I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 290 Air Alarm
Through the airplane window, you can see the azure sea between the mountain peaks.

Jiang Hanwen rejected China Eastern Airlines' charter flight and chose an ordinary international flight.

Although Lao Zhu approved sufficient funds for this overseas trip, he also sent Liu Mingyang to serve as Jiang Hanwen's translator.

This is enough to show how much importance the superiors attach to this trip.

After all, not everyone is qualified to have the most popular spokesperson of the Public Security Bureau as an interpreter.

"Mingyang, I really wronged you this time. You are a big shot in the department, but you have to follow me around as a secretary every day."

Jiang Hanwen glanced at the young man who was reading the materials carefully.

It has to be said that this person was able to reach this position at such a young age, not just because of his background. At least none of the academic masters that Jiang Hanwen has ever seen is smarter than Liu Mingyang.

He is proficient in seven languages, has a good command of both arts and sciences, is a top-notch expert in combat and firearms, and has an excellent appearance. Apart from his somewhat flamboyant personality, this young man can almost be described as a rare talent.

Jiang Hanwen asked himself, if he had not relied on the "experience" from his previous life and had not fixed bugs along the way, and had relied purely on his personal ability, his achievements would never be able to catch up with Liu Mingyang's.

Moreover, after the last trip to Jiangcheng to fight tigers and to Liben, this guy has a reserved temperament and does not show off his brilliance. He already has the qualities of a great general. With time, he will surely soar to great heights and achieve great things.

"Brother Jiang, you don't know that I snatched the translation job this time. A lot of talented people in the department wanted to be your translators. Hehe, luckily, old man Zhu has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. He knows how to care for his old subordinates, otherwise I can't compete with those talented people."

While Liu Mingyang was speaking, the keyboard was still clacking away.

Jiang Hanwen's trip this time seems simple, but he was invited by the entertainment industry and Hollywood to go to New York to cooperate in shooting a navy recruitment video and to meet some business people by the way.

Both sides characterized this as a non-governmental exchange between the two countries, but the ministry and higher-ups were well aware that this trip was undoubtedly a dangerous one.

A military recruitment propaganda film is a big production after all, and it is of great importance. Would the US military look for a young Chinese director with little reputation and new actors?
Such talk can only deceive the uninformed media and the public. The bigwigs who actually have access to information know that there is something fishy going on here, and mold has always had a bad reputation.

Although Liu Mingyang searched through information from various channels and racked his brains, he still couldn't figure out why Jiang Hanwen was invited.

"The Pacific Ocean is too small to accommodate two great powers."

Jiang Hanwen suddenly blurted out something for no reason. He glanced at Mr. Kobayashi, who was wearing an eye mask to catch up on his sleep, and smiled bitterly.

Once this woman makes up her mind, no one can pull her back, no matter how much good or bad words you say to her, she will still follow you.

Fatty Wang and crew member Jiang Hanwen were not brought along. The shoot was very complicated this time. Whether it was Hollywood or the military, it was not the turn of a makeshift team like Jiang Hanwen and Fatty Wang to be responsible for the preliminary preparations.

Of course, after Jiang Hanwen finalized everything, he still asked the entire team to come over.

No matter what, Hollywood is still a holy place in the hearts of filmmakers around the world, a pioneer and integrator of the film industry. To some extent, Hollywood's role in Aramco's world hegemony is more powerful than mold.

"Brother Jiang, why don't you talk to Lao Zhu before you leave? Tell them what your plans are so that the embassy can prepare in advance."

Although Liu Mingyang didn't understand what Jiang Hanwen meant, he could still hear the tension in his words.

During Liben's trip, he had met those officers of Moldy before, and he could not see anything unusual on the surface.

But it's still strange when you think about it. It sounds strange that the military asked Jiang Hanwen to shoot a promotional video.

"They didn't hire me to make a movie or solve a case."

Jiang Hanwen stretched and was very frank.

"The US side didn't mention solving the case in their note, but didn't they agree to make a promotional video?"

Liu Mingyang was confused. "They asked me to kill someone, or to be more precise, to frame someone."

Jiang Hanwen sighed, thinking that he was too hasty. He had originally thought that it would be a dog-eat-dog situation, so there was nothing wrong with him getting involved and making some money.

After all, the salary offered by White is shocking enough, and apart from the money issue, it is worth a trip to Hollywood to take the crew to learn from others.

But Jiang Hanwen is now a little shaken. Although Gatsby is also a capitalist, and the kind of emerging financial capitalist who is ruthless and ruthless, after reading this man's information.

An Ohio redneck, through his own hard work, won over thousands of people, successfully established a foothold on Wall Street, became worth tens of billions, and joined the ranks of super-rich people. This is almost the embodiment of the American dream.

If we look at this man from the perspective of a speculator, a capital tycoon who makes a living by robbing the poor of their mortgage loans, he deserves to be put to death, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he should be killed by dogs or cannons.

But Jiang Hanwen knew that this guy was a super romantic, the ultimate form of a pure love warrior, and his nature was not bad.
"hehe"

Thinking of this, Jiang Hanwen himself laughed.

It's strange that a capitalist who has forced countless ordinary people into bankruptcy, made money by feeding on the blood of others, and recently colluded with medical capital to develop elixirs for longevity and madly reap profits, actually thinks that he is not a bad person at heart.

"Kill people? Brother Jiang? If the Americans want to kill people, they can't ask us for help. They are much better at assassination than us. Humph, the propaganda department can't do foreign propaganda, and those bastards in the national security department are more likely to cause trouble than to help."

Although Liu Mingyang's words may affect unity, they are the truth.

The propaganda department is like shit outside, they don't speak human language all day long and just do things to save face. The people in the intelligence department are no better, once they go abroad, they are basically one-way transparent to the enemy.

But if you think about it, it's not all their fault. With an Asian face, it's very difficult to go unnoticed when doing activities abroad.

Amei is different. Not only can she corrupt domestic personnel, she can also use Li himself to infiltrate. The gap between the intelligence work of the two sides is too big.

Although the Consulate General in New York can provide assistance this time and money is unlimited, the help it can provide in other areas is really limited.

"Oh, rich people usually don't use guns when they fight with each other. Don't you want to be careful about the weapon?"

Jiang Hanwen waved his hand. White, a white man with a Union Jack, was not just an air force colonel. To be a member of the Communist Party, he must be rich or noble.

If an ancestral noble wants to kill a super-rich man worth tens of billions, he will definitely not use swords and guns.

"Rich people? Tsk, that's true. Rich Americans can drag out lawsuits. The sky-high lawyer fees plus huge fines are unbearable even for rich people. Compared to being shot to death, turning rich people into paupers is the most horrible punishment."

Liu Mingyang, as expected, had studied abroad in Amei and studied under the detective Li Changyu, so he was very familiar with the twists and turns involved.

"warning!"

"warning!"

As they were talking, an urgent air alarm sounded on the plane, waking up the people who were sleeping in the first class cabin.

Mr. Kobayashi took off his blindfold and looked at Jiang Hanwen in confusion.

"Stab it~~~"

After a strange noise and electric sound, the voice of the flight attendant was heard over the plane's radio.

"Dear passengers, please don't worry. The plane is about to encounter turbulence. Please fasten your seat belts and do not leave your seats. The toilet on board will be temporarily unavailable."

(End of this chapter)