The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 603 Childhood Friends
Just as Summeren and Detective Carter met and began to help the Swede to forge the certificate of fake death on the spot, on the other side of the city, the liar Hayden was walking on the street of the slum.

When he passed by a black guy, the guy immediately noticed his gaze and immediately showed him a flattering smile. Hai Deng walked up to him, without saying a word, took out a ten-dollar bill, and stretched it out to the black guy. In front of his son, the black guy quickly snatched the money and left a tattered baseball in his hand.

Hayden still didn't say anything, put the baseball in his pocket and left quickly. The whole process included the eye contact at the beginning, and it didn't take more than 30 seconds until the end. The homeless people on the street were still singing and dancing to hip-hop music. Anyone know that a full $400 million business has just been done here.

"Do you think this is okay?" Samun wiped ketchup on the Swede's face a few times, and said in a pose with his hand.

Carter held his mobile phone and looked at it carefully for a long time. He shook his head in disappointment at the photo he had just taken: "I don't think it will work, it looks too unnatural. We need to create a feeling that he died directly after being shot. Only In this way, he will not be hunted down by HR and CIA people."

"Okay then," Samun helplessly saved the Swede from the ground again: "How about this, I'll take the ball and throw you now, and after throwing you, you just need to fall down immediately after suffering the pain. Don't make any unnecessary moves, OK?"

The Swede rubbed his kowtowed arm on the ground: "Can we not bother?"

In order to take a picture of suspended animation and send it to their undercover agents in HR to fool the higher-ups of HR, the Swede has already been pushed to the ground more than a dozen times, and his bones are almost broken, but the two chicks in front of him are Still dissatisfied, let him continue filming. To be honest, if it weren’t for the fact that these two chicks had guns in their hands, and there was a very powerful and ruthless character behind him who had already sent a killer for him, he would have found a way to slip away by now. gone.

"No, Ron said, this photo must be taken to perfection, without any flaws, otherwise, they will definitely not let you go."

"But……"

Just as the Swede was about to retort, the sound of pounding footsteps approached from far away, and Ron walked in again: "There is nothing wrong with it, you have to know who you are offending, they are not just the Los Angeles police you thought at first, They are all undercover agents of the CIA who used their police identities. Do you know what it means to mess with the CIA? You can’t stay in the entire Americas and Europe. You can only go to the tribes in the tropical rainforests of Africa, or there are so many people in India Only in the third world countries in the world can you hide your identity and continue to live on. "

"How could the CIA be the CIA? They are my colleagues! Could there be something wrong?" Carter murmured in disbelief.

Ron glanced at him, took out a small ball of paper from his pocket, and threw it at Carter's feet: "At first, I didn't believe that the Los Angeles Police Department could be infiltrated by the CIA to such an extent, but I believe that no one can Telling lies with their own teeth, just now I pulled out one of their teeth without asking them a question, knowing that all the teeth have been pulled out, and they have not changed their words. If this is the case, they can still continue with a strong will Lie to me, then I admire them as a man."

Carter's hand trembled just as he opened the ball of paper, and then threw the ball of paper on the ground. A few small white things inside fell all over the ground. Under the moonlight, Samone recognized that these things should be human teeth. Unlike Carter, instead of feeling scared when she saw this, she excitedly took out a notebook from her pocket and wrote down Ron's move.

"I see. Is tooth extraction still so useful? I must write it down, write it down."

"Remember, the secret is never to give them anesthesia, and give him a sip of vodka every time a tooth is pulled out, the alcohol burn will continue to stimulate their fragile nerves."

Carter looked at the living Satan No. [-] and No. [-] teaching his children, and couldn't help interrupting their good teaching atmosphere: "What should we do now? Are we just letting CIA people continue to infiltrate our Los Angeles Police Department? In this case, what is the difference between us and a puppet at the mercy of the CIA? They don't care how many murders have occurred here, and they don't care how many people have ruined their families because of drugs. They only care about how to make money More money, that's not what the police do at all."

"I agree with you, but I have to say that even I can't do anything about them now," Ron spread his hands, and said salty fish: "They all joined the CIA first, and then applied for Los Angeles as individuals. The police academy became a policeman through the examination route, and they didn't know each other beforehand, and they were only activated when needed, so we couldn't follow the vines and catch them all.

It's more troublesome, but the confession I just extorted, and the emails in this guy's computer, are all evidence that is not recognized by the court. Using this method, trying to kill them is simply wishful thinking. "

"So my suggestion is that we might as well make a note of this account first, and then continue to collect more evidence until the evidence can completely convict them, but before that, there is one very important small thing to do, which is to earn money. He's got a lot of money."

Hearing the word making money, Sam's eyes immediately brightened. Under the influence of Ron, she also became interested in the sport of making money: "You mean the $400 million baseball? But didn't the boss already Said it was bought by a black boy?"

"Yeah, that baseball was actually sold, I thought it was worthless like all the crap before it, the guy who bought it seemed to be from the inner city ghetto, I've never seen it But I'm afraid he won't be able to help you find that child." The Swede quickly added.

"Who said I'm going to find that child?" Ron suddenly showed a strange smile on his face.

"I see. Hayden must have joined up with that kid to take the baseball. We're going to find Hayden now, right?" Samuel quickly raised his hand and answered.

Ron still shook his head: "I just wanted to understand one thing when I was outside. When Reese first pretended to be a patient to contact Hayden, his mobile phone had already been hacked. At that time, we all thought we were planning to kill him. Now we know that the person who is going to kill him is the CIA. After that, we all understand one thing. If the CIA wants to kill a person, there is no need to be so troublesome. Then the question arises, who is the person who hacked into his phone? Woolen cloth?"

"Did you mean..." Carter opened his mouth in disbelief as if he had thought of something.

Ron nodded appreciatively at her: "Yes, what I'm talking about is his girlfriend who is also a liar. So far, there are four parties in this game, three of which have appeared. We, Hayden, and the CIA, But she, who is also a liar, has not made any moves so far. This is totally unreasonable. You must know that in terms of deception experience, he has more experience than Hai Deng. The only explanation is that she has already made moves. , and we didn't detect or ignore her actions."

Ron's eyes burst into light. Hayden's girlfriend had been ignored by them all the time because of her weak female appearance. Even now Ron began to wonder if she was the mastermind behind everything, and hypnotized Hayden. The hint of earning a lot of money, and through casual chatting to help him choose a target.

"Then you mean we don't have to worry about Hayden or others now, we can find the 400 million baseball by following his girlfriend?" Samun's eyes turned into the shape of a beautiful knife.

"Of course, this is the best way at the moment, isn't it?" Ron smiled slightly: "Of course, Hai Deng can't be completely ignored, but I believe Riise alone is enough to protect him."

After a tiring night, the sky was getting brighter. On the same small street in the old city of Los Angeles, next to the same little black boy with dreadlocks, a brown-haired woman suddenly stopped and looked at him as she passed by him. There was no one around, so she quickly took out a $100 bill from her pocket and put it into the black boy's cardboard box.

Then a miraculous scene appeared, the black boy took out of his pocket an old baseball that was exactly the same as that handed to Hai Deng before, and stuffed it into the woman's hand.

The woman glanced at the baseball in her hand, with a satisfied smile on her face, just as she was about to stuff the baseball into the handbag, her wrist was grabbed by a strong big hand.

"Thank you, ma'am, if it wasn't for you, I don't know when I would have found this treasure, thank you." I gracefully snatched the baseball from the woman's hands, and the woman struggled a few times, trying to get the baseball back, but in vain .

What are you kidding?This is Ron.

"It's mine, I bought it from this kid for $100! You can't take it!"

"Really? You spent $100. Yesterday a miser bought one just like you for ten dollars. You must have been cheated by this kid," Ron turned to look at the black kid. , reprimanded: "I really didn't expect you to be a profiteer at such a young age."

What can a black child say when he wants to cry but has no tears?I can't say that I am strapped with a remote control bomb (two large batteries are strapped with an electronic watch, so it can be seen how important reading is), whether it is life or death depends on the mood of this handsome uncle, right?
"That's my thing too, I'm willing to pay a high price for it! Give it back to me!" The woman struggled harder, and even prepared to bite Ron's arm, but just opened her mouth and was stuffed into a cold tube , Looking down, it turned out to be a revolver!
"How about I buy you this baseball with this?" Ron showed the yellow bullets in front of the woman: "Although his single shot price is only 0.7 US dollars, please believe that my marksmanship is definitely worth the price." .”

"No, don't, it's yours now!" Almost instantly, the woman made a choice between her life and a baseball worth 400 million. Ron nodded in satisfaction, and threw the baseball into the corner. Throwing, another beautiful woman caught her.

"Now it's yours, take it to the auction house to exchange for money, keep 40 for yourself, and transfer the rest to this card, I'll go first."

Ron flicked a bank card over to Samun, let go of Hayden's girlfriend, and walked back to the car alone.

It's not that he doesn't want to take care of the CIA's affairs, but that he doesn't have enough evidence for the time being. As it is now, it seems to be a good choice to leave the matter to Detective Carter who seems to care very much.

What's more, Ron has more important things to do today. Today is the day when Dan brings his son to visit Caltech. Although he is Sheldon's classmate, Ron has a good relationship with him. Do your homework for Ron.

It's not that Ron can't, it's just that it saves time, and he can have more time to pick up girls and train. Of course, Ron also introduced several girlfriends to Dan as a reward.

"It's not this, it's not this..." In the small plaza of Caltech, Leonard's trio was trying to distinguish Dan's figure from the crowd, but before Dan could be found, they found Ron first.

Howard was surprised: "Ron, why are you here?"

"Judging from Raj's whispered voice as he walked past me just now, I can tell that I have the same purpose as yours. I am also looking for Dan. I said, no way, guys, you are still struggling with Sheldon and Dan Why did you break up?"

Ron looked at the three bewildered scientists in front of him, and said with some amusement.

"We just came here to have fun. If Leonard is curious, we think it should be an expression of jealousy." Raj gloated, and Leonard's face was flushed by the two.

"I didn't! I'm just curious what happened to them? As a good friend of Sheldon, I think I have reason to help him clear up the misunderstanding."

"Actually, I'm also curious about this question, but we should know the answer soon," Ron found a familiar Asian figure from the crowd, and waved to her enthusiastically: "Dan, here, I'm Ron, you Remember me? Sheldon's brother."

"Of course I remember. It's thanks to you that I can marry Wendy. It's just that we invited you when we got married. If you didn't come, I thought you had something to say about me."

Dan smiled and gave Ron a hug.

"You invited me when you got married? Why didn't I receive your invitation?" Ron was about to continue to ask, when he saw his awkward younger brother in the crowd, he immediately understood what was going on: "Okay, I I probably understand what happened. It should be that the invitation you gave me was deliberately thrown away by some villain, which made me miss your wedding, but I think he will apologize to you personally, right? Sheldon !"

(End of this chapter)