death of hope

Chapter 196 "Corporate Warrior" (112) Federal Agent

As expected, this place doesn't even have an elevator.

A group of people stepped on the creaking wooden stairs, carrying large and small suitcases, and went up to the fifth floor in one breath.

Open the door with an antique copper key, a mixture of dust and mold, as well as the smell of burning tobacco hits the face.

This room looks like no one has lived in it for a long time. The "luxury suite" the boss calls is not up to the standard of express hotels in the city.

What is more concerning than the dirty and greasy floor is that there is a large living person sitting in the living room.

Beside the gramophone playing jazz,
A middle-aged man with oily black hair in a neat suit and a gold tie buckle on his silk tie stretched his legs and shook his toes,

This person was leisurely leaning on the old sofa to read the newspaper. When he saw someone coming in, he put down the newspaper slowly. A pair of dark brown eyes were hidden in the shadows:

"Hello, corporate fighters from the McMillan Group, and mercenaries from the Blackwater Company, how are you?"

(Who the hell is this?) Lynch's hand reached for the holster.

"Sorry, Inspector Wang, for keeping you waiting!" Old Kane, a retired Ranger, nodded and bowed his head to greet the man.

"Oh, what a big show!" Hammond looked at Kane suspiciously, and whispered:
"Who the hell is this grandson? It's so awesome, it makes me uncomfortable to watch!"

"Be polite, boy,

This gentleman is a senior official of the Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI), and all our actions must be approved by him to be legal. "

"Senior official?" The black-haired man said pleasantly: "Mr. Kane, don't lift me up so high, we can't bear it,
Don't look at me like this, all you hunks and hunks, we are just ordinary FBI agents with no achievements, we have survived for a long time, got senior titles, and have dozens of people under our command, that's all. "

Seeing that everyone's faces were calm, the agent stood up and continued:

"Hey, let me introduce myself.
I am Agent Li Kaiming from the home planet of Terra,
This handsome guy must be the famous Spartan company commander, Mr. Johnny Blazer, one of the most macho men in the human legion. "

The other party behaved elegantly, spoke politely and down-to-earth, Johnny had no reason to be indifferent, stepped forward to shake hands and said softly:
"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, the hero didn't mention the bravery in the past, he was fired from the army long ago, and now I am just a mercenary who takes money to kill people."

"I'm impressed by your humility, sir, do you mind smoking?"

"It's an old smoker, come on, I have a good one here, light one, let's talk slowly."

Johnny went to get the cigarette case, took out one by himself, and handed the other to the other party.

"Boss, let me order some!"

Brunhilde yelled, the female mercenary took out the lighter reflexively, and lit the cigar in Johnny's mouth. Ignore him, and have to ignite it by myself.

"I'm envious, boss, you have a beautiful cigarette lighter. By the way, this girl's face looks familiar. I have a good memory. She looks a lot like the girl killer many years ago in the archives. , but that case is long gone.”

"Not only lighting cigarettes, but also murder and arson." The mercenary Brunhilde's evil eyes and sneer made people shudder; "Detective, do you want to check my criminal record?"

The detective pretended to be scared: "No, no, I still have a wife and children, so I can't just die like this."

After some calm observation, Lynch found that FBI agent Li Kaiming spoke slowly and articulately. He was the kind of mature man who was thoughtful and had a sense of humor. He had a pretty good impression of him.

"Boss Johnny, are you playing house?

A group of hunks and hunks acted as husband and wife and servants, I thought you had to come in camouflage uniforms with bazookas on your back. "

"I'm laughing, it's better to wear casual clothes for this kind of mission, of course our acting skills can't hide from your sharp eyes."

"No, you are well dressed, people who don't know can't see it at all." Li Mingkai turned his head and said: "This rough-faced strong man must be the legendary figure who has won the Medal of Honor, Captain Marcus Lynch myself."

"The face is rough...that's a good word," Shaft said, "You're really smacking your mouth, and you can just say that our boss is ugly and ugly."

"I admit that in terms of appearance, I am indeed more sorry."

After staring at each other awkwardly for a while, seeing that Lynch wasn't angry at all, everyone laughed.

Only Sigdelifa was secretly unhappy: (He is a handsome guy, okay! He got scars all over his face because he saved his sister from the mouth of a mad dog!)
The detective looked at the guests in front of him:
"The two legends are leading the team, and the subordinates must not be vegetarians. I am not interested in your past at all. This is New Vegas. Wealth and wealth are in the sky. Life and death are destiny. It all depends on strength.

So many experienced veterans have been rehired with high salaries, and the armed forces of enterprises are getting stronger and stronger. The federal government is gradually losing control of the marginal colonies, and we public servants who are paid dead wages will soon be left behind. "

"Iron rice bowls are still very attractive." Wang Hongye expressed a different opinion: "Every year, the civil servants are called for examinations, and the head is overwhelmed. Hundreds of thousands of people compete for a position, and doctoral and master's students compete for the position of village chief."

"Haha, that's true. These days, the poor have to squeeze their heads to get out. As for me, I can be regarded as a successful person in an extremely introverted society. My wife and children are hot, and I don't have to worry about pensions."

"Sir, you are really sincere in your words, much more kind than those hypocritical officials."

The same Asian yellow skin, and was a colleague of the FBI,

Wang Hongye was very interested in Detective Li Mingkai in front of him, and the two exchanged eye contact, which made Wang Hongye's current boyfriend Lodayev jealous, and looked at each other with angry eyes.

"Agent Li, did you see the duel at the intersection?"

"Of course, how can I miss a good show. The view on the fifth floor is very good, and every detail is not missed. The marksmanship of the cowboys and scavengers is good. The family members cried loudly, and the coffin shop owner covered his mouth and laughed."

"Aren't your FBI going to intervene? Just watch?" Lodayev was so jealous that he squeezed Wang Hongye behind him, deliberately trying to embarrass him, with an aggressive tone:

"Put flattery to officials, but do nothing to save civilians, right?"

"This man seems to have a lot of opinions on me. I don't understand, and I didn't offend you." Detective Li Mingkai said indifferently, without any burden:
"It's really wrong to see death without help,

You tell me what to do, duels are the rules of the locals in New Vegas,

What's more, my men have all withdrawn a few months ago,

The federal parliament has long since abandoned this barren land, and I am the only commander left to meddle in the affairs of the locals, am I looking for death. "

(End of this chapter)