Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it’s three days.
William Carter, the special commissioner of the CIA, stood at the entrance of Mihua Station. He looked like a white man with blond hair and blue eyes. He was wearing a dark blue slim formal suit. He was tall and tall. He was carrying a silver-gray suitcase in his left hand, and his right hand hung naturally at the side of his leg.
It is also worth mentioning that there is a communication headset inserted in his left ear to keep in touch with the rear at all times.
Negotiations involving longevity are too important, and this special commissioner only plays a mediating role in the middle, a mouthpiece to convey the thoughts of the boss behind him.
In the territory of the island country, such a standard white appearance naturally attracted a lot of attention.
In addition, he had a cold and sinister expression.
When people entering and exiting the station, they all subconsciously avoided the place where he stood. Therefore, at this moment of heavy flow of people, an abnormally empty space actually appeared around this person.
Standing alone among them, he looked extremely awkward.
Three days ago, the note Brandy gave him only agreed on the date and location, but did not specify the specific time.
Taking into account what Kiel reported about Brandy's acting style, in order to ensure this hard-won negotiation.
He started at zero o'clock today and has been standing till now - this shows how much Keir has added to Brandy's temper.
Three poles above the sun, the warm sunshine shines down from the clouds.
At this moment, a taxi stopped not far from him, and the back seat opened the door and waited quietly.
After seeing this, William Carter took out the handkerchief in his suit pocket with his right hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and quickly led the box towards it.
Get in the car and close the door.
The air-conditioning of the taxi hit his face, which relieved him after being exposed to the sun.
The driver did not ask the passengers where they were going, and directly merged into the traffic flow.
The buildings on the roadside quickly backed away, and the taxi entered the highway.
There are many vehicles on the highway, and the wide road seems a bit crowded.
William Carter looked out the window and analyzed the destination based on CIA intelligence.
At this moment, the driver spoke.
"If you have anything to do, let's talk about it now."
Hearing this voice, William Carter was startled. This taxi driver was actually Brandy himself.
And depending on what he meant, the place of negotiation was actually in this car.
"Let's talk here?" William Carter confirmed.
"otherwise?"
William Carter listened to the noisy sounds coming from the earphones, and the development in front of him seemed to be beyond the expectations of the analysts behind him.
Brandy does not seem to be a person who would go into danger alone.
All previous situations have shown that he usually only acts in an environment that he has complete control over. What happens now...
Thinking of this, William Carter turned his head and looked out the window. There was a car in the lane next to them that happened to be driving alongside them.
The passenger in the car noticed his gaze and raised his hands that were hidden by the car door, revealing the submachine gun in his arms.
Seeing this scene, he turned his eyes to other vehicles, and suddenly realized that most of the cars near them were filled with Brandy's subordinates.
"Huh -" he breathed lightly and replied calmly, "It's just a bit beyond my expectation. I thought it would be more..." He thought for a while and chose a neutral adjective, "more business-like. place."
"It's just a brief chat. The more formal this kind of thing is, the easier it is to be noticed, isn't it?"
Asakura said casually, "Besides, I don't plan to talk to you slowly."
He looked at the road ahead without looking back, but his voice was full of murderous intent.
"If your conditions don't meet my expectations... just go down by yourself."
After finishing speaking, he said nothing, as if he was just enjoying the fun of driving a taxi.
Compared with his calmness, William Carter's ears were really noisy.
Many psychoanalysts and negotiation experts expressed their opinions, trying to find the best way to deal with it...
After a period of discussion, the choice made by the CIA was——
"What can you give us for this cooperation? Only by knowing this can we confirm the conditions we can provide you."
After all, this is not an aboveboard business negotiation. It is normal to cut through the mess quickly. If the success is successful, then continue to look for opportunities to grab it. There is no need to fight over unimportant interests.
"Yeah?"
Asakura asked thoughtfully, then pressed a button on the side of the steering wheel.
Then there was only a "clang" sound, and the rear seat door fell off out of thin air, making a loud sound as it fell on the road.
"Look, there is a door on the other side. You have one more chance. If it happens next time, I will have to ask you to jump."
This statement... William Carter's expression froze, and then he looked at the speed on the dashboard——
ninety two.
At this speed, it would be fatal to jump.
"..."
Asakura's answer was naturally heard clearly on the other side of the earphone. For a moment, those elites who claimed to be experts were speechless...
After a long silence, William Carter heard someone comment in a low voice - Could this be someone from a mental hospital?
small book booth
America*expletive
William Carter cursed in his heart, they were not the ones who died in the emotional group, so they were so leisurely?
"Don't worry..." As if hearing the voice in the earphones, Brandy, who was focused on driving, turned back and smiled at him and said, "I went to consult...the doctor said there is nothing wrong with me."
"haha, really."
William Carter responded while waiting for the headset to discuss countermeasures.
However, under his seemingly calm expression, he was suspicious in his heart. Could it be that Brandy could hear the sound in his earphones?
"Of course, those doctors are not very moral and they all want to defraud me of my money."
"At first, they all said that my problem was serious and that I needed hospitalization. However, after I talked to them for a while, they all admitted that I was fine at all."
"Well..." During the subsequent discussion, William Carter was happy to talk to Brandy about some things to delay the time. He asked curiously, "What did you exchange?"
"We communicated-"
When he said this, his tone was protracted and sold out, and after attracting William's interest——
The car door on the other side made a loud noise again and fell off——
"Bangdang——"
The two sides of the back seat were now empty, and the howling wind from outside poured in, making the people on the seats feel chilled.
"I told them this at the time, if you tell me these meaningless things again, you will go to hell."
The words were filled with awe-inspiring murderous intent, and William's heart suddenly stopped for a moment. Just as he was waiting for him to say something, he turned around, but the next second——
Asakura's tone changed and became inexplicably cheerful.
His expression in the rearview mirror also became sunny and cheerful, with a harmonious smile.
"After they heard this, they all told me that everything was normal, and they didn't even take any money!"
