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Chapter 59 Impersonation

Chapter 59 Impersonation
After doing a series of preparations, Ronan came to the sixteenth district.

The luxurious estate where the party is held is located next to the Bois de Boulogne, west of the city.

This is the place where many French literary works and painters have ambiguous sentiments.

Ronan parked the rented car, entered the observation tower on the small hill in the park, took out the binoculars, and looked at the target manor.

Inside and around the manor, the guards are extremely tight, and the security personnel are densely packed. It is too difficult to get in during the day.

Ronan carefully observed the incoming and outgoing vehicles. All the vehicles were parked in the parking lot on the west side. From this position, you could see the license plates of most of the vehicles.

After observing for a period of time, I found that seven or eight vehicles were specially used to pick up and drop off personnel.

Ronan wrote down the model and license plate number, as well as the clothes of the people inside.

There are more and more tourists in the park, and some people are walking towards the sightseeing tower.

After Ronan packed his things, he got off the tower and walked around the manor twice before leaving the [-]th district. He first went to a shopping mall to buy similar clothes, and then went to the [-]th district across the river.

Parkris-Saint-Galley lived in the seventh district. According to the information provided by Murad, Ronan was waiting for this French man under an apartment building.

The other party is busy with business, calling and answering the phone from time to time.

Ronan quietly followed.

Hunters must be patient.

In the middle of the afternoon, Parkris-St. Galli came to a hotel, entered the coffee shop on the side of the lobby, and ordered afternoon tea, obviously staying for a while.

Ronan checked the situation around the hotel and called the hired person to come over.

This hotel is close to the Seine River, opposite the [-]th Arrondissement, you must cross the bridge when coming from the other side of the river.

Ronan's target was the driver, and he quickly made a plan based on the terrain, and performed a self-rehearsal, and then found a location where he could see the bridge and the hotel entrance at the same time, and waited patiently.

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In the sixteenth district, a Citroen parked at the entrance of a luxury villa.

Jean-Claude got out of the car, led by the on-site police officers, and entered the basement of the villa together with the agents of the Security Bureau.

On the ground lay two corpses shot in the head. They were Murad and his son from Albania.

Jean-Claude's face was quite ugly, and he asked, "When did people die?"

Immediately someone answered: "Last night between midnight and one o'clock."

Jean-Claude nodded: "It was shortly after the attack on the Javier freight station."

The man pointed at the bodies of the two men, and said, "We investigated and tracked them all the way. According to the traces at the scene, the murderer brought Murad and his son into the villa, interrogated them severely, and then shot them dead."

Jean-Claude asked: "Is there any clue left?"

A technical agent said: "According to various judgments, it is determined that the attack on Paradise Street and the Javier cargo terminal was carried out by the same person. The suspect is a 28-year-old white man with brown hair. According to customs entry information, he arrived from Colombia yesterday afternoon. Bogota flew to Paris and his name was Ryan Brandt, a Canadian."

When Jean-Claude heard the name Columbia, he immediately thought of Billena Island.

The island of Villena is near the border between Colombia and Venezuela. It was a man and a woman who destroyed the raw material processing plant in Obia.

The man among them is this Ryan Brandt?
Judging from the time, he destroyed the factory and rushed to France immediately?

This is no ordinary person. There are so many people in the Albanian gang at the Javier freight station, and he was defeated by him alone!

Over fifty gangster shooters dead!
Jean-Claude was a field agent. Although he switched to a civilian job for a long time, his basic sense of smell is still there.

He was keenly aware that this person came here for the matter of Billena Island!

No one knows how much Murad was tortured and tortured. Ryan Brandt's next target is very likely to be the Obia Group, or even anyone in this industry chain.

Jean-Claude ordered his assistant: "Ryan Brandt is wanted immediately, search the entire Paris region, and find him immediately!"

"Yes!" The assistant hurried to contact.

Jean-Claude went out of the basement, found a quiet place to make a call, waited for the connection there, and immediately said, "Carl, Murad and his son are dead."

"What?" The other side was quite surprised.

Jean-Claude briefly explained the situation, and reminded: "This person is coming for us, please pay attention to safety. Also, I suggest you cancel the party at night. Now is an extraordinary time, in case of accidents... ..."

"No, no, Claude, the party can't be canceled, William Crave will be transferred back to the United States tomorrow." Karl Otto is an artist, but also a businessman: "His promotion is very important for our high-end brands to enter Washington. High society can play a great role in promoting!"

He didn't take it too seriously: "It's just one person, my security here is very good! Not to mention a large number of elite guards, there are highly professional agents around the main guests!"

Jean-Claude knew that it was impossible to cancel, but he couldn't be too cautious: "The security check must be the strictest! I will send you the image of that person in a moment, and if the target is found, it will be removed as soon as possible! "

Hang up the phone and have someone send Ryan Brandt's photo to Karl Otto.

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In Paris in winter, it was getting dark early. Miku approached the hotel in a Mercedes-Benz, and the sky was getting dark. According to the agreed plan, he drove the car directly to the front of the hotel, and pulled people back the same way.

But at the intersection of the one-way road leading to the hotel, a Peugeot knocked down a cyclist, and the two quarreled and blocked the road.

The traffic in Paris is heavy, and the pace of life and work is fast. It is unknown how many similar accidents occur every day.

Miku had no choice but to go around to the side of the only nearby hotel that was easy to park, park on the side of the road, and then call Parkris St. Galli and ask him to bring someone over.

After the phone call, someone knocked on the window outside, pointing to the wheel on the left front, reminding him of something.

Miku lowered the car window: "What's wrong?"

"Under the front tire..." Ronan made a sudden move, grabbed the opponent's neck with one hand, and hit the back of the neck with the other.

Miku was caught off guard, his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness.

Ronan injected him with the drug he bought in advance, dragged him out of the car, and threw him into the trunk of the rental vehicle. He changed into his suit and uniform as quickly as possible, packed the things he found, and quickly Pretending to adjust his appearance, he covered the person with a torn blanket, closed the trunk, and went back to sit in the driver's seat of the Mercedes-Benz.

The drug prepared by the black market doctor is enough to make people fall asleep until the middle of the night.

After waiting for about 5 minutes, Parkris St. Galli came with two young women in coats,

Ronan got out of the car, opened the rear door, and didn't speak.

Parkris St. Galli said to Ronan: "Thank you, Micoud."

The two women got into the car one after another, and Ronan realized that he knew one of them!

Under the coat, the one in the flight attendant uniform was an Air France flight attendant when she flew from Bogotá to Paris.

I remember someone approached me at the time, and she called herself Katharina.

Ronan recognized Katharina, but Katharina couldn't recognize Ronan who had changed his appearance.

Parkris-St. Galli warned: "Please send people here tomorrow."

Ronan was afraid of revealing his secrets, so he didn't dare to speak. He just nodded, got into the driver's seat, started the car and left.

Cross the Seine and enter the [-]th arrondissement.

The two women in the back seat had been chatting, asking each other how much they were making on the deal.

Both of them work part-time and have legitimate jobs. One is a flight attendant for Air France, and the other is a dancer for an art troupe.

They have a common topic, complaining that their work is too tiring, it is better to do part-time jobs to earn more money and make money faster.

Ronan is the driver, as if he didn't hear him, he drove in silence.

It was completely dark, and the Mercedes-Benz came to the gate of the manor.

Someone in a black suit with headphones came over and stopped the car for inspection.

At night, the lights are a bit dazzling.

The man glanced at the car and the driver's seat. The car was a familiar car, and the familiar face in the driver's seat was his own driver. He knocked on the window: "Miku, open the trunk."

Ronan pressed the button to open the trunk, and the other two in black suits, one looked at the trunk, the other opened the door to see if the woman in the car matched the registered photo.

Seeing his companion nodding, the black suit patted the roof of the car: "No problem, let's go."

The front crossbar was raised, and Ronan started the car and drove into the manor.

Walking through the front garden and arriving at the entrance of the villa, Ronan just stopped the car when someone came and opened the rear door, waiting for the two women to get out of the car, and led them into the villa.

Ronan got in the car, went to the parking lot on the west side, deliberately parked on the outside, and adjusted the front of the car.

There is an auxiliary building next to the villa, and other drivers go there when they get off.

Ronan also walked that way, and was about to sneak away on the way. When he saw a black suit with a headset in front of him entering the toilet, he followed.

There was no one else in the toilet, and Ronan meditated on Iron Claws, and when he passed behind the person, he suddenly shot and knocked him out.

The person was dragged into the barrier, placed on the toilet, and injected with a drug.

After taking off the nameplate of the security officer and putting it on, taking the walkie-talkie and headset, Ronan found another access control card and stuffed it in his pocket.

Lock the block door inside, flip to the side block to get out, and put on the headset connected to the walkie-talkie.

Things are going well for now, Ronan's main purpose tonight is to save people, try to sneak in, don't shoot.

When I went out to go to the backyard, I found another car came and stopped at the door of the big house. A woman in a goose yellow evening dress with high slits got out of the car and followed another middle-aged woman into the villa.

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