Lord of the Heavens Fate

"I often say that treating a car is like treating people!"

Officer Takoni said.

He stood outside the iron gate, looked at Frank who came out, and looked at the new BMW car outside, and said meaningfully.

Frank glanced at Officer Taconi. He didn't know him, but he saw the police car behind his BMW.

Put on a proper smile, he said.

"I quite agree, officer."

He opened the door.

"It's rare that you, a foreigner, know French humor, Mr. Frank!"

Officer Takoni stared closely at Frank's eyes.

"Will know the smile, the appropriate benefit! Go out to drag racing?"

The sudden question did not disturb Frank, and he smiled.

"Unless prohibited by the law, do you want to come in for a cup of coffee?"

Officer Takoni paused.

Sometimes the best performance is the biggest problem.

But Frank is a special force, the elite of the elite, this sentence does not apply to him.

He has just seen that the license plate number on that BMW is not what he was looking for, although its tail number is also 06.

Officer Takoni took a deep look at Frank.

The police are going to show evidence. Without evidence, it is difficult to apply for a search warrant.

Officer Takoni looked at the room behind Frank and smiled.

"Thanks, but I still have a lot of cars to check, 88!"

"It is quite a lot."

Officer Taconi walked out, and Frank followed.

Officer Takoni said while walking.

"The black BMW BMW735 produced in 1999, the license plate is 06, some people in this area like this car very much, you should have seen, they wear high-level suits, come from Italy, the young girl is precious, the makeup is gorgeous, the mafia. ····· A robbery happened, the car escaped, and the driving skills were very cool! "

Officer Takoni's expression was relaxed, and the last sentence seemed to be casually mentioned.

Frank's face remained unchanged.

"Open 1999 black BMW735?"

"The license plate is 06."

Officer Takoni looked at Frank, and Frank smiled, as if finally knowing why Officer Takoni came to him.

Impeccable!

Officer Taconi knew he had met his opponent.

They have walked to the side of the BMW.

Officer Takoni turned around and looked at the brand new BMW.

"Have you entered the city recently?"

"No."

"I like Nice, food, grilled fish is delicious."

Yesterday's robbery took place in Nice. For another test by Officer Taconi, Frank just smiled and made a listener.

Seeing this, Officer Takoni directly released the big move.

"Someone said he saw the robbery black BMW car here, the license plate is 817NTS06!"

"Here?"

Frank raised his eyebrows slightly, and seemed a little surprised, but there was no trace of confusion.

Officer Takoni stared closely at Frank, but did not see anything suspicious.

Slightly, he suddenly smiled.

"It's the highway here, but only you have a black BMW like this here near the highway. Well ... maybe it's not necessarily that he's wrong."

At the end of this road is this little building of Frank, which is a one-way road.

Frank's face remained unchanged, but he was already thinking.

Yesterday, on the way back from "Delivery", he used the small organ on the license plate to have already changed the license plate number. It stands to reason that no one can see the license plate number on this road.

"possible."

Frank nodded.

"But there may be some grudges between that person and me!"

"Really?"

Officer Takoni's expression slightly changed, and he heard Frank's tone seem to be different.

Frank smiled helplessly.

"I am a foreigner after all!"

"It's so coincident that that person also happens to be a foreigner. Listening to the tone, he should be an Asian!"

"Asian?"

Frank's heart moved.

Don't know why, he suddenly thought of the robber who was the only one who survived yesterday. He is an Asian!

Will it be him?

A real robber called the police, just to give him his car?

Is there such an operation?

His mind could not help but feel a little embarrassed. With his thinking, he could not think of any reason why the Asian-American should do this.

But the instinct developed over the years has made Frank think that the Asian is very suspicious.

Frank believes in his instincts!

It was these intuitions that made him survive many times in danger.

Is it because I did n’t take his order?

Frank thought the reason was ridiculous, as if ten thousand beasts were running in his heart.

Shouldn't it be like this?

Officer Takoni looked at Frank, who was lost in thought, knowing that he had finally found a breakthrough.

He didn't say much anymore, waiting quietly.

After half a ring.

Frank said.

"Maybe you can find the Asian."

He smiled and said in a joke tone.

"That Asian?"

Officer Takoni took a deep look at Frank.

"I will find it."

Frank had a smile on his face.

"Are you sure you want a cup of coffee?"

Officer Takoni shook his head.

"No, UU reading www.uukanshu.com. Maybe I will come for a coffee later."

"welcome any time!"

The two of them kept their hearts together.

Officer Takoni left directly.

Frank turned back.

Just walked to the door, and suddenly the phone came.

He took out his phone and pressed to answer.

There was a voice on the phone.

"Lubo gave me your phone number."

Lubo is his working contact.

"Speak directly if you have anything!"

"I am looking for a courier master!"

"When?"

"Tomorrow!"

Frank frowned slightly, and he looked at the police car he had just left.

Ponder for a moment.

"Sorry, I don't want to take orders recently."

He eventually quit the job.

Frank is not quite sure how the police are handling the case, but he knows that if it is the FBI of each country, he should already be under surveillance at this time.

Although he provided a message to Officer Taconi, this does not mean that he was completely out of the previous robbery.

Four robbers, except for the robber boss who was killed by Fang Mu, three were wandering outside, and there was no trace of debt worth 20 million.

Under such circumstances, as long as Officer Taconi did not find Fang Mu in a day, Frank knew he would never be able to escape his attention.

He is a very cautious person, it is impossible to still take orders at this time.

The person on the other side of the phone listened, and it was a little uncomfortable, but he didn't say much. He just hung up the phone.

The underground delivery man is not just Frank.

Frank returned to the room and continued to drink his coffee happily, not knowing what he missed.