Chapter 1644: Belmore: Let them explore the road first! ~

At the same time, in front of the Moscow Metropolitan Hotel.
Looking at Carl Cyan, they left, the police chief in front of the hotel, Chekhov, snorted "dog shit" and continued to direct the police officers on the scene to conduct a search investigation.
Suddenly, a police officer took the mobile phone and walked to the person in charge. He saluted: "Sir, the secretary's phone!"
"Secretary?" Chekhov took a moment and took the call. "Hmm," after two voices, shouted "What", then silenced for a moment and said: "...well, I know." ""
Chekhoff hangs up the phone, returns the phone to the police officer, and picks up the contactor. "All people pay attention, stop searching immediately, and retreat!"
Next to Chekhov, Zhongsen Yinsan heard a brief glimpse of Chekhov’s words, then quickly walked to his front and asked with amazement:
Wait, Mr. Chekhov, what are you talking about? You Moscow police Is it time to close the team?"
"Yes." Chekhov nodded and his face was a bit ugly. "The Secretary just called, and said that the thief Kidd and Lubang III have all escaped. The exhibition hall should be safe here, so let us take the team back. Put the police force in a place where it is more needed..."
"What? How can you do this?" Zhongsen Yinsan was excited and argued. "The strange thief Kidd had not had time to implement the theft plan before, but he fled because of the two inexplicable guys. He was getting out of the way." In the future, maybe I will return to here and start with his goal..."
Zhongsen Yin did not finish, and Chekhov had interrupted: "Well, Zhongsen police officer, you don't have to say it again! I have already said, this is our caller, I can't resist."
"Maybe you can talk to our director, he may change his mind!"
Chekhov’s words, and the words of many Moscow police officers were also heard in the liaison. Chekhov no longer paid attention to Zhongsen Yinsan, and yelled at the liaison:
"Okay, don't quarrel! This is the order of the headquarters, immediately clean up and retreat!"
Soon, the police packed up and left.
Not long after, several engineering vehicles drove to the warehouse near the Metropolitan Hotel. A group of people in overalls got out of the car. After checking the situation in the warehouse, they took out the mobile phone and reported: "President Fukuda, we checked. The situation in the warehouse is the same as that of Yunwen. Here, maybe there is a secret room..."
"That's good, you can start working right away. Remember to be fast." The voice of Futian Qing came from the phone.
"Okay, Mr. Fukuda." The person holding the phone should sigh and then whisper. "But, President Fukuda. In case we dig halfway, the policeman or the Moscow mafia came. if……"
"Don't worry, they are very busy today, no one should go there."
The voice of Futian Qing came: "...The news that Dornino was killed has spread throughout Moscow. Some people who have been crushed by Dombino have started to test the Moscow Mafia. They are going to be busy soon. If you have a bad time, where is the time to manage you?"
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Tokyo City, Mihuamachi.
At 8:30 in the evening, a roof near Shu Yunwen's villa.
Belmoud held his hand on the security guard wall and moved back and forth with his telescope. He looked at the three cat-eyed sisters who appeared in the camera with a smile on their faces:
"Hehehe... I thought who it was. It turned out to be three kittens who like to steal things. It shocked me. I thought that the priest knew that I would come, and arranged people to wait for me." ......"
"... In other words, the goals of these people are obviously in addition to the home of the spiritual master. Is there anything in the home of the spiritual master that is worthy of their shot?"
Belmoud thought about it, put down the telescope, slammed his hair, then took out a cigarette, a lighter from his pocket, lit a sip in his mouth, just picked up the lighter, but saw another roof. When I came to tears, I found something like it. I turned my head and looked at Belmoud’s position.
Belmod’s pupils shrank and grabbed the telescope and smirked at the corner of his mouth, making a chuckle:
"...It’s not the famous thief three sisters. The intuition is not generally sharp. But it’s just right. I don’t know if there is any weirdness in the house of the spiritual master. It just allows them to explore the road first...

Belmold groaned in his heart, then took a deep breath and spurted a cloud of smoke...
......
"What? Is there a small gang that provokes our stronghold?"
At 1:30 in the afternoon, in the moving car in Moscow, Carl Sinen held a mobile phone in his hand, his face was black and terrible: "...the little chop... After I solved the trouble here, I will definitely They are torn into pieces one by one!"
Carl Sean whispered, and then told the phone again: "...tell the little leader of the stronghold, let him hold it for me, the stronghold can't fall! As for the car, you don't have to shoot it!

When Carlsien finished speaking, he immediately hanged up the phone. The driver on the first officer immediately whispered: "The godfather of Carlsine, because of the gangs of the gangs, we have very few people who intercepted the sorcerer, and occasionally there are people. In the past, it was also blocked by the people living in the Kyrgyzstan... Also, according to the predictions of our headquarters experts, their final destination, ten is our headquarters..."
"What? Our headquarters?" Carl Cyan snorted. "What does he go to our headquarters?"
"Oh... this one..." The man hesitated a moment, then whispered, "...I also happened to hear that his six-year-old sister seemed to have been caught by us..."
Six or seven years old?
After hearing this age, Carlsien jumped two eyes and then whispered: "Hell! As long as everyone in the Mafia knows, I have no interest in the luoli of East Asian faces! I have recently targeted It’s the American Grace... Which idiot grabbed the individual casually?

Carl Sean groaned, and next to Ras, he smiled and said: "Well, Carl Cyan, don't want to be that much! They are not going to our manor headquarters? Then we will immediately let the team change destinations, ahead of schedule. Go to the manor and wait for them..."
When Ras Mandarin fell, the man immediately slammed his voice: "Sorry, Mr. Russ. Relatively speaking, we are farther away from the manor, so we may be late..."
"Well..." Russ squinted at the ordinary, reaching out and touching the holy grail of the chest:
"Then speed up and get back as soon as possible!"
First set a small goal, such as 1 second to remember: