Although this barber was a chatterbox, his skills were pretty good. It didn't take long to trim Mason's disheveled, hippie-like hair into a handsome old man with a slicked back hair and a neat beard.
Mason looked at himself in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, your craftsmanship is really good."
As he said this, he gestured to James next to him and said, "Remember to give them a tip."
Looking at the expressionless agents who were still wearing sunglasses at night, the barber laughed dryly and did not dare to speak.
At this time, James' cell phone rang. He glanced at it and said to the two agents next to him: "Keep an eye on him." Then he took the cell phone and walked out. It was the Speaker of Congress who called, probably asking about the progress. He had to be careful to answer. .
Looking at Mason who kept looking in the mirror, the remaining two young agents looked serious, but in fact they already underestimated the enemy. No matter how much Shangfeng emphasizes, he is just an eighty-year-old man, unarmed, and now he is in a high-rise building with his own people outside. What else can he do
Could he still have wings and fly
So with this understanding, when James came back from the phone call, he found that the balcony door was blocked by a chair from the inside, and Mason, who was originally sitting on the seat, had disappeared.
"damn it!"
James pulled out his pistol, kicked open the door, and walked in carefully. I saw the barber holding his head and huddled in a corner of the balcony, while the two men he left behind were lying motionless on the ground, and their fate was unknown. The other one, like Mason, disappeared.
It was only then that the other agents who were eating and drinking outside realized what they were doing and came over one after another.
"Seal the entire building. It's impossible for the target to escape in such a short period of time."
James yelled at his slow men, then reached out and grabbed the barber, and said in a ferocious voice: "Tell me, what happened?"
"It doesn't matter to me, I don't know anything." The barber shouted nervously, "I only saw that for some reason, the old man knocked the two people down, and then used a rope to lift one person from the balcony. When you throw it up, he also flips down."
When James heard this, he rushed to the guardrail and looked down. Sure enough, another of his subordinates was suspended in mid-air by a rope, dangling powerlessly in the air.
"Mason must have escaped into the floor below." James turned around and ordered, "Centering this building, four... no, five blocks must be blocked."
One of the men stammered: "Boss, aren't you going to blockade this building?"
James shook his head and gritted his teeth and said: "With that guy Mason's skill, he should have escaped from this building in a short time."
He turned around and looked at the high-rise buildings outside, frowning: "It's just Mason, if you run away at this time, where will you go?"
James' eyes lit up and he quickly ordered: "Where is Mason's granddaughter? You must send someone to keep an eye on her. Mason ran away in such a hurry because he must be looking for his granddaughter."
In an inconspicuous little church, a Cadillac car rushed over and knocked away the trash can placed on the roadside. Mason staggered out of the car, covered his shoulders and rushed into the church.
After all, he was getting older. When he was escaping from the hotel, he accidentally strained his shoulder, and the injury was not serious, so he just hit the trash can with his car.
After Mason entered the church, he closed the door with his backhand, leaned against the door and let out a long breath before walking into the church. He walked all the way to the cross and looked up at the statue of Jesus crucified on the cross. He sighed again, sat down on the second bench, lowered his head and prayed.
Not long after, an elderly nun came out shakily, holding an oil lamp. She looked at Mason sitting on the bench and said softly: "This believer, it's so late, The priest has gone home. If you have anything to do, come back tomorrow."
When Mason heard the sound, his shoulders trembled slightly for some reason, without raising his head, he whispered: "It doesn't matter, I'll just sit here for a while."
"Okay," the nun sighed, "You can stay here tonight as long as you want. Anyway... the city is already in chaos."
The nun held the oil lamp, turned around tremblingly, and wanted to leave. At this time, a piercing siren sounded outside, and then the door was knocked open, and a group of men in black with loaded guns rushed in.
The nun was startled and looked at the men in black in surprise. She rushed forward and pushed Mason to the ground. She hurriedly shouted: "Gentlemen, don't forget that this is a sacred place. The Lord is still watching you in heaven." .”
"National Defense Department, arrest the suspect and stay out of your own business." James strode in from the outside, looked at Mason with his head hanging down, and snorted, "Old guy, I didn't expect you to come here."
As he spoke, he shook his head: "Take it away."
The agents took Mason out, and James looked the nun up and down, then turned and left without saying anything.
After returning to the car, Mason raised his head, looked at James who got into the car immediately, and smiled: "I know I can't run away on my own, but how could you find me so quickly?"
James snorted coldly: "Don't underestimate us, former Mr. 007, I know everything about you."
He turned to look at the church outside the window and said coldly: "That nun is the confidante you met before you were arrested, right? I didn't expect you to escape from the hotel and not see your granddaughter, but come to see this one instead."
Mason smiled bitterly and said: "My granddaughter must be under your surveillance. My not showing up is to protect her. It's just that she..."
She turned to look out the window and said quietly: "After all these years, I have never let go of her. I just want to see her again. Unfortunately, when we actually met, I didn't dare to look up or let her see me. s face."
James saw that Mason's eyes were red, and he shook his head: "If you have a request, you can just put it forward, why go to all this trouble."
Mason took a deep breath, looked back, fell on James, and smiled: "If I don't give it a try, how can I be sure that what you said is true?"
"So are you sure now?"
Mason's expression became serious: "The whole city is in chaos. I believe you won't play such a big trick just to lie to me. So... let's get started."
James nodded and motioned to the driver to drive.
After the motorcade left, a black shadow appeared quietly at the door of the church.
Xie Lun rubbed his chin, looked at the motorcade in the distance, and murmured softly: "Is it true that I tipped them off and asked them to arrest someone, only to leave like this?"
He turned his head and glanced at the church: "I have to take the risk to come here. Is it really just to see my old friend?"