The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 576

In the Pasadena apartment, the scientists gathered together to share dinner again. Sheldon and Amy each held a small notebook, looked at their friends with scrutiny, and continued to calculate the scores for them, while Ron Watching all this without saying a word.

"Ron's chicken breast fat-reducing meal, Penny's Kung Pao chicken... OMG, the delivery person made a mistake, what he delivered was plain rice, not fried rice at all." Leonard started delivering the meal, but when it arrived Raj had an accident when he was here.

The food delivery man made a mistake with his rice. The original fried rice became white rice, and there was no side dish. Under normal circumstances, few people can eat it straight away, let alone the pampered Raj.

"No! How can this be? I just rode a spinning bike this morning. A bowl of greasy fried rice is the reward I deserve."

"If you ask me, this should be regarded as a sudden meal situation. Which of you is going to come forward to solve this trouble?" Ron said loudly in a playful tone. Ben Ben began to observe everyone's reaction.

This is another opportunity to rate everyone.

But unfortunately, no one answered. In the end, Howard couldn't bear Raj's pitiful gaze like a puppy, so he took out his mobile phone: "Forget it, I'll take care of it."

"Mud Howard, I'm Howard...We didn't give us fried rice, the fat Indian friend is upset...Thank you." Howard used his usual Mandarin with a strange accent, and Ron suppressed his laughter.

Howard's Mandarin sounds really funny, but other people don't think so. In the eyes of "foreigners" like Rachel, Howard's Mandarin is as good as Ron.

"How is it? You didn't scold him to tears, did you?" Raj asked gloatingly.

"Actually, she was still laughing after listening to it, although I don't know what he was laughing at, you know, Ron."

"Maybe it's because of your accent?"

Ron said with a smile, Sheldon and Amy next to them hurriedly took notes, and they still didn't forget Ron gave him a grateful look, but before Ron could say anything, the phone rang and looked down. Looking at the number, it was Finch calling.

"Sorry guys, it looks like I won't be able to join you for dinner, I have something to attend to."

After finishing speaking, Ron ignored the strange eyes of others, hurriedly finished his food, turned and left, leaving only the people in the room stunned.

"The situation is probably like this. We guess that he may use the bar's sign-in list as his hunting target range, so we need some beautiful girls to sign in at the bar to attract his attention and let him come over to strike up a conversation. what do you think?"

In Finch's secret base, Riise recounted their plan again, and Ron nodded clearly: "I understand the truth, but why did you call me here? You don't mean to let me dress up as a woman, do you? "

"Don't you have any special hobbies?" Ron's face changed as if thinking of something terrifying.

Finch quickly waved his hand: "No, we are not perverts! I just heard that you know a lot of women, I want you to find a few people to help, let them form a decoy team with Samen, so that he can come over and strike up a conversation The chances are greater."

"That's a good idea. I can also call many qualified girls, but there is still a small problem here." Ron crossed his hands and raised his chin: "How do you plan to settle their expenses?"

Ron's capitalist bloodline awakens.

"The appearance fee is [-] U.S. dollars per person. If you are approached and successfully become our bait, you can pay an additional [-] U.S. dollars until the matter is over, is that okay?"

"Of course." Ron immediately agreed, as if he was afraid of repenting in installments, he immediately took out his mobile phone and called: "Giselle, can you come out tonight? There is a job that earns extra money, come or not? Appearance fee Ten thousand dollars..."

An hour later, a row of beauties with different styles were already sitting on the big sofa in the booth of the bar. For a while, this booth became the focus of the audience. Eye.

"Let me introduce to you, this is Giselle, a former CIA agent, and now, my men, this is Caroline and Max, although they have no experience in using firearms, they are very good at self-defense for women in slums, self-protection No problem, this is Hope, the former gymnast..."

Ron introduced these glamorous women on the sofa to Finch one by one, that is, his own gorgeous harem group, but except for the first Giselle, most of them had no dazzling experience, which made the stage He couldn't help but wonder if Ron had specially hired someone to charge up the money to defraud him of funds.

With Ron's bad personality, it's really possible to think about it.

"I said you didn't find someone to fill the number on purpose, did you?" Finch pulled Ron aside and asked secretly.

"How is it possible? Do you think I look like that kind of person?" Ron said innocently, but judging from the way Finch looked at him, maybe he really was that kind of person in Finch's eyes.

"Well, maybe I do have a little selfishness, but I assure you, it will never affect your plan, if he doesn't take the bait, I promise to return all the money I took from you, how about it? "

Uncomfortable being stared at by Finch's weird eyes, Ron could only raise his hands in a gesture of surrender.

People who know a little about Ron's greed for money can understand it very well. Basically, it belongs to the Pixiu type. Don't expect it to spit out the food you eat. Ron dares to use this as a guarantee, which shows that he is very serious about this. How confident is the beauty trap.

Finch couldn't help wondering: "How are you so sure? You know, if the person he chooses is not the female agent or Samen, the person who is selected may even be in danger of life. Aren't you afraid that they will be in danger? ? Come out quickly, they are all important people to you."

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid, but I'm pretty sure they won't be selected, but if you know your target in advance, you won't have such doubts."

Ron took out his mobile phone and passed the girls photographed today in front of Finch one by one: "Look carefully at the photos of these girls, do you find that they have a common feature?"

Because Ron was skating too fast, the girl's appearance had just had time to form an impression in Finch's mind, and he immediately switched to the next one. The disadvantage of this was that he couldn't look at each girl's face carefully, and the advantage was also very obvious. That's what it's easy to catch these girls have in common.

"Oh my god! These girls all look a bit similar, giving me an indescribable feeling, as if I've seen another person who looks like them." Finch couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Of course, of course you've seen this person, but she's dead, remember? Donna Wellington."

Ron picked out another photo of a girl. Not only did this girl look somewhat similar to the girls in the file just now, but what's more interesting was that if one of the features of the girls in the file was taken out and spliced ​​together, it was almost It can perfectly reproduce Donna's face.

What's even more amazing is that this face is surprisingly similar to Gizelle's. Seeing this, if Finch still doesn't understand what's going on, then he's really ashamed of his IQ, which is comparable to Sheldon's.

"God, it turns out that we've been mistaken all this time. He's not the perverted murderer we always thought he was, but a poor man who wanders around the scene, trying to find his girlfriend's face from other people of the opposite sex." For a moment, Finch looked at the target impression has been greatly improved.

"I don't think he is a pitiful person. After all, he has enjoyed what he should enjoy, and there is also a windfall of unknown origin. In short, the secrets of this person are worth digging out. Shhh, he is here, let's start Do it, girls~”

Seeing the target enter, Ron said hello to the girls, and then walked to the second floor of the bar. The view here is wide, and he can almost see the whole bar. Even if he is independent in his heart, the target will definitely go to Giselle , he still has to be fully prepared.

Sure enough, everything was as Ron deduced. The target wandered around the dance floor, and then took out the dating app on his mobile phone and started looking for his target. When he saw the photo of Giselle who signed in at the bar, his eyes lit up, and he was decisive. Clicked Match.

Giselle raised his legs, clicked Agree, pretended to look left and right, and finally locked his eyes on the target, beckoning at him charmingly, all levels of beauty tricks were within reach for him who was born as an agent.

The two chatted happily, and their relationship quickly heated up. Soon it was time for the man to invite the woman home to watch the kitten backflip. The two walked out of the bar side by side, with Ron quietly following behind.

"I had a great time tonight, thank you, I don't know your name yet."

"Ian, a man whose heart is moved by your eyes." The target said affectionately, while speaking, he leaned forward, as if he was about to kiss Gizelle.

Although he believed that Gizelle would avoid it in a very measured manner, Ron was still jealous by his intimate behavior.

"Just wait and see, brat, the mission is over, and I must give you a good meal." Ron said bitterly.

However, just halfway through the conversation, Ron noticed that two strange figures walked out of the alley not far away, walking on the street with guns without hesitation.

Although the United States is a free country with guns, it is as grand as they are.People walking down the street with guns are not enough.

Generally speaking, such a person is either preparing to commit a crime or committing a crime.

"Two bastards walked towards you, Giselle, be careful." Ron reminded in a low voice.

Giselle tilted his head, looked over Yien's shoulder, and immediately locked onto the two people who were walking towards them.

"Sorry, am I being too abrupt? Excuse me..."

In the middle of Ian's apology, he heard footsteps behind him and turned around quickly. At this time, the two punks had stopped and pointed their guns at them.

"Hey, buddy, don't be rough, just take whatever you want." Dean took out his wallet and threw it on the ground very skillfully. Obviously, it was not the first time he did this.

He encountered this kind of nighttime robbery a few times before, and this trick successfully saved him from danger, but unfortunately, it was different this time, because the target of the "robber" this time was not money.

"You are unlucky, Ian, what we want is not your wallet, but your life," said the man who seemed to be the boss in the weight loss: "Say goodbye to this world!"

The robber boss waved his hand, and Ron's voice sounded in Gizer's earphone: "Are you ready? I want the one on the right."

"Then I'm on the left, I'm ready!"

As soon as Giselle finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand to push Ian away. The robber saw that the situation was not good, and just about to pull the trigger, two gunshots of "Peng Peng" rang out indiscriminately, and the robber's pistol was blown away. Looking at Giselle, Gang just wanted to run away.

There were two more "bang" shots, and the two robbers were shot in the legs and fell to their knees on the ground.

"Great job, Giselle, your marksmanship has improved again." Ron Zhi walked out of the shadows, and patted Giselle's buttocks in praise, and Giselle hooked him directly around the neck, offering an incense Kiss, after kissing, Ron didn't forget to give Ian a look.

Ian, who was standing aside, was dumbfounded.

"Each, each other, still can't compare with you."

"Are you okay? You little fool?" Ron let go of the hand that was still around Giselle's waist, and came to Ian: "I guess you still haven't figured out what happened, right?"

Ian nodded blankly: "Who are you? What's going on?"

"To put it simply, someone wanted to kill you, but we knew about it in advance, so we came to protect you," Ron turned back: "Giselle, this little idiot is in your hands, you come and explain to him what happened what?"

"As for you," Ron turned his head and faced these two stupid thieves, his expression suddenly became fierce: "I think I might try to get something useful out of your mouths? You choose to tell me immediately Me, or tell me after seeing my methods?"

Frightened by Ron's ferocious gaze, the two of them were so frightened that they even forgot the pain of their wounds. They hugged their partner helplessly and said very shamelessly: "Don't kill us, we promise to say anything!"

"Tell me so easily? You are not cheating, are you?" Ron doubted: "Forget it, it's better to go to prison first, I still believe in the answer I got out of the interrogation~"

The dim streetlights reflected Ron's handsome face flickeringly, like a vampire in a horror movie. The two seedless robbers screamed in fright and struggled to crawl back.

But how could this kind of child's play escape work?

, Ron tore off the two metal bars on the iron fence next to him, took two steps forward and stabbed them hard, nailing the injured legs of the two robbers to the ground.

"Ahhh~~~"

The robbers screamed terribly, but Ron looked at them with a smile: "Don't worry, the game has just begun~"

(End of this chapter)