Chapter 10 Chapter 9: The Green Lizard Arrives

On Friday, the six Regents buildings in London welcomed the early morning sun.The big security guard who had spent the night patrolling the parking lot yawned as he walked back to the lighted duty room, raised his right hand in greeting to a colleague, and prepared to change shifts.When he took off his uniform, he heard the horn of a car, and looked through the window of the duty room, and saw a black BMW parked steadily in the parking space.Then, the front door of the car was opened, and a man with curly hair was looking around.When he met the man's gaze, the man bent over and smiled at him, and the security guard put on his uniform again wonderingly, watching him quietly.

The back door of the building was pushed open, and the assistant to the chief of staff walked towards the guests with light steps.The beautiful woman stretched out her slender right hand and held each other tightly, "Mr. Sanders?" "It's me, dear." The guest's tone was very friendly. The assistant in a men's suit smiled. She and Saunders looked at each other, looking at each other like lovers who have been separated for many years.Got it, a lizard lizard is more to her taste than a naughty kitten.The assistant lifted the mirror frame, paused and said, "Mr. Sanders, I hope to send you to see the director before he loses his temper."

Sanders stood on tiptoe and straightened the collar of his blue shirt like a gentleman, "Who would lose his temper when you are a beautiful woman by your side?" Unlike receiving Jonny last time, the assistant just sent Sanders to the penultimate floor, and then prepared to take the elevator down. Sanders didn't give up, he quickly stretched out his arm to block the elevator door, "If it's possible... I mean, I really want to have dinner with you, how about it, would you like to do me a favor?" The beauty pursed her beautiful lips and raised her lips towards the monitor. Before the elevator door was completely closed, she gave Sanders a quick right eye wink, as if to tell him, "Handsome boy, let's talk after the task is completed."

"It's not complicated at all. Who said London chicks are difficult to deal with? What a load of nonsense." Saunders whistled easily into the elevator, as if proud of the fact that he got a girl so easily.When he turned around, he found Director R standing in front of him. It seemed that he heard all the boasting just now. Chief R looked at him sternly, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.Was he angry that Sanders molested his men, or was he ashamed that his old friend had such a man?Maybe both.The majestic boss scolded Director T silently in his heart, "What the hell is this? Those boys under your command are either chimneys or scoundrels. Is this the famous 'Rainbow Team'?"

"Uh, hello. Director R, it's an honor to meet you." Sanders stretched out his right hand after recovering. The director did not move his big hand, he said to the guest with his hands behind his back: "Mr. Green Lizard, come with me." Sanders flicked his amorous right hand, tiptoed on his heels, licked his lower lip, and finally reluctantly followed into an office, which was the best place for R to have a private conversation with guests. The indoor light is much brighter than Director T's "boudoir".Sanders stared intently at the famous paintings on the wall. At the same time, Director R sat on the brown leather sofa, and there was only one pen on the thick red desk besides two telephones.Saunders began to wonder if the mountain of documents on T's desk was there just for show.

"Sit down, Sanders." The director pointed to the sofa next to the file cabinet and said, "I think you already know a lot about the situation. Let me talk to you directly about the tasks assigned to you." He said Move your wide pelvis so that you can sit more comfortably, "Last night our chief of staff and your colleague Mr. Jonny Reicher were monitoring suspects in a casino a few miles from here. A code sent, and he reported to me that he was following a suspect named Hammett. About ten minutes later - put that thing down! Mister Green Lizard, please focus!" Sanders was taken aback by the sudden roar, and he quickly put the crystal sculpture in his hand back to its original place.Then, I waited honestly and honestly.

Director R raised his fist angrily and slammed his fist at the desk, "Where do you think you are? Didn't T teach you the word 'rule'? Remember, you are not here as a guest, you represent The entire Central Intelligence Agency! If you want to continue to embarrass your headquarters, get out of here!" It may be that Raymond Sanders went too far, causing Director R to yell several times.At this moment, he missed Johnny Richa from the bottom of his heart. Although the kid had fought with him, at least Johnny's daily speech and behavior made people feel comfortable. Raymond was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, "You only mentioned Mr. Chief of Staff, but not Jonny Richa, so I think another suspect, Mokra, was also in the casino that night. Otherwise, the Chief of Staff and Johnny have no reason Acting separately, I guess, Hammett is just sending Mokra there, and he has no intention of trying his luck at the gambling table. Johnny monitors Mokra, and Mr. Chief of Staff is responsible for following the white gentleman. At the time of Meite, another car came. There were at least two or three people in the car. They were all armed with guns. To be exact, those people were the same as Hamet and Mokra, they were all members of the Six Finger Party .Because they were outnumbered, Mr. Kang Xin, the chief of staff, was captured alive by them. On the way, Kang Xin did not shoot because he did not want to reveal his identity without finding out the secret headquarters of the other party. During the time when he was hijacked by criminals, Johnny was also arrested. Although you didn't mention whether Johnny also sent you a contact code, I know that kid's personality well. When he gambles, no matter whether he loses or wins, he will always stay close to his opponent—— I think the counter could be Mokra, because gambling with him is the best way to get close to a suspect - talk comforting or painful crap to him. I know Jonny, that's how he is in hotheaded situations Captured. Is there a problem with my analysis, Mr. Director?"

The atmosphere calmed down with Raymond Sanders' coda. Director R was expressionless, he took a deep breath and sat back to his original position.Now he finally understands why T thinks highly of this silly boy, the silly stupid things he does are indeed emotionally high, but his logical analysis is first-rate.Before he finished speaking, he had already reported the whole story of the whole incident.Ha, that's amazing. Three fingers tapped lightly on the door of the office, and the knock on the door broke the silence of the two. Raymond Sanders spoke again, "Is it your right-hand man? He brought you good news. The GPS positioning system on the two agents has helped you a lot. And the task I am going to complete is alone Go to inspect the situation of the secret headquarters, and then report to you in time. If you are lucky, you may be able to rescue them..."

"Don't say a few words." Director R's funny expression at this moment is exactly the same as Director T's bitter face when he has nothing to do with Sanders. The director opened the door himself, and Raymond Saunders stopped talking, his eyes stared at the woman without blinking. Miss Gem walked in with a copy of the latest data.She was wearing a tight yellow sweater, blue denim shorts, and a pair of white high boots. Sanders could see her beautiful figure.For the next few minutes, Raymond sat perfectly still, his hands flat on his lap, obediently. "Director, this is where they are." Miss Gemstone pointed to the "O" mark on the drawing, Director R gasped, "The headquarters is here? These guys, thanks to them figured it out."

Marina nodded in agreement, and she asked, "Do you want me to act now?" "No, we'll talk tonight. You take this Mr. Sanders to the hotel right away." The director pointed at the silly boy who was laughing at the gem. Only then did Miss Gem stop her gaze on Sanders, and she lightly stepped forward to shake hands with him, "Marina, nice to meet you." "I'm really lucky..." Raymond glanced at Director R, who was staring at himself seriously, "Uh, I'm very happy too." Director R was afraid that Sanders would take the opportunity to flirt again, so he immediately interjected: "Okay, you two will sneak into the headquarters of the Six Finger Party at night as planned. Remember, no matter what the situation is, you must return to the Six Fingers immediately. Sanders, I know Blue Cat is your good partner, but favors belong to favors, and the mission cannot be delayed because of this, and you must not rescue him, so as not to overwhelm the enemy."

"I understand." Sanders pondered for a moment, "Just take some pictures?" "That's right, let's go with Marina." R waved to them. As soon as the office door was closed, a blank sheet of paper was spit out from the fax machine, R took it and read it softly, "Director R, I must apologize for Sanders in advance, I hope his overly dissolute behavior did not offend me. You are angry. Signature: T." He exhaled, shook his head, put the fax into the shredder, and turned on the power.The piece of paper turned into a "snowflake" in an instant, and finally, it became a pile of white powder. The director picked up the pen on the table and wrote on a fax paper: Honestly, I would really love to meet the rest of Team Rainbow and see what else is in your palette. Signature: R Mosquitoes make an obnoxious buzz as they linger over a gloomy basement with a swarm of red-headed flies.Jonny Richa woke up with a stabbing pain and looked up to find Mokra pinching his earlobe with his fingernails.That nasty black boy slapped Johnny several times in a row, and Mokra stopped the violence until the corner of his mouth was bloodshot. "Paul Levin!" The blackest member of the Six Fingers shouted loudly. Mr. Richa realized his situation only when he was fully awake. His limbs were tightly bound by a rusty iron chain, and his elbow and ankle joints were strangled by those thick iron guys.Due to being tied up for too long, a dark purple bruise appeared on the elbow. A ray of white light passed through the rusted iron gate, and Paul Levine appeared.The bloodshot eyes told Johnny that this guy didn't sleep well last night, maybe he was thinking about how to deal with this prey today.As soon as Mr. Richa turned his face to Mokra, he gave him a hard kick on the end of the spine with the toe of his shoe - it would have been a dying gift for any other guy. Johnny coughed a few times on his stomach in the dirty water.When he opened his eyes again, he found that his suit had been taken off, and his beloved lighter, cigarettes, and pistol that had never been used were all in the hands of the Six Fingers. The only thing that made him lucky was that the golden watch was still in his right hand . "I leave it to you." Mokra looked ahead, not caring about Jonny Richa who was suffering. While the black man closed the iron door, the basement fell into darkness again. Paul Levine muttered and turned on the light. A soft light shone on Johnny. Paul Levin approached him slowly with a whip in his hand.When Johnny rolled out of the sewage, he found that the ground was covered with blood, and it seemed that he had lost a lot of blood.However, due to the freezing temperature in the room, Mr. Richa couldn't know where the numb wounds were. The beard on the crooked face is gone, maybe it has something to do with his good mood today.He tore open Mr. Richa's stained white smoking shirt, and Paul Levin hissed enviously at his muscular back.The members of the Gambling Six Fingers Party lightly touched the steel needles on the whip. When Paul Levin raised the whip sinisterly, the blue cat stared at the corner of the wall, and at the same time clenched its teeth, trying to stop the impending arrival. Erase the pain from my mind. "Crack!" With a crisp sound, Johnny yelled heart-piercingly, and ordinary people couldn't bear that feeling.The wound on the back gradually opened, and the bright red blood overflowed the whole body through the epidermis.Before he had time to blink, another whip fell on his shoulder, and the blood-stained steel needle wiped his ear and retracted it.Johnny's face was ugly and his lips were pale.The sweat rolling down his forehead was as sudden as a summer rainstorm. "Is it comfortable?" Paul Levin asked him with a wicked smile. "Son of a son of a bitch!" Johnny gnashed his teeth, and he took another whip for the remark. Johnny lay limp on the ground.Suddenly, a familiar noise slid overhead.This is... what sound?It's all too familiar.However, no matter how much Mr. Richa recalled, he obviously didn't have time to care about voices.The crooked mouth next to him raised his whip again. For this agent in a difficult situation, another whip might kill him. "Wait, wait a minute." Mr. Rich gasped, trying to adjust his breath. "Paul Levin, I can give you all the money back. Not a cent, I swear." But in Joe In Ni's mind, what appeared was the image of Mr. Crooked Mouth being skinned alive by himself. Paul Levin laughed three times. He pointed his whip at Johnny, "Mr. Richa, do you think I'm mad about this?" "What do you mean?" Jonny Richter tried to buy time mentally, to prevent Paul Levine's next whiplash. "Do you think I don't know who you are, Mr. Rich?" With a crooked mouth, he dragged a wooden chair and sat comfortably on it.He looked down at Johnny, shook his head, and grinned, "I think, I should call you Mr. Blue Cat." The atmosphere in the basement became dull. Paul Levin didn't touch the whip again, and his small gray eyes flicked around Johnny.Jonny Richa was not surprised, on the contrary, he applauded that the other party knew his true identity.Because in this way, they would never be able to kill him.If they did, then CIA Director T and his colleagues would never let it go, and they would bring disaster for their stupidity.Johnny believed that the Six Fingers were not so stupid. He struggled to climb to a slightly clean ground, and then gradually relaxed his tense nerves.Johnny blinked regularly and did a few simple eye movements to make his dry eyes more comfortable. While taking a deep breath, he leaned towards Paul Levin, and asked straight to the point: "Did the six-fingered sage personally touch my old bottom?" Paul Levine smiled, "That's a good guess. The boss is a saint who knows everything." "So he hates me?" Johnny took the opportunity to breathe in the oxygen on the ground.He knew that it would be good for him to say some useless nonsense now, and he could say anything. "Well," the crooked mouth licked dry lips, "I think it's just a personal grudge." "In this way—let me be blunt—Mr. Paul Levin's brand really blows my mind." "Fart!" The crooked mouth was a little annoyed, but fortunately he didn't touch the whip, "People who mock me have never had a good end, you should suffer this crime today!" "Okay, I apologize." Johnny felt much more comfortable in his body, and his brain gradually became clear. Paul Levin in front of him reached into the pocket of his trousers and took out a cigarette, "Would you like one, Mr. Blue Cat?" "Why not?" Johnny straightened his arms with difficulty, pretending, "If you don't mind, don't call me 'Blue Cat'." Paul Levin didn't shake his head or speak, he just put the cigarette on his lips into Johnny's mouth.This simple action satisfied Johnny very much, and Mr. Richa felt that he could ask him more about the Six-fingered Saint when he was in a good mood. After taking two puffs of cigarettes, Johnny was much more energetic, and the wound on his back was no longer so painful. "Do you always bet that much?" he asked. "Sometimes." Crooked mouth lit another cigarette for himself. "I heard that the old man Sage really has six fingers." Crooked mouth and frowning, "Pay attention to your words." "You are really a loyal guard in the Six Fingers Kingdom." Richa joked relaxedly, "If you take money from someone, you have to eliminate disasters for them. Sometimes we are no different, Paul Levin." His tone sounded like a pity crooked mouth, which kept Paul Levine silent for a few minutes.After a while, he twisted his mouth and blew away the soot that fell on his pants unintentionally, and said simply: "Restraint has a limit. If it exceeds the limit, it is no longer a virtue. What do you think, Mr. Rich?" This time, Johnny was silent, he knew that the six-fingered demon had grown to hate his small talk.The basement was silent for a minute. The blue cat touched the wound on his back. He wanted to try whether he could straighten his waist, but he was stopped by Paul Levin because of his excessive movement. The crooked gambler bit his lower lip , looks funny, but is actually very cautious, "You'd better not embarrass me, kitten." "Okay." Johnny, who was about to sit up, fell back to his original position.He has maintained this posture for ten minutes, and this posture will cause the muscles in the waist to collapse.A crooked refusal was the worst possible punishment for Richa's wounds.In order not to make the enemy violent, he could only continue to find some chatterboxes, "May I know how you came here? I mean, became the subordinate of the Six-Finger Sage?" "I used to be a policeman." Johnny was quite surprised by Paul Levin's words. He twisted his mouth and ignored Johnny who was about to interrupt. He didn't seem to mind the other party talking about this topic, "corruption and bribery sent me to In jail. But the truth is I only got pocket money, and the damn judge gave me six years." "The 'Saint' himself bailed?" Richard asked involuntarily. Crooked mouth narrowed his eyes, "Mokra led me out of there, and he introduced me to the boss. At first he didn't want me, but later Mokra told him earnestly that I was an expert at opening safes, and he showed mercy accepted me." "Why, he doesn't like you?" "No, I got his appreciation." The crooked mouth looked very proud, as if he hadn't entered the wrong business. At this time, the iron door was pushed open again.A man in black stood there and raised his chin towards Paul Levin, then left without closing the door. Paul Levine extinguished his cigarette and said to Johnny, "Let's go, it's time." Johnny nodded slightly, and he spit out the cigarette butt, "Can you help me? I can't stand up." "Don't try to play tricks with me." Paul Levine took out the pistol vigilantly, and gently grabbed Jonny Richa with the other hand.As soon as Mr. Blue Cat stood up, he fell to the ground because the other party touched his wound. While screaming for pain, he said angrily: "A good hand who picks a safe is also a disgrace to the nursing world!" "Little stupid cat, you shouldn't be looking for me as a caregiver at all." Paul Levin kept a pistol at an arm's distance from Johnny, watching him get up from the ground silently. The west window of Room 1023 at the Doron Hotel was open, and Raymond Saunders was alone there smoking, or rather meditating.Looking back at the room for a second time, Raymond seemed to feel that Jonny Richa was patting him on the shoulder and handing him a cigarette, and Marina's voice brought him back to reality. "Is there a clue here?" The beauty picked up the photo frame next to the bed, and Johnny looked so proud in his army major uniform. "No," Raymond shook his head, thinking of the rainbow team's partner being arrested, he stopped flirting, "Mariana, we are only responsible for taking pictures? I mean, Johnny may have been six-fingered now." The party is tortured to death, or he is dead, and we have to act at night-is this the way you always do things?" Marina was lying powerlessly on the bed, and Jonny's used pillow was full of cigarette smell. "You don't know how cunning the Six Fingers are. They set up their headquarters in the subway tunnel." "What?!" Raymond yelled, and he stepped forward to put the photo frame back in place, "So, if they don't hear the sound of the subway, it means that they may be in trouble, so they will be more vigilant. That's for us Talking about sneaking into the headquarters is simply a fantasy." "So far, the director is still in contact with people from the Ministry of Information." Sanders turned around quickly, "What is old man R's plan?" "Create a piece of news: The subway has interrupted work due to a breakdown. We can only use this method to safely enter the headquarters, what else can we do?" "No, no, no! Listen to me, Marina, this won't work." Raymond touched his chin, "Listen to me, this will also arouse the suspicion of the Six Fingers, and they will send more people at the entrance of the headquarters to strictly control the situation." Check, that will make our operations more difficult. R and T are old and stubborn, and their methods of dealing with terrorists have long been out of date." Marina was silent for a while, and she also agreed with Mr. Sanders' point of view, "It's not good to belittle the boss behind the scenes, but do you have an opinion?" Raymond put his right fist to his mouth and coughed, "First of all, I think this is the only way. Listen, let's act separately." "Go on." "As far as I know, there is a subway every five minutes in the tunnels of the London Underground. I must make full use of these five minutes..." "you?" "Yes, Marina. I said we have to separate. I have five minutes to get to the middle of the tunnel..." "I'm sorry," Miss Jewel interrupted again, "Why is it in the middle of the tunnel?" "Because the headquarters of the Six Fingers Party is there. You know, they can't be stupid enough to set the entrance of the secret headquarters at the edge of the tunnel. Doing so will only provide a better way for people like us." Raymond paused for a full hour Seeing that Marina didn't want to interrupt, he continued, "Even if I don't find the entrance in five minutes, you don't have to worry. London's subway tunnels are different from ours. There are dedicated tunnels on both sides of the subway tracks." A high platform for maintenance people to walk around. You can alert me on the other side if there is a subway passing by. In this way, my life is guaranteed." Marina said with a surprised face: "Raymond, you mean you sneaked into the headquarters of the Six Fingers Party alone? No, that won't work! There will be a lot of people in the headquarters, and you will undoubtedly be captured alive by them." "Listen, chick." Saunders shrugged easily. "Ever played Expendables?" "I thought you had grown up." Marina showed an inexplicable expression. "Johnny is a good player at this game. You know, I'm not bad either." Sanders explained patiently, "When I find the entrance, I will contact you through the headset. I just need to put the infrared heat detector on the entrance. Nearby, you can clearly know the situation inside the entrance from the instruments around you. You can tell me the location of the enemy at any time, and how many enemies there are, so that I can easily sneak into the headquarters of the Six Fingers Party.” "But, Raymond. This is not a game, you have no chance to read the save file at all." "Of course I know this, but do you have a better idea?" Raymond Sanders looked at the beauty, "The old woman will be traveling on Saturday, and now time is more precious than ever." Marina remained silent, and Sanders stopped talking.The air conditioner in the room kept blowing hot air, but it made Miss Gemstone feel abnormally cold.