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Lafayette waved his hand and smiled at Claude: "Don't worry, you don't have to worry about this. The reason why the Albanians have been so active recently is that I asked them to do it. It is because the big shots are coming that we need to prepare more goods."

"And our old friends, the Lashi couple, are about to be promoted to Washington to take office. I have asked Claire to hold a party tomorrow night. You can come at that time. We will entertain our good friends and keep in touch. I am afraid that we will not have much time to get together freely like now in the future."

Like America, Europe is also a capitalist country, and politics and business are basically inseparable.

Champagne seems to be just a luxury brand, but the identity of the investor behind it is very unusual.

In fact, the fundamental reason why luxury goods like this can be sold at high prices with exaggerated profits is that the final profits flow into the hands of some big shots.

Claude: "Anyway, you should be more restrained. If this matter is really exposed, I can't solve it alone."

Claude was persuaded by Lafayette. In fact, the reason why he can sit in his current position is because of Lafayette's relationship.

Claude was a personal participant in the incident of extracting perfume from corpse oil reported in South Africa.

However, someone found him at that time and gave him a gift of one million euros.

Claude hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to give the other party a team of reporters from World News as a gift.

Afterwards, Claude retired from the department, and was invited to work in Paris, and then stepped up to his current position.

In many cases, especially when he was responsible for cleaning up the other party's ass, Claude always felt guilty, but after so many years, he did not quit.

The old man was obviously familiar with Claude.

So he nodded: "Don't worry, I will tell Murad not to act rashly. Of course, if you can help catch the murderer who killed his son, I can easily convince him."

Claude: "I'll try my best."

Like many times before, Claude wanted to refuse, but in the end he couldn't say it.

A freight station in Province 93, which is already in the outer area of ​​Paris. It is close to the airport and most of the residents are from Eastern Europe.

These outsiders inevitably have conflicts with the black guys who originally lived here.

The black uncles have always been known for their bad tempers and their brains full of muscles.

But the Albanians are not weak either. Due to historical reasons, this region was once a military region.

Especially because various socialist countries provided a lot of weapons assistance to the Albanians.

According to statistics from some relatively professional institutions, there are only about two million people in total, but there are tens of millions of guns in the country.

Because of this special reason, it is not an exaggeration for the Albanians to say that they are well-trained.

In this context, although the black uncles are fearless, in the battle for territory in the 93rd province, the black uncles were quickly beaten to a pulp by the Albanians in a physical sense.

Therefore, most Albanians regard the 93rd province of Paris as their home.

Murad is the leader of the Eastern European Albanians.

Murad is in his early fifties, with a burly figure unique to Eastern Europe, and he is very energetic.

On the top floor of a residential area converted from a warehouse.

Murad stood in front of the desk, holding a long whip in his hand, looking at the pale and trembling girl opposite him, with a strange uncle's unique expression on his face.

"Qiu Sha, come here."

The girl was frightened and trembling when she heard his voice. She looked around and finally looked at Murad desperately.

"Please, let me go, I am also an Albanian, we are compatriots. Ah——"

Before the girl finished speaking, Murad's whip came over and hit the girl's shoulder directly. The thin clothes on the other party were instantly torn by the whip, revealing the red and swollen shoulder.

Murad heard the other party's scream, and his face became more excited: "Of course, it is because we are compatriots that I want to check your body carefully. Be good, you must cooperate well, kneel down, and call me daddy."

The girl was desperate, and tears kept flowing down her eyes. This was completely different from what she thought.

This is completely different from what he said at the beginning. At that time, Murad went to recruit people in person, saying that it was very easy to make money here. One pound could buy a lot of bread, enough for a family to eat for a week.

And there were a lot of jobs that no one wanted. If they were not all Albanians, they would not even think about these opportunities.

But after getting in the car, Qiusha realized that all this was fake.

Snap——

Looking at the girl trembling, Murad couldn't help but whip her again.

Then he started to untie his belt with one hand.

Dinglingling——

Just when he was about to have fun, the phone suddenly rang.

"What! Where is my son Marco? You are police officers, how can you let people run wild in Paris? I only have this one son, damn it! Damn it! These people deserve to die!"

Murad hung up the phone angrily without waiting for the other party to finish speaking.

Then he looked at the girl viciously.

"Neeson, we haven't contacted each other for so many years, can't we meet now? Aren't you retired?"

Claude's ability to act was very strong. After leaving Galeries Lafayette, he immediately contacted the Paris Police Department and quickly obtained some information from the other party.

As luck would have it, the police found a driving recorder video on a car at the scene.

At this stage, driving recorders are mainly developed by America and Germany, and the purpose is also to detect speeding violations on some roads.

This video happened to record Nissen leading people out of the tin room.

Seeing Nissen's face, Claude naturally recognized this old friend.

So he immediately obtained Nissen's phone number through other channels, and then called the other party.

Claude's original intention was to interview Nissen, but Nissen rejected Claude's request.

"My daughter was kidnapped in Paris. Can you help me with this matter?"

Nissen was very calm.

".I have now transferred to a civilian position. Sorry, I can't be of much help in this matter."

Hearing Nissen's question, Claude was stunned for a moment, and then rejected Nissen's request with some guilt.

He never expected that the reason Nissen came to Paris to cause trouble was because his daughter was kidnapped.

Nissen: "Albanians did it."

Claude was surprised after hearing this: "How do you know?"

Neeson: "I'm just retired, not dead."

Claude: "But you can't mess up Paris like this."

Neeson: "If I can rescue Kemi, I would be willing to overturn the Eiffel Tower. Listen, Claude, my time is very urgent. I have less than twenty-four hours to find Kemi. If you still If you want me to be your friend, please give me some information."

Nissen is an experienced man, and from some of Claude's words, he guessed that the other party must know something.

Claude: "No, you only have one hour left, Nissen, twenty-four lives, ninety-seven hospitalized, and a small building destroyed. My superiors demand your arrest."

Upon hearing Nissen's plea for help, Claude said the opposite.

As time went on, the riots in Paris tonight also attracted everyone's attention, especially when Zhang Pin taught Anna to take her little sisters to the hospital to seek help from the media, which further fueled the matter to the point of huge public opinion.

Claude: "But I begged for mercy on your behalf. The final result is that you can no longer stay in Paris and need to return to America immediately. At five o'clock tomorrow morning, you will have a business seat on the Boeing direct flight to Luojishan. I will pay for this out of my own pocket." Bought for you."

Nissen: "Business seats are very expensive, right? Claude, is your annual income so high now?"

Nissen's words immediately changed Claude's face.

"Give me a hint, Claude, I have saved your friendship several times."

Neeson glanced at the time, then asked Claude a question.

Claude: "Under normal circumstances, we would investigate the Cartier Hotel."

Claude was also looking at his watch when answering Nissen's question.

"Found it, in a motel in Province 91."

At this moment, one of Claude's subordinates not far away raised his hand. As early as when he was on the phone with Nissen, Claude had already asked the technician to locate Nissen's mobile phone.

"Call Murad and tell him we have found his son's murderer and let him deal with him."

Claude barely hesitated. After hanging up the phone with Nissen, he looked at the other person.

As early as more than ten years ago, Claude resigned from Langley in advance, and the relationship between the two parties had ended. Now Neeson came to Paris to cause trouble, and it was Claude's job that was ruined.

If Nissen agreed to leave Claude on the phone, he wouldn't mind giving him a first-class ticket.

The conversation was divided. After finishing the phone call with Claude, Nissen looked at Claude's wife with a smile: "He has to work overtime today and probably won't come back. I'm very sorry for disturbing your rest. I'll wait for him to be free." Come find him again."

Yes, Neeson came directly to Claude’s home in Paris.

The two have known each other for many years, and Nissen naturally also knew Claude's wife. Nissen was already waiting here before Claude called.

Hearing that Nissen was about to leave, Claude's wife took the initiative to see him out the door, but she did not notice that Nissen quietly took Claude's business card when he left.

Leaving Claude's house, Nissen quickly drove to Province 93.

He wore an ID for himself openly, and then walked towards the two boys who looked like sentries.

"It's so late, what's wrong?"

Nissen's confident look made the two younger brothers afraid to act rashly for a while.

Neeson: “I want to see your boss!”

Bearded man: "The boss is not here."

Nissen didn't believe what the bearded man said. It was late at night, so he rushed over after getting the news. Where would Murad be if he wasn't here now.

Having exchanged intelligence with Zhang Pin before and learning that the Albanians were supported by the police, Nissen suspected that Claude was probably also a member of the opponent's team. At least the other party was very aware of the Albanians' actions.

According to Zhang Pin and Claude, Kemi had most likely been sent to the Cartier Hotel at this time.

But Neeson went through so much trouble to perform this scene with Claude because he was actually trying to deal with Murad.

What he said to Marco on the phone before was not a scare.

After knowing that it was the Albanians who kidnapped his daughter, Nissen made up his mind to take revenge on them.

Because Zhang Pin helped him deal with Marco, Nissen decided to deal with Marco's father Murad himself.

Nissen directly took out a business card from Claude's house and handed it over.

The bearded man took it, and after seeing Claude's title of supervisor, he looked at Nissen worriedly: "We didn't do anything illegal."

The Paris Security Bureau has great authority, almost equivalent to the American Bureau of Investigation.

Like most Albanians living in the 93rd province, most of them did not come through formal channels, but smuggled in. One of the powers of the Security Bureau is to repatriate smugglers like them.

Hearing the bearded man's explanation, Nissen took out his cell phone and said, "I only need to press one button, and more than fifty agents will appear here immediately. You don't have time to pack up and leave, and you don't have time to deal with those things either. Don't play tricks on me. If you waste my time again, I'll kill you."

The bearded man was stunned by Nissen's tough words. He was just a low-level gang member, otherwise he wouldn't be on guard outside so late, so he was naturally frightened by Nissen's words.

"Our boss is really not here. Just now, he left with a team of gunmen."

It was already past four in the morning. In fact, if Murad hadn't suddenly called people together to make a noise, the bearded man would have secretly gone to bed by now.

Nissen frowned when he heard the bearded man's words: "Then find someone who can make the decision to come and see me. Don't say that such a big noise tonight was not caused by you."

Nissen vaguely felt that something was wrong, but since he came here, of course he couldn't just leave without doing anything.

"Wait a minute."

The bearded man didn't hesitate this time. He took his business card and turned around and went into the warehouse.

"What are you looking at? Do you know what your boss did?"

Nison stood there and saw that after the bearded man went in, there was another strong man at the door who was strong but had a problem with his brain. So he asked him questions directly.

"I don't know either. It seems that someone killed Marco and the boss went to him for revenge. Do you know who Marco is? Marco is the boss's son."

The strong man was really a little stupid. When Nissen asked him a question, he answered it stupidly.

Nison was shocked when he heard what he said. (End of this chapter)