The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

"Damn it, block this news immediately. If Chief Kellner Bacon finds out, maybe I have to go home to retire." Victor threw down the photo angrily, and sat down on the office chair, "How could this guy In Paris, hadn't he been in New York some time ago?"

"I asked someone to check the immigration information. Three days ago, William Devonhill and a 20-year-old girl named Jesse Barrett arrived in Paris on his private plane and lived in a building at No. 18 Champs-Elysées Avenue. In a separate villa".

"No. 18?" Victor asked after thinking for a few seconds, "I remember that villa is not the house of Marco Kans, the chairman of the Kans Group? How could the miser old man sell such a house in such a good location to William - Devonhill?"

The assistant asked unexpectedly, "You don't know?" Seeing the boss with a blank face, the assistant explained, "The wife of Marco Kans who passed away was the sister of the Grand Duke Devon, and the relationship between the Grand Duke Devon and William Devon Hill , I don’t need to say it.”

"Damn relatives, these upper-class people can get a lot of relatives casually." After hearing this, Victor shook his head helplessly, picked up the Christmas photo and said, "Then who is this guy?"

"I don't know," the assistant shook his head and said, "I checked our database, but I didn't find any information about this bald head.

We suspect that this guy is likely to go to Morris Square to connect with Ricks, an intelligence dealer who was killed on the spot."

After speaking, the assistant turned on the TV and put a CD into the player.

Looking at the two handbags and teddy bears of the same style, Victor shouted in his heart 'Damn', such a coincidence happened, looking helplessly at Michael Mason's photo and said, "Except for William Devonhill's Report everything else to C1A and see what they can find out."

"Understood", the assistant nodded and walked out of the office.

Half an hour later, in the C1A office building in Paris, director Karen Deckard, who received the news, quickly walked into the monitoring room, clapped his hands, and after attracting everyone's attention, put the photos of Christmas and Michael Mason on thumbtacks. whiteboard nailed to the wall,

"Okay guys, help me find out what these two guys are called, where they live, what they did".

"understand".

It didn’t take much time for Michael Mason, who was just a pickpocket, the information soon appeared on the monitor, “Michael Mason, born in Las Vegas, is a cheater by profession,

Wanted in four states for fraud, fled to Paris with a tourist passport 18 months ago, and has been working as a pickpocket in Paris since then.

After listening to the introduction, Karen Deckard couldn't help but shook his head and asked in doubt, "How could such an old man and pickpocket be a suicide attacker?"

The subordinates were also a little puzzled, but the live video showed that Mason detonated the bomb without any coercion, "Ghost knows what this bastard has experienced in eighteen months."

Unable to find the reason for a while, Karen could only put aside the matter of Mason and asked, "What about the identity of the other person?"

"Sorry, boss," a subordinate sitting in front of the computer raised his hand, "This guy's information is shown as confidential, and our authority is not enough, only people at the headquarters can check it."

"How is it possible?" Karen looked at his subordinates in surprise, "This is a director-level sub-station."

"It's true that we can't find it," the subordinate shrugged and said helplessly, "Either this guy is one of us, or he is a subordinate of a very high-ranking member of the allies."

Karen also understands this truth. Looking at the half-burned material Christmas that rushed to the explosion point on the monitor, Karen murmured softly, "Who the hell are you? What kind of information is that document? It's worth ignoring." Is it necessary to grab the concealment?"

"Head, look at this, look at this," one of the men on the side shouted, "this guy appeared on the Champs Elysees."

"How is it possible?" Karen immediately looked towards the caller, and immediately recognized Christmas with a big bald head, who was standing at the corner of the wall of a villa on the Champs-Elysees Avenue and staring at the street.

After thinking for a few seconds, Karen said to a big black man standing not far from him, "Sean, go and arrest this guy secretly", and then reminded, "There is still one and a half days before the big celebration, and at this time you can If you don't use a gun, don't use a gun."

"Understood", Sean Brier nodded and walked out of the office.

A few minutes after Sean left, the C1As who had been staring at Christmas found that when a Rolls Royce drove up to the gate of the villa,

Christmas immediately walked out of the corner of the villa, knocked on the window of the Rolls-Royce, handed a paper bag to the driver, and turned to leave.

Seeing this, without Karen's order, someone shouted, "FK, find out who the owner of this villa is for me?"

Within a few minutes, the information was quickly found out. Karen stared blankly at William's photo on the computer monitor, "Damn it, why is it this guy?"

Staring at William's photo, Karen didn't know what to do for a while. After thinking about it, she could only go to a corner and call back to the headquarters to report to her boss.

To Karen's surprise, her boss was very interested in the information, but at the same time reminded Karen not to touch William without conclusive evidence, and it was best to secretly capture Christmas who sent the information first.

The boss has an order, even if Karen doesn't want to cause trouble, it's a pity that Christmas is no longer a mercenary before. The casual clothes he wears can not only prevent bullets, but also effectively slow down 30% of the impact.

This made Sean Brier, who was fighting with Christmas, very passive. He punched Christmas more than a dozen times. After more than a dozen rounds, Christmas beat him to the ground, with his hands handcuffed to an iron pipe.

Checking the ID on Sean Brier, Christmas pulled out a gun and pointed it at Sean's head, angrily said, "What the hell are you, are you a human or a ghost?"

Then he took out his phone and took a picture of Sean Brier's face, and quickly replied Sunday, "Retreat."

Christmas, who was covering her ears, froze for a moment, put away her gun, held Sean's collar and said, "Don't hinder me from doing business, or I will kill you directly next time I meet you."

Seeing Christmas leaving, Sean heaved a sigh of relief. Knowing that he is a member of C1A and not silencing his mouth, it means that he should not be an enemy, but the words that people are ghosts made Sean very vigilant.

Does this mean that the bald man just now suspected that there was a ghost on his side?

Chapter 598. Chapter 590 Eight As long as it is involved, no one is innocent

Christmas let Sean Brier go according to William's instructions, and found Gunnar in an old house in the [-]th arrondissement of Paris under the guidance of Sunday.

Entering the room, looking at the unconscious Zoe on the monitor, Christmas hesitated for a moment and asked, "Boss, do you really plan to ignore her life or death?"

These words made Gunnar squint his eyes, lowered his head and stared at Christmas condescendingly, "You want to save her?"

Although Gunnar's tone and eyes were weird, Christmas wasn't angry either.

Because he knew that Gunnar was the most ruthless bastard in the Death Squad, and now William not only gave him a new life, but also saved his daughter, plus his precious daughter, it is said that in order to chase William, he stayed at work at the Chelsea team. However, William, who was concerned about Gunner's face, was embarrassed to do it, and kept avoiding his daughter Sophia.

Adding up these things, Gunnar is definitely the most loyal to William in their team.

After thinking for a moment, Christmas explained, "Don't you think she is a little innocent?"

"Are you kidding me? Dude, as long as it gets involved, no one is innocent," Gunnar shook his head, "If she wants to blame, she blames herself for being stupid. She has the guts to plant a bomb as soon as she is fooled, even though she never thought of killing anyone. , but the chaos caused by the egg bombing attack is far greater than killing a few people."

Zoe was as stupid as an idiot. It was a fact that she voluntarily planted a bomb after being fooled by someone. Christmas could only sigh silently, sitting on a chair silently, closing her clothes and closing her eyes to fall asleep.

Gunnar stood by the windowsill, staring at the opposite building and street with a telescope.