How can I get the address of Dean Joule’s home
The simplest and most crude method is to directly arrest someone from within the hospital, preferably someone who is familiar with the dean, and interrogate him to get the address of the dean's home. This is the simplest, and of course the most crude method. .
This method has advantages, of course, but also has disadvantages. When considered, it is not the optimal method.
After a little hesitation, Goshawk changed his cell phone and dialed the number of the secretary's office. At the same time, he said to a Spanish-speaking subordinate: "Just do what I told you just now." and handed over the cell phone.
After the phone beeped twice, it was answered, "Hello, who are you?"
"There is an urgent letter from Joule. I am at the door of the hospital now. You ask him to come out and sign for it in person." Goshawk said it according to the words given to him, and his voice emphasized the urgency and personal signature.
Knowing that Joule is not in the hospital now, how can he still say it, just to get the information he wants to know from this talkative secretary.
Sure enough, the secretary on the other end of the phone said, "But our director is not in the hospital right now."
"Then I'll go back first and let him pick it up by himself then?"
"Wait, can you please send it to his home?" the secretary said anxiously. Since it is an urgent letter, it may be very important. If it is delayed because of himself, I am afraid the dean will blame it.
"You tell me the address first, and I'll see if it's OK." The caller said, looking at him like a goshawk. The latter nodded, very satisfied with what he said.
"Okay." The secretary immediately said the address.
After getting the address, his subordinate said he was on his way and hung up the phone. Since he had obtained Joule's home address, there was no need to continue arguing with him.
Start the car and go straight to the wealthy area.
The rich area is not a specific name, but because it is the economic center and is more prosperous. The rich and wealthy people in Mexico City all live here together, so it is called the rich area. In fact, there are several blocks. consist of. Just like a mid-level villa, it also belongs to a wealthy area, and it is on the edge of a wealthy area.
It didn't take long to drive there. In about half an hour, the car drove into a high-end community.
It has to be said that the management of security personnel is very loose, even incomparable to ordinary residential areas in China.
The security guard standing at the door looked directly at the sky, not even looking at the two vans that were driving in. The goshawk and the hound looked at each other in shock. The words they had thought of were completely useless and wasted. .
1309!
Most of the people still stayed in the car. Goshawk and Hound, along with four special forces members, took the elevator to the 13th floor.
The people below were not unwilling to do anything. Two cars were parked at the front door, and the other drove to the back door. This simply blocked the only exit of the entire building. Even if Joule escaped by chance, Even if you come down, you can't rush out of the door.
It's a pity that Joule is still hesitating at home.
He was pacing back and forth in the living room, his expression very anxious.
He is very worried now. He knows in his heart that the three people who controlled him today are definitely not easy to mess with. Can someone who can directly pull out a gun be easy to mess with? Moreover, even when facing Pedro, the other party had no intention of giving in.
If it weren't for Pedro, I might have gotten into trouble today.
The other party will definitely take revenge on him.
The more I thought about it, the more I regretted it. Why had I been so confused at that time that I gave Lozano the room of Jones who had killed him? Even if he was given, Jones shouldn't be locked up in the utility room!
damn it! If I had known earlier, I should have killed Jones, so that if someone came here, I could deduce that he died of illness. It's good now that the person was rescued.
Toot toot.
The phone rang noisily, and he was about to turn it off. He wanted to stay quiet for a while, but when he saw that it was his secretary, he answered it.
"Hey, what's the matter? If there's nothing else, don't disturb me."
"Sorry, Dean, it's like this. Someone from the post office called just now and said there was an urgent letter from you. I was worried that there was something urgent, so I asked him to deliver it to your home." The secretary said quickly, including It means asking for credit and reward.
Joule, who answered the phone, was stunned.
Urgent letter? Delivered to your home? He hurriedly asked: "Did you tell the other party my home address?"
"That's right, otherwise how could I deliver it to your home?" The secretary said matter-of-factly, not hearing the problem from Joule's attitude.
Joule hung up the phone with a snap. The secretary was not in front of him now, otherwise he would have slapped her with a big mouth.
problem occurs!
What urgent mail can I send? Besides, what kind of era are we in now? If there is something important, would you communicate in an inappropriate way like writing a letter
Therefore, urgent letters and urgent matters are a paradox in this era and are untenable.
That means someone wants to get their home address from the secretary!
not good!
Joule secretly thought, immediately took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and quickly edited a message to his wife, telling her that something happened here and not to go home yet. If he did not contact her after two hours, he would call the police directly. , and at the same time contact Mr. Pedro and ask him to help save himself.
After sending the text message, I immediately rushed to the study room and opened the cabinet. Inside the cabinet was a safe.
I quickly confirmed the password, and it took me two full minutes to open the safe because I was nervous.
The safe contained passports, a large amount of cash and foreign currency.
I randomly found a backpack and pulled everything in the safe into it. I hurriedly put it on my back and ran towards the door. But before I could reach the door, I heard strange noises outside the door.
Damn it, what now? Joule was completely panicked, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, not knowing what to do.
The person who picked the lock outside was a hunting dog. Although it was not as fast as Zhang Feng, it still quickly used two thin wires to open the high-grade anti-theft door lock from the outside.
Goshawk and Hound pushed the door open and walked in. Both of them held pistols in their hands, but they both froze on the spot, and then burst into laughter.
"Dean Joule, right? What kind of trouble are you trying to make?" Goshawk said with a smile.
"You... don't come here. If anyone takes another step forward, I will jump down from here! I will jump down right away!" Joule roared with fierceness.
At this moment, his legs were straddling the window sill, one leg was hanging outside, and his hands were holding on to the window frame. His posture was a bit like that of a chaste martyr who refused to submit to the mob.