Thirty Entrepreneurship: Recycling of second-hand aircraft carriers at the beginning

Chapter 363 Howard is not dead? !

"We were sent by the Linhai military to carry out the mission on behalf of the Chinese government. It has nothing to do with your boyfriend directly." An Ran smiled, then took off her Iron Man armor to reveal her Chinese military uniform.

Fang Lan nodded and stopped talking.

The little penguin couldn't let go of the Iron Man armor and begged An Ran to give him one.

"Okay, give me 200 million and I'll give you a set." An Ran said with a smile.

"Oh my god, two ones are okay, but where can I find two hundred million? Unless I rob a bank." The little penguin smacked his lips and touched the armor, thinking that at least he could play it once.

After Lin Chen got off the plane, he saw that everyone had boarded the plane and the plane had left Bainu City, so he nodded with satisfaction.

The big boss is on the run and is likely to retaliate against Lin Chen or commit another crime. Lin Chen is determined to root out the problem so that he won't be disturbed in the future.

Lin Chen had the boss's mobile phone in his hand, and there was a full 5 million euros in his mobile payment account. It was obvious that this guy fled in a hurry.

Lin Chen thought that this could be considered as extra compensation for this mission.

So Lin Chen transferred the money to his WeChat account without hesitation, and then searched for nearby car rental companies.

The phone showed that the nearest car rental company was just five hundred meters away.

At this time, police cars honked and drove towards the scene.

The local police, who were still searching for the criminals a few days ago, finally got the result they had been dreaming of.

The fat sheriff smiled, put his hand on his pistol and looked around.

Tils and Farsen led the police officers and worked with the medical staff to carry the body into the car.

"With this achievement, I will definitely have no problem with my bonus this year!" The fat sheriff thought with a smile. This year, I can buy a BMW MINI for my beloved wife! Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Is the Sheriff so happy?" Tils laughed.

"Go and do your own thing!" The sheriff waved his hand and said with a smile, "This matter has alarmed the European Security Bureau and the Chinese police. It's a big case. You have made such a great contribution, and you may become the new sheriff in the future!"

"Wow, that's great!" Tils was overjoyed and laughed.

When Farsen heard this, he couldn't help but mutter, "I guess I didn't get anything?"

"If I become the sheriff, you will be the deputy sheriff!" Tils said with a smile.

"Go to hell." Farsen laughed helplessly.

Lin Chen quickly arrived at the car rental agency.

There was only one young man on night shift in the car rental company. He was so scared when he heard the bombing ahead that he called all his colleagues. On the other hand, he thought it was fun so he asked everyone to come and watch the fun.

So when Lin Chen arrived, a group of people were jumping around, looking around, and laughing.

Lin Chen thought, if you knew that it was me who caused the noise, you would be so excited! It was like a big star walking out of the TV!
When Lin Chen approached, the group of people were still laughing and no one paid any attention to him.

"Friends, aren't you going to do business anymore?" Lin Chen said with a smile, in English of course.

"Oh, dear friend, are you here to rent a car so late?" The young man in the lead looked at Lin Chen with a smile and thought he was very handsome, so his tone was very intimate.

As expected, good looks are a powerful tool for promoting communication. As the saying goes, "Appearance is justice", so business etiquette places special emphasis on dressing up, because good looks reflect respect for oneself and the client.

Lin Chen nodded and smiled: "I'm not here to take a bath anyway."

Everyone laughed, looked Lin Chen up and down, and enthusiastically embraced him as he walked in.

The lights inside were turned on, and many beautiful cars were displayed in the spacious showroom.

Lin Chen took a fancy to a large green pickup truck, thinking that it would be powerful to drive and suitable for long-distance raids.

"That's it. Fill up my tank." Lin Chen said with a smile, and then asked, "Can I pay with WeChat here?"

"Yes, we are very international here. After all, there are many Chinese people who come here for tourism and business trips." The boss said with a smile.

"Ding Dong!" The sound of WeChat money arriving is like someone ringing a bell, reminding people of Christmas Eve.

"Okay, register your customer information here, and you can drive away!"

The young man who greeted Lin Chen smiled, and Lin Chen followed him to register, and the registration was completed quickly.

"Here are the keys. Have a safe trip!" Another young man handed him the keys. Lin Chen responded with a smile, said "Byebye!" and drove away.

The night wind blew in through the open window, bringing a hint of coolness but making people particularly awake.

Lin Chen liked this feeling very much. After all, the clothes he wore were very warm and he needed a little coolness to keep himself awake.

The night scene of Bainu City was like a series of flowing paintings, quietly passing before my eyes. The occasional sound of people and cars was intertwined in it, but it was somewhat dreamy and unreal, as if all this was just a stage setting, and all the reality was just a carefully constructed illusion.

Lin Chen had a strange feeling in his heart, as if he was always standing in the same place, and the surrounding scenery was just an illusion in his mind. Just like a traveler in a dream, his body had not left the bed, but his mind had traveled all over the world.

"So, doesn't that mean I have the unique skill of teleportation?" Lin Chen smiled secretly in his heart, the corners of his mouth rising unconsciously.

The White Slave City was soon left behind, replaced by the endless plains of East Europe, with sparse grass and trees in the fields, and the green of spring wheat had not yet broken through the ground.

"It's like the end of a play." Lin Chen said to himself.

There was no one on the road and no signs of vehicles, so he naturally sped up.

Since the mastermind disappeared in Fabre, it was only natural to go to Fabre to find him. At least, he should still be in the territory of the Fabre Republic.

It won't be long, and he won't get far unless his Tesla is as good as his own.

Lin Chen's driving skills have reached perfection, comparable to those of a racing driver. Coupled with the excellent performance of the car, he arrived in Fabre in just one day and one night.

It is another night, and the night scene of Fabre and the night scene of Paris complement each other.

On the streets, people in colorful clothes shuttled through the streets like sleepwalkers wrapped in blankets. Cars flowed endlessly like fish swimming in a river, and drivers were like tiny lives in the fish's brain, indispensable yet difficult to detect. Restaurants were bustling with activity, as if they were holding grand parties, welcoming all kinds of guests. In bars, karaoke bars, and dance floors, people swayed to the music like snakes controlled by snake charmers.

Lin Chen had no appetite, and he always felt this way whenever something important was about to happen. Many people have had this experience, especially those who work in unpleasant professions, such as detectives. They often come into contact with disgusting things that make them lose their appetite, or they can only face the embarrassment of vomiting.

The same is true for astronauts. A former Soviet astronaut once vomited in space and became the person who vomited the most in human history.

Lin Chen stopped the car, wondering where to look for the mastermind.

After some thought, he decided to go to the other party's house first to find out the situation.

As soon as I arrived at the mansion, my cell phone rang.

Lin Chen picked up the phone and found that it was the phone of the mastermind. A photo of a beautiful woman was displayed on the screen with the English words "Sweetheart" written below.

The word means "sweetheart". Perhaps this woman is his daughter, or his lover, or maybe she was just named this.

Would answering the phone alert the enemy? Not answering the phone might arouse suspicion. So Lin Chen decided to answer the phone, no matter who was on the other end.

"Hi, Dad! Where are you?" a sweet voice came.

Lin Chen's heart trembled. It turned out to be his daughter. It seemed that the old man had not told her the truth yet.

"System, I want to simulate the voice of this old man." Lin Chen said silently in his heart.

"Allowed. The owner needs to pay ten thousand yuan." The system's voice was sweet and familiar, quite similar to my daughter's voice.

A blue operating panel appeared out of thin air in front of Lin Chen. He quickly transferred in 10,000 yuan and hummed twice, and the sound really changed.

"I'm at Fabre's house. What about you?" Lin Chen asked.

"Dad! My friends and I are singing at Diyal Casino! Some friends want to come over to our house later, but mom won't let me bring anyone home, so can I take them to your house on Bingo Avenue?" The daughter said with a smile, and sure enough, there was noisy music in the background.

Lin Chen knew that the house on Bingo Avenue she was talking about was exactly where he was, so he readily agreed.

"Okay, Dad. I'll be there in an hour." The daughter said, then hung up the phone.

Lin Chen walked around the house and accidentally discovered the human organs hidden by the old man.

"It's really horrifying. If his daughter saw it, she probably wouldn't bring her friends here." Lin Chen laughed in his heart.

Inside the European headquarters building of the International Security Organization.

Originally, there were no police officers on duty at night, but now half of the investigation team was missing and the other half returned empty-handed. The director-general was furious, so he called a meeting with Ponytail and his team members who had returned.

Ponytail and her team members were sitting in a bright conference room. The director general was sitting at one end of the round table with a frown on his face.

"Your team leader may have died." The director general said in a deep voice, looking around at everyone.

"However, our agents reported that Howard's body was not found. Unless he died in Bainu City, he is still alive and his organs and tissues may cause trouble again." The Director General looked at everyone seriously, "Since you have already provoked him, he will not let you go easily. Therefore, I order you to make persistent efforts and bring him to justice!"

"YES, SIR!" everyone shouted in unison and stood up.

"Good! This momentum is great!" The chief's anger subsided a little, and he waved his hand to signal everyone to sit down. "Medusa, analyze where Howard might be hiding?"

Medusa stood up, thought for a moment and then smiled, "I dare not say Howard's exact location. But we can start with his family. I have a file about his family that I just obtained. We can immediately set up a dragnet and keep a close eye on his family. I believe Howard will not leave his family alone."

"Very good." The Director General nodded in approval and looked at Medusa with admiration. "When setting up the network, we must ensure that his family will not find out. First, we must make good use of the existing cameras; second, we must spread our people around the area; and finally, we must monitor his family's phone calls and the Internet. One or two days, a week or two weeks may be okay, but I don't believe he can go a month or two without contacting his family!"

"YES, SIR!" the police officers shouted again and stood up.

"Okay, this operation will be named 'Eye of Death'. Medusa, doesn't your name come from the ancient god of death? Legend has it that one glance from her will turn you into stone. Well, this time, let Howard die after just one look at you!" The director general smiled as he looked at Medusa with high spirits.

"Yes, sir! I will definitely live up to my mission!" Medusa saluted.

Fabre, on Bingo Avenue.

An orange sports car approached slowly in the night. The sound of the motor was soft and low, like a ball of orange mist drifting in a dream.

"Squeak!" The car stopped in front of Howard's house, and the door opened upwards like a bird spreading its wings and flying high.

Then, two beauties walked out of the car with a smile on their faces and walked into the mansion chatting and laughing.

Howard's daughter is named Bao Ling'er, which is the same name as bowling in English.

The friend who came with Bao Ling'er was named Mengling. Her English name is Mengling, which has the same pronunciation as the Chinese pinyin, because she was an international student from China.

Bao Ling'er and Meng Ling walked into the house and found nothing unusual. The yard was quiet, as if it was a newly renovated house that had not yet been occupied, or a museum where the employees had gone off work.

They walked all the way to the inner room and saw Lin Chen coming towards them.

"Wow, handsome guy!" Bao Ling'er smiled and said in English.

"Hello! You are Howard's daughter, right?" Lin Chen asked with a smile, his tone very friendly. After all, Bao Ling'er was not a criminal.

"Yes, I am Howard's daughter Bao Ling'er. Who are you?" Bao Ling'er was still smiling, her tone sweet and pleasant.

Meng Ling sensed the murderous aura in Lin Chen, and remained silent. She also stopped smiling and stared at him seriously, keeping a distance from him.

"I'm here to avenge your father." Lin Chen continued with a smile.

The light in the room was interlaced with dark and bright, creating a depressing and mysterious atmosphere. Lin Chen's murderous smile was like Mr. V in "V for Vendetta", or the smile of the god of death, which was chilling.

Bao Linger patted Lin Chen's shoulder gently, and laughed so hard that her branches shook, like dewdrops on lotus leaves in the morning, and continued sweetly: "Handsome boy, your joke is so realistic that I almost believed it! My father is a nerd who doesn't fight with the world. Why do you want to seek revenge on him? Did he buy your book but didn't pay for it? Or did you buy his book and feel cheated?"

Bao Ling'er's golden hair gleamed in the light like a pile of shining gold.

Lin Chen thought she was really beautiful, emitting charming charm from the inside out, making people want to hold her in their arms.

He was even more certain that this beauty had nothing to do with Howard's disgusting business.

(End of this chapter)