Step on ~~

A few footsteps passed through the corridor from far to near. In the wall lights, the fat white policeman came over with four Chinese youths, staring straight ahead, and muttering conversations in Chinese.

"What do you think of Inspector Fred, who was going to interrogate when we saw us?"

"Enough to say it's definitely Anchorton's case. Anyway, we're just going the wrong way by biting us."

"Smart, but I'm afraid they're all tricks. The whites are very perverted."

"So what about perverts? We have been professionally trained."

"But what if he likes to pick up soap?"

"What are you afraid of? At worst, you can just be a pervert who likes to pick up soap."

The other three looked at the elder brother walking in front and nodded as if they had some clarity.

"Brother said, "What if it is true?" "Why would you do together?"

The four of them muttered for a while, and the white policeman leading the way opened the door of the interrogation room. The baton pointed inside. It was pitch black, with only the lights in the middle, and four chairs and a long table were noticeable.

"You guys go in and sit down. Inspector Fred will come later."

After saying that, he rang the iron gate with a loud bang, stood at the door with his arms crossed, and looked at his colleagues passing by on both sides of the corridor from time to time. The four of them inside were handcuffed, sitting side by side with their chairs and looking around.

Opposite them, the dark wall was actually a one-way glass mirror. Fred was drinking coffee and carefully looked at the four Chinese youths looking inside.

Then he turned his head to look at a female deputy next to him.

"What do you think of them?"

"It looks stupid, and it's the same in prison." The white woman did not look like a qualified agent, nor did she look like a ruthless robber based on the other party's behavior in the past two days.

"Look at them...I feel like I've really made a mistake in Anchorton Labs?"

"Maybe."

Fred took a sip of coffee and put it on the table, picked up the ID and hung it on the right chest of the suit, turned around and walked to the iron door on the side of the glass window, opened it, and a smile appeared on his gloomy face, "I am the Chicago Police Inspector. You can call me Fred. I hope you can cooperate with the next question."

The four of them looked at me, and I looked at you, and they laughed and nodded in one go.

"We are all tourists from China, the Inspector."

"Yes, I have to be serious, and I am also a science fiction enthusiast. I heard that Anchorton is a technology company, so I couldn't help but come to visit the high-tech in the United States."

Wang Ying and the other two were not good at English. They were also talking to other prisoners in prison in the past two days, which was much better than before. However, the words they said made Fred think for a long time before he understood what they meant.

It sounded quite annoying, but he simply asked what he wanted to ask directly.

"I know two Chinese people, one named Li, the intern policeman here, I regard it as a student of teaching, but unfortunately he was killed later.

The second one is a burly Chinese man. He is a smuggler and a very powerful strongman. He avenged Li. I think the hard drive is also in his place, or has been sent out of the United States. Then, I want to ask, why is he in Anchorton, why are you there? Is it for the things in the laboratory?"

The words of inquiry came over. Wang Ying, Ma Jun, Zhang Xiao, and Zhao Sa heard the name described, and there was no idea who it was. His expression was stunned for a moment, and soon disappeared. He put his hands on his legs in handcuffs and covered his eyes with the long table. He kept gestured to the other three brothers quickly and showed sign language.

"What should I do? He seems to know something."

"Don't admit it, Ah Hu should still be in Anchorton now. As long as we bite to death, they will have no choice but to do anything to him."

"Then let the car save the handsome guy and divert the attention of this person."

"It's better to lead the disaster to the east!"

The sign language of gestures stopped at the next moment, and Wang Ying, who was sitting in the middle, smiled a little more on her face, "Okay, we're showing off! We don't know the Li you said, but we don't know the second person you said."

Ma Jun on the right followed him.

"... But there is one thing, the things in Anchorton's laboratory are not what we want to take, but the one who has a third party who wants to get them. The one who kills Lee is called 'Giant' Jonathan, you Americans, the idiom of the Hunter Organization. Maybe you should have heard of such a hired organization as an inquirer."

Hunter organization?

Fred frowned. There are indeed many such organizations in the United States, and many of them are under the name of security companies, and they are doing illegal activities in the name of security.

The meaning of these four Chinese people is that some people hired hunting dogs to attack Li... No, they went for the hard drive, but the hard drive was taken away by Li, which led to the subsequent events. As a result, all the previous doubts were obtained in his mind.

‘Who is behind the hiring of the hunting dog?’

As a police detective, he is particularly concerned about suspenseful cases, especially the possibility of bringing out even more amazing amount of information, which not only cleanses up the lost hard drive in Chicago, but also has the incident of agents.

Over there, the four young men saw his frowning and contemplative expression, probably knew that they had successfully attracted their attention, so they tacitly resisted their feet.

"Inspector Fred."

Wang Ying interrupted the other party's thoughts, and the next thing he said immediately broke the subsequent thoughts of the detective.

".........The four of us just want to protect the research of Anchorton. If taken away by a third party, it will not only harm you, the United States, but also China, and even the entire world. Haven't you always claimed to be a world police officer? Then I wonder if you can listen to our explanations or trust us?"

"Please speak." Fred's tone significantly eased.

"Thinking about Anchorton's research..." Wang Ying leaned over and lowered his voice, "... It's an organization called Shengqi. They are not in the United States and are very mysterious. It may be in Northern Russia or Eastern Europe. You'd better protect the energy conversion device studied by Anchorton's company. They may send the hunting dog organization to come to you in the past few days."

Fred frowned even more. The situation seemed to have exceeded the Chicago police's authority. If it were what the other party said, it would be necessary to transfer the device as soon as possible.

‘Holy pray…’

Fred asked someone to take the four people back to the guard room, walked back to the office, lit a line of eyes and frowned as he looked at the falling sunlight outside the window.

The direction I looked away, heading to Chicago Airport, and a Boeing 747 flying on an international flight landed down from the airport with a whistling sound.

In the open waiting hall, a tall Eastern European woman dragged her suitcase out, with short golden hair, wearing a tight-fitting robe and low-waisted jeans, which caused a good man to whistle.

The woman pulled down her sunglasses and looked at them, walked straight outside, handed her suitcase to a taxi driver, and sat in the back row to report a place name.

Soon, the taxi passed through the complicated streets of the city and came to the remote suburbs in the north. After paying the car, they watched the driver drive away. Then they turned around and twisted their waists to a nearby western-style building. The white stone path dotted among the turf, walked into the eaves and rang the doorbell.

Dingdong~~

After a moment, the door opened, a young and handsome man saw the woman outside the door smiling as the sunshine, opened his arms to hug him, and was pushed away by the other party, just throwing his suitcase over.

"How long will the others come?"

"I don't know." The man put down his suitcase, walked over and poured two glasses of red wine, handed the woman a glass, and sat down to the sofa and spread it out. "Why don't you enjoy the American life before they come?"

“Not interested.”

The woman drank all the red wine in one gulp, pulled it through the suitcase and opened it. The red nail tips thrust, easily cut the mezzanine, took out two packs of ice bags and threw them on the ground, and took out a box inside, which was full of scattered gun parts.

"Give them two more days, I won't do it myself if I don't come!"

Click ~

The woman skillfully assembled an exquisite pistol, and in a cold voice, she raised her hand to aim and pointed to the man who wanted to sneak her.

"Show your hand up again, don't blame the gun for getting fire!"
Chapter completed!