I am planning to leave my hometown and wander around this year, so I will be visiting relatives all the time, including all the relatives I have never visited before.
My fault.
Voluntary **** is one inch shorter.
There is another chapter in the evening.
Chapter end
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