my fairy maid

Chapter 380 You Are Unemployed

Philadelphia, USA.

On a certain floor of the Desloe Building, a blond white man with a long face and a hooked nose slapped the long circular conference table, angrily said: "You are all trash! After searching for so long, you can't find it! Get out of here!"

When several people walked out, the blond man said to one of them in a deep voice: "Francisco, you stay."

A man in his fifties turned around and said, "Yes, Mr. Quincy."

This middle-aged man with hooked nose is Quincy, the head of Scarlet Temple.

After everyone walked out, Francisco closed the door of the conference room.

"Francisco, arrange for a master to kill this man! Then leave a letter, signed, revenge god." Quincy took out a folded paper from his pocket and put it on the table.

Francisco picked up the piece of paper and unfolded it. He was slightly taken aback, and said, "Philadelphia Police Chief Bonet? Why?"

Quincy said coldly: "Bonet is a public figure, and he often opposes us, so I took this opportunity to solve him. In the name of the God of Vengeance, I sent a letter on the Internet, saying that the American police are forbidden to deal with him. To investigate the identity of Bonet, killing Bonet is a warning!"

Francisco was immediately moved: "Mr. Quincy, I don't approve of you doing this! Bonet is the chief of the police department. If it is found out that we did it, the trouble will be even greater!"

Quincy said displeased: "Just find the Black Widow or the Death Scythe. They are the best killers in our Scarlet Temple. Who can find out?"

Francisco looked solemn, and said: "I agree with Mr. Quincy's plan. If Bonet dies, the God of Vengeance will definitely be condemned by the entire United States. This will not only bring him huge troubles, but also help him Our unfavorable remarks will also be diverted."

"But... I don't think it is necessary to kill Bonet. As long as he is seriously injured, our goal can also be achieved, and more importantly, we still have a way out. Mr. Quincy, what do you think of my suggestion? "

Quincy pondered for a moment, then said, "Okay, I'll do as you said!"

……

Huaxia Mohai City.

In the box of a high-end hotel, cups and cups intertwined, Guo Xiaotian enthusiastically talked about interesting things that happened on the plane with Wang Zuke’s wife. If someone else said this, Wang Zuke and his wife would probably think it was ridicule, but Guo Xiaotian’s 1.8 meters Five's northeastern man seems to be born with an affinity.

After finishing speaking, he patted Wang Zuke on the shoulder and told him seriously that if he needs help in the future, he can call him. Although he is based in Changchun, he has friends all over the world, and Mohai also has many friends who can help .

Fan Qiangqiang has a good impression of this Northeast man. This man may be born to like to make friends. He is really bold and not hypocritical. If ordinary people see that Wang Zuke is just a professor who studies western medicine, they usually don’t bother to make friends. This kind of nerd type People are simply useless, but Guo Xiaotian doesn't seem to care if there is any return.

Fan Jianqiang smiled and said, "Brother Guo, can I ask you for help?"

Guo Xiaotian said loudly: "Of course! My old Guo seldom admires people, brother Fan, you are one of them! You can speak several languages, which is one, and you have a kind of righteousness in your bones, which is the second. We have known each other for less than 24 hours, but I can't make a mistake about Lao Guo!"

Fan Jianqiang waved his hands and said with a smile: "Brother Guo, you are too flattering. I don't have any righteousness or evil spirit. I think we should behave according to our conscience."

Guo Xiaotian nodded and said: "That's right! There are too many injustices in the world. Let's not talk about the unreachable ones. Once we encounter them, why should we not deal with them?!"

Fan Qiangqiang laughed and said, "If you manage one thing, it counts as one thing! But please have a clear conscience!"

Guo Xiaotian said loudly: "Okay! Okay! It's a good sentence 'but please have a clear conscience'! It's too good to say, you should drink this cup to the full!"

Everyone drank heavily, and even Wang Zuke, a typical Mohai boy, became a lot more manly in such an atmosphere, and drank with them one cup at a time.

After drinking for three rounds, Fan Jianqiang asked: "Professor Wang is a professional who deals with medicine. I am an ordinary policeman. Brother Guo, what do you do?"

They talked lively on the plane for n hours, talking about everything from all over the world, but forgot to ask this.

Guo Xiaotian smiled and said, "Guess it." Then he smiled at Wang Zuke and his wife: "Brother Wang, sister-in-law, you two should guess too."

Fan Qiangqiang laughed and said, "Brother Guo is a vagrant!"

Guo Xiaotian was slightly taken aback, and said, "Oh? Why do you say that?"

Others also looked at Fan Jianqiang.

Fan Qiangqiang said with a chuckle: "Brother Guo is upright, he doesn't look like someone from the society, he is bold and generous, he doesn't look like a businessman who cares about pennies and bucks, although he has the aura of a high-ranking person, he has no vulgar official air, he is neither a businessman nor an official You are not black, even if Brother Guo is an official, you are not a corrupt official, even if you are a merchant, you are not an ordinary businessman, even if you are black, you are still a hero who dares to fight against heaven. So, I say you are a vagrant."

Guo Xiaotian moved his face and said: "Brother Fan, am I as powerful as you say?"

Fan Jianqiang smiled and said, "Actually, brother Guo, you are most like a hero who dares to fight against heaven."

Guo Xiaotian laughed loudly: "If I'm true, wouldn't I be your natural enemy?"

Fan Qiangqiang smiled: "Whether it's a soldier or a bandit, it's just a business card. I only know that there are good bandits and bad soldiers. I am willing to put my heart and soul out, and I will kill the enemies and the heinous villains one by one."

Guo Xiaotian smiled and said, "Brother Fan! You are definitely not an ordinary policeman!"

Fan Jianqiang couldn't help laughing: "Yes, I'm not an ordinary policeman, I'm a criminal policeman."

Guo Xiaotian saw that he was making a lot of effort, avoiding the most serious and taking the lightest, so he stopped asking the bottom line.

After a while, Wang Zuke was full of wine and food, Guo Xiaotian asked Xiao Zheng to send Wang Zuke and his wife back, asked the hotel to clear the table, ordered a pot of jasmine conch, and invited Fan Jianqiang to drink tea and chat while waiting for the car to come back .

Xiao Zhou excused himself to have something to do, so he said goodbye and left, only Fan Jianqiang and Guo Xiaotian were left in the box.

Fan Jianqiang smiled and said, "Brother Guo, do you have something to say to me alone?"

"Where, it's just a casual chat. It's something worth celebrating to meet Brother Fan on the plane."

Fan Jianqiang smiled and said, "Didn't we celebrate just now?"

Guo Xiaotian laughed: "Okay, I admit that I have some very personal things I want to talk to you about."

Guo Xiaotian reached into his pocket, took out a yellow leather envelope folded in half, put it in front of Fan Jianqiang with a smile, and said, "Look, this must be something you are interested in."

Fan Qiangqiang opened the already opened envelope, pulled out a piece of paper, opened it, and saw that there was a photo of himself printed on it, and a series of personal information under the photo.

Fan Jianqiang's heart was shocked, and he suddenly thought that in movies, killers often receive information about the target they want to kill, and it's like this!