Trafford’s Trading Club

After crashing a moisturizing sugar into the entrance and lowering the feeling of dry throat, Song Haoran, who is now in a black car parked on the side of the road, started a conversation with his father, Song Tianyu.

Anyway, he first reported what he had been through at the theater, and finally he asked, "How did you get this information about Roger hijacking the theater? ”

Although the intelligence arrived a little late, so passive, it was better than nothing, at least Song Hao Lan was able to leave the concert hall early before the hijacking, otherwise the overnight operation would not necessarily be safe.

“The bombs that Roger had at his disposal came from the Fire King. ”

Song Tianyu, who was at the main camp of 'Iris', knew at this time that Song Hao Lan was safe and that his tone had been relaxed a lot. He seemed to have had a sip of saliva before continuing: “The Fire King was also curious about what Roger wanted to do, so he was followed up, and later found out that their people had buried the bomb in the theater in advance. Maybe it's your kid's luck, Fire King came to me during the day, asked me to help out with a shipment to Malacca, and then talked about it. ”

“Master Fire? Looks like the lucky goddess is looking out for me.” Song Hao ran nodded.

Fire King is a very old qualified arms dealer on this continent. ‘Iris' has a lot of men who need a lot of ammunition and has had a long cooperative relationship with Fire King.

But soon, Song Hao ran stunned: “Wait, Dad, so Roger really bought a lot of heavy bombs? ”

Song Tianyu said strangely: “The Fire King's goods have always been fine. He said that they are powerful enough, which is naturally big enough. Is there a problem? ”

“No.” Song Hao shook his head.

But it's strange... if Roger really owns this kind of bomb, why is it thunderous when he presses the detonator in the theater?

Now that the Fire King's men have seen Roger's men planting bombs in the theater, the bombs in the theater should have come from the Fire King.

But in the aftermath of the explosion...

The Fire King should not ship fake goods and do self-destructing signs. And when Roger gets the explosives, he'll do the minimum inspection, right?

So... what went wrong in the middle?

Song Hao Run Baixi couldn't figure it out, and Lluvia opened the door from the outside and sat up at this point, "Master, we are starting to implement a backup plan. ”

“Let's not talk about it.” Song Hao ran to the phone and cut off the phone with Dad, then started the engine and drove away.

At this point, in the trunk of this ordinary black sedan, a man was tied up and placed here, and the man was even blindfolded, stuck in his mouth, motionless, and wanted to be knocked out of the past.

Apparently, the car was temporarily stolen.

As for the so-called backup programme, it is naturally a supplementary plan after the failure of the original assassination of the theatre - the last one on the death list due to the hijacking - that is still safe today.

Song Hao stomped on the throttle, looked at the navigator on the car, and pressed the Bluetooth headset on his ear. “Ornie, Third Street, bank position, wait ten minutes for the target to enter the line of sight, I will create an opportunity for you. You only have one shot, success and failure, evacuate immediately. ”

“Roger that!”

……

……

Bucky was struggling to cut his handcuffs off with the big scissors he had found in the car toolbox. As for the captain, Cage, at this point his heart jumped out of the throttle - several police cars were behind him biting.

Bucky is clamping the phone around his neck right now —— where did you get the phone from Captain Cage?

He rushed to the tunnel angrily: "Mark!! Why would your people want to kill me? What did I do to you? ”

Mark... looks like the warden's name? Cage took the time to look at Bucky and knew that this kind of big-time conversation didn't work out for him - but at the same time he couldn't help but regret it.

What the hell kind of cramp is he? The ghost helped Bucky badly? Money... more money, you have to spend your life!!

“Mark! You fucking talk to the labourers!! Didn't I pay you every month? What the fuck do you think I ate so much for? My books are clear!! Big deal. Let's get out of here!” Bucky continues to roar.

“Bucky, take it easy… let me think about what to say. By the way, where are you now? ”

Bucky looked around: "On the way back to jail. ”

“What?” he said in a moment of silence. "Bucky, don't come back! I'll be honest with you, it's someone who wants your life up there. I'm afraid someone wants to take this opportunity to get rid of you... not that I won't help you, but that I can't protect myself! ”

“So the industrial TMs can only be shot into a wasp nest?” Bucky laughed furiously: “When you guys ate me and took me, you laughed like a pig's head. Someone tried to fuck me, but nobody helped you to say a word? ”

“Anyway... don't come back!” Warden Mark panicked: “Someone is waiting for you on this side of the prison... you, you go back to the city, I'll give you a place to hide for a few days! I can only help you get here! ”

“SHIT!”

Bucky slammed the phone on the windshield in front of him, looking at the car's captain Cage's flesh ache for a while.

My love is crazy 7...

“Boss Bucky, what do we do now?” Captain Cage really wants to step on the brakes... should we surrender?

Bucky picked up a tool knife from the toolbox and drove it around Cage's neck, “Get back in town, I'm going to hide, and then contact my men, and when I leave Rio safely, I promise you something, a lot! ”

Looking at Cage's uncertain gaze, Bucky snorted, “How much money do I get each month? I can't believe you broke your head! But those guys, they eat me one by one, but they don't do anything. But it's you. It's hard to see the truth. I will repay you well! So drive well! ”

Take the tool knife away before you talk to me about feelings, you little soul!!

“Boss Bucky, are we... are we going to hide in that place the warden told us about?” The captain, Cage, asked hastily.

“Do you think I'm stupid?” Bucky smiled coldly: “Mark, this pig is naturally upset because he betrayed me! I had a cramp in my head before I went to that place. ”

“So... now we? ”

Bucky suddenly squinted, “Who's in your house? ”

Captain Cageston was nervous: “My wife and children are not here, they stay in the country, I live alone... but Boss Bucky, will they guess? Somebody's gonna wait at my house, right? ”

“There's no other way.” Bucky sighed, "I had to go there. ”

“Where? ”

“Go to 9th Avenue first, I'll tell you where to go when I get there.” Bucky shook his head and said that Bucky picked up the phone he had just thrown out and dialed another number.

“It's me! The labor is being reckoned with here in Rio! I'm out of jail. Send some men to pick me up! ”

Cage couldn't listen to what the people on the phone said, and finally he just heard a very happy phrase: "Brother! Are you finally coming out? Guys, we've been waiting for a big fight! ”

Bucky didn't say anything, he just cut off the phone after saying "Be here by noon tomorrow."

He finally looked at Cage, patted him on the shoulder, but didn't take the tool knife away, encouraging him to say, "Cage! It's time to show your skills. Didn't you blow yourself in front of me a lot when you were riding on the bread hill, and the best part was five straight hairpins? ”

You... take the tool knife away first ah!!!

……

“Clockdall and it's been taken care of? Very good.”

The security minister nodded, but the phone quickly reached him again. He was in a bad mood and suddenly got worse. "Bucky escaped? What the hell are you doing? ”

He growled at the phone, “Anyway, I'll give you two hours, and we have to get rid of this guy! Why don't you all pack your bags and get the fuck out of here! ”

Dropping the phone on the table, the security minister rubbed his head and sat down.

Although a large number of inmates escape every year in this country, such kittens and puppies have little impact on the overall picture, even if they escape. Prisons have been overcrowded anyway, with some savings.

But Bucky wasn't the same, he was the giant crocodile that took a lot of human and material resources to catch a few years ago. Although for too many reasons, the giant crocodile was sentenced to more than a decade in prison, at least it kept people under surveillance.

The strategy of the upper echelons of the country against slums, which is to break down the benchmarks of these murderous generations and then slowly encroach on annexation, must not, at this time, cause problems in the policy of kneeling down so easily that the country can return to a period of chaos more than a decade ago.

Fortunately, Clockdale has been disposed of, and so should the Senate President. As for the question of Bucky, we can only see the demolition later.

The Secretary of State was called by the Minister of Security, who then told him, "Wait a minute, you call the Secretary of the Senate and tell him about Croquedal. I'm going to the presidential palace to tell you what happened today. ”

“Got it.” The secretary has been with the chief of security for many years and has long been clear about his spleen, "he hastily said.“ Before you arrive, I will be ready to summarize the report. ”

Nor did the Minister of Security say much, leaving the command vehicle and heading towards another sedan preparing for the Presidential Palace.

But when he had just gotten in the sedan, the secretary rushed over from afar and slapped the window.

The security minister frowned and opened the window, looking at the secretary with the phone on his hand, "What happened? ”

I just saw the secretary at this point shocked: “Minister, no, no, no! Senator... he, he was shot on his way home!! ”

“What!! Prewitt he...”

……

“How did that happen? You make it clear to me. ”

The Minister of Security failed to calm down once and for all. He simply rolled down the window and stared dead at his secretary, who had followed him for 10 years.

The secretary had to say, "I don't know exactly. The Senator's car is said to have suddenly crashed into a private car as it passed through the Third Avenue Bank. Then the assassination happened at this time, and according to the driver and the guard, the sniper was ambushed from afar! ”

“What about the out-of-control private car? ”

“No one in the car, presumably jumped out before the crash. But the owner of the tied car was found in the trunk. I am afraid it was the vehicle temporarily hijacked by the prisoner… but, specifically, there is a need for a follow-up investigation. ”

The Secretary of Security feels like his brain's blown up, "Where's the cop? Why aren't there any cops driving? ”

“What a mess!” Secretary helpless: “Didn't Director Jose get killed by a gangster at the theater? The police station is already in a mess. You don't know, there are factions in this situation...”

Boo--!

The Minister of Safety punched him hard in the door, kicked another foot in the front seat, a neat head of hair also scattered due to such a big move, he pinched his fist, bit his finger joint, and suddenly another piece of news came to mind in the confused brain.

Several assassinations had occurred in the city prior to the theatre hostage-taking. Do these people have gang leaders, and business and politics leaders? Is there a connection?

But those who have already been assassinated should logically not be able to connect, they do not know each other, so much so that the intelligence services are stuck in an investigation stalemate for a while.

“... the target of the assassin is actually only the Senator, is there so much smokescreen ahead? No, this smokescreen is totally unnecessary. If the prisoner's target is really just the Senate President, then the first target up there is him. There is no need for any other killings. Instead, it will attract our attention… But are there any connections between these assassinated people?” The Minister of Security had very different thoughts in his mind, which made him confused.

Suddenly, the Minister of Security had a lightning bolt in his head, "The prisoner had long wanted to do it in the theater! It was just this hijacking, which is why it didn't work... that temporary stolen private car may prove it! ”

“Minister, what do you mean? ”

“I want all the guest lists for tonight's theater!” The security minister rubbed his forehead: “Even any member of the theater, I want all the information! The culprit must be among these guys! ”

“I'll send someone to prepare… No, I'll do it myself! ”

“Drive, Presidential Palace… No, I'll take the command car.” The Minister of Security thought about it and quickly got out of the car and walked back to the converted large commercial vehicle with extremely thick interior armor.

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……

Traffic has recovered, but taxis are still driving slowly today due to the squeezing of a large number of vehicles.

“Hmm... still stuck in traffic and didn't know when to go back. ”

In the car, Caroline was on the phone with Livia, "By the way, have you been to your little white-faced house? ”

“What little white face? Arnold is the last man I've ever met!” Livia seems somewhat dissatisfied with what this sister and landlord said.

“Well, there's an energetic man, I know.” Caroline responded without curiosity, staring at the dense, numb car outside the window, and wondering when it would end.

“Caroline, why don't you stay out of this tonight?” Livia suggests at this time: "Spend the night with me. I don't think it's safe to go back so late anyway. I wonder if it might be dangerous? And on my side, there's a little room, and I'll sort it out for you. ”

“So…” Caroline hesitated for a moment, finally agreeing to come down and said directly: “Driver, please put me down in front of you. ”