Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke shrugged: "Jim and I passed through. Jeff and the couple only needed to give the fake data to the Tyrannosaurus Rex, and just let the money go. The arrest was after Jeff left.

Selena knows in seconds.

That said, it was a fishing operation, and Jeff's couple just threw bait, and it wasn't them.

They don't need any extra actions, nor do they need any extra thoughts.

Such actions are also dangerous, but the demand for professional skills is not high, even if the Jeff couple are nervous, it does not matter.

Students cheer up when they cheat. They act as ordinary couples who sell the secrets of the MBI (Mcwell-Bonn) company. Tension is the most normal.

When they arrived at the hotel, the two parked their cars and strolled from the underground parking lot. Selina asked casually, "Why do we go up here?"

Luke: "Tim is on the roof of the hotel, and of course we can only enter from the parking lot entrance."

Selena: "Oh, too."

Luke: "Also, Tim's colleague is here. Don't be noticed if you notice it."

Selena nodded, and asked about the dishes here, and Luke answered the information she had read.

Just like the ordinary guests who came to dine, the two walked into the v restaurant with a smile.

According to the name, the two were taken to a side by the waiter. There was an indoor pool outside the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, and there were many people chatting and chatting.

Selena started ordering with great energy.

Jeff? They are still at home, it is only 8:20, and there are 40 minutes before the transaction. The two Luke have enough time to enjoy a pleasant dinner.

At the same time, a small drone with an automatic cruise function is also hovering above the hotel, monitoring the situation in and around the hotel.

At the small table, the two whispered and laughed, enjoying themselves at ease.

Half an hour later, Selena basically finished her meal and was using a spoon to shave a large glass of pink strawberry ice cream. She could not eat herself, and she whipped it into Luke's mouth from time to time.

Luke doesn't have a special hobby for ice cream, but he doesn't hate it either.

What more can be said about Selena's sharing behavior.

Although the pink strawberry ice cream was a little bit motherly, it wasn't just him who ordered it.

This situation, in the eyes of many guests around, just envy and admiration, there are many more guests like them.

Upstairs, Tim embraced together, leaning on the rooftop, blowing the wind and watching the night scene.

The two also communicated openly for a while, and unlocked many knots.

"They're here," Natalie said.

"They're here." Luke squinted at the couple who had just entered the hall.

The expressions of these two are a little abnormal.

After taking a few steps, the two actually snorted in the hall, and spoke enthusiastically.

Luke's mind was able to match this picture with a noisy voice, and his heart was strange: the two were usually not so enthusiastic about letting go.

After a while, the middle-aged couple entered the restaurant and were taken upstairs by a waiter in the light of Luke's sight.

Luke looked back and whispered to Selina, who was still eating ice cream, "Starting."

Selena reluctantly shaved a large piece of ice cream into her mouth, and quickly got up: "This ice cream is good, I'll order this next time."

The two stood up and acted separately.

Selina entered the restaurant diagonally opposite the floor, put down her large shoulder bag, took out a m4a1, and a black cylinder from it.

She inserted the cylinder into the barrel under the muzzle of the gun, and Luke's reminder came from the right headset: "Room 3o5 on the third floor."

Selina: "I see."

puff! Huh!

The black cylinder at the muzzle was shot out, and suddenly expanded in the air, turning into a circle, stuck to the upper edge of the glass window in the opposite room.

A few seconds later, there was a conversation in Selena's left headset: "Mr. Rick Furis, and this is your wife, isn't it? Nice to meet you."

The equipment she shot on the opposite glass window was, of course, an eavesdropper.

Jeff's body was the site of Tim and Natalie. They couldn't intervene, they had to rely on themselves to install an eavesdropper in the room.

Listening to the conversation in the headset, Selena murmured: "It seems that Jeff and Karen are still very calm. This operation should be fine."

that's the truth.

Neither party in the room had any intention of delaying. Jeff and his wife wanted to hand over the fake information as soon as possible, and the Tyrannosaurus Rex wanted to get the information quickly.

He also felt Tim's investigation, and the sense of crisis became heavier and he had to choose to complete the transaction as soon as possible.

In proportion to this, the box of US knives he paid was 5o% more than expected, and changed from one million to 1.5 million.

Obviously, Danny's couple wanted to earn enough pension money at one time.

"Be alert, it's usually time to eat black," Luke reminded.

Selina said with a hum, the firearm equipment in her hand had been checked, and she re-aimed at the opponent's room.

Jeff's snore came from the headset: "You're a bit familiar, haven't we never seen it?"

"No," a short fat man about one meter and five feet answered impatiently.

This short fat man is the Mr. Tyrannosaurus Rex, who is wearing a gray suit, but he is wearing a round neck T-shirt.

What's even more weird is that on the chest of the t-shirt, there is a pattern of a pink cartoon Tyrannosaurus rex on the earth, which looks very cute ...

Luke had sneaked into the trading floor opposite, but he was next to the window next door.

A few minutes later, the transaction was completed and the two parties were saying goodbye.

"Wait, your stuff ..." said the short fat man with a red pressure ball in his hand.

This is Jeff's belongings that were searched and taken away.

Jeff didn't care: "No, give it to you."

The short fat man made a sound, and suddenly looked at the pressure ball in his hand, the mbi logo above was clearly visible.

He frowned for a moment, then suddenly said, "Stop them."

Just as Jeff walked to the door, they were stopped.

Jeff became nervous. "What do you want to do?"

The short fat man's face shows memories ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ After a while, his face is difficult to look: "You are the guy in the human resources department!"

Jeff quickly denied: "No, no, no, I'm a maintenance engineer."

Karen quickly helped: "He is an engineer, Dr. Double."

The short fat man shook his head and came over, playing with the pressure ball in his hand: "No, no, you are right, we have indeed seen it."

Jeff: "Ah?"

The short fat man smiled, but the smile was a little cold: "From 1999 to 2oo1, I was an optional middle-level manager at Mcwell-Bonn. And your name is Jeff Gaffney. . "

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