Chapter 598

"What did you get?" Victor asked with a little surprise, praying silently in his heart that nothing else would go wrong. Unfortunately, this is often the case. The more you pray, the more contrary the fact is to your expectation. When you take the photo, you see William with a hat and black glasses at the first sight,

"this is, this is." Victor looked at his assistant incredulously, "God, don't tell me that's what I think That man

The assistant shrugged, "yes, that's him.".

"Hell, block this news immediately. If KELNER beckon knows it, maybe I'll have to go home for my old age." Victor angrily threw down the photo and sat down in his office chair. "How could this guy be in Paris? Didn't he stay in New York some time ago?"

Three days ago, William Devonshire and a 20-year-old girl named Jesse Barrett arrived in Paris in his private plane and lived in an independent villa at 18 Champs Elysees.

"18?" Victor thought for a few seconds and asked, "I remember that villa was not the house of Marco cans, chairman of the cans group? How could the old miser sell a house with such a good location to William Devonshire? "

The assistant asked unexpectedly, "don't you know?" Seeing the boss's blank face, the assistant explained, "Marco Kans's dead wife is the sister of Duke Devon, and the relationship between Duke Devon and William Devonshire needs not be mentioned by me.".

"Damn relatives, these upper class people can easily get involved in a lot of kinship," Victor said, shaking his head helplessly after hearing this and picking up the Christmas Photo. "Who's this guy?"

"I don't know," the assistant shook his head. "I checked our database, but I didn't find any information about this bald head. However, after the on-the-spot investigation and combined with the surveillance video,

we suspect that this guy is probably going to Morris square to meet the intelligence dealer Rix who was killed on the spot.".

After that, the assistant turns on the TV and puts a CD into the player.

Looking at two similar styles of handbags and teddy bears, Victor yelled "Damn it." he had no choice but to look at Michael Mason's photo and say, "except for William Devonshire, tell C1a everything else, and see what they can find out.".

"Yes," the assistant nodded and walked out of the office.

Half an hour later, in the office building of C1a in Paris, director Karen Dyck, who received the news, quickly walked into the monitoring room, clapped her hands and attracted everyone's attention. After that, she tacked the pictures of Christmas and Michael Mason on the white board on the wall,

"OK, guys, help me find out their names, where they live and what they have done.".

I understand.

It didn't take long for Michael Mason, who was just a pickpocket, to be found on the monitor. "Michael Mason, born in Las Vegas, is a cheat, wanted in four states for fraud, escaped to Paris with his travel passport 18 months ago, and has been a pickpocket in Paris ever since.".

After listening to the introduction, Karen dyke could not help shaking her head and wondering, "how can this kind of person with a knack and a pickpocket become a suicide bomber?"

His subordinates were also puzzled, but the video on the scene showed that Mason detonated the bomb without any coercion, "who knows what this bastard has experienced in 18 months.".

For a moment, unable to find the reason, Karen had to let go of Mason and asked, "what about the other person?"

"I'm sorry, boss," one of the men sitting in front of the computer raised his hand. "This guy's information is confidential. We don't have enough authority. Only the people in the headquarters can find it.".

"How could it be?" Karen looked at his men in surprise, "we are a branch of the management level.".

"I can't find it," the staff shrugged and said helplessly, "either this guy is our own person, or he is the staff of a very high-level ally.".

Karen also understood this truth. Looking at the Christmas when the monitor rushed to the explosion point and grabbed half of the burned information, Karen whispered, "who are you? What kind of information is that? Is it worth grabbing regardless of concealment? "

"Head, look at this, look at this," one of the men yelled, "this guy is on the Champs Elysees.".

"How could it be?" Karen immediately looked at the caller and recognized the bald Christmas. She was standing in the corner of a villa on the Champs Elysees and staring at the street.

Karen thought for a few seconds and said to a big black man who was not far away from him, "Sean, you go to catch this guy secretly." then she reminded him, "there's still a day and a half before Daqing ceremony. If you don't move a gun at this time, don't move it.".

"Yes," Sean Brill nodded and walked out of the office.

A few minutes after Sean left, the C1a people who had been staring at Christmas found that when a Rolls Royce drove to the front door of the villa,

Christmas immediately walked out of the corner of the villa, knocked on the window of the Rolls Royce, handed a paper bag to the driver, and then turned to leave.Seeing this, without Karen's command, someone yelled, "FK, who is the owner of this villa for me?"

In a few minutes, the information was quickly found out. Karen looked at William's picture on the computer monitor and said, "hell, how could it be this guy?".

Staring at William's photo, Karen didn't know how to act for a moment. After thinking about it, she could only go to the corner and call back the headquarters to report to her boss.

To Karen's surprise, her boss was very interested in the information, but at the same time, she reminded Karen not to move William without conclusive evidence, and it's better to secretly arrest the person who sent the information first.

The boss has orders. Karen can't do it even if she doesn't want to get into trouble. Unfortunately, Christmas is not a mercenary now. The casual clothes on her body can not only prevent bullet, but also effectively reduce the impact by 30%.

This makes Sean Brill who fights with Christmas very passive, more than a dozen punches on Christmas. Christmas doesn't even frown, but after more than a dozen punches, he can't bear it. Before more than a dozen rounds, he is beaten down by Christmas and his hands are tied to an iron pipe.

Looking at the identification of Sean Brill, Christmas takes out a gun and points it at Sean's head. He says angrily, "are you a man or a ghost?".

Then he took out his cell phone and took a picture of Sean Brill's face. He soon replied on Sunday, "retreat.".

He put away his gun and said, "don't get in the way of me, or I'll kill you next time.".

Looking at the Christmas that left, Sean was relieved to know that he was a C1a person and didn't shut up, which means that he should not be the enemy, but the sentence that people are ghosts made Sean be on guard.

Does this mean that the bald man suspected that he had an insider on his side just now?