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"Thank you, I'll wait for him here."

At around [-] o'clock in the evening, Zhang Ming walked into the Roman restaurant. He went straight to the bar and saw Angela who had just changed shifts. The two of them looked at each other and smiled.

"It's still the same as yesterday."

As soon as Zhang Ming finished speaking, the chair next to him was pulled away.

After waiting all afternoon, Franklin finally got him.

Sitting next to Zhang Ming, Franklin opened his mouth, thinking for a long time, not knowing where to start.

"Dude, don't scare me. Your hesitant appearance looks like you want to confess your love to me." Zhang Ming said with a smile.

Franklin hesitated for a few seconds, and finally said straight to the point: "I want to ask you for a favor."

As if afraid of Zhang Ming's refusal, he quickly added, "Of course, it's not free. I've thought about it, and it can make a lot of money."

Zhang Ming neither agreed nor refused, "What can I do for you, please tell me first."

Franklin took out the information given by the FBI and pushed it in front of Zhang Ming, "This is it."

Zhang Ming opened the folder, and the information inside was pitifully small, only three pages in total:

The first page is a map of the New York City area, with red dots marking some key locations;

The second page is a photo, it can be seen that this is a candid photo taken far away, the pixel of the photo is very low, only two men can be roughly distinguished.One has long hair and sunglasses and can't see his face clearly, and the other has short hair and a peaked cap.In the photo, they are in a coffee shop, having a conversation;

The third page is the narration of the whole incident, and I wrote a whole page eloquently.

Franklin explained to Zhang Ming in the simplest words: "The FBI's undercover personnel sent an encrypted message a few days ago, saying that an overseas spy is sneaking into the United States.

They carried very dangerous items hidden in items D and transported to the United States, and they were very likely to carry out terrorist activities in urban areas.

The long-haired man in the second photo is the contact person of the other party. The FBI suspects that he is a local D dealer in New York, and the red dot in the first picture is the place where the long-haired man reported by undercover agents often appears. "

Zhang Ming asked: "What dangerous thing?"

Franklin said, "I don't know."

Zhang Ming asked again: "Which country is the spy?"

Franklin said, "I don't know."

Zhang Ming finally asked: "Where are these red dots?"

Franklin finally didn't ask any questions. He spent the whole afternoon studying these red dots. When he opened Google Maps, he pointed out the locations to Zhang Ming one by one.

"Most of the places in the red dots are nightclubs and other high-consumption places. This long-haired man is a man who is not short of money."

"Seller D is of course rich." Zhang Ming said.

Zhang Ming observed the long-haired man in the photo. Even with blurred pixels, he could tell that he was a handsome man with slender and strong fingers...

"It's a hand fit for a knife."

"Huh?" Franklin felt that this restaurant was poisonous, so everyone spoke strangely.

"Intuition tells me that he is a master with a knife, a real master."

Franklin nodded blankly. He didn't notice that Zhang Ming quietly glanced at the third-person camera.

Zhang Ming talked so much nonsense, of course, it was not for the sake of acting, but for the effect of the show. After finally getting some material to shoot, he had to make a foreshadowing and play up the atmosphere.

As for the difficult "master"...

Is he taller?

Zhang Ming has already swelled after the video went viral.

With the voltage of 1024V, nearly 20 edits, and more than 800 barrages!

Under the circumstances that Hulk confessed, Brother Hammer didn't come, and Iron Man and Captain America were his good friends, Zhang Ming felt that he could walk sideways in New York.

The hatred has been beaten, and you are still afraid of an ordinary D dealer?

At this moment, Angela came over and served Zhang Ming a meal: pasta, a small piece of bread, and a piece of pudding, and...

"Milk? I should order coffee." Zhang Ming said.

Angela nodded and said, "That's right, but you need this more than coffee. You shouldn't stay up all night anymore, look in the mirror and see your dark circles."

After Angela finished speaking, she ignored Zhang Ming's complaints and continued to serve other guests.

Franklin looked at Angela, then at Zhang Ming, and finally understood what Patia meant, "She's a nice girl."

"Of course, I would feel better if she didn't always treat me like a child." Zhang Ming took a sip of milk, "Let me summarize the information just now."

"First and foremost, our goal is to find spies and so-called dangerous goods."

"And we have a photo of the target contact person... Do you have a name? Well, I don't have a name, and follow-up investigation is needed. But this should not be difficult. After all, he can be a D-monger, so he should still be well-known. .”

"The next step, in my opinion as a complete layman, is: Find the Mr. D dealer in the photo, ask for the delivery address of the goods, and then drive over to take away the target and dangerous goods in one fell swoop."

Zhang Ming stuck a fork into the pasta and stirred it around, and finally asked, "What do you think?"

"Uh...I agree with your idea." Franklin said: "To be honest, I came to you because I thought that the opponent's firepower should be very fierce, and it can only be done by relying on your combat power."

Zhang Ming spread his hands and said, "Look, this is very strange. We two laymen who don't understand criminal investigation and tracking can figure out a way, but the FBI experts can't figure it out?