Chapter 129 Sleepless Night in the Special Administrative Region

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Jiang Hua welcomed the two people in: "Frank, your retirement life is really wonderful."

"Hey, there is no way. It is really difficult for an agent to retire normally. If this incident is solved, I will be placed in a leisurely position. It can be regarded as semi-retirement. There is not much to worry about in terms of safety." Frank Sitting on the sofa with Sara: "You are quite comfortable, and you are playing tricks on them. Now let me come here to be a lobbyist."

"Wherever you go, you take Sara with you. You are really inseparable." Jiang Hua joked.

Sara squinted her eyes and grinned: "We are in a sweet moment now. The life of an agent is very interesting, so just follow."

Frank touched his bald head feebly. He was helpless to find a neurotic girlfriend: "Aren't you afraid of accidents? It's better to keep her with you for peace of mind."

Jiang Hua took out some desserts and fruit plates from the refrigerator, opened the whiskey that Frank brought, and chatted while eating in the living room. Jiang Hua took a sip of the wine and felt that the taste was much more mellow: "Oh, where did you find this bottle of wine? There should be some It’s the same year.”

Sarah took a bite of the fruit: "Frank asked for this from the director of the CIA. He said that he had to bring some gifts when he was a guest. Is there a box of cigars?"

Frank's head hurt, so he revealed his secrets, and glared at her: "That box of cigars is my reward, and Jiang Hua doesn't smoke either."

"It doesn't matter, I don't smoke, but it's good to try it. Sara is sincere." Jiang Hua winked at Sara, causing her to laugh strangely.

Frank sighed and looked at Sarah staring at him, so he had to take out his mobile phone: "Marvin, come up here with the cigars in the car."

"What's going on? Aren't you greedy for that box of cigars? Why do you want to take it out again?" Marvin's voice came from the phone.

Sarah stuck out her tongue at Frank, who was even more helpless and had a headache: "Bring her here, we are all old friends, let's get together."

A few minutes later, Marven said hello to Jiang Hua, and then several people opened the cigar box and each of them started puffing on a cigar. Jiang Hua didn't usually smoke, but it was not that he had never smoked. It was when he was in school and was smoked by a classmate. I encouraged myself to smoke for a while, and then my mother discovered that I stopped smoking when I no longer had the craving for cigarettes.

Smelling the slightly sweet pine wood scent, Jiang Hua took out a match, lit it, and took a slow puff. Different from the smell of burning cigarettes, the taste of the cigar was very mellow, with only a hint of tobacco and a touch of cocoa. the taste of.

"Not bad." Jiang Hua praised.

The smile on Frank's face disappeared: "It can't be like this. I finally got this box. I can't let it go like this."

Jiang Hua smiled and raised the cigar in his hand: "I mean the cigars are very good. I didn't ask for the rest of you. Don't worry."

Frank was obviously relieved: "Let's talk about the remaining red mercury nuclear bomb and tell us your conditions."

Jiang Hua blew out a smoke ring and thought about cultivating some special tobacco leaves in space: "Okay, my conditions are very simple. Acknowledge the news of the past few days and give me a plane as compensation."

"I also know the news from the past few days, and I believe they will agree. After all, the fake news has been released and caused a stir. What about the plane? What plane do you want?" Frank thought for a moment and asked.

Marvin took a sip of wine and added: "Air Force One is good."

Jiang Hua clapped his hands when he heard this: "Yes, Air Force One is good!"

Originally, he wanted the U.S. government to come forward and let Boeing modify a large aircraft for him to take off and land on water. Originally, it was just a cover-up. In the end, he had to modify it in space, but it would be good to think about Air Force One.

Before he could finish the sip of wine, he choked on Jiang Hua's words and kept coughing: "Ahem...Ahem, are you kidding me? This condition is simply..."

Jiang Hua said nonchalantly: "My condition at the beginning was very simple. I just asked the FBI to cancel the wanted order. It was very simple. But then I was disturbed for a few days. The second condition was just to be in the news. The impact of fake news is much smaller than that of the past few days, but I was deceived by you again. This time I am determined that I will use Air Force One. There are two of them. Even if I have one, it will not affect the president’s travel. , give them ten days, enough to remove the sensitive parts. If it exceeds ten days, I will sell it on the black market, and don’t even think about controlling me, because this will not solve the problem at all, because you don’t know how many backups I have. , how long does it take for my personal safety to be confirmed.”

"Okay, I'm just a messenger. Make the call now and save them a headache." After Frank finished speaking, he dialed the phone: "I'm Frank, Jiang Hua's condition is..."

After Frank finished speaking about the conditions, he wanted to communicate directly with Jiang Hua. Jiang Hua took the phone and pressed the speakerphone: "I am Jiang Hua. I have made the conditions. Do you accept them?"

"Jiang Hua, the conditions you proposed are too outrageous. Let's make another condition." The tone on the other side of the phone was very strong.

"Who are you?" Jiang Hua took a bite of fruit.

"I'm Peter Johnson, the Secretary of National Security of the United States." He said his name on the other side of the phone.

"Whether you accept it or not is up to you. The conditions are there. I don't care. Originally, I was very sincere, but I have been hurt by you again and again. I have to make some compensation. You should be careful when dismantling the equipment. Don't make any mistakes. It's a mess, I will check and accept it when the time comes." Jiang Hua was so angry that he couldn't bear to die.

There was rapid breathing from the other side of the phone. After waiting for half a minute, the voice came: "Aren't you afraid that we will publish your photos and label you as a terrorist? You should be a Chinese agent, right?"

"It doesn't matter, I am Chinese, but this is my personal behavior. After all, I am just making a deal with you. It doesn't matter if you characterize me as a terrorist, because as long as I control the bomb, you will still have to apologize in the end, even I still have to compensate. I will definitely make a profit. At worst, I will announce the details of our transaction. After all, the initial conditions were too low. It is not me who is embarrassed by you doing this." Jiang Hua said slowly: "There is a spare Air Force One, and I want that one. After all, the one currently in use is more than a year old."

Jiang Hua's words immediately caused the other party to hang up the phone. Listening to the busy tone on the phone, he raised his wine glass to the stunned people in front of him and motioned for everyone to continue.

Frank completed his mission and did not stay long. The three of them left quickly. In the evening, they went to the restaurant to have dinner and slept after returning to the hotel. In the early morning, Tinder reminded Jiang Hua that there were agents Prepare to enter the room.

After a moment, the door was opened silently. The three agents who entered quickly went to the bedroom. They took a tool and stuffed the hose along the crack of the door. The front part of the hose sprayed out a section of mist silently. According to Fire analysis is a powerful anesthetic gas.

I sat up from the bed, poured a glass of wine in my pajamas, and came to the chair on the balcony, where the night light was dim and the cool breeze was blowing.

Logistics instructions also came from the agent's earphones: "Attention, hunter, the target's infrared signature has moved to the balcony. The operation may have failed. Implement a backup plan."

The three agents put down their tools and fired several shots at the door handle with their pistols. Then they kicked it away and rushed towards Jiang Hua on the balcony. However, seeing Jiang Hua still leisurely being pointed at by the gun, the three of them were ready to kill him. He was anesthetized.

"I can go with you, but it's best not to use violence, otherwise the price will have additional requirements." Jiang Hua raised his wine glass and said to the three of them.

But a voice came from their earphones: "Keep moving."

Jiang Hua was a little helpless. He threw the wine glass in his hand and hit the front agent on the forehead. He turned around and threw the solid wood chair under his butt. Jiang Hua was now very powerful. One agent was knocked unconscious by the wine glass, leaving two people. He was thrown out by the chair and couldn't get up for a while.

Jiang Hua stepped forward and knocked out the two of them easily, and took their headphones and microphone: "Oh, it seems that your operation failed. The ten days have been halved. I wish you a good time."

As soon as he finished speaking, an agent rushed in from outside. Jiang Hua took out a shock bomb from the space and went to the living room. Then he put on his clothes leisurely, put his pajamas into the space, and then threw out a shock bomb again and returned it. The few people who had not recovered were shocked again.

Shock bombs opened the way all the way to the stairwell. Jiang Hua threw shock bombs with different delays. Jiang Hua went down two floors, blocked the cameras in the corridor, then entered a guest room, took out his mobile phone, and asked Tinder to connect to the hotel's surveillance , watching the agent bounce downstairs in shock.

Jiang Hua lay down on the bed, watched the surveillance on his mobile phone, and then released a part of the source nanorobot, disguised as a rotor drone, carrying dozens of shock bombs, and went downstairs to set off firecrackers, accompanied by the sound of explosions that gradually faded away. It was really a rush downstairs, and various vehicles rushed towards the place where the explosion came from.

Tinder specializes in finding agents' logistics vehicles. As long as there is a gap, these special shock grenades will be launched by drones. They are all small vans. In a small enclosed space, the effect of the shock bombs is really impressive. They can be fired directly. The logistics personnel in the car were stunned. Only a few agents outside escaped, but they were also attracted.

After a series of violent explosions, people nearby began to panic, picked up the phone and called the police. This was in Washington, D.C., and the police responded quickly. Rapid and shrill sirens suddenly sounded on the street, making this situation... The calm political center became panicked. In just a few minutes, the sound of helicopter propellers was heard in the sky, and there were signs from the police department and signs with FBI signs.

The night became lively, and it was impossible for Jiang Hua to continue sleeping, because this hotel was under special care. Who knew this was the point of the incident? Jiang Hua originally wanted to hide and avoid it, but after thinking about it, he changed to a white person. Face, let Tinder add check-in information to the hotel room registration, and just live in an open and honest manner.

After dispatching the police and FBI agents who were patrolling the ward, the sky in the East slowly lit up, but before he could get a good night's sleep, the phone started ringing. Jiang Hua asked Tinder to "turn off" and set a The sweet girl reminded: "Hello, because the hotel was too noisy last night, the owner of the machine is getting some sleep. If there is anything urgent, please leave a message after the prompt. Thank you for your cooperation..."

After setting up the voicemail, I lay on the bed and fell asleep quickly. Although I wasn't sleepy, I still had to keep the habit.

Jiang Hua was at leisure, but the CIA, FBI, police department, Department of National Security and even the White House Secret Service were all busy. Several leaders gathered in a secret underground space not far from the White House, and began to discuss countermeasures with their elite subordinates. From time to time, they also There were several angry curses.