"Mr. Tuckers? Your friend's wallet has been found. Because today is Monday and we need to have a regular meeting, can you come to the police station to pick it up in person?" The police chief was very enthusiastic when he called. He knew Tuckers. Mr. Kess, this gentleman has lived here for several years. Apart from inviting everyone to drink, he does not have any "bad habits".
He never inquires about what is done in certain restricted areas, nor does he inquire about the whereabouts of some politicians. He is not interested in financial and technological information. His only hobby is drinking with everyone and teasing girls who sweat easily. sentence.
By the way, he also likes to grow flowers and plants, and sometimes he goes to some ordinary sports venues to exercise and play polo.
Therefore, he must have been deceived by this hateful spy with his fellow villager friendship. Mr. Sheriff and many police officers in wealthy areas assured that Mr. Tuckers could never be a spy. In addition, Mr. Tuckers’s reputation , agents from the intelligence agency agreed to the Sheriff's request and transferred Mr. Tuckers.
Mr. Tuckers was very happy after hearing this. He spoke to Mr. Lapuan, who was temporarily staying at home, and drove to the police station to retrieve Mr. Lapuan's wallet. Mr. Lapuan said that he also wanted to go together, but Tuckers refused to accept him. The reason was that Mr. Lapuan lost something on his "turf" and he should go get the lost thing by himself. This is a matter of to his decency.
Tax had just left for at most five minutes when someone knocked on the door. Lapuan looked outside through the hole in the door. It was a young woman. This person was not Mr. Tuckers' wife. Lapuan had seen a photo of his wife. Based on the male chauvinistic idea that "women are harmless", Lapuan opened the door.
What greeted him was not that pretty face, but a foot that kicked his chest.
He fell backwards in an instant, and turned his body over the moment he landed. When he was half-kneeling on the ground and preparing to escape into the house, he heard the words not to move, and to raise his hands and lie on the ground.
Without using his brain, he knew that the person behind him must have raised his gun. With the chaotic footsteps, he was sure that his speed could not be faster than the bullets, so he lay down on the ground in cooperation. His hands were quickly cut behind his back and handcuffed. Two people took his arms and pulled him up from the floor. He saw the beautiful woman outside the door, as well as a dozen police officers and several others wearing black windbreakers around him. guy.
The police sergeant, the one who appeared that night, walked up to him, looked at his face carefully, and then said with certainty to a man in black next to him, "That's him, when he called the police that night it's him!"
"Mr. Lapuan?" The man in black smiled and took out his ID. "I am a senior agent of the Federal National Security Intelligence Service. Now we suspect you of being involved in many confidential cases. We hope you can cooperate." , suffer less.”
Mr. Lapuan looked at the man in black, his brain spinning rapidly. He had already figured out something. His behavior that night was indeed a bit abnormal, not in line with the behavior of a normal person. When his things were stolen, the owner actually said "forget it" on his own initiative, which was enough to arouse the other party's vigilance. Even if it were him, he would think there was something wrong with this person. Normally he would not have made such a mistake. It was all because he drank too much that night.
He did not blame Mr. Tuckers. Others could persuade him to drink, but he could insist on his own position and not drink. No one forced him to drink at gunpoint, and it was his choice whether to drink or not. He remembered what Dulin said, everyone must pay the price for their actions.
Soon he was put on a headgear and after a bumpy journey, he arrived at an underground base. The reason why it was underground was that Anpu smelled the humid air mixed with the smell of earth. The air in winter will only be dry, not so humid. The only places where such humid air can exist are underground, that is, the seaside. But there was no sound of waves around, and he initially concluded that this place was underground.
He glanced up at the ventilation ducts overhead and was led into a room.
A man and a woman were already waiting for him in the room. After he came in, he was pressed on the restraint chair and his limbs were fixed. The agent who sent him took off his clothes, leaving only a pair of bottoms. pants.
The cold and humid air caused some goosebumps to appear on his skin, and his hair stood on end.
"You should already know your current situation...", the man said first, "My name is Smith, a special agent of the Federal National Security Intelligence Service, and this is my partner, Ms. Laura.", Mr. Smith's face The outline was firm and angular, and he looked particularly upright. His tone of voice also sounded like a messenger of justice, which made Anpu feel a little funny.
He sighed and said: "I'm very sorry to interrupt you, can I ask why you think of me as a spy? Although you didn't say it, I can feel it."
Mr. Smith didn't mind chatting with Amp for a while. In many cases, interrogation does not have to use strong and cruel methods to force the victim to say what the torturer is interested in. There are many more peaceful interrogation methods, and chatting is one of them. one.
"Some people thought you were suspicious, and based on the information you provided, we mobilized intelligence agents from the empire to investigate your details. What did they find out about you?"
What was found
There must be nothing discovered. In fact, strictly speaking, Anpu can be regarded as half of the intelligence department. He asked Anna what he would do if someone noticed him in the federation and inquired about his details. Anna told him that he could safely let people check it. The identity information they prepared was not confidential, and the relevant personnel were all internal intelligence department personnel working part-time. After the other party views his information, he will most likely be cleared of charges.
But now, it seemed that the other party had discovered something, which made Anpu curiously ask Mr. Smith the answer he wanted, "What did you find?"
Mr. Smith pursed his lips, with a look of pain and sadness on his face, "Two of our good comrades and companions lost their traces while tracking down your personal information. It is initially predicted that they may be killed, which is why we will The reason for your invitation. I believe that it is absolutely impossible for an ordinary family to kill two well-trained and professionally trained intelligence officers. This shows that there is something wrong with your identity, do you understand?"
Anpu's first reaction was that there was a problem with the empire, but he soon realized that this was impossible. His current identity was Lapuan, not Anpu. There was no despicable person like Du Lin who wanted to do it. Plot him. Anna also relied on him very much and could not possibly betray him. So what exactly was the problem? Does Anna know about this
This question may not be answered until a long time later, and there is currently no solution.
Dulin got the news as soon as Lapuan was taken away as a spy. To be honest, he had already had a premonition about it. When Eliers said that they had killed two federal intelligence agents, Dulin had already It was assumed that Mr. Lapuan would be in big trouble.
As for what happens next, it just depends on who rescues him and who becomes the enemy.
The passenger traffic in Odis City has finally begun to decline. The cold weather is one reason. In addition, it is impossible for everyone to come here every day to enjoy happiness. They also need to go back to hard work in exchange for the next opportunity to enjoy themselves.
This passenger flow only refers to outdoor entertainment facilities and venues, and does not include casinos. The casino is still overcrowded. There is only one place in the entire empire where public gambling can be conducted, and there is also the highest unlimited gaming table in the casino. This has greatly stimulated many gamblers and wealthy people to come here. They leave or take away a lot of money, and they also become the best propaganda tool.
The sudden collapse of the George family prompted a breakup among the newspaper industry. Especially after Arthur was arrested on charges of second-degree murder, it seemed that the entire George family was going to be doomed. The newspaper industry seems to have ushered in spring, and they all understand one thing, that is, they can make money by reporting news for others. It’s not about making money through advertising, it’s just about making money by publishing a piece of news with a stand and an attitude.
On such an ordinary but restless day, Nasha came to Otis City.
She came with Mr. John's last wish, yes, last wish. This legendary figure who spent his whole life in the newspaper industry, founded three feature news syndicates and monopolized the press releases of the entire industry, eventually died in the hospital bed due to organ failure. Sending away two relatives in a row within a month made Nasha look very haggard. She appeared in Dulin's office wearing sunglasses and furry fur.
"I want to buy Empire Star Media Company. I know it's difficult to do, but I really want it." Nasha is more mature than before. She is not aggressive or laughing and yelling, and looks like a very good person. Intellectual woman, "I apologize to you for the unpleasantness between us in the past. I hope you will not bring some of your past emotions into this matter."
After hearing this, Du Lin lowered his head and looked at the pen in his hand. Nasha's heart tightened. She knew that Du Lin was very fond of that company. At the same time, the sales of Empire Star were also rising steadily. Last month's sales hit a record high. There were 49,000 tapes, but the high-opening family tape company saw a decline in sales, with only 37,000 tapes sold.
But this is not important. If she can win the Empire Star Company, it means that she will personally control 70% of the Empire Tape field. This is enough for her to follow everything Mr. John taught her and form a New monopolistic industry groups.
Under the table, she held her clothes tightly with both hands and looked at Du Lin expressionlessly.
Du Lin hesitated for a long time, as if for a century, and then nodded unexpectedly, "Yes, but the price..."
"We can discuss this!" Nasha refused to miss this opportunity and immediately added.
(End of chapter)