If Italy is a gentleman full of literary and artistic atmosphere, then neighboring France is a girl with a thousand faces, and each city has a different style.
Lyon.
The Festival of Lights comes as promised every year at this time.
Like the tourists around them, Fang Weiguo and his wife were deeply attracted by the well-made high-tech light show and couldn't extricate themselves.
“I’m in France.”
“Well, I have friends in France, and I know the police chief of Paris. It’s definitely safer than in Italy.”
Jiang Chen didn't brag.
After all, K.E’s headquarters is in France.
According to the winning itinerary, Fang Qing, who should be in Italy at this time, looked at her parents who were enjoying the light show and smiling brightly. She held her mobile phone and said softly: "I am flattered that you have to go to such great lengths for me, a commoner. ”
Jiang Chen didn’t try to deceive him anymore.
At this point, the true nature of this grand prize falling from the sky is clearly revealed.
It still confirms the old saying.
There will never be pie in the sky.
What you think is a pie may actually be poison that will make you irrecoverable.
“You can think about it from another angle, which adds a different kind of fun to this journey.”
“You are quite good at comforting people.”
Fang Qing laughed, and then said: "My mobile phone will not be monitored, right?"
Even such a grand prize can be concocted, and monitoring her mobile phone does not seem to be too outrageous.
Jiang Chen stood on the balcony.
In the kitchen.
Li Shurui and her daughter are preparing the ingredients for the New Year's Eve dinner, just like any other family.
“It’s not that mysterious.”
Jiang Chen smiled and added: “Even if there is, I probably don’t have the energy for the time being.”
Fang Qing No deep questions.
"Since the itinerary has been changed, why not just play for a while longer."
"Will you reimburse me?"
Because I no longer follow the grand prize route, the current expenses, All at one's own expense.
Of course.
Parents are clueless.
“No problem, but remember to issue an invoice.”
Jiang Chen was serious.
Fang Qing smiled.
Of course she understands that she may be persona non grata in the country now.
"Okay, let me know when you can go back."
Jiang Chen smiled.
“No more chatting, let’s go watch the light show.”
Put down the phone.
“Sister Fang Qing?”
Li Shurui walked over.
“Yeah.”
"She is traveling abroad?"
"Yes, with her parents."
"Sister Fang Qing is quite filial." Li Shurui smiled.
"She has been a top student with all-round development of moral, intellectual, physical, artistic and physical skills since she was a child. If you go to her house, you will know that the walls are full of certificates."
Li Shurui smiled, "I I really want to go."
Jiang Chen raised his hand and scratched the bridge of her nose, "The drunkard is not interested in drinking."
"Not welcome?" br>
“No way.”
Jiang Chen immediately denied it, “If I had known earlier, I would have gone to Shacheng to celebrate the New Year this year. How about we talk to Aunt Xue now?”
Li Shurui glanced at him.
"No sincerity at all."
"Xiao Jiang, come and see why the natural gas can't burn?"
Xue Mingqin's shout came from the kitchen.
“Here we come.”
Jiang Chen immediately walked towards the kitchen.
Have a look.
He looks like a door-to-door son-in-law, with no arrogance at all.
New Year's Eve.
It’s time for the whole family to have fun.
But some people are miserable.
Somewhere in Sicily.
A room with only one vent.
Luo Long, who was a powerful figure in his own territory, was locked in a small cage. The cage was only half a person's height, so that Luo Long could only kneel and could not straighten his back.
Although he did not encounter inhuman abuse, this kind of mental torture made him suffer even more.
In contrast.
Fernando, who was also a prisoner, was in a slightly better situation. At least he was not imprisoned as a dog and was given a hard bed.
“哐!”
Luo Long, who had not rested for an unknown amount of time, slapped the iron cage hard again, his eyes were red, and with his ragged clothes and unkempt appearance, he really looked like he was trapped. beast.
"Fernando! Don't you want to think of a way?!"
There were only two people in the room.
Fernando, who was sitting on the hard bed, closed his eyes and showed no reaction.
Normal people would definitely not be able to sleep in this situation.
The trembling of the eyelids of this senior mafia leader can prove that he is quite awake at the moment.
Without an interpreter present, of course he couldn't understand Luo Long's words, but communication between people sometimes does not actually require the medium of language.
In this situation, it is not difficult to guess what Luo Long is talking about and what he wants to express.
As a senior leader of the local underground, Fernando's psychology was obviously much more turbulent than that of a foreigner like Luo Long when he was reduced to such a situation.
However, for characters at this level, their emotional restraint is almost beyond ordinary.
In this case, venting anger has no meaning except showing one's own incompetence.
After being captured, Fernando has been thinking about a question.
What is the origin of the other party?
"Bang bang bang bang bang..."
Luo Long kept shaking the iron cage.
His mobile phone has been taken away, which means that he has completely cut off contact with the outside world.
This feeling of helplessness is suffocating.
“Fernando, do you really want to wait for death?!”
He grabbed the iron cage and roared ferociously.
Fernando finally opened his eyes, "Save your energy."
Of course Luo Long didn't understand what he was talking about, and there was a dazzling luster in his eyes, "Find a way to deal with the person who contacted you. , get us out!”
Fernando doesn’t understand and can’t do anything.
There is nothing in the whole room except a bed and a cage.
"They can hear it."
Fernando pointed toward the door.
“Find a way!”
Luo Long was in a state of confusion, his eyes were splitting, and he shook the iron cage crazily, “Find a way!”
Fernando ignored it. , and closed his eyes again.
Perhaps hearing the movement inside, the cold iron door was opened from the outside.
A few people came in.
Luo Long in the cage looked up.
There is not much difference in foreigners in his eyes, but how could he forget the face that caught him?
Besides the guy who broke into the winery, there was also a man with gray eyes.
"I have money! Make a price! How much can you let me go?!"
Fernando can't count on it, Luo Long wants to save himself, his face is squeezed into the gap of the iron cage and he shouts, pitiful and pathetic .
No one paid attention.
"Mr. Fernando, we meet again."
Fernando opened his eyes and his eyes moved slightly.
The man who spoke was of a more normal build and had no visual impact. He ignored the dragon in the cage and smiled warmly at Fernando.
Just placed in this environment, it makes people panic.
Fernando did not have a resentful look, nor did he yell like Luo Long. As if he was unsure in the dim light, he tentatively called: "Mr. Tasman?" "I'm glad that Mr. Fernando is still here. Remember me."
The other party smiled and nodded.
Fernando calmed down and glanced at the perpetrators who were standing side by side who destroyed his winery. His heart was filled with ups and downs.
Although he has never explicitly admitted it, he does not know the identity of the smiling American.
Jonathan Tasman.
Senior CIA officer!
CIA.
Looking around the world, everyone should know this.
The full name is the Central Intelligence Agency of the United States.
The functions are all-encompassing.
As the name suggests, collecting intelligence is their most fundamental job, and it is also the most basic job.
Its internal organization is very complex and large, and its personnel are distributed all over the world. In order to protect national security, it "will do whatever it takes".
There are rumors that there is also a special operations department responsible for carrying out secret missions that are rarely known to the public, some missions that cannot be seen in the light.
Meeting Jonathan Tasman, many of Fernando’s confusions were instantly answered.
He calmed down and said calmly: "I didn't expect to meet Mr. Tasman under such circumstances. I'm sorry."
Take a look.
What is the art of language?
Looking around the world, the mafia can be said to be very powerful, but there are also some forces that are unwilling to be easily provoked.
CIA is obviously one of them.
In the eyes of the world, their mafia is a bunch of lunatics who do all kinds of evil.
But in the eyes of their mafia, these "agents" disguised as legal persons are the real madness.
At least the mafia still pays attention to basic principles when doing things, but this group of people is different.
As long as they hold the banner of "national security", they will be unscrupulous and even dare to subvert the regime of other countries!
"Mr. Fernando, first of all, I have to express my sincere apology to you. This was a misunderstanding."
Such a big battle.
Armed to attack your own winery.
Slaughtered so many of his men.
Is it a misunderstanding?
"I will report the situation here to the godfather."
Being unwilling to provoke does not mean that you will be humble in front of the other party.
As a prisoner, Fernando retained his last dignity.
"Mr. Fernando, please calm down, Mr. Godfather has already spoken to me on the phone."
Tasman laughed.
Fernando paused.
"Mr. Godfather and I have reached an agreement on this incident. They will fully compensate you for the losses caused."
Tasman looked at the silent man beside him. Macho man.
Isn’t it the work of the CIA?
Looks like it.
Although they came in together, they didn't seem to be "alongside" each other.
Same.
The CIA does not have such a style of doing things, and it has always maintained a relatively good relationship with the CIA.
Since the godfather has reached a settlement with the other party, it is certainly impossible for Fernando to disobey the godfather's opinion.
A person like him certainly understands the principle of "putting the overall situation first".
“Can I go?”
“Of course.”
Tasman nodded and smiled.
Fernando got up and got out of bed.
Although he couldn't understand the bird language they were talking about, the Luolong in the cage could still guess something by analyzing the expressions and voice.
“Save me!”
He shouted at Fernando and stretched out his hand to catch Fernando, but the gap in the iron cage was too small and he could not stretch out his arm at all.
As the saying goes, there is also a way to steal.
The Mafia is certainly notorious, but it can become a world-famous force and naturally has its own unique features.
Fernando was not in a hurry to get away, he stopped and asked, "Can you take him away for me?"
A kind-hearted Tasman shook his head.
“He has to stay here.”
Luo Long realized something and started shouting frantically: “Fernando, you must save me! Think about how much money you made from us ! ”
Even if he is hysterical, nothing will change.
It’s not that Fernando is trying to burn bridges, he has already made an effort.
Knowing that the initiative was not in his hands, Fernando did not waste his efforts and walked out.
"Fernando! You can't just leave! Come back! Beast, you beast..."
Luo Long gradually became desperate and went completely crazy, and the iron cage was shaken violently. .
It seems like it’s really just a dog in a cage.
It's just a pity that no one looked at him.
Soon.
Everyone turned and walked out.
The iron door closed ruthlessly.
“Ah!!!”
Luo Long looked up to the sky and roared, his extreme despair leaking out along the crack in the door, horrifying those who heard it.
Fernando stopped.
"May I ask, who is that oriental woman?"
He didn't know the reason for all this.
“Didn’t your friend tell you?”
Seeing that the other party was unwilling to respond directly, Fernando didn't waste any more words.
"He is not my friend, we just have a purely business relationship."
Tasman looked appreciative, as if he was very satisfied with the other party's decisiveness.
In that room just now, he wanted to give the other party a hand, but when he walked out of the iron door, Fernando knew that he should make a decision.
Luo Long will definitely not be able to escape from that cage.
The wisest thing to do is to throw away something that has lost its value.
See the light of day again.
Fernando exhaled softly involuntarily.
The other party’s remedial measures were quite sincere and they arranged a car for him.
"Mr. Fernando. There may be one more thing that I need your help with."
It was not Tasman who spoke.
But the man who led people to break into his winery and pinned him to the ground.
Fernando turned around as if nothing had happened.
What is the pattern of big shots?
"Invite your friend from China to come to Italy as a guest."
Fernando's pupils contracted slightly.
Killing can only happen with a nod of the head.
Is one Luolong not enough?
Tasman stood aside, saying nothing and smiling.
Although he knew that this humiliation could only be endured, it didn't mean that Fernando really had no grudges.
"You can invite it yourself."
"Mr. Fernando is more suitable to come forward than us."
I don't know if it's a cold joke.
It’s just that Fernando has a plan. The key is that the culprit who razed the opponent’s winery to the ground can actually seem like nothing happened.
"Sorry, we only have business contacts, and we can't invite people to be guests."
Fernando used this to express his emotions. After saying that, he was about to get in the car.
"Mr. Fernando."
It was Tasman who spoke this time.
He stopped Fernando who was about to get in the car.
“During my communication with Mr. Godfather, he emphasized the importance of making friends. Mr. Godfather will definitely call you later.”
Fernando stopped.
Tasman continued: "When you are doing business with China, you should have heard the Chinese saying that every gain must come with a loss. Losing a friend may lead to a new one."
"Whoosh... bang!"
A firework rose in the sky and bloomed immediately.
Someone should be celebrating the Year of China.
Fernando said nothing and bent down to get into the car.
(End of this chapter)