The noisy, lively and peaceful New York finally ushered in the morning. After a night's rest, the citizens began to prepare to leave their homes for work, so all the main roads in New York were blocked again without accident.

However, it is common for New Yorkers to make a fuss and ask if there is any problem if there is no traffic jam.

After all, it's a big city.

How can it be big without traffic jam?

Therefore, all New Yorkers, whether driving or taking a car, are not in a hurry and slowly creep forward with the traffic.

what? You have something urgent.

Please, if you don't rush to the subway, you have to drive to the street at this time. It seems that your business is not urgent enough.

For example, in the taxi that the black fat little brother looked at, there were two middle-aged people with black hair sitting in the back seat. On such a hot day, I still wear a suit and tie, dress meticulously, chatter and talk about birds. It sounds like a neon man.

"Calm down, friends from afar should learn to calm down." The little black fat man who drove seemed to be used to it, smiled and comforted, "the road situation in New York is like this. Even if he is anxious, it's no use. It's better to relax and slowly enjoy the beautiful scenery around him."

The left side of the taxi is a car and the right side is a high-rise building. I don't know what beautiful scenery to enjoy.

"Quack..."

The two brothers tried to point their fingers at their watch and protested again.

"Oh, you neon people are so troublesome, aren't you late? You know, in our country, being on time is the most impolite situation. It's normal to spend an hour or two at night. "

The little black fat man suddenly realized and raised his index finger: "by the way, no wonder you are so grumpy. It's because I forgot to turn on the music."

He reached out and turned on the switch. Suddenly, deafening heavy metal music roared in the car.

"Yeah..."

Looking at the little black brother, he twisted his plump body with the rhythm of the music, and the two brothers behind gave up completely. Roll your eyes, lie on your seat and look out of the window.

At this time, one of the brothers saw a black motorcycle driving on the sidewalk and stopping at the door of a convenience store. On such a hot day, riders on motorcycles still wear black tights and large helmets, and there is no skin on their bodies.

He turned over from the motorcycle, neither locked the car nor entered the convenience store, but turned and walked away quickly.

"Huh?"

The man frowned. Although he came to New York for the first time, he also heard that the law and order in New York was not as beautiful as expected. Not to mention robbery and murder, there are a lot of petty thieves. In this way, they casually park the motorcycle on the roadside and don't lock the car. Doesn't it mean to be stolen?

The man was thinking about whether to tell the driver, but on second thought, what's the use of telling the driver? Can this fat black man get out of the car and catch up with the motorcycle rider?

He sighed, shook his head, leaned his head against the seat and closed his eyes.

But just a few seconds after he closed his eyes, suddenly with a loud noise, his eyes were red, and then he didn't know anything.

With the explosion, the streets were in a mess. The person closest to the scene of the explosion abandoned his car and ran away. Pedestrians farther away looked in horror at the convenience store that had been swallowed up by the flames and several cars on the road opposite the convenience store affected by the explosion.

Fortunately, the area shrouded by the explosion was not too large. Except for the convenience store and the nearest two or three cars, other places were OK.

Just when people pointed at the explosion site and called the police one after another, a light yellow smoke rose from the explosion site and slowly spread around. At first, the onlookers nearby just felt that they smelled a sweet smell similar to apples, but they didn't feel strange.

But soon, these people who smelled the smell of apples felt that they had difficulty breathing and foamed at the mouth. In less than a minute, they fell to the ground trembling.

Seeing anyone shrouded in yellow smoke, he immediately fell one by one, even the police officers who came at the news. The other onlookers finally felt panic, and everyone began to turn around and flee around in panic.

Fifteen minutes later, a phone call reached the Secretary's office of NIA's New York branch.

"Minister Willie, are you satisfied with the gift I just gave to New York?" A processed electronic sound came from the microphone, "there are five gifts like this, which are bigger, stronger and more beautiful."

Willie narrowed his eyes, motioned the man below to track the source of the call, and whispered, "who are you? What was the purpose of the explosion? "

"Hehe... Purpose? You'll know what the purpose is when you call Sharon. Remember, Minister Willie, you have ten hours to bring Sharon to your office. I'll call again in ten hours. If Sharon doesn't answer at that time, then... Boom... "

The phone hung up.

Willie looked at his secretary. The Secretary nodded and said, "I found the telephone number of the caller. It's just a public telephone booth. Someone has been sent."

"Let them be careful. Since that guy dares to provoke us, he should be ready."

Willie gave an instruction and took out his mobile phone: "Sharon, where are you?"

"I'm on a special plane and now I'm flying to Washington." Sharon recognized Willie's serious tone and said in a deep voice, "what's the matter, boss Willie?"

"There was a bomb explosion in New York just now. The suspect called me and asked you to come by name. I'll inform you first." Willie said in a deep voice, "I'll report to the headquarters next. As for whether to let you come, you need the approval of the headquarters, but you should be prepared. Maybe the enemy of the case you handled before came to the door."

"Bomb explosion?" Sharon frowned. "Did the other party identify himself?"

"No, just say that he will call again in three hours. If you don't show up at that time, he will detonate the second bomb." Willie sighed. "It's not an ordinary bomb. After the explosion, it will produce yellow fog. Anyone who comes into contact with the fog will die within a few minutes."

Sharon narrowed his eyes. "I see, Willie."

He hung up the phone and asked the entourage of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs: "how long will it take if we transfer to New York now?"

The other party was stunned and hesitated: "about two or three hours."

"So it is."

Sharon snorted and snapped, "inform the captain immediately that the plane turns and flies to New York. As for the Pentagon, I'll call and explain myself. "

Seeing that Sharon was so serious, the two men in black didn't dare to talk much. They hurriedly informed the captain according to Sharon's instructions. And Sharon called James again and said in a deep voice, "I think I found the whereabouts of the missing poison gas."