Confrontation in the abyss

One year later, at the international airport, a handsome young man was walking out of the airport lobby.He wears a pair of black sunglasses on his face. Although his eyes cannot be seen, one can guess from the bridge of his nose and lips that after taking off the glasses, he will surely fascinate many women. Diamond earrings, which did not make him look feminine, but added a bit of aristocratic atmosphere.His upper body was a casual khaki casual suit, and his dark blue jeans set off his slender legs.

At this time, a middle-aged man in his 40s came over, "Hey, young man, can I talk to you? I promise there is no malice."

"Okay, sir, I'll give you 2 minutes." The young man stopped jokingly, looking at his watch to indicate that he was in a hurry, but he spoke in a very patient tone.

"Your height and temperament are very suitable for being a model. This is my business card. Please accept it."

"Okay, thank you." The young man politely put the business card into his wallet.

"Can I buy you a cup of coffee and talk about it?"

"Sorry." The young man looked at his watch, "It's already two minutes."

At this moment, a glamorous woman in a black suit came over, "Dean? Mr. Yang, I've been waiting for you for half an hour, and you still have the leisure to chat with people you don't know?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, Layla. This gentleman seems sincere."

"Then my waiting is insincere?" Leila raised her brows and looked at the middle-aged man, "Hello, sir. This is Dean Yang, the heir of the well-known jewelry company Yang in New York, he You don’t need to be a model, a singer, an actor, and you earn more than 500 million a year, my suggestion is that you should look for other candidates who are willing to pose in front of the camera.”

"Ah, I'm really sorry." The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed.

On the contrary, Dean is still polite, "I have heard about your company, which has discovered many potential models. It is known as the dream factory of the fashion industry. If there is an opportunity to look forward to cooperating with your company, of course it will be in the jewelry show aspect."

"Ah, thank you!"

Leila's patience has been worn out, and she hooked Dean?Yang's arm, taking him away.

Sitting in the car, Leila crossed her legs, "How do you feel?"

"Very good." Dean took off his sunglasses. There was a two-centimeter scar on his forehead. It wasn't hideous, but it added a sense of mystery to his facial features.

At this time, a slightly cold voice came from his ears.

"Officer Zhou Cho, how effective is this new communicator?"

"It's perfect." The young man stroked the diamond jewelry on the earlobe with his fingers and raised the corners of his lips.

"So today's dinner, I wish you good luck."

Yes, sitting in the car with Dean at the moment?Yang's almost identical young man is Zhou Chou.

After the explosion a year ago, Zhou Cho woke up in the hospital.He was scarred from the heat from his left shoulder to his chest, and his ribs were broken when he hit the ground, among other bits and pieces.When Gwen and the others arrived, they were shocked to see him lying there bloody and bloody.Gwen thought he was going to die, but he was the least injured and the only survivor in the explosion.

"Hey, brother!" Gwen waited for him outside the ward for four whole days, and when Zhou Choo opened his eyes, he saw this guy's extremely haggard face.

"Is this heaven...or hell..."

"This is the world."

A month later, Zhou Cho's injury improved.The head of Interpol's New York branch came to see him in person.

At this moment, apart from colleagues, there is also an elderly man in his 60s—Yang Jin—beside Zhou Cho's bedside.

That explosion, his only son Dean?Yang was severely burned and died after three days of excruciating pain.This is a fatal blow for the elderly.He wants nothing now but to avenge his son.

He provided Interpol with a large sum of money in order to find the perpetrators who planted the bomb and bring him or them to justice.

"As a businessman, I have always been careful not to get involved in those shady transactions. I want my business to be as pure as my diamonds. But even so, my son is..." The old man mentioned this Suddenly, the body trembled and tears fell.

Zhou Cho was the only one who survived the explosion at that time. Except for the severe damage to his face, it was a blessing in misfortune to be alive.

"I'm sorry, sir."

Zhou Choo remembers Dean?Yang, that is a young man like a jewel, gorgeous but not extroverted, his life should be simple, but he is fascinated by a dangerous woman.

"But now you can help me."

"help you?"

"I want you to be my son—Dean. Yang can help you get close to those arms dealers, and you can collect information from them..."

"Wait... how can I become your son?" Zhou Cho felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird, because in addition to the team leader Gwen, there was also Owen, the head of the New York branch, in his ward?Lister.

"Your face needs revision surgery, and the doctor can make you look like Dean."

"What?" Zhou Chouyang raised his tone, looked at Gwen and Liszt, "This... Mr. Yang, is he overly sad?"

Owen?Liszt made a gesture to signal Zhou Choo to listen to Mr. Yang.

"Maybe you didn't realize that you and Dean are surprisingly similar. You both have type A blood, and your height is 180 cm. Dean knows four languages, and you master two more languages ​​than him. Dean can play the piano, but he only learned it for three years, that kid is not interested in piano. And according to my research on you, your mother is a pianist living in America, and she also taught you piano before she died... ..."

"That's enough..." Zhou Choo closed his eyes, "Even so, I can't really become Dean? Yang! So many people know him, and he's going to be cheated!"

"So after the operation, I'll teach you all the people Dean knows, their habits, the way they talk."

"God... How could I agree to this ridiculous..."

"Your parents died in a car accident, but the perpetrator escaped and has not been found yet. And I already know who he is. If you are willing to help me, I will tell you the answer."

"What?" Zhou Cho was stunned.

"I bet, I am the only one in this world who knows who he is. You can seriously consider whether to agree to my request." Mr. Yang left the ward with a cane.

Zhou Zhao looked at Gwen, "Is there nothing wrong with my head? He wants to make me look like Dean? Yang? He also used my mother's car accident to blackmail me?"

"It's not that bad." Gwen shrugged her shoulders. "At least that Dean is a handsome guy. As Dean Yang, you can still enjoy a luxurious life that you never enjoyed before."

"Gwen!" Zhou Choo was furious, and because of this, the wound was involved, and he fell back on the bed.

"CHOW, I know that Mr. Yang's idea is ridiculous. When he contacted me at first, I found it hard to accept. But after I calmed down, I thought again, maybe this is really a good idea." Owen?Liszt is about 50 years old and has been with Interpol for nearly 30 years.He has solved many cases and arrested many drug lords and arms dealers. His head was once the TOP10 reward on the black market.Even though he is not as brave and invincible as he was when he was young, he still has the trust of the entire New York branch for his strategizing.Just like at this moment, there was a quiet and wise light in his eyes.

"What..." Zhou Tiao frowned. He didn't expect Owen, the head of the branch he had always admired?Liszt also thinks this is a good idea?

"We need someone who can enter that world, instead of standing outside the world of people like Anson and Eva. You and I can't even imagine how many single arms transactions are made in the world every year, and how much money is involved. I have never I thought about destroying that world, because it is a fantasy. What we are doing now is to keep the smoke of that world from affecting our lives and the lives of other ordinary people."

"So? According to you... If you want to maintain a balance, once I become that Dean? Yang, will I have to play this role until I die?" Zhou Zhao felt that he was dreaming.

"Of course not. You should already know about the MASSIVE consortium. This consortium has many industries, and the breadth of this consortium is comparable to that of Lorenzo's family. And it is obvious that MASSIVE is trying to replace Lorenzo's position in the arms world, although the first two rounds of competition have failed. It failed, but next time none of us can tell."

"So we Interpol are on the side of Lorenzo's family? So we are actually the same as criminals?" Zhou Cho began to get excited, and Liszt's words subverted all his beliefs in this organization, and he even doubted the end What is abnormal is the world or himself.

"Well, let me tell you this. Anson Lorenzo is a lunatic, he makes money, he burns money, he enjoys life, but his greed has a bottom line, although his position is different, but he has the same point of view as us, that is balance. But Once you change a guy, maybe the world will become more chaotic, do you think it will be better? Maybe we will sacrifice a lot more companions every year to arrest those guys than today. Our operation this time has only one purpose, which is Find out who is the boss in MASSIVE. Find this guy and get him before he turns the world upside down. You can disagree with me about Anson Lorenzo, but shouldn't the real boss of MASSIVE be caught ?That guy killed Mr. Yang's son, planning to send missiles to other countries, and even tomorrow he may sell nuclear weapons to other countries. When the time comes when there is no check and balance, it's not you who pretends to be Dean? Yang It can be solved." Liszt paused, and seemed to have made a lot of determination before he said, "Remember Mary? Cohen and Vincent..."

"Remember, they are in the same group as me."

"They used to be in the same group as you." Liszt emphasized the word "used to be", while Gwen frowned, showing a faint look of pain.

"What's wrong..." Zhou Cho had a bad premonition.