Chapter 1529 It's Time to Reverse

Paris, Charles de Gaulle Airport, a flight from a florist arrives.

Xiao Jinlang went through a series of inspections including a visa as a tourist, and dragged a suitcase to the airport exit. A taxi received him and drove towards the city. The female national security officer who had been with Zhou Qingfeng sat silently in the car, silently handing Lao Xiao a mission briefing.

The information on the briefing was lacklustre, and the national security intelligence network in France was not as strong as the CIA. The female officer opened a laptop next to her, and the latest news was being played on the online video.

"The suspect blew up the underground passage of the Louvre with the assistance of his companions."

"The police were able to identify at least four suspects who were chasing the police on the streets of Paris."

"The suspect fled in a truck to the A4 highway on the outskirts of the city. A medium-sized transport plane landed from the sky and rescued all the suspects in front of the police pursuers. The police said that this method of escape was indeed beyond their expectations."

"The police are currently investigating this matter closely, and His Excellency the President is extremely outraged by this case."

"According to civil air traffic control information, this medium-sized transport plane pretended to be a cargo plane from Ukraine and entered French airspace, but after approaching Paris, it has been circling in the suburbs of the city."

"After the incident, the police urgently contacted the Air Force to try to make an emergency landing of the transport plane. But just a few minutes after the plane took off again, it landed again on the highway less than 20 kilometers away. All the suspects on board fled."

"It was an An-12 transport plane produced by the former Soviet Union that rescued the suspect. The police said that the plane was very old, and it was hard to imagine that it could fly again. The police and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs are investigating the source of the plane. It is very Probably from Ukraine, or somewhere in Eastern Europe."

"At present, all clues have been cut off in the case of the terrorist attack on the Louvre Museum, and all the suspects have disappeared. The police said that they do not know the specific identities of these people for the time being. They are currently seeking help from Interpol, and at the same time issued a high reward to the public for clues. "

After watching the news clip, Lao Xiao sighed weakly. He leaned back on the seat and closed his eyes for a while, without saying a word. The female officer sitting next to him yelled weakly, "Dad..., I'm sorry, I messed up this time."

"I'm your leader now, your superior." Old Xiao said with a straight face.

The female officer's momentum was even weaker, her head lowered to her chest, "Deputy Director Xiao, I admit that I did not fulfill my duty this time and let the enemy take advantage of the loophole. I..."

Old Xiao was even more upset now, he waved his hand and said, "Tell me, where is that counterfeit?"

"Ran."

"Run away..., didn't I tell you to watch closely?"

"The guy named Liu Zonghan assisted him in escaping, and both of them escaped. I didn't keep an eye on it for a while."

"Where's the little princess from the Likus family?"

"Slit your wrists and commit suicide."

"What?!"

Lao Xiao's head immediately became two big. No matter what role the Likus family played in this matter, if Ai Jielin, a direct descendant of the Likus family, died, many things would be unclear.

"But she's not dead. We found out in time and have been sent to the hospital." Seeing her father about to run away, the female officer hastily said the next sentence.

Old Xiao glared at his daughter angrily, "Where is Ai Jielin now?"

"Being picked up by the Likus family, they don't seem to want to publicize it." The female officer said.

"Have you reconnected with Lin Sen?"

"He took the initiative to contact us, saying that he couldn't come back for the time being, and asked us to take care of his female slave named Safia. That female slave accidentally rushed to the Louvre with 'dog meat', which saved a lot of time.

Also, before Ai Jielin cut her wrists and committed suicide, she left a video saying that she would hand it over to Lin Sen, and I have already forwarded it through the Internet. "

What should be explained has been explained, but Lao Xiao is not at all relaxed. At the same time, a group of uninvited guests came to a vacant villa on the outskirts of Paris. After Zhou Qingfeng and others took the transport plane to avoid the eyeliner of the police,

Just broke in here.

In the bedroom, Zhou Qingfeng was watching the video sent by the female officer through the virtual screen of the computer on his armband. In the video, Ai Jielin forced to make a smile. This French girl has a shrewd and capable appearance, but also a passionate and romantic heart.

"Hi Lin. I saw the TV reports and I'm glad you escaped. I know I'm being hypocritical when I say that because I caused what you're going through.

I don't dare to ask for your forgiveness, but I can't provide you with any clues, let alone face you again. All I can do is run away from it all, far away.

I know that no matter what I say, I can't win your trust. I just hope..., can you forget me? It's fine even if you hate me. "

The video is very short, less than a minute, and the few words are full of sadness and despair. After Zhou Qingfeng turned off the video, he remained silent. He sat on the sofa in the living room of the villa and supported his head, like a sculpture.

Most of the people who participated in this operation were sitting in the living room, and no one spoke, just looked at Zhou Qingfeng. Only Father Rui Wen couldn't hold back after a few minutes, and asked in a low voice to his daughter beside him, "What kind of high technology is that thing on Victor's arm? How much is it? I want one."

Katerina smiled wryly, "That's Victor's armband computer. I can give you one with ordinary performance. But there is only one of his large-capacity, high-intelligence one. Even I don't have the same computer. payment."

It sounded great, and Father Ruiwen was even more envious, but he asked again with more doubts: "Isn't this a prop in your movie? Could it be that technology has developed to this level now?"

Katerina could only smile wryly, but could not answer.

Zhou Qingfeng was wearing short-sleeved shorts. The wounds on his body were cleaned, but there were still large scabs and scars, which was very scary. A ponytailed Ukrainian girl was squatting beside him, re-wrapping him with something like alcohol gauze.

The young Ukrainian girl looked at Zhou Qingfeng curiously and asked Minsk on the other sofa. Minsk shrugged, stretched out his fingers and hissed silently, motioning to stop talking.

The living room was quiet for a while, and a car drove up the gravel road to the front of the villa. Miss Fox jumped out of the car giggling, and shouted loudly: "Some people come out to help move things, I bought your food and drink."

The butcher took Minsk to work as a coolie, and Miss Fox walked into the living room. She saw Zhou Qingfeng who was still wrapped in cloth and asked, "How is Victor?"

"His injuries are still serious, especially the facial skin burns, which may not recover for life." The Ukrainian girl who nursed Zhou Qingfeng said.

But Zhou Qingfeng denied with a hoarse voice: "I can speak, but my ears are still not working well. My eyes and ankles have recovered, and my physical strength is lacking but I can fight. As for my skin, it is It's itching, itching all over my body, and it takes about a week to recover."

Miss Fox nodded, and said: "You said that the woman who hurt you called herself a 'poisonous spider', I paid someone to check it out.

This person is likely to be a senior employee of the CIA. Her public identity is the Costa police officer of the French National Center for Terrorism Prevention. This woman personally directed the arrest operation for you, but less than two hours after we took the opportunity to escape, this woman disappeared. "

Zhou Qingfeng raised his head slowly, only a pair of cold eyes could be seen from the cloth-wrapped head, "Missing? That's right, this chasing game should be reversed."[]