The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 126 Thief
"That's right, just like the prison bullies in the prison, they are not monolithic. When the old one dies, the new one will be replaced immediately." Andy, who bowed his head to settle accounts, added with experience.

"But assassinate the biggest gang leader in a country..." Arthur waved his hands in the air excitedly: "Do you know what this means? It means that even if we kill him, we will face a whole country of gangs who will do nothing to us Endless pursuit.

Unless we can quickly return to the border after completing the assassination, the money will be completely wasted. "

"That makes sense, but..." Ron noticed the signature of the officer in charge under the intelligence, Luke Hobbs, isn't this the stupid guy who just solved the CIA mess with him~
"but what?"

"But maybe we can wait for a while. With so many people staring at him, there will always be someone who can't help it and strikes before us," Ron said with sharp eyes:

"And what we have to do is just wait for that kind person to make a move, and just get in on his actions. Remember, whether Barack dies or not has nothing to do with us. We only want money, understand?"

"Boss, don't you think your speech is becoming more and more indistinguishable from those gangsters?" Andy finally couldn't help complaining.

"So what? A capitalist country is just a bigger gang~" Ron shrugged indifferently.

In fact, what he didn't say was that the moment he saw Hobbs' name, Ron immediately thought, isn't this the plot of Fast and Furious 5?

If Ron remembered correctly, Toretto also said when he called himself the day before yesterday that they had fled to Brazil and happened to be hiding in a slum in Rio de Janeiro.

There was one of Toretto's old men there, the big guy who was fighting O'Connor in the first movie.

If his predictions are correct, he just needs to wait patiently, and soon Toretto will be found by Barack's men to steal the car, and then trigger the plot of Fast and Furious Five.

"Wait!" While speaking, Ron glanced casually at the weapon rack next to the coffee machine and suddenly found that the number was a bit wrong: "Andy, if I remember correctly, the number of drones I put in the office should be eight. Why is there one missing?"

"I also remember that there should be eight, that's right." Andy stood up and looked at the weapon rack: "1, 2, 3, 4...7, that's right, one is indeed missing."

Drones, now the secret weapon of Ron's special operations team.

"Damn it, is it because you have been acting too low-key outside recently? That's why the people nearby think that this is an ordinary small company, and they dare to steal from me!" Ron complained angrily.

"But the door locks and windows showed no signs of being tampered with." Out of professional habits, Hank immediately checked all the doors and windows: "So, maybe it was done by one of our own people?"

After speaking, he turned his unfriendly eyes on Arthur, and habitually touched his lower back, where he used to put the handcuffs.

"Hi! Hi! Hi! Why do you have to be the first to suspect me of this kind of shit! I'm a killer, not a thief!" Arthur stood up unhappily: "Fatty man, believe it or not, I'll slit your throat in minutes !"

"Come and have a try! See if your knife is faster or my gun is faster!" Hank was not to be outdone: "I can kill your dick with one shot from 200 meters away! You will have to squat and pee for the rest of your life Urine!"

"That's enough! Shut up!" Ron and the others had a big fight: "No one here will have their throat cut, and no one will have their dick shot. You are my subordinates. I have full trust in you, and I know that none of you are thieves!"

"Think about it, besides our own people, who else has been to this place recently? Or have any of you lost your keys or something."

"Boss, maybe you should take a look at this." Andy turned the computer screen over, facing everyone.

Under the surveillance camera on the screen, it was clear that a short figure folded back after closing the office door, took out a bunch of keys to open the door, and opened the freezer as easily as entering his own home, drinking drinks while taking Played with the drone.

Finally, when he took the drone away together, he did not forget to restore everything to its original state. The technique was so skillful that Arthur called him an expert when he saw it.

"Isn't this Carl? Who brought him into the office?" Ron immediately recognized the short figure as Carl Gallagher, a kid who had once worked for him.

"Who brought this kid back? I remember saying that we don't employ child labor."

"It's me," Hank raised a chubby hand weakly: "I saw him stealing a piece of bread on the street a few days ago, and the kid told me he was really hungry to do it, so I took him I brought it back to help clean up several times.

It may be that the little guy accidentally made a copy of the key at that time. "

Hank's wife just recently became pregnant. It may be because of this reason that he felt compassion for Carl Jr. Ron could understand.

"That kid looks like a gangster who has been on the streets all year round!" Arthur said angrily, "That's it, you have the nerve to suspect me!"

Arthur has no reason not to be angry, he is the one who was suspected just now.

"Enough!" Ron stopped Arthur, who continued to get angry.

Hank lowered his head in shame like a primary school student being scolded: "I'll go to Carl and ask him to return the things."

"No, there's nothing to do now anyway, I'd better go there myself."

"Boss, that..." Hank looked at Ron who walked to the door, wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.

"what happened?"

"Carl is still a child, can you please not embarrass him?" Probably because he was about to become a father, Hank's attitude towards Carl was surprisingly good, of course, it may also be because he has always been a good guy.

"I can take my bonus to compensate for the loss he caused, but his life is still very long. I hope this child will not be affected too much by this incident. Maybe it is really because he is too poor that he made a big mistake." This kind of thing."

"Don't worry, I know what to do." Ron rarely objected to Hank's suggestion this time: "I'll go and see what the place where he lives is like. Give him a chance on face.

Or, simply letting him work as a cleaner here is also a good choice. Although the place here is a bit bigger, I am willing to pay more for the salary.

But if you let me know that the only reason he steals is to buy some new toy, then I promise, this kid is finished! "

(End of this chapter)