Confrontation in the abyss

"I'm not the Dean I used to be."

"Of course you're not the old Dean. The old Dean was a flamboyant young man with no bad intentions. He liked flashy things and attention. But now Dean is calm, self-possessed, elegant, and decent. I can find many Complimentary words to describe you. Some essential things have been replaced, no matter how much like Dean you are in many small actions."

Zhou Cho thought his heart would be beating wildly, at the moment when the diorama was about to be torn apart.But Zhou Zhao was unexpectedly calm, which seemed to be the result he had longed for.

"I like you better now." Eva reached out and picked a small white flower and put it between her nose, "My Eva? Hovsky has experienced too many ups and downs in his life, and there are many moments of life and death. I also read people Countless, I can see clearly who is plotting against me."

Zhou Cho covered his eyes and pulled his lips. Did he find out that he entered Lippmann's mansion through Eva?

"When you pressed my wound, you were genuinely afraid that I was going to die. If you let me bleed to death or you put another bullet in my head, no one would know who killed me, and you could keep it Your secret. But you don't. You want me to live." Eva smiled faintly, "Why?"

"Probably, I really regard you as a friend. But you don't need a friend."

"It doesn't matter what purpose you have, and it doesn't matter who you are," Eva's palm covered Zhou Chip's cheek, "I hope you live. Because you are dead, no one will say stupid things about treating me as a friend." gone."

Zhou Cho was stunned, and Ai Wa chose to remain silent about her doubts about her identity.

"There is only one thing, I can settle for you whoever you provoke, because I owe you my life. But if that person is Anson Lorenzo, I will be powerless." Eva looked into Zhou Cho's eyes, the strength of these words There is no doubt.

"I... will remember your advice."

Walking out of the hospital gate, Zhou Choi let out a long breath.He made a phone call to his team leader, Gwen.

"I need to rest, Gwen. Get in shape."

"Understood." Gwen paused, there was a tacit understanding between them, when Zhou Cho said that he needed to rest, it was the time for him to rest.

He wanted to take a break from everything in New York, his organization, his responsibilities.He wants to return to Zhou Tiao at a time and place that no one knows.

A person can never fully become another person.

That day, Zhou Chou completely handed over his work. After the board meeting, he packed his personal belongings in the office.

After Leslie knocked on the door and came in, she leaned against the door and looked at him.

"You look like you've been kicked out of the board."

Zhou Cho raised his eyes and smiled, putting away all his things, he leaned on the back of the chair and let out a long breath.

"It won't be gone forever, will it?"

"Just treat me as if I'm on annual leave. If I pretend to be someone else 360 ​​days a year, even a psychiatrist won't be able to save me." When Zhou Thou stretched his waist and handed over everything, he It feels so easy.

"I forgot to tell you, I handed over the information in the flash drive to the superior. The cooperation between Carter Lippman and Eva collapsed. His two shell companies in the West Bank and several in Brazil and Eastern Europe A smuggling channel has also been uncovered. When you come back from your annual vacation, this guy should quit your scope of work." Leslie's voice was always calm and self-possessed, and it was precisely this kind of unwavering tone that wandered around Zhou Chi's There is always some pressure on the brain nerves.

If possible, Zhou Cho would really like to go away and be at ease somewhere, as he said.

Maybe he has broken into the target circle now, and the information he can get is much more accurate and quicker than when he was just an Interpol before, but he suddenly became afraid, whether he will walk on the edge of that blade all his life? superior.Not to mention trembling, just afraid that he won't find the answer he wanted in the end.

"Happy annual holiday." Leslie held out his hand to Zhou Choo.

"Thank you."

This time, Zhou Chiu travels lightly.Does he know Dean?Yang's status, he should be sitting on a luxury flight and a luxury hotel.But this time he wanted to do it in Zhou Cho's way.

He booked an ordinary cabin to Australia's Gold Coast.This time, he was no longer wearing business shirts that cost thousands of dollars, but T-shirts that he bought in supermarkets that cost tens of dollars.Walking into the slightly crowded cabin, Zhou Cho found his seat and sat down.He opened the blindfold provided by the flight and slept while waiting for the flight to take off.

The flight time was not short. Although the seat was narrow and his legs could not be straightened, he felt comfortable all over when he thought that Anson Lorenzo would never appear in the economy class.

Cheap fruit juices and airplane meals are also delicious in Zhou Zhou's mouth.

After getting off the plane, Zhou Choo hailed a taxi and took him to the Watermark Hotel.

He took a good shower, and when he came out, he found a message on his phone.

Enjoy your day.

From Anson Lorenzo.Without any hesitation, Zhou Cho deleted the text message.

After taking a good nap, Zhou Cho came to the beach closest to the hotel.There are still more than ten days before the peak tourist season here, and the beach is basically full of locals, not too crowded.Zhou Cho rushed into the waves with his rented skateboard in his arms.

Today's wind is good, Zhou Thou gallops on the waves, shuttling on the top of the waves, feeling extremely comfortable.

When the sun was about to set, the tourists gradually dispersed, and the sea breeze was a bit chilly, so Zhou Thou went ashore and went back to the hotel, still full of enthusiasm.

At this time, in the Imperial Hotel in New York, a man in a pure white suit who seemed to be spotless was sitting at the dining table, looking out the window with his head propped up.There was a little smile on his lips, and he took a sip of coffee lazily.

"Richard, do you know why I'm wearing a white suit today?" The man casually looked back, and Richard was standing behind him.

"I don't know, sir." Richard's expression was very indifferent.

Anson raised his eyebrows and said, "Richard, watch more movies when you have time. Haven't you heard that line? 'White can make blood more vivid'."

"Oh, which movie is it from?"

Anson held his chin and thought about it very seriously, "Oh, I don't remember. It seems that I am old."

"Sir, I heard that only if a person always starts to recall things from a very long time ago, it means that he is getting old."

"Yes, I, Anson Lorenzo, live forever in the present moment."

A bodyguard in black walked up to Anson and told him, "Sir, Carter? Mr. Lippmann is here."

Anson's gaze turned to the hall. Carter came over in a silver-gray casual suit. His figure looked slender. Even Lippmann's house is now in constant negative news. Such an appearance makes people feel that he is still standing on the cloud.

"Hi, Carter." Anson showed his perfect and charming smile, and it was obvious that the other party didn't appreciate it.

"Is that you?" Carla opened the chair and sat down, asking straight to the point.

Anson's beautiful fingers tapped on the table, and his smile gradually turned into sadness, "I knew you would doubt me and waste all the good times we had. Although you and Eva will indeed have a certain impact on me, But to uncover your old background at such a speed, I have to admit that I don't have the power to act."

"Who else can you have?"

Just when the waiter came over to deliver the plates and cutlery to Carter, Carter's fingers clenched the knife tightly, as if the knife would fly over and stab Anson's mouth full of lies, which was overwhelming but full of lies.

"Have you forgotten MASSIVE? If Eva cooperates with you, it means that they have lost the opportunity to cooperate with Eva. MASSIVE has always been not very compatible with our Lorenzo family. You have taken away the ally they have always wanted to win, They can only take down your platform and regain their chance." Anson suddenly stood up and poured tea for Carter.Originally, this kind of thing should be done by the waiter, but Anson added a sense of affinity when he did it.

Richard twitched the corners of his lips. He knew what Anson's purpose was for approaching Carter like this - just to see if Carter really dared to stab him with that table knife.

What a nasty hobby.

After listening to Anson's explanation, Carter's fingers holding the knife relaxed.

Two bodyguards in black walked over a man pressing down on the left and right.Anson raised his hand, and Richard added a chair beside Anson for the man to sit down.

Carter recognized the man as one of his bodyguards.

"Anson, what did you bring my people here for?"

"Your man?" Anson put his arm on the man's shoulder, and the other man's expression flickered with a look of extreme fear. Anson said unhurriedly, "I said, Mr. Lancer, are you really just Carter? Lee Mr Pullman's?"

Lancer didn't speak.

Anson patted him reassuringly, "I know where you must have heard some negative rumors about me. For example, I would cut off the fingers of betrayers one by one and force them to eat them..."

Lancer's shoulders trembled.

"Those are just rumors. I have been committed to becoming a serious businessman, how could I do such a bloody thing? But..." Anson looked at Carter and said plausibly, "Carter? Mr. Lippman But not necessarily."

Carter instantly understood what Anson meant. This Lancer must be someone else's eyeliner next to him!In an instant, a surge of anger burned from his heart to his forehead. Without thinking, Carter grabbed the table knife and threw it at Lancer.

it's him!it's him!As a result, his reputation was ruined, and he was targeted by the economic crime department and the Interpol!

Richard's sharp eyes grasped the knife as soon as the tip of the knife touched Lanser.

Carter gritted his teeth and looked at Lancer, which made Lancer even more convinced that Anson said that Carter would never let him go.

"Do not kill me!"

Anson's voice was low, with a strong sense of delusion in the magnetism, "We don't want to kill you, but the fact that you came to meet me and Carter today may have reached the ears of that person, your wife and your two daughters What will happen? Now they are still under my protection, if you don't want to tell who that person is, I don't need to spend manpower and material resources to protect them."