Paris, France.

In a cafe in Shangri-La Hotel, Yang Yi sat at the coffee table, holding his chin with his left hand leaned against the sofa of the coffee seat.

Yang Yi was waiting to see Eric Forland.

Eric Folland, nicknamed Christmas Tree, a seller of high-end spy supplies, Mike is his old customer, and most of the spy equipment used by the Water Organization now is bought from him, but since Mike died, Yang Yi has only contacted him personally.

This was Yang Yi's first meeting with Eric, so after he made an appointment with Eric on the phone to meet, he had to use something as a token for him when he met Eric, and this token was the watch on his wrist.

In order to keep showing his hand, Yang Yi had to hold his chin with his left hand.

The watch was sold by Eric, and he could certainly recognize it. Just after Yang Yi waited for twenty minutes, a tall but somewhat thin middle-aged man in a plaid suit came over.

"Hi, good afternoon, I'm glad to see you."

Eric's hair on his temples was a little gray and wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, he looked like a successful middle-aged businessman.

Eric stood beside Yang Yi and stretched out his hand. Yang Yi stood up immediately, and then he shook hands with Eric and said, "I'm glad to see you, Mr. Furland."

After reaching out to ask Eric to sit opposite him, Yang Yi said in a deep voice: "I was introduced by Mike. He is dead. I will contact you on his behalf in the future."

Eric nodded and said, "I am sorry for Mike's death. So Mr. Sea God, what do you need to meet me this time?"

Yang Yi said in a deep voice: "Many things are relatively scattered. First of all, I need drones. They have a very long battery life and a drone with very good reconnaissance capabilities. They can achieve 24-hour uninterrupted cruise."

Eric sighed a long sigh. After thinking for a long time, he nodded and said, "The endurance of the drone is a problem. It is not possible to use a rotor drone if you want to meet the requirements. You can only be a fixed-wing drone."

Yang Yi immediately said: "You need a small size, the smaller the better."

Eric frowned and said, "The battery life and volume are in conflict. Small drones can still take a very long battery life. With this, there is a drone special for agents, which is small in size and long in life, and can fly for at least five hours. In theory, six such drones can be used alternately, and can monitor a considerable area for twenty-four hours without interruption."

"How much?"

"A drone with $100,000 plus $40,000 in reconnaissance equipment. If it is an optical device that is also available at night, then a set of $120,000 is $140,000 and $220,000 respectively, depending on which one you need."

Yang Yi sincerely thought it was expensive, but there was no way. This was a top-level drone for agents, which was more expensive than military drones and could not compare prices with those fast-moving consumer goods for civilians.

Yang Yi thought for a while and said, "Okay, I bought it, three drones for day use, and three drones for night use."

"very good."

Eric smiled slightly, and then he continued, "Is there anything else?"

Yang Yi nodded and said, "The more important thing is a gun and the top sniper rifle. Don't mass-produce it. It must be the best hand-made custom sniper rifle. The model is not limited, and it is best to be semi-automatic."

Eric frowned and said, "Customized sniper rifle? This is more troublesome and will take a long time."

"It can be used."

Eric smiled and said, "Will an excellent gunman sell his best weapon? No, so I can only buy those rifles that can be sold or left on the market after the death of the former owner. I can't go ahead with this business because the uncertainty factor is too great. Second-hand goods can only take the chance. I can help you customize the best rifle, but if you want it, I can't do it."

If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. Paul does not have a particularly satisfied rifle, so he wants a rifle. But if he really can't find it, he can only give up.

As for customizing a new gun, it doesn't need Eric to help, Paul can do it himself.

"Can you ask me? Within a month, you can contact me as long as you find a particularly good rifle, both new and old, but if you find it after a month, please contact me before deciding whether to buy it."

Eric smiled and said, "Okay, are there anything else?"

Kate doesn't need enough special cosmetics, so he needs to take this opportunity to purchase some. Yang Yi took out a list and said: "According to the preparation on this list, can I get something tomorrow?"

Eric glanced at it and said, "Cosmetics can be obtained tomorrow. The drone will take three days, and you will pay half the deposit first and pay it in full during the transaction. Is there any problem?"

"no problem."

Eric pushed a piece of paper in front of Yang Yi, and smiled and said, "Please transfer the money to this account. If I don't receive the money within three hours, the transaction will be cancelled. I'm very happy to see you, Mr. Sea God, goodbye."

After shaking hands with Yang Yi and saying goodbye, Eric left directly. After Eric left, Yang Yi got up and came outside the cafeteria and found Kate and Anton.

Kate whispered, “Have you agreed?”

"I've agreed, but I won't get it in three days, and there is no gun. I think it's very likely that I can't find a suitable gun for Paul."

Anton stood beside him and just smiled. Yang Yi looked at Anton and said, "Let's go to Germany and come back in three days."

In fact, Anton should have stayed in Kiev because he must be the one who is most familiar with Kiev, but why did Brian send him out and let him follow Yang Yi because of trust?

To put it bluntly, Brian dared not believe Anton completely, so he sent Anton out to follow Yang Yi. In fact, Yang Yi had nothing to do with him, and there was no place to use Anton. But if he did this, no matter what arrangement Brian did in Kiev, Anton would definitely not know, and even if he wanted to leak the secret, he would not be able to do it.

There is no way, Anton said he has no special feelings for the Black Devil, but who dares to believe it?
Chapter completed!