Jimmy: "Tell me, who are you? Who issued the reward? Where was it issued?"
"Harry, I'm from the hotel. The reward is public, but we have no way of knowing who posted it. Only the administrative center knows. I can't say anything else."
Jimmy thought for a while: "Hotel? Continental Hotel?"
The person on the other side stopped talking. He had no idea that he just mentioned a hotel, and the FBI on the other side even mentioned the name of the hotel. Is the Continental Hotel already an open secret?
Jimmy: "Where's the reward time?"
"The task that appears at noon today will end before 12 noon tomorrow, and the task duration will be 24 hours."
Jimmy: "How many people took the mission?"
"I don't know, but there are probably not many people there, and location clues are very expensive."
Jimmy: "What else?"
"I give up the mission and I won't come back, I promise. But I don't know the rest. I have no contact with other people."
Jimmy paused and said, "OK. Harry, put away your gun now, show your hands, walk backwards out of the back door, and don't make any other move. Let's go."
Harry put the gun in his holster and stood up. The current situation had determined that he could only do this and choose to believe that the person opposite would keep his promise.
"You are strong, thank you. Can I know your name?" Harry walked backwards towards the back door as he spoke. Jimmy watched him step back and leave. After thinking about it, he smiled a little, and when Harry reached the back door and was about to exit the house, he spoke: "Harry! Say hello to Winston for me. Goodbye."
Harry stopped, thought for a moment and said nothing, then took a step back and left the house, closing the back door behind him. He didn't stop any longer and ran quickly towards the beach, turning a corner and leaving Jimmy's sight. The last words Jimmy said made him feel a little scared. Even though he was a black man, no one would notice him at the beach under the cover of darkness, but he still left here as quickly as possible and returned to the Continental Hotel immediately.
When Jimmy's prank made Harry nervous and run away, he was sitting on the ground laughing. It's not that Jimmy has any special purpose, it's actually just a joke. After gaining abilities beyond ordinary people, Jimmy's life was very boring. Apart from going to work and handling cases, he also went to bars for entertainment. Now it is rare that his girlfriend has made good progress, and it is impossible for him to occupy his entire life.
Jimmy is not a moralist, and he completely rejects the underworld. His mentality is more like playing a super large game. When he is bored, having some fun for himself or making a prank to scare others are good life adjustments. He believed that Winston could manage the Continental Hotel in New York, and he would definitely not be that reckless person. As long as Harry returned alive, he would definitely investigate in private who were the people involved in the protection today, and Jimmy's identity would definitely be found out. Instead of doing this, it's better to sell him a favor and there won't be any big problems.
However, in order to confirm what Harry said, Jimmy stood up and went to the travel bag after observing the surroundings. He took out an anonymous mobile phone with a separated battery inside. This was his spare anonymous mobile phone and had not been used yet. To find out about the Continental Hotel, there was no need to contact the Continental Hotel. Jimmy had a better candidate, Justin from Little Rock.
Jimmy: "Justin, are you busy?"
Justin was surprised when he heard a familiar voice on the phone: "Jimmy?"
Jimmy: "Well, I have something to ask. Find a quiet place."
After a while, Justin replied: "It's okay to talk."
Jimmy: "Help me check if your reward is targeting someone in a villa in New York. The target codename is Big Chin."
Justin: "Any other clues?"
Jimmy: "The bounty is 150,000. One of the people who took over the mission is named Harry. He is middle-aged, black or Latino. I couldn't see clearly because it was dark, but he is definitely not white or Chinese."
Justin: "Wait for my news."
Jimmy hung up the phone, sat on the ground and continued to wait in a daze. Justin is always so reliable. Less than 5 minutes later, Jimmy's phone rang.
Justin: "I found it out. The target is codenamed Big Chin, and has a fat body. He lives in a villa in Brooklyn. The mission ends before 12 noon tomorrow. This mission is not an independent mission, but has another target like him. It’s also 150,000. These two tasks should be posted by the same person.
In addition, the Harry you mentioned, I also found out, he is a black killer at the Continental Hotel in New York. He has a high success rate and is a veteran. Have they interacted with you? "
Jimmy: "Well, the target is under my protection. I just met a master, Harry, but I let him go, alive. He is a master, it would be a pity to kill him."
Justin had no idea that the meeting between Jimmy and Harry would turn out like this. Is Jimmy, the little guy he watched growing up, already so strong?
Justin: "Let me say thank you on his behalf, Jimmy. I didn't expect you to be so strong. Do you need help?"
Jimmy: "No, don't worry, I can handle it. By the way, you can tell the people you know not to come over. If you get killed by me, don't say I'm dirty, I'll show no mercy."
Justin: "Got it, thank you."
This is the time to sell favors. Justin has been working under the Continental Hotel for so long. He must know some people and some friends who are not so close. If he really kills them, Jimmy will be a little embarrassed when he contacts Justin later. . It would be even worse if there were dramas like revenge again.
Jimmy hung up the phone, removed the battery and threw it back into the travel bag. This phone can be destroyed and a new one can be bought after leaving here.
After the matter was clarified, the Continental Hotel received some kind of commission to offer a reward, and then issued a public reward. The killers in New York knew about it, and began to investigate the situation, and then found this villa.
The man in the bulletproof vest who was killed before should be one of the killers, but he was unlucky. Although he had enough money to buy information and found the target villa, he did not expect that the people inside were so cruel and killed him directly. .
Looking at the time, there is still half a day left, and it is estimated that many killers will come over. It seems that I won't be lonely tonight.
Jimmy thought for a while and decided to check. He put on disposable gloves and came to the bodies not far from the back door. After searching them, he found that they were really clean. There were no wallets, keys, mobile phones or other items on them, only a The knife and two spare magazines, as well as the pistol that Jimmy kicked into the corner.
He was too careful. Didn't he think about how he would need to contact the outside world after completing his mission? Also, he was such a poor man that he didn’t even leave me a single gold coin. Jimmy cursed in his mind and looked up at the third floor. The big chin was lying on the floor, not on the bed. He was very good and obedient.
Soon, after 2 o'clock in the morning, Jimmy discovered the third uninvited guest tonight. This person was just like the first person. He just walked around outside and chose his invasion route. Because the back door was ajar, he gave up after just one try. This ajar door was most likely a trap.
His ultimate goal was the kitchen, which he entered through the door of the tool room at the back, passed through the kitchen, and entered the living room on the first floor. Unfortunately, he was also blind in the dark environment and could not detect Jimmy who was hiding at all. And judging from his reaction, he was not at the same level as Harry just now. This kind of thing was not interesting, so Jimmy dismissed him easily.
After a search, he found a gold coin, but nothing else. Jimmy reluctantly put it in his pocket. This gold coin was probably his spare, or used to ask the cleaners to clean up the body afterward, but he had no use for it anymore, and now it belongs to Jimmy.
The phone rings, Charles's phone. "Jimmy, how are you doing there?"
Jimmy: "It's nothing serious. It's safe now. What's wrong? Give me a call at this time."
Charles: "Well, let me tell you, the SOG people have come from Louisiana, the plane has landed, and it is estimated that it will be at your location in half an hour at the earliest."
Jimmy: "SOG? Your internal HRT unit?"
Charles: "Well, a temporary team has arrived, five SOG members, and a medical officer. They will take over your place when they arrive. They will also escort you to the court tomorrow."
Jimmy: "That's great, I can take a break too."
Charles: "I gave them your phone number and wait for them to contact you."
Jimmy: "OK, have a good rest."
Jimmy has been using his mind for almost 12 hours continuously. It would be false to say that he is not tired. However, because of the blessing of Black Rainbow, Jimmy's mental power has been increasing, and his physical reaction has also been increasing, so he can still persist now, even if he persists until It should be fine in the morning. It would be even better if someone would come to replace him in more than half an hour. Of course he should rest if he could.
About 40 minutes later, Jimmy's phone rang. He picked up the phone and said, "Agent Yang? I'm Marshal Paul Fleet. We'll be there soon."
Jimmy: "Welcome, the area around the villa is safe now, you can come directly from the main entrance."
Jimmy came to the door, and after two cars appeared outside, he turned on the door light and opened the front door. The car was not parked in the garage, but parked directly to the side of the gate, not blocking the view. At the same time, the car could also be seen in the house, ensuring that no one would tamper with it. This parking location is very good. It can be seen that they have very good habits.
Six people got out of two SUVs, fully armed with body armor, rifles, and pistols. There were magazines inserted into the body armor, and bailiff badges hung around their necks.
One of the leaders came over and shook Jimmy's hand: "Paul Fleet, thank you, Agent Yang. I'm sorry, because I had other tasks before, I couldn't come over and let you persist for so long."
Jimmy: "You're welcome, let's go in and talk."
Jimmy led them through the door and looked at the four corpses lying in the living room. Several of them looked unhappy. Paul looked at Jimmy: "Is this from tonight?"
Jimmy nodded: "Well, from nightfall to now. It's strange today. These people all came in one by one, but last night a team of six people rushed in. Marshal Charles hasn't gotten the latest information yet. Intelligence. Because I am the only one watching here, it is not convenient to capture prisoners, so I can only kill them all."
After hanging up the phone with Charles, two more unlucky guys came in together and were killed by Jimmy directly in the living room. None of these killers had night vision goggles. This was something Jimmy couldn't figure out. Since you have all decided to attack at night, prepare A set of night vision goggles is not expensive. It only costs tens of thousands of dollars on the black market. Can’t you afford it?
Of course, Jimmy also searched them, wearing gloves to avoid leaving his fingerprints on them. The harvest was not big. It was obvious that they didn't carry personal belongings when doing things, and they didn't have any cash or gold coins. They killed 4 people and only got 2 gold coins.
Paul nodded and looked at Jimmy with something a little strange in his eyes, but he said nothing more and waved his hand while others began to examine the body.
Jimmy: "The target we are protecting, Big Chin, is in the room on the third floor. I let him lie on the ground so that the possibility of sniping him from outside can be minimized. Everything is normal so far."
Paul pointed to the stairs, and two men walked up with guns. As expected, he is in a group, and his subordinates can understand what he means by just moving a finger. This tacit understanding is really enviable.
Jimmy stood next to Paul and smelled the faint smell of burning gunpowder. They had opened fire before, and it wouldn't be long. It seemed that the bailiff's business was very busy. They should have just completed their mission from another place and did not change. The equipment was flown directly to New York. This can almost understand why no one supported Jimmy in time after Charles was sent to the hospital. Instead, he was notified that someone would take over the next morning.
The U.S. Marshals Service has only more than 3,000 marshals with nationwide law enforcement authority, much fewer than the FBI, which has more than 10,000 law enforcement agents. Therefore, the number of federal marshals deployed in each state is not large, and marshals prefer to cooperate with local law enforcement agencies when enforcing the law. There are already many cases at the federal level here in New York, and it is normal for the manpower to be allocated. However, I did not expect that the gap would be so serious, requiring support from the William F. Degen Tactical Operations Center in Louisiana, the SOG base.
The Federal Marshals Office in New York has an SRT, which is a part-time SWAT team. The support team outside is of this type. The difference between them and SOG is that SOG is affiliated with the Federal Marshals Service and is responsible for supporting marshals throughout the United States, while the SRT It is formed by the federal marshals station itself and is a part-time team selected from the local marshals.
Paul and the others began to inspect the entire villa to familiarize themselves with the environment. Jimmy had not rested yet. He had to wait until they were familiar with the environment and confirmed that there was no problem before handing over.
Half an hour later, Paul and the others met in the lobby and arranged their respective tasks. The medical officer was arranged to go to the third floor. There were enough manpower this time, so he would be stationed outside Big Chin's room as the last line of defense. Two people were assigned to carry rifles to the second floor. They were responsible for guarding the surroundings. At the same time, their rifles were equipped with night vision devices for easy observation. Paul and two others were seated separately on the first floor.
Jimmy: "Paul, are you okay?"
Paul nodded: "No problem, we'll take care of it. You can go and rest first. Thank you for your hard work. I heard from Charles that you held on for more than 12 hours?"
Jimmy: "It's nothing. I'll go to the second floor to rest first. Wake me up if anything happens. By the way, remember to turn off the lights. Charles was shot directly through the thigh from outside. The enemy this time is unusual. I suspect he is a professional." Killer."
Paul nodded, and Jimmy carried his bag to the second floor. He still lay on the floor. It was too dangerous to be on the bed. On the ground beside the bed, he could avoid outside sight.
However, it was not easy to sleep peacefully. Before dawn, Jimmy heard the rapid bursts of rifle fire. He turned his head and looked over. He saw a man writhing on the ground. Just two or three meters away from the back door of the villa, there was another unlucky guy.
The gunfire from time to time caused Jimmy's sleep quality to plummet. He was not so heartless. In this environment, he would wake up as soon as the gunshot sounded. It was not until dawn that Jimmy fell asleep peacefully. to noon.
(End of chapter)
