Great Single Player of the Heavens

　　 "Please enjoy slowly..."

　　 After leaving the dining car in Saldorf’s room, Lu Qi, who temporarily played the role of a hotel attendant, left the room very consciously and returned the same way.

　　As soon as he got on the elevator, Lu Qi asked Ella on the other side of the radio:

　　 "Is there a signal?"

"very clearly."

　　 "Very good..."

　　 Back to the suite, Lu Qi walked straight to the bedroom, not forgetting to ask:

　　 "Did he say anything?"

　　 "Not yet, he is just two sentences from the opponent's bodyguard to keep them vigilant."

　　 "It seems that Saldorf is also a little nervous about the upcoming meeting..."

　　 Lu Qi changed his hotel attendant uniform and put on a white shirt. He returned to the living room and sat down on the sofa.

　　 Putting on the headphones of the audio receiver beside the computer, Lu Qi immediately heard all the sounds from the Saldorf room.

　　 "...who do those **** Americans think they are?! They even planned to present something like that at the conference, do they think the whole world is afraid of them..."

　　 "Woshevsky, that idiot, really thinks that by showing favor to these arrogant bastards, he can get their support?!"

　　 In order to synchronize the conversation content of the meeting, Lu Qi put a miniature monitor in the decorative bouquet of the dining car.

　　 For Lu Qi, who used to solve problems for the rich in Los Angeles, this kind of trick is simply easy...

　　 Listening to what was being said in the earphones, Lu Qi leaned back on the sofa and asked casually:

　　 "What is Sardorf angry?"

　　 "It is said that at military meetings, Americans targeted Mao country everywhere, and even used the core group, a group of terrorists all over the world, to mock the turbulent situation in Mao country..."

　　 Hearing Ella’s explanation, Lu Qi could not help but curl his lips, and said sarcastically:

　　 "This is the excuse he made for himself? In order to retaliate for Voseevsky's foreign policy, he sold his country's weapons to terrorists and let them overthrow his immediate boss?"

"But so are the Americans. No matter how threatening the Maoist authorities are, they are not as radical as Zakayev's time? They still dare to stimulate the nerves of the Maoists like this. The idiotic politicians of the White House are really in their bones Arrogant blood..."

　　 While monitoring the movement in Saldorf's room, Lu Qi and Ella were preparing for the next step of the plan.

　　. . .

　　 About two hours later, Lu Qi, who was cleaning out his guns in the bedroom, suddenly heard a reminder from Ella in the living room:

　　 "A, someone is calling him!"

　　 Hearing the words, Lu Qi raised his brows and immediately put down the barrel and rag in his hand, hurried to the living room and put on the monitor headphones.

　　 In the next second, Saldorf’s voice came from the earphones:

　　 "You have arrived?"

　　 "Ballyfuge Hotel, Room 728."

　　 are just two short sentences, but Lu Qi can still confirm that the person on the other side of the phone must be the senior core group who is about to meet with Sardorf!

　　 Thinking of this, Lu Qi immediately picked up a high-magnification camera, went to the window, pointed at the hotel's front door, and started looking for the vehicle that was the suspected target.

　　 The man in a suit who got off a silver Porsche attracted his attention.

　　 In other words, it was the tall bodyguards around him who didn't seem to be good at stubbornness, which attracted his attention.

　　The person here is not the young Zakayev, nor Makarov, but a raw face. Inch, in his early thirties, with a beard and sharp eyes.

　　 "Kacha Kacha" took a few photos and watched the other person walk into the hotel before Lu Qi returned to the sofa.

　　 "Have you received the photo?"

　　 "Received, I am using your agent password to access the MI6 database to see if I can find a match through the face recognition system..."

　　 With both hands and ten fingers flying around the keyboard, Ella quickly found a match:

"Well, his name is the same as yours... Alex Dukov, 34 years old, like Yuri Smolov, was a former member of the Alpha Group and participated in terrorist activities of extremist organizations many times... ."

　　 While listening to Ella’s introduction, while looking at the photos that popped up on the computer screen, Lu Qi fell into thinking.

With Yuri being closely monitored, the little Zakayev’s identity is too sensitive, and Makarov is an instigator who will not show up easily. Therefore, the core group just sent a middle-level figure who is not a high-level person to come. Meetings with partners are also predictable.

　　 Lu Qi cares more about how much this guy knows; whether they can catch even bigger fish through this little fish!

　　. . .

　　 Under the close monitoring of the surveillance, Dukov brought a few bodyguards to Saldorf's room.

　　Perhaps because he was afraid of staying for too long and causing unnecessary trouble, when Dukov came up, he didn't talk too much nonsense, and said straightforwardly:

　　 "Your Excellency Vice Minister, we need a large amount of arms. The price is not a problem. When can the transaction be carried out soonest?"

　　 "Well, I don't know what type of arms you need..."

　　 "As long as you have what you have, we will all!"

　　...

　　 Just as the two were discussing the details of the transaction, they did not realize that the content of their conversation, through the monitor on the dining car, was passed into the earphones of Lu Qi and Aila, and was faithfully recorded.

　　 The negotiation meeting on the arms deal lasted only twenty minutes.

During the 　　 period, Dukov called his superiors twice to ask for advice on the price of arms, and finally placed an order worth 20 million U.S. dollars.

　　 After completing the order and paying a part of the deposit, Dukov walked out of the room with his little brother.

　　 I don't know when, Lu Qi is the only one left in the entire suite. Ella, who served as a logistician, was missing.

　　 Lu Qi, sitting in front of the computer, watched Dukov walk into the elevator and could not help but use the radio to remind Ella who was on standby:

　　 "Ella, he is about to leave the hotel."

"Roger that."

　　 At the same time, Dukov with a cold face, surrounded by his younger brother, took the elevator to the lobby of the hotel on the first floor and came to the front entrance of the hotel.

　　 At this moment, a beautiful blonde woman wearing a black sling-pack hip skirt, in a hurry, just came to face her.

I don’t know if it’s because my feet are too urgent, or I accidentally stepped on the steps~www.ltnovel.com~ The blonde girl suddenly "ah", staggered, and the whole graceful figure turned towards Dukov, who had just walked out of the front door. Pounce!

　　 Seeing the blonde beauty thrown into his arms, Dukov's inner vigilance was reduced a little, and he reached out and hugged the blonde beauty who almost fell.

　　 "Madam, are you okay?"

　　 Hearing the words, the blond beauty who was being supported patted her white chest with lingering fear, and quickly thanked Dukov:

　　 "It's okay, thank you very much, if it weren't for you, I might be making a big ugly."

　　 "I asked a friend to meet at the hotel bar. I was about to be late, so I was so anxious. If you are not in a hurry, let me buy you a drink as a thank you, how about it?"

　　 Hearing this, although he wanted to nod his head to agree, Dukov shook his head and declined the other party's invitation.

　　 "You are welcome, it is my honor to help a beautiful lady like you..."

　　 "Well, that's a shame..."

　　 smiled slightly at the blond beauty gentleman, so he was a chic Dukov. This was the silver Porsche when he sat up under the protection of his younger brother.

　　 watched the car speeding away, and stopped at the entrance of the hotel, with a smile on her face faded away, and in a very calm tone, she said to herself:

　　 "A, I'm done..."

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