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Hei Niuer was stunned: "How do I know the executives of New Life? However, according to normal logic analysis, for a company like New Life that involves the field of illegal medicine and has mastered high-tech technology, it seems that the executives who defected Unlikely."

I stared at the brunette and I was very surprised.

Yes, I am amazed at the head of the black girl, she seems to have been washed.

So, I asked the black girl unexpectedly: "Janet, excuse me, has your head been washed?"

The black girl gritted her teeth and glared at me bitterly.

Within two seconds, she sighed to herself, glanced at Rachel who was playing with her hair on the bed, and said, "It was washed."

I said, "Who?"

Black girl: "Seven! And Zhuo!"

I'm not surprised.

As expected!

There is Xiaoqi, the queen, these two women who are like elves and kings teach.Coupled with Janet's proficiency in Chinese, she really got the hang of it.

Next, I told the black girl to call the New York Police Department and search for an insane Japanese man throughout the entire New York City area.

The black girl understood immediately.

Because, she listened to the conversation I had with the atom before.

Then, get up and say goodbye to me.

Before leaving, the black girl turned her head and said to me with a wicked smile: "Hi j, I hope I didn't disturb you, you can continue."

I glanced at Rachel, and I said to the black girl, "Yeah. Thanks."

The black girl made a strange expression, closed the door, dodged, and escaped.

The New York police is not a place to eat. There are countless cameras all over the city. Putting it aside, it is too easy to find a Japanese who is mentally abnormal.

Araki didn't run away.

As for Atom, after she was taken aback for a bit, it was time for Guan Feng to take over.

Because Guan Feng's identity is Japanese, and he is also a rich Japanese.

I reckon Atom is like a leech, sucking in Guanfeng's house and not coming out!

good!Brother, it's up to you.

I don't have to worry about Guan Feng's side, there is no need to speak when the situation changes, he will naturally know what I want to do.

So, next I...

Just at this moment, there was another series of footsteps outside the door.

Then, the other party stopped behind the door for a while, as if he wanted to enter but didn't dare to enter.

I looked up and said, "Come in, it's nothing."

The door opened.

Celtic blushed: "Sir, I know, it may not be appropriate now, but just now, Aguga on the opposite side, and Tang Ren, both of them drove away in a car with panicked faces and hastily. When I left, the door of the store was closed, and it was written that the business was closed."

Speaking of this, Celtic seemed to think of something again, and said emphatically: "Sir, they are going through the back door!"

back door?

Kelt explained: "The back door of their store is a small hotel. I rented a room on the third floor of the hotel. Then, I set up a probe connected to the Internet."

Nice job!

I gave a thumbs-up, my mind turned, and I was trying to analyze this matter, what is the situation.

Rachel's phone rang.

She was stunned.

The reason for being stunned was that Rachel's phone seldom rang.

She picked it up, looked at the sign, turned her head around, and said to me, "J, it's Charles!"

(ps: Who is Charles? He is the New Life Lab employee who robbed Rachel’s house the night before I first arrived in New York. He once helped Rachel steal a few potions and sold them for a high price. Later, he The second time I came to steal, I asked Rachel to write him a check for $[-]. By the way, he's a gambler.)

I thought for a moment and said to Rachel, "Hands-free."

Rachel turned on speakerphone.

"Hi, Charles."

"Miss, I'm really sorry to call you again, but this time, I really caused big trouble."

Rachel: "Mr. Charles, what's your problem?"

"I'm divorced! Damn it! It's all my fault, I shouldn't have gambled with the fifty thousand dollars you gave me. Of course, it's nothing. But the money I owe the bank is due and I can't pay the loan , my wife and children are back in California! I... I'm poor, and then, I... I got some valuable things in order to turn around. Miss! I know, you should be interested in these things. I'm now Need money, need, a lot of money, I want to trade right away, okay?"

Rachel looked at me.

I said, "Ask him where he is, and trade immediately."

Rachel: "Charles, where are you?"

"I'm in the subway station, Line 125, at the [-]th Street station right now. I'm afraid to stay here for long, you keep in touch with me, I'm going to get on the next train, keep going, you guys, better hurry up , and then, get in touch with me."

Charles put down the phone.

I got up: "Let's go! Celtic, you watch the store at home, Rachel, we'll go to the subway station right away."

Rachel is very familiar with the subway in New York, and there is a station within 5 minutes' drive of her.

Go downstairs, take a car, and go straight to the subway station.

This time it's not a drill, it's not a trap, it's a laboratory of new life, really, there's a big problem.

To be honest, in retrospect, Rachel's $[-] was the credit for this trouble.

If Charles hadn't gotten that money, he wouldn't have gambled at all.

Yes, he loves his wife, and in order to let his wife and children live a better life, he decided to use the fifty thousand dollars to gamble again.

This is the psychology of gamblers!

In a word of betting, the one who wins is always the person who makes the game.

Remember this one, stay away from gambling!

Therefore, Charles, he has no other choice but to lose even worse!

The result of losing miserably is that life must be in trouble. The wife and children ran away, the house was confiscated, and they were poor.Seeing that her last hope, her job, is about to be lost, she simply takes the risk!

Get him a big ticket and change everything! (In reality, one of my elementary school classmates who works in a bank, his downhill path is very similar to this Charles, but what he moves is not data, but cash, a total of more than 300 million, 15 years in prison. The cash he squandered More than 100, the rest of the family sold the house and filled it for him.)

Charles did it!

Then, the new life exploded!I am using a burst of strength to find him with all my strength.

Ok!

Mr. Gu, this is the real 'Finch'.

The car quickly arrived at the subway station, we got off, and then made a phone call.

No one answered the phone.

Rachel was stunned: "Sir, no one answered the phone."

I thought for a while and said: "There is probably no signal in the subway, this is one, and the other is that he has probably been discovered."

Rachel: "Which one do you think is more likely?"

I said, "The worst one is bigger! He must have been found, where is the next stop on 125th Street? You take me right away!"

Rachel nodded, got in the car, and walked straight away.

New Life is not a gangster, they are fully capable of finding and bringing an employee who stole data back to a certain location within a few hours.

Therefore, the worst one is the greatest possibility!

Many times, when we judge a crisis event related to ourselves, our brain consciousness instinctively thinks better.Don't you know that the correct way is to think in the worst direction, and then do everything possible to save this bad situation. Only in this way, things can finally get a satisfactory result.

When there is a crisis, such as friends, relatives, inexplicable disappearance, loss, etc., don't think about the best, you must be mentally prepared for the worst, and then, move!All, move!

In this way, it is possible to rescue relatives and friends who are in danger.

Rachel and I drove to the next stop on 125th Street.

At this time, Rachel had to stop.

I thought about it, and stopped her: "Don't stop at this station, the time is not right, if possible, we have to go to the third station at station 125 immediately, and speed up."

Rachel ordered, boomed the car, and drove quickly.

The journey was smooth, and soon, we came to the third site.

On the way, I didn't let Rachel overtake, but kept driving at a normal speed.

When we got to the exit of the subway, I asked Rachel to stare at the exit, while I observed the passing traffic on the road.

At this time, all logical judgments are useless.Can only rely on intuition, if intuition can't find...

Charles, this person, either evaporated in the world, or a shackle was hung around his neck, and then he would be loyal to the new life forever. (New Life respects engineers and R&D personnel. Generally, such people do not need to wear restraints.)

Rachel then turned her head and told me: "There is no suspicious person at the exit."

I looked at the traffic on the street and thought to myself, did I make a mistake in my judgment?

I'm thinking about it.Suddenly, on the opposite side, a Lincoln SUV drove up.

The car drove very fast, and with a whoosh, it passed by in a flash.

In that split second, I told Rachel, keep an eye on that car!

Rachel was stunned for a moment, but finally steered, started, drove, and chased.

During the wild chase, Rachel asked me: "Sir, it came back from the direction of the last stop, this..."

I sighed: "Now, there is no other way but to rely on intuition. Really, it can only be intuition."

The big off-road, whizzing, quickly drove onto a road with less traffic.

I don't even know which line it is.Just tell Rachel, hit it.

There is a trick to hitting someone else's car, which is to hit the position of the rear compartment. As long as there is a slight bump there, the car will lose control, spin, and stop.

At this moment, the speed of the car has dropped to about forty miles.

I made the worst plan. In the worst case, I will pay the other party a new car, but this collision will definitely happen.

Rachel took a chance, gritted her teeth, steered, bang!

Once, a seemingly natural traffic accident.

In the next second, the big cross-country was forced to stop by us.

Rachel and I, one in front of the other, opened the door and got out of the car, and jumped directly in front of the other's car door.

Window rolls down.

I saw a white face with sunglasses on.

I smiled and said, "Sir, please get out of the car."

The white man smiled...

Then I heard a short, faint cry from inside the car.

After 0.3 seconds, the white man took out a gun, pointed it at us, smiled and said: "The military is handling the case, please leave!"

I also smiled: "Presidential Secret Service, please get out of the car!"