When entering the military camp, everything changed. On the weekend, I sat in Stacey's car and looked out the window, hoping to find the soldier who was investigating the outflow of military-style weapons with him at the time. I wanted to take a look at the familiar figure, but unfortunately, he found nothing.

"Zhou, I have to remind you that what you are going to is the general's office of the coastal border defense force. It is best not to say something random."

Stacey sat next to the weekend and said this before she got off the bus before she got off the bus when the car was parked downstairs.

He opened the car door first on the weekend: "I'm afraid I'll cheat you?"

After getting off the car on the weekend, Stacey quickly opened the door and walked around the front of the car and blocked him: "You better tell me what Josh said before he died."

I laughed on the weekend. No matter how powerful a person has a ghost in his heart, he will never be able to be calm. A little bit of testing can immediately see the clues.

He stopped and stood there and said, "What if I don't want to tell you? Do you have to be sure to send it back?"

At this time, Stacy must be thinking about what Josh's last words were. After all, Josh fell into her hands. Based on her understanding of Josh, it was normal for this bastard to cheat herself once before her death, especially to borrow the words that also hate her on the weekend, but it seemed that she had found the wrong person to complain about this weekend.

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Stacey made way, but her eyes were looking at the weekend, her face full of contempt.

The weekend went straight ahead with a frank move. From now on, he suddenly realized that he was no longer willing to pay attention to the secrets in this world. No matter what Stacey wanted to hide, for him, it was just a filth that erupted from human nature in the darkness.

He walked up the stairs and stepped into the office building, and entered the elevator under the clutch of Stacey and the black man in a red suit.

In the general's office, the general who had been on the phone with Old Colt was pressing his elbow on the table and waiting with his hands in his arms. He placed his thumb and knuckles on his lips. Today, it is equally important to him.

When, when, when, when.

The moment the knock on the door sounded, the general felt as if he had seen the last scene of the movie, and he was waiting for relief.

"Please come in."

The general withdrew his hands and shouted this sentence naturally. Then, he looked down at the document on the desktop. It was just an ordinary training report. There was an envelope next to it. On the edge of the envelope, a golden letter-opening knife was thin and shining under his eyes.

Crunch.

The door was pushed open by Stacey, and then on the weekend, the black man stepped in one after another, and waited for the three of them to enter the room together. The general said without getting up: "Sit down."

"Meet again, General."

This was the second time I met the general on the weekend. The last time was when he was beaten into a pig's head on the weekend and was taken to the car outside his villa by a black man. At that time, the general was sitting in the car, and then he made his own request on the weekend, which led to everything that happened next.

"Greetings are exempt."

Although this general has been polished by time, his charm is still unstoppable. He is very powerful. The strength of a man after experiencing war and anxiety allows him to show a superior attitude in any occasion. Do you remember? When young people chat with old people, those old people can always talk about it. They seem to have endless stories that make young people dizzy. For some reason, the young people will express respect. This is the case with the general, but he expresses everything he has experienced in temperament, not in his mouth.

Can……

I still didn't show any respect on the weekend.

He sat opposite the general, staring at the other party with a straight look, and said slowly: "General, please wait. When Yoda gets news, you will naturally get what you want."

The general disagreed: "Zhou, what are you thinking? I hope that the people from the Homeland Security Agency can penetrate into Russia, retrieve Russian airport surveillance, and then use evidence to tell you that Yoda has arrived in Russia?"

I laughed at the weekend: "General, I don't believe in any 'evidence'. The technicians of the Homeland Security Agency cooperated with Hollywood technology to make Yoda appear anywhere in the world within half an hour. I don't believe it because I investigated it myself. Thank you."

"Okay, let's wait with you."

Stacey interrupted. She didn't want to completely anger the weekend at the end when everything was about to be finished. Once the document that was held by the weekend was made public, the prestige of this country would reach freezing point at the same time, which was heartbreaking.

Others don’t know how arms dealers made their fortunes in the United States, but Stacey knew clearly that when she was in the CIA, she had investigated cases involving arms dealers more than once. Those guys did everything they could to make money. Some people even dared to secretly break up their relationship and sell arms to hostile countries in the United States. In order to achieve their goals, they could use bribes, threats, and all kinds of methods of being inferior.

For a moment, the office at night fell into silence, and no one of the four people was saying anything more. It was like two groups of hostile forces sitting at the negotiating table without intermediaries. Before breaking the deadlock, no one would be the first to surrender.

Waiting was a thrill. After five minutes, the general started to look at his watch. The black man stood up from the chair and began to slowly wander around the room. Time sat there alone on the weekend, and Stacey was staring at him all the time, losing minute by minute.

Fortunately, there will always be an end to wait.

Bee, bee, bee.

The moment the phone rang, everyone looked at Stacey, including the weekend.

Stacey took out her cell phone, saw the familiar phone number, and asked directly after answering it, "Have they boarded the plane?"

"They are gone!"

The other party's words seemed very hurrying: "Before boarding the plane, Lambert's family was queuing, but just as they entered the security checkpoint and we were waiting in line, an adult and three children walked out of the security checkpoint, and I completely lost their figures."

"waste!"

Stacey cursed: "Besides you have never messed up the fact that you received your salary on time every month, what else can you do? Go to the monitoring room of the airport immediately. I want to know where these guys went and where they left."

"Inquiry, I haven't found it yet."

"Are you still expecting them to leave in the same outfit?" Stacey was furious: "They were under the banner of taking refuge in Russia, and of course they would carry their luggage and in their suitcases, there weren't many pieces of change clothes?"

"Look at the toilet first. It is impossible for these people to change clothes in public. Pay attention to everyone who comes into the toilet with their suitcases."

Stacey's intuition was right. If Yoda wanted to escape, she would naturally not go to check her baggage.

The phone hung up, and Stacy looked at the weekend and said, "Is this the news you want to get?"

I looked at him on the weekend, as if I had expected everything.

"You asked for a brand new identity for them, a huge sum of one million dollars. Is it just to make me ignore Yoda's skills and provide them with conditions to escape at critical moments?"

On the weekend, he smiled as if someone had exposed his trick, and then looked at the general and said, "General, now we can trade, I will give you the things..." He ignored Stacey. How could he put his family in the hands of the Homeland Security Bureau on the weekend? This group of people could call the plane back!

"Stacy!"

The general stopped Stacey, like a bastard who was stunned at a critical moment.

"General!! You still believe him!!!" Stacey stared at the general with her eyes.

The general said: "Waiting for a few more minutes won't cause any more trouble, and he won't continue to play tricks in my office."
Chapter completed!