my beauty world

Over the years, I have never missed a...

No, I missed it once.

Just as this thought flashed through Jess's head, someone grabbed her hand and subconsciously wanted to break free, but the man's hand was as strong as iron clamps, and she didn't break free!

Before Jess could make any other moves, the man suddenly turned around, grabbed her neck with his other hand, and pushed her towards the wall!

With a muffled bang, Jessie felt dizzy and confused!

But he woke up again in an instant!

Because the hard thing protruding from behind hit her face!

The terrifying memory that was deeply implanted in the depths of my mind rushed out immediately, and said without thinking: "Don't do it, it's me! Jess!"

Although the face is wrong, the body shape and steps are different, but this familiar technique, the ruthless and ruthless shot, who else but the person Roma met?

Ronan retracted to reveal a sharp nail, slightly surprised: "How did you recognize it?"

Denying this kind of thing is useless and unnecessary.

Jess took a breath, her forehead was burning with pain, she held back the fear in her heart, and said, "Shoot! Your shot!"

Ronan shot too many times, he was slightly taken aback, and then remembered.

Three shots in a row, the most practical method of Krav Maga, is almost becoming a habit.

But Ronan didn't let go of Jess, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders, his hand was still around her throat, and when he sensed someone approaching, he asked, "Your people?"

Jess quickly waved her hands around, telling people to evacuate first. When she called home, she heard someone talk about the horrible battle between Corsica and the Roman Continental Hotel, and knew that this person was a veritable super killer.

Not only killing people at every turn, but also destroying families!

"Don't misunderstand!" Jess felt her voice trembling: "It happened to meet, it was really a coincidence."

Ronan thought of the old lady Barrett in Rome and her strange prosthetic eye, and said, "For the sake of your grandma and our successful cooperation once, I won't kill you."

But what happened to Catherine still had an impact on him: "Before I leave Carson City, you must follow me, don't make small moves, it's very dangerous!"

Jess nodded repeatedly, and hastily agreed: "Yes! Yes!"

Ronan let go of her and said, "Tell your men to leave quickly."

Jess made two gestures, and a dozen of his subordinates retreated in an orderly manner.

Ronan glanced roughly, and it really was the group of thieves just now.

When he watched the intersection before, he just thought the performance of the thieves was very interesting.

Unexpectedly, the boss of the thief turned out to be an acquaintance.

Jess bite the bullet and followed Ronan, yelling bad luck in her heart, but dared not complain.

The Continental Hotel in Rome was bombed!It exploded!

Hundreds of killers died!

Most people are ruthless, at worst they kill people.

This person is so ruthless that he dares to set off fireworks in an international metropolis like Rome!

Jess felt a pain in her head. She stretched out her hand to touch it, and there was another big lump!

I muttered to myself: What a bad luck!I hid in America!

Ronan asked, "What's your name here?"

Jess gave her American alias: "Jessie, from New Jersey."

Ronan continued to ask: "Come here to be the leader of a group of thieves?"

Jess didn't dare to refute, so she could only say from the side: "What I formed is not a team of thieves, but a criminal gang, which is in its infancy now, and will switch to fraud in the future."

Ronan bypassed the fire hydrant: "You gypsies have strange ideas."

Jess glanced at Ronan, and asked a little more boldly: "You mean criminal activities? Actually, we don't want to, but gypsies who can touch the extraordinary professional system are called criminals, and first-order criminals rely on a lot of theft. Combat with fraud to improve your own ability..."

Ronan asked directly: "What about the back?"

Jess hesitated for a moment, thinking about her fate, and said: "The second level is called fraud, and I don't know about it after that. The inheritance of the Barrett family will reach the second level."

Ronan said casually, "Continue."

Jess dared not say: "When I left Italy, I had just entered the first rank. I came to the United States to seek the opportunity to be promoted to the second rank. I heard that there are scammers everywhere here, especially Wall Street. I plan to build and train a team from a small city. , and slowly entered the big city again, I didn't expect today..."

Don't say anything later, Ronan can understand it.

The two came to the other side of the commercial street, where there were slightly fewer people.

From a long distance, Ronan saw the flag and slogan of the American Bison Conservation Association.

Many volunteers and people from conservation organizations conducted road shows to promote the protection of American bison and raise funds for charity.

Some people are even giving speeches to promote the American bison as the national animal of the United States!

Ronan leaned forward and asked for a lot of bison-related materials. He also heard that there had been three cases of bison poaching recently.

It is normal for Americans to go to other countries to poach, and they should be somewhat restrained at home.

But poachers are not alone.

Jess was a few steps behind Ronan, observing the situation carefully.

Suddenly, a woman came over and asked in a low voice, "Boss, what's going on? Do you want us to..."

She made a cutting gesture.

Jess hurriedly said, "Get out! If you don't want to kill me, get out as far as you can."

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Chapter 137 I am the FBI

Back in the hotel suite, Ronan put the collected information on the living room table one by one, turned on the small tape recorder, and played back what the protection organization personnel had said, hoping to find clues to the demonized bison.

Squaw Valley is very large, and the place where Vera Gorski saw the white bison for the first time was far away from the place where people later heard about it, which shows that the bison has a huge range of activities.

Ronan also brought the map of Squaw Valley, compared the data, and delineated the route map of the area where the buffalo herds often move.

At the beginning, Jess tried hard to downplay her own existence, just hoping to end this suffering quickly, but she couldn't hold back in the end with her naturally active personality in her twenties, and asked, "Are you thinking about American bison?"

Ronan glanced at her, recalled her analysis and judgment when he kidnapped Leonardo, and replied, "Find a special bison."

"I guess so." Jess glanced secretly and said, "You just came to Carson City, so you may not know that there have been several bison poaching cases in Squaw Valley recently. propaganda power."

Ronan was puzzled: "Poaching bison? This is not the lion king, elephant king or tiger king."

Jess spread her hands: "I'm just collecting and analyzing the news. For the specific reason, I can only ask the poachers..."

Before she finished speaking, she quickly shut up. This was a bit impolite. What if the other party gave her a wall?

Jess had a pain in her forehead, her neck tightened, her throat constricted, and she had difficulty breathing.

Ronan asked, "Do you have an idea?"

"A little bit." As soon as Jess finished answering the sentence, she sighed secretly, she was sick, suffering from persecution syndrome!But she didn't dare to take back the words, and continued: "I think that professional things should be done by professional people! The Protector Organization must be someone nearby who knows more about bison. We...you want to find bison , should use them."

Ronan didn't speak, and pointed to the information obtained from the Protector organization on the table.

Jess understood what he meant, touched her chest, suppressed the fear in her heart, and said, "It's best to get into the Protector organization! Before I came back, I went to the other side to see that the Protector organization is recruiting volunteers. Organize patrols to patrol the Squaw Valley bison area in response to this sudden poaching."

Ronan asked: "You mean, to apply for volunteers?"

Jess nodded slightly: "Yes."

Ronan knew that this woman had some abilities, and he had organized such a large local theft gang, which could be useful: "Be more specific."

Jess wanted to give herself a slap, isn't it just looking for trouble?But she thought so in her heart, but she said obediently: "My team has experienced several actual battles and obtained a lot of wallets and IDs, including hunter IDs and student IDs. It will be the summer vacation of American universities soon. It is said that good universities They all focus on practice, I will provide you with a few student ID cards, and you pretend to be a college student who loves animals to apply for volunteers."

This was indeed a solution, but after Ronan thought about it for a while, he rejected it.

No matter how animals the Protectors organize, they will not use temporary volunteers as animals, at most they will do some peripheral work.

Ronan opened the badge space, rummaged a little, and found a number of documents obtained from Matt Grave, including the documents and badges of common organizations such as CIA, DEA, and FBI.

He once fooled Ilsa with a CIA badge.

Based on what Jess said, Ronan already had an idea. Squaw Valley is located on the border of California and Nevada, and the jurisdiction of the case is a problem.

I turned on the computer and checked again. The poaching case involving illegal guns was also under the jurisdiction of the FBI.

Even if you're not there, you can make excuses and reasons.

Go deep into Squaw Valley with the Protectors as an FBI agent on the hunt for poachers and poachers with illegal firearms!

But there is a problem. FBI agents always work together as partners.

Ronan's eyes turned to Jess naturally.

Jess folded her arms unconsciously, and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Ronan pretended to take out an FBI badge from his pocket, and threw it to Jess: "Tomorrow, change into a suit and follow me to the bison protection organization to learn about the poaching case, and then ask them to help go to the scene of the crime."

Jess looked at the FBI badge and asked, "Where did you get it? Do you have many?"

Ronan glanced at her, and Jess shut up.

"Do you have a lot of documents in your hand?" Ronan asked, "The stolen ones."

Jess didn't dare to be fooled: "There are some."

Ronan was not polite to her: "I want as much as I have, don't worry, I will pay."

Jess said: "The main reason is that I have men to support."

Ronan is not short of money now, and after Jess's men sent a bunch of documents the next day, he paid normally.

The two changed into the suits that the FBI often wore, drove into a car, bypassed yesterday's commercial street, and approached the bison protection organization.

Ronan had a badge and a certificate in his hand, and he played it under the banner of hunting down poaching cases and poachers. It didn't take much effort to gain the trust of the bison protection organization.

"Please find out the identity of the poachers and bring them to justice!"

The head of the Protectorate organization, a middle-aged white male, spoke earnestly to Ronan: "American bison really can't be hunted anymore, they are going extinct!"

Ronan was like an FBI agent: "It is my duty to investigate the case." But he changed his voice: "We don't know the habits of bison, and we are not familiar with the areas where bison are active. Mr. Donovan, I hope You can send capable people to help us find out the case as soon as possible and catch the poachers!"

Donovan immediately made a call.

When he hung up the phone, Ronan asked again: "Before I came, I read the information and heard that there are rumors about the magical white bison circulating in Squaw Valley. Is this poaching related to the white bison?"

Donovan said: "Many aborigines in Squaw Valley claimed to have seen white bison. We also conducted targeted investigations, but found nothing! Last year, some aborigines claimed to have seen white bison, but there were no photos or evidence. The video is evidence, we can only treat it as rumors."

He further said: "In the eyes of the aborigines, the white bison is the incarnation of the sacred totem. Those who can see the white bison will be blessed with luck, so some aborigines always say they have seen the white bison."

Ronan nodded slightly, thinking of Vera and Catherine's mother. They both have dark hair and eyes, and they seem to be of mixed race with the aborigines?

Whether there is, we have to investigate on the spot.

There was a knock at the door, and Donovan went to answer it.

Jess's voice was extremely low: "In my judgment, he didn't lie."

Ronan nodded slightly.

Donovan brought over a man in his mid-thirties, not tall, a typical mixed-race man, with dark brown hair and eyes.

"This is Gary, our best field survival and tracking expert here, aboriginal descendants." Donovan said specifically: "He knows Squaw Valley very well, and he was the first to discover the poached bison carcass."

Then, Ronan and Jess were introduced.

Gary asked directly: "Inspector, when are we leaving?"

Ronan said: "The sooner the better! I want to find out the traces of these people as soon as possible and catch them!"

Gary looked at the time: "Wait a moment, I will make some preparations and leave on time in an hour."

Ronan nodded: "Yes."

Go to Squaw Valley to find clues. You can't just go there. Gary needs to prepare materials for survival in the wild.

Ronan briefly asked Donovan about Gary.