Luke shrugged: "I have communicated with Tim. Jeff and his wife only need to hand over the fake information to the Tyrannosaurus rex, and just take the money and leave. The arrest will be after Jeff leaves."
Selena understood in seconds.
That is to say, this is a fishing operation, and Jeff and his wife are just throwing the bait, not them pulling the hook.
They don't need any superfluous actions, nor any superfluous thoughts.
Such an action is also dangerous, but it does not require high professional ability, and it doesn't matter if Jeff and his wife are a little nervous.
Students will be worried about cheating. They play the role of an ordinary couple who betrayed the company secrets of mbi (Macwell-Bonn), and nervousness is the most normal.
When they arrived at the hotel, the two parked their cars and strolled up from the underground parking lot. Selena asked casually, "Why do we go up from here?"
Luke: "Tim and his wife are on the roof of the hotel. Of course we can only enter from the parking lot entrance."
Selena: "Oh, yes."
Luke: "And there are already Tim's colleagues here, so be careful when you speak later, so that no one will notice the abnormality."
Selena nodded, then asked about the dishes here, and Luke also answered the information he read.
The two walked into V Restaurant talking and laughing just like ordinary guests who came to dine.
After reporting their names, the two were taken to a side seat by the waiter. Outside the transparent floor-to-ceiling glass windows was an indoor swimming pool, where many people were chatting.
Selena started ordering in high spirits.
Jeff and his wife? They were still at home, it was only 8:20, and there were still 40 minutes before the transaction. Luke and the two had enough time to enjoy a cozy dinner.
At the same time, a small drone with an automatic cruise function is also hovering over the hotel, monitoring the hotel and surrounding conditions.
On the small table, the two chatted and laughed in low voices, enjoying themselves at ease.
Half an hour later, Selena had basically finished her meal, and she was scraping a large cup of pink strawberry ice cream with a spoon. Whether she ate it or not, she scraped a ball from time to time and stuffed it into Luke's mouth.
Luke didn't have a particular fondness for ice cream, but he didn't hate it either.
What else can I say about Selena's sharing behavior.
Although the pink strawberry ice cream is a bit girly, it's not as good as he ordered it himself.
This feeling and scene fell into the eyes of many guests around, and they were only envious and appreciative, and there were several more pairs of guests who did the same thing as them.
Upstairs, Tim and his wife also hugged each other, leaning against the edge of the roof, watching the night scene with the wind blowing.
The two had opened up their hearts and communicated for a while just now, which untied a lot of knots in their hearts.
"Here they are," Natalie said.
"They're here." Luke squinted at the couple who had just entered the hall.
The expressions of these two are a bit abnormal.
After walking a few steps, the two hugged each other in the hall, and exchanged a passionate kiss.
In Luke's mind, he could match this scene with a sizzling sound, and felt strange: These two are not usually so enthusiastic.
After a while, the middle-aged couple entered the restaurant, and were led upstairs by a waiter in the corner of Luke's eyes.
Luke withdrew his gaze, and whispered to Selena who was still eating ice cream happily: "Work has started."
Selena reluctantly scraped another large piece of ice cream into her mouth, and quickly got up: "This ice cream is good, I will order this next time."
The two stood up and split up.
Selena quickly entered the floor diagonally opposite the restaurant, put down her large satchel, and took out an m4a1 and a black cylinder from inside.
She inserted the cylinder into the launch tube under the muzzle of the rifle, and Luke's reminder came from the headset on the right: "Room 305 on the third floor."
Selena: "I see."
puff! Whoosh!
The black cylinder on the muzzle was fired, and suddenly unfolded in mid-air, turning into a circle, and stuck to the upper edge of the glass window in the opposite room.
A few seconds later, there was a conversation from Selena's left headset: "Mr. Rick Freese, and this is your wife, right? Nice to meet you."
The device she fired at the opposite glass window was, of course, a bug.
Jeff and his wife belonged to Tim and Natalie. They couldn't intervene. They could only rely on themselves to install a bug on the outside of the room.
Listening to the conversation in the headset, Selena muttered: "It seems that Jeff and Karen are still calm, and this operation should be fine."
that's the truth.
Neither party in the room intended to delay, Jeff and his wife wanted to hand over the fake information as soon as possible, and the Tyrannosaurus rex also wanted to get the information quickly and flash it.
He also felt the pursuit from Tim's side, and his sense of crisis was getting heavier, so he could only choose to complete the transaction as soon as possible.
In direct proportion to this, the box of dollars he paid was 50% more than expected, from one million to one and a half million.
Obviously, Danny and his wife wanted to make enough pension money at once.
"Be vigilant, this is usually the time to eat black and white." Luke reminded.
Selena hummed, the firearms and equipment in her hand had been checked, and she aimed at the opponent's room again.
Jeff's nagging voice came from the headset: "You look familiar, haven't we met?"
"No." A short, fat man about 1.5 meters tall replied impatiently.
This short fat man is the Mr. Tyrannosaurus rex, he is wearing a gray suit, but he is wearing a round neck T-shirt.
What's even weirder is that on the chest of the t-shirt, there is a pattern of a pink cartoon Tyrannosaurus rex entrenched on the earth, which looks very... cute
Luke had sneaked into the trading floor opposite, but he was by the next window.
A few minutes later, the transaction is complete and the two parties are saying goodbye.
"Wait, your stuff..." said the short fat man with a red stress ball in his hand.
This is the belongings that Jeff entered the door and was searched and taken away.
Jeff didn't care: "No, I'll give it to you."
The short fat man let out an oh, and suddenly looked at the stress ball in his hand, on which the mbi logo was clearly visible.
He frowned for a moment, then suddenly said, "Stop them."
Jeff and his wife were stopped as soon as they reached the door.
Jeff became nervous all of a sudden: "What do you want to do?"
The short fat man showed memories, and after a while, his face became ugly: "You are the guy from the Human Resources Department!"
Jeff quickly denied: "No, no, I'm a maintenance engineer."
Karen hurried to help: "He's an engineer, Dr. Double Material."
The short fat man shook his head and came over, playing with the stress ball in his hand: "No, no, you are right, we have indeed seen it."
Jeff: "Huh?"
The short fat man smiled, but the smile was a bit cold: "From 1999 to 2001, I was a dispensable middle-level manager at McWire-Bonn Company. And your name is Jeff Gaffney .”