Four Hundred and Forty Chapters Do Their Own Thing, Jeff Exposed

Luke shrugged: "I've communicated with Tim that Jeff and his wife just need to hand over the fake information to that Tyrannosaurus rex, take the money and leave. The arrest is after Jeff leaves."

Selena understood in seconds.

This means that this is a fishing operation, and Jeff and his wife are just throwing the bait, not them.

They don't need any superfluous actions, they don't need any superfluous thoughts.

Such actions are also dangerous, but the demand for professional competence is not high, and it does not matter if Jeff and his wife are a little nervous.

Students cheating will be apprehensive. They play the ordinary couple who betray the secrets of mbi (Macwell-Bonn) company. Tension is the most normal.

When they arrived at the hotel, the two of them parked the car and strolled up from the underground parking lot. Selena asked casually, "Why are we going up from here?"

Luke: "Tim and his wife are on the roof of the hotel, of course we can only come in from the parking lot entrance."

Selena: "Oh, too."

Luke: "And Tim's colleague is already here. Be careful when you talk later, don't be noticed by others."

Selena nodded and turned to ask about the dishes here, and Luke also answered the information he had read.

The two walked into the V restaurant talking and laughing just like the ordinary guests who came to dine.

After reporting their names, the two were brought to a side by the waiter. Outside the transparent floor-to-ceiling glass windows was an indoor swimming pool, where many people were chatting.

Selena started to order food in high spirits.

Jeff couple? They are still at home, it's only 8:20 now, and there are still forty minutes before the transaction. Luke and the two have enough time to enjoy a comfortable dinner.

At the same time, small drones with automatic cruise function are also hovering over the hotel, monitoring the hotel and surrounding conditions.

On the small table, the two chatted and laughed in a low voice, enjoying it with confidence.

Half an hour later, Selena basically finished her meal and was scraping a large cup of pink strawberry ice cream with a spoon.

Luke has no special hobby for ice cream, but he doesn't hate it either.

What else can I say about Selena's sharing behavior.

Although the pink strawberry ice cream is a bit nasty, it's better if he doesn't order it himself.

This situation has fallen into the eyes of many guests around, and they are only envious and admired, and there are several more guests who do the same as them.

Upstairs, Tim and his wife were also hugging each other, leaning against the rooftop, watching the night scene with the wind blowing.

The two of them opened up their hearts and communicated for a while just now, and solved a lot of knots in their hearts.

"They're here," Natalie said.

"They're here." Luke squinted at the couple who had just entered the hall.

The expressions of these two are a little unusual.

After walking a few steps, the two of them hugged each other in the hall and exchanged a warm mouth.

Luke can match this picture with a sizzling voice in his mind, and it is strange in his heart: these two people are not so enthusiastic about it.

After a while, the middle-aged couple entered the restaurant, and in the corner of Luke's line of sight, they were led upstairs by a waiter.

Luke retracted his gaze and whispered to Selena, who was still eating ice cream, "Work has started."

Selena reluctantly scraped another chunk of ice cream into her mouth and quickly got up: "This ice cream is good, I'll order this next time."

The two got up and acted separately.

Selena was about to enter the floor diagonally across from the restaurant, put down her large satchel, and took out a m4a1 and a black cylinder from it.

She inserted the cylinder into the barrel under the gun's muzzle, and Luke's reminder came from the right headset: "Room 3o5 on the third floor."

Selena: "I see."

puff! Whoosh!

The black cylinder on the muzzle was shot out, suddenly unfolded in mid-air, turned into a circle, and stuck to the upper edge of the glass window in the opposite room.

A few seconds later, a conversation came from Selena's left headset: "Mr. Rick Furys, and is this your wife? Nice to meet you."

The equipment she shot on the glass window opposite was, of course, a bug.

Jeff and his wife belonged to Tim and Natalie. They couldn't intervene, so they could only rely on their own efforts and install a bug in the room.

Listening to the conversation in the headset, Selena muttered: "It seems that Jeff and Karen are still very calm, this operation should be fine."

that's the truth.

Neither party in the room meant to delay. Jeff and his wife wanted to hand over the fake information as soon as possible, and the Tyrannosaurus rex wanted to get the information as soon as possible.

He also felt the investigation from Tim's side, and the sense of crisis became more and more serious, and he could only choose to complete the transaction as soon as possible.

In direct proportion to this, the box of US knives he paid was 50% more than expected, from one million to one and a half million.

Obviously, Danny's couple wanted to make enough money for retirement at one time.

"Raise your vigilance, it's usually time for black to eat black." Luke reminded.

Selena hummed, the firearms and equipment in her hand had been checked, and she re-aimed at the other party's room.

Jeff's murmur came from the headset: "You look familiar, haven't we met?"

"No." A short fat man about 1.5 meters tall replied impatiently.

This short, fat man was the Mr. Tyrannosaurus Rex. He was wearing a gray suit with a round neck T-shirt underneath.

What's even weirder is that on the chest of the T-shirt, there is a pink cartoon Tyrannosaurus rex entrenched on the earth, which looks very... cute?

Luke has sneaked into the floor of the opposite transaction, but he is by the window next door.

A few minutes later, the transaction was complete and the two parties were saying goodbye.

"Wait, your stuff..." The short fat man said with a red stress ball in his hand.

This is Jeff's belongings that were searched and taken away when he entered the door.

Jeff didn't care: "No, I'll give it to you."

The short fat man snorted and suddenly looked at the stress ball in his hand, the mbi logo on it was clearly visible.

He frowned for a moment, then suddenly said, "Stop them."

Jeff and his wife, who had just reached the door, were stopped.

Jeff became nervous: "What do you want to do?"

The short fat man had a memory on his face, and after a while his face became ugly: "You are that guy from the Human Resources Department!"

Jeff quickly denied: "No no no, I'm a maintenance engineer."

Karen hurriedly helped: "He is an engineer, a doctor of double materials."

The short fat man shook his head and walked over, playing with the stress ball in his hand: "No, no, you're right, we did meet."

Jeff: "Huh?"

The short fat man smiled, but the smile was a little cold: "From 1999 to 2oo1, I was a dispensable middle management in McWay-Bonn Company. And you, your name is Jeff Gaffney. ."

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