Daily life of an American TV drama agent

Just as Samorn joined Detective Carter and began to help the Swedes to forge the scene to prove that he had faked his death, on the other side of the city, the liar Hayden was walking struttingly on the streets of the slums.

When he passed by a black guy, the guy immediately noticed his gaze and gave him a flattering smile. Hai Deng walked up to him, without saying a word, took out a ten-dollar bill and extended it to the black guy. In front of his son, the black boy quickly grabbed the money and left a tattered baseball in his hand.

Hayden still said nothing, put the baseball in his pocket and left quickly. The whole process included staring at each other at the beginning and ended in less than 30 seconds. The homeless people on the street were still singing and dancing to hip-hop music. Anyone knows that a business worth 4 million US dollars has just been completed here.

"Do you think this is okay?" Samn smeared ketchup on the Swede's face a few times and made a pose with his hand.

Carter held his cell phone and carefully examined the photo he just took for a long time. He shook his head in disappointment: "I think it still doesn't work. It looks too unnatural. We need to create a feeling that he died directly after being shot. Only In this way, he will not be pursued by HR and CIA people."

"Okay then," Samn helplessly rescued the Swede from the ground: "How about this, I'll throw the ball to you now, and after I throw it to you, you can fall down immediately after feeling the pain, Qian Don’t do any unnecessary movements, okay?”

The Swede rubbed his arm which was kowtowing on the ground: "Can we not go to such trouble?"

In order to take a photo of fake death and send it to their undercover in HR to fool the top management of HR, the Swede has been pressed to the ground and thrown to the ground more than ten times, and his bones are almost broken, but the two chicks in front of him are Still dissatisfied, he asked him to continue filming. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that these two chicks had guns in their hands, and there was a very powerful ruthless person behind him who had already dispatched a killer for him, he would have found a way to escape by now. gone.

"No, Ron said, this photo must be perfect, without any flaws. Otherwise, they will definitely not let you go."

"But……"

Just as the Swede was about to retort, the thumping of footsteps came closer and closer, and Ron walked in again: "There's nothing wrong with that. You have to know who you are provoking. They are not just the Los Angeles police you originally thought. They are all CIA undercover agents who have assumed the identity of police officers. Do you know what will happen if you mess with the CIA? You will not be able to stay in the entire America and Europe. You can only go to the tribes in the tropical rain forests of Africa, or India, where there are so many people. Only in a third world country can you hide your identity and continue to live an ignoble existence."

"How could the CIA be the CIA? They are obviously my colleagues! Could there be something wrong in the middle?" Carter murmured in disbelief.

Ron glanced at him, took out a small paper ball from his pocket, and threw it at Carter's feet: "At first, I didn't believe that the Los Angeles Police Department could be penetrated to this extent by the CIA, but I believe that no one can They lied through their own teeth. Just now I pulled out one of their teeth without asking them a question. Even though all the teeth were pulled out, they did not change their story. If in this situation, they can still continue with their strong will. If they lie to me, then I admire them for being a man."

Carter's hand trembled as he opened the ball of paper, and then he dropped it on the ground. Several small white objects inside fell all over the floor. Under the moonlight, Summer recognized that these objects should be human teeth. Unlike Carter, when she saw this, she not only did not feel scared, but excitedly took out her notebook from her pocket and wrote down Ron's move.

"I understand. Is tooth extraction still so effective? I must write it down, write it down."

"Remember, the secret is to never anesthetize them and give them a sip of vodka every time a tooth is removed. The burn from the alcohol will continue to irritate their delicate nerves."

Carter looked at his godson learning the Living Satan No. 1 and No. 2, and couldn't help but interrupt their good teaching atmosphere: "What should we do now? Are we going to let people from the CIA continue to infiltrate our Los Angeles Police Department? ? In this case, what is the difference between us and a puppet at the mercy of the CIA? They don't care at all how many murders have occurred here, nor how many people have destroyed their families because of drugs. They only care about how they can make money. More money, that’s just not what police should be doing.”

"I agree with you, but I have to say that even I can't do anything to them now," Ron spread his hands and said calmly: "They all first joined the CIA, and then applied for Los Angeles as individuals. The Police Academy, where people become police officers through examinations, and they do not know each other beforehand, are only activated when needed, so we cannot follow the clues and catch them all.

What's more troublesome is that the confession I just forced out and the emails on this guy's computer are all evidence that is not recognized by the court. Using this method to kill them is simply wishful thinking. "

"So my suggestion is that we might as well write down this account first, and then continue to collect more evidence until the evidence can completely convict them, but before that, there is one very important little thing to do, and that is to make money He’s a big deal.”

When she heard the word making money, Samn's eyes immediately lit up. Under Ron's influence, she also became interested in the sport of making money: "Are you talking about the $4 million baseball game? But wasn't the boss already there just now? Did you say you were bought by a black guy?"

"Yes, that baseball has really been sold. I thought it was the same worthless thing as the previous ones. The guy who bought the baseball seemed to be from the slums in the city center. I have never seen it before. But I'm afraid he can't help you find that child." The Swede quickly added.

"Who said I was looking for that kid?" A strange smile suddenly appeared on Ron's face.

"I know, Hayden must have joined that kid to take away the baseball by now. We have to go find Hayden now, right?" Samn quickly raised his hand to answer.

Ron still shook his head: "I just wanted to understand something when I was outside. When Reese pretended to be a patient to contact Hayden, his phone had already been hacked. At that time, we all thought he was going to kill him. Someone did it. Now that we know that the person who is going to kill him is the CIA, we all understand one thing. If the CIA wants to kill someone, there is no need to go to such trouble. So the question is, who is the person who hacked into his phone? Woolen cloth?"

"Did you mean..." Carter seemed to have thought of something and opened his mouth in disbelief.

Ron nodded appreciatively at her: "Yes, I'm talking about his girlfriend who is also a liar. So far, three of the four parties in this game have appeared, us, Hayden, and the CIA, But she, who is also a liar, has not made any moves so far. This is not consistent with common sense at all. You know, in terms of cheating experience, he has more experience than Hai Deng. The only explanation is that she has already made a move. , and we didn’t notice or ignored her actions.”

Ron's eyes burst into light. Because of her weak female appearance, Hayden's girlfriend had been ignored by them. Ron was even beginning to doubt whether she was the one behind everything, and used hypnosis to give Hayden a plan. The hint of making a lot of money and casual chatting helped him choose the target.

"Then you mean we don't have to worry about Hayden or anyone else now, and we can just follow his girlfriend to find the 4 million baseball?" Samn's eyes turned into the shape of swords.

"Of course, this is the best way at the moment, isn't it?" Ron smiled: "Of course, Hai Deng can't completely ignore it, but I believe it's enough for Rise to protect him alone."

After a tiring night, the sky was getting brighter. On the same side street in old Los Angeles, next to the same little black boy with dreadlocks, a brown-haired woman suddenly stopped and looked at him as she passed by. There was no one around, so she quickly took out a 100-dollar bill from her pocket and put it into the black boy's cardboard box.

Then a magical scene appeared. The black boy took out an old baseball that was exactly the same as the one he had given to Hai Deng from his pocket and put it into the woman's hand.

The woman glanced at the baseball in her hand, with a satisfied smile on her face. Just as she was about to stuff the baseball into her handbag, her wrist was grabbed by a strong hand.

"Thank you, madam. If it weren't for you, I don't know when I would find this treasure. Thank you." I gracefully snatched the baseball from the woman's hand. The woman struggled a few times, trying to get the baseball back, but in vain. .

Are you kidding me? This is Ron.

"That's mine, I bought it from this kid for $100! You can't take it away!"

"Really? You actually spent 100 dollars. Yesterday, a stingy guy spent only ten dollars here and bought one exactly like yours. You must have been deceived by this kid." Ron turned to look at the black child , scolded: "I didn't expect you to start being a profiteer at a young age."

The black child is crying but has no tears left, what can he say? You can't say that you have a remote-controlled bomb strapped to your body (two large batteries have a digital watch strapped to them, which shows how important reading is). Whether you live or die depends entirely on the mood of this handsome man, right?

"That's my thing too, and I'm happy to pay a high price for it! Give it back to me!" The woman struggled even harder, and was even ready to bite Ron's arm, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she was stuffed into a cold pipe. , and when he lowered his head and saw it, it turned out to be a revolver!

"How about I buy you this baseball with this?" Ron showed the yellow bullet in front of the woman: "Although his single shot price is only 0.7 US dollars, please believe that my shooting skills are definitely worth the price. .”

"No, never, it's yours now!" Almost instantly, the woman made a choice between her life and a baseball worth 4 million. Ron nodded with satisfaction and put the baseball into the corner. Throwing her, another beautiful woman caught her.

"Now it's yours. Take it to the auction house to exchange for money. Keep 400,000 for yourself, and transfer the rest to this card. I'll leave first."

Ron threw a bank card at Samn, let go of Hayden's girlfriend, and walked back to the car alone.

It's not that he doesn't want to take care of the CIA's affairs, but he doesn't have enough evidence for the time being. As it is now, leaving the matter to Detective Carter, who seems to care very much, seems to be a good choice.

Besides, Ron has more important things to do today. Today is the day when Dan takes his son to visit Caltech. Although he is Sheldon's classmate, Ron has a good relationship with him. After all, Dan was very good at it back then. Do homework for Ron.

It's not that Ron doesn't know how to do it, it's just that it saves time and allows him more time to pick up girls and train. Of course, Ron also introduced several girlfriends to Dan in return.

"It's not this, it's not this..." In the small plaza of Caltech, the Leonard trio were trying to distinguish Dan from the crowd, but before Dan could be found, they found Ron first.

Howard was surprised: "Ron, why are you here?"

"From the whisper of Raj who just passed by me, I can tell that I have the same purpose as you. I am also looking for Dan. I said, no, guys, you are still struggling with Sheldon and Dan. Why break up?"

Ron looked at the three helpless scientists in front of him and said with some humor.

"We're just here to have fun. If Leonard is curious, we think this should be a sign of jealousy." Raj said gloatingly, and Leonard's face turned red from being squeezed by the two.

"I don't! I'm just curious about what happened to them? As Sheldon's good friend, I think I have reason to help him clear up his misunderstanding."

"Actually, I'm also very curious about this question, but we should know the answer soon." Ron spotted a familiar Asian figure in the crowd and waved to her enthusiastically: "Dan, here, I'm Ron. Remember me? Sheldon’s brother.”

"Of course I remember, it was all thanks to you that I was able to marry Wendy. I just invited you when we got married, but you didn't come. I thought you had some objections to me."

Dan smiled and gave Ron a hug.

"Did you invite me when you got married? Why didn't I receive your invitation?" Ron was about to continue asking when he saw an awkward figure of his younger brother in the crowd and immediately understood what was going on: "Okay, I I probably understand what happened. It should be that the invitation you gave me was deliberately thrown away by some bad guy, which made me miss your wedding. But I think he will apologize to you personally, right? Sheldon !”