The Infinite Heavens Run Away

Chapter 38 1.38 Strategy Assassination [Please vote and collect]

Chapter 1 I work as an agent for the American Empire
1.38 Strategy, Assassination

There is a Chinese proverb, "If you don't want others to know, don't do anything except yourself." There is a similar old saying in the West, "There is nothing new under the sun."It’s definitely not that exaggerated in reality, but when people reach a certain level, they will naturally have a better understanding of the situation in their own circle. Many aspects of information may not be so detailed and accurate, but with a little analysis, the general direction can still be distinguished. .

"Ali, I can feel that those who oppose me in the company have cooperated. In the past, basically no one objected to my proposals on the board of directors because I have the absolute right to speak; but now, to be precise, this is It has not been the case this year. Many of my proposals or plans will be opposed by people, and they have made no secret of their attitudes. Although I can eventually force it through based on the right to speak of the shares, this shows that they must have some confidence." Xie Sergey Smike sat back on the president's chair and his tone became much calmer.

"Boss, my people found no obvious problems during the surveillance." Ali Taseloff frowned.

"Because he is nominally affiliated with the board of directors, Gogol is not monolithic within it. Almost all directors have their own people inside. Maybe these people are incapable of doing anything, but using internal advantages can invalidate your monitoring of certain people. It's still no problem." Smike's tone was very cold.

"You mean, they have united?" Taseloff's face didn't look good.

"We can't talk about it, we just have a tacit understanding. But Ali, you have to know that even if it's sand scattered everywhere or piled up, pressure is not the same thing."

"So, what do you mean?"

"How sure are you that you can kill her with the US emperor at all costs?"

"Boss, this is not a matter of certainty." Taseloff smiled unabashedly, "Let's not talk about failure. If we really use heavy firepower and really kill her, there will definitely be nothing we can do about it. Cover it up. In this case, the US emperor can find out the whole story without much effort. At that time, they don’t even have to do anything. They only need to make the inside story public. What will you do?"

"Are we just going to watch this little Bichi show off his power?" The anger almost overwhelmed everything in Smike.

"wait."

"Ok?"

"Their method has been very clear, which is to hold the presidential election in April 2010. The final answer to the question will be decided through normal voting. As long as you are kicked out of Zeitlov, a few punks can be arranged to handle the remaining questions. It can be solved. We just wait here in less than three years. I don’t believe that she will never come to Europe within three years. As long as she comes to Europe, we can easily arrange the remaining problems." Taseloff said His expression was full of undisguised ferocity.

"If a stupid way works," Smike took a sip of coffee and breathed a sigh of relief, "then it's not a stupid way. You must arrange it well, Ali. If I fail, your ending will be easy to imagine. So, Do not disappoint me."

"Your will, boss." Taseloff nodded and left the room.

Smike sat on the president's chair and was silent for a long time. After half a day, he finally came to his senses, hesitated for a moment, and finally picked up the phone, "Continental Hotel? I have a few friends who want to set up business, but, My friend is in Meidi, can you tell me the phone number of Meidi Continental Hotel?"

"Of course, satisfying all customers is our highest pursuit. You can record that this is the Continental Hotel in New York. The phone number is XXXXXXXX. We are happy to serve you." The reply from the front desk of the Continental Hotel was as polite as ever.

This time, Smike did not hesitate and quickly answered the phone.

"New York Continental Hotel is at your service and welcomes friends from Russia." A very clear and steady voice came from the receiver.

"What do you call it?" Smike's tone returned to his usual arrogance.

"You may call me Charon, sir."

"Charon, I have a large order that I want to deliver to you. I don't know how I should send it to you. For example, this phone?"

"Of course not. This is not conducive to us keeping confidentiality for our customers. You can find our email address on our official Twitter, send your order and requirements, and we will send a dedicated person to hand over the business to you in person. However, because You are in Russia and we need additional travel expenses.”

"No problem, I'll send it out soon." Smike began to make an "order" on the computer.

Meanwhile, the Continental Hotel in New York.

"Boss, I have a rather troublesome question, and I need to report it to you." Black Charon looked solemnly at the boss who was tasting red wine in the hall.

"Oh, it bothers you? That might be very interesting." Winston put down the wine glass and took Charon back to his private suite, "Who bothered you?"

"An order from Russia." Charon recounted the phone call just now. "If it is a general Russian order, I have already opened the mailbox and sent it. The problem now is that the phone number on the caller ID has a red alert. According to our internal registration, this number is privately owned by Mr. Sergey Smyk, the president of the Russian Zetlov Enterprise."

“I remember Gogol being very impressive.”

"But this is the American emperor, and I doubt that his order will have a very high position. Mr. Smike has been the president of Zeitlov for more than four years. If it is his order, we have no way to refuse it, and we have no way to use it. The high price scares him away, and if the target is too complex, it will have a very negative impact on the satisfaction rate of our business.”

"Why don't you take a look at the order first." Winston instructed Charon to open his email as he spoke, but the order information made him feel very overwhelmed. "Alex Johnson, a rich woman with assets of more than [-] million, is really An enviable life.”

"Boss, the Paris Continental Hotel has her consumption records, we might as well open them and take a look."

"Interesting shopping list. Charon, what happened in Paris during that time?"

"According to the information link, at the same time as this lady was spending money, Mr. Sergey Smyk's right-hand man and financial controller, Mr. Kocher, was unfortunately killed. Photos from the death scene show that a certain large item we sold to this lady was Items can achieve very similar effects."

"That's not good. We don't have her information in our membership records, so she needs a referral. Who is it?"

"The records show that the referrer is the famous cyber hacker 'Shadow Walker'. We have cooperated with him many times. He is a respectable master."

"Very good, can we contact this Shadow Walker? I need to know about Miss Alex's personal situation."

"Boss, I'm afraid I can't do it. Shadowwalker has been missing for nearly a year. According to his last work record, it is likely that the FBI invited him to drink coffee." Charon tapped the keyboard for a while, and Berkhoff was The video of the arrest is played.

"It doesn't look like it. Although these people's uniforms are indeed FBI, their tactical habits are not in line with the FBI's work style. Is there any other possibility?"

“That abandoned silo in New Jersey?”

"Probably, only those idiots who think they are hiding would do such stupid things."

"Boss, although I'm not very respectful, I still want to say that Mr. Percy Ross' ability should be respected."

"Okay, Charon, back to the topic, how do you feel about this order?"

"We need to face, and face to face, a billionaire."

"Mr. Jonathan* Deng? This is really unfortunate news. He reminds me of another Jonathan, a type that makes people uneasy. No one wants to face his quick guns. Is there any good news that can cheer me up?" Is it better?"

"About a year ago, he and Miss Gina Johnson broke up. In this way, if we accept this order, we only need to face two of the 'Three Quick Guns', and at least we can still succeed. possible."

"Charon, your sense of humor has not improved as always - if you refuse this order, we cannot attack the core strength of the American empire."

"Boss, Zetlov's friendship can bring us a lot of things."

"No, you can only bring it to the Continental Hotel in Moscow. We are in the United States. In addition, we should have the contact number of Red Arrow Electronics here, right?" "Of course, boss."

"Make an appointment for me. I hope he can come to New York as a guest at a convenient time."

"Boss, we should keep our customers' secrets secret."

"Then we have to first look at who the customer is - wait, don't refuse first, we have a lot of members who are very uneasy, right?"

"Indeed."

"This order will not enter the public inquiry channel and will be handed over directly to them. By the way, don't forget to notify Mr. Deng in advance."

"Boss, your moral integrity is beyond the sky."

"So, Charon, you can only stand at the front desk, while I can sit and taste delicious red wine - go and place an order, and I will contact Red Arrow Electronics in person."

Deng family manor, central villa.

The family farce was over, and the victorious Alex went to deal with the company's affairs refreshed and full of energy. The bullied senior sister huddled naked in Deng Feng's arms, with a charming blush from her pretty face to the mountain peaks. But the tone was not very happy, "Woooooooo, I don't want to be bullied, why do I always get bullied?"

"Baby, be good, follow me and practice martial arts well from now on. Although you won't have any great achievements, you will still be able to keep fit and stay free from disasters and diseases."

"I'm afraid of pain and don't want to be tired."

"Then it's better to be bullied."

"Oh, oh, oh, no! I am the sister, I am the principal wife!"

"That's right. Look, Alex keeps calling you sister!"

"Why can she accept that Gina and treat me so badly?" The senior sister was very dissatisfied.

"She owes this to the Johnson family. Of course, including me, I also owe a lot to the Johnson family." Deng Feng's tone suddenly turned gloomy.

"Ring-" The internal phone in the bedroom interrupted the ambiguity between the two. Deng Feng kissed the senior sister's forehead gently and then picked up the phone.

"Boss, I'm sorry to bother you. There is a Mr. Winston who claims to be from the Continental Hotel in New York who wants to contact you. Do you want me to give him your contact information?"

"Winston?" Deng Feng thought of the cunning and cunning owner of New York's Continental Hotel that he had seen in his previous life. It had been so long that he could no longer remember the specific image of the old man. "Give it to him, I will personally Get in touch with him."

"Ah, Mr. Deng, I'm sorry to disturb your rest, but I have some business here that I need to explain to you." Winston's magnetic voice came from the receiver.

"I've seen you for a long time, Mr. Winston. I have cooperated with the Paris Continental Hotel and I am very familiar with your business. So, do you have any special circumstances?"

"We received an order from Zetlov, Russia, and were originally prepared to reject it. However, the amount of this order was too generous. Some of our members did not comply with the arrangement. They accepted the order privately and may give You caused some trouble and I apologize."

"Mr. Winston, I have placed orders five times in more than a year. Is there anything you can tell me?"

"No, this has nothing to do with us. Today is the first time we have received your order. The hotel has directly rejected it. We will not let the core personnel of the American Empire encounter trouble because of us."

"Very good, I have received your kindness. I hope this is the first and last time." Deng Feng's voice was very cold.He knew very well what kind of person Mr. Winston was. In the original plot, except for the protagonist, he was never polite to anyone, but he violated the rules and directly disclosed customer information to himself. The reason could only be "compensation", that is, He did something sorry for himself.Thinking of the so-called "members" he said who "received orders privately", if there is no surprise, he must have disclosed it deliberately.

In other words, the two "evened".

"Of course, this is just an accident. Besides, it's not your name on the order, but Miss Alex."

"understood."

"Then I won't bother you any more. I hope you will come to the Continental Hotel as a guest when you come to New York. We will exceed your highest expectations for satisfaction."

"So, can I know how many people have privately received orders?"

"Of course, there are 7 people in total."

"What about the time?"

"All the orders of the Continental Hotel are for half a month, and if it exceeds the time, it will be considered a failure."

Deng Feng hung up the phone speechlessly, and then immediately connected to his lover, "Alex, you are in some trouble. The Continental Hotel has received an order from Zetlov, and the target is you. The amount is very high. Although the Continental Hotel Rejected, but some 'members' may accept the order privately, a total of 7 people, you have to be careful and remember to bring all the bodyguards."

"Understood," Alex received the call, and connected the big screen of the office to the line in the monitoring room just in case, and then was speechless, "Jonathan, your call was a little late, she is already here. "

In the video from the surveillance well, a beautiful woman wearing a leather windbreaker, a white shirt, black pants, high-waisted leather shoes, a shawl and blond hair is walking in the corridor with headphones and listening to music. The target should be the elevator. She looks like It was like an office beauty walking in the corridor of her company, but her movements were not "beautiful" at all. Along the way, she kept knocking down the security guards and bodyguards who were rushing towards her with short bursts of silenced fire. There were almost no empty guns or even gestures. She was also very graceful. She must have been brave because she didn't even bother with the camera, and just let Alex watch as she entered the elevator.

Alex stopped talking and put on the custom-made suit on the hanger, buttoned it up, and then quickly tied the quick gun holster on the right thigh, three spare magazine pouches on the left thigh and the keris on the back waist. , just walked out of the office carelessly and stood in the corridor.

The office is located on the 19th floor, in the middle of the corridor to the west, and the elevator is at the east end of the corridor, so Alex waited for a while before the elevator opened.The beautiful woman just walked over, and even the short fire had already received the quick holster on her thigh.

Seeing Alex standing facing her, the beauty was obviously startled, but she found that the other person had no intention of firing directly, so she tilted her head and said with a smile, "Miss Alex Johnson?"

"What's your name?"

"You can call me Perkins."

"OK, Miss Perkins, shall we begin?"

"Uh-huh." As Perkins spoke, his hand had slipped to the short-fire grip on his thigh. As soon as the voice fell, the gun was unsheathed, but that was it - Alex had already fired, hitting Parkin with two shots. Si chest, knocked her down directly, but did not directly fill the gun.
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45 high-pressure bullet had obviously injured Perkins' internal organs. She coughed out blood in pain, but still struggled to raise her head. "As expected of one of the three fastest guns in Los Angeles, I did not lose unfairly."

"Do you have any last words?"

"Do you want to let me go?"

"boom--"

PS: Winston, Charon, and Perkins are all from the movie "John Wick".

(End of this chapter)