The news ended, but Huo Shaoheng didn't turn off the TV.
He got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window that led to the balcony. He reached out and slowly pulled it open before stepping out.
Closing the floor-to-ceiling window, he lit a cigarette and took a deep puff.
The high-class apartment he rented wasn't a high-rise building. It was only about 20 stories tall. His apartment was on the 18th floor.
Standing on the balcony of the 18th floor and looking down, the streetlights in front of the building lit up everything below the sixth floor. However, the floors above were so dark that he couldn't even see his fingers.
The smoke flickered between his fingers and seemed to fluctuate according to his mood.
However, he didn't panic.
After ten years of high-intensity work and frequent life-threatening situations, he was already used to facing any unexpected situations and quickly finding the most suitable breakthrough point for himself.
However, this time, he was caught off guard.
When he first learned of Tan Guiren's disappearance, he thought it was just an extension of the domestic political conflict overseas.
He didn't expect the other party to go around in circles and sacrifice the only daughter of a prime minister candidate to lure him into the trap.
Of course, if the other party hadn't gone around in circles and invested so much, it would have been a dream to trick Huo Shaoheng.
Even at this point, the other party couldn't say they succeeded.
Because Huo Shaoheng hadn't been captured by the United States. His whereabouts were unknown.
Of course, his whereabouts were unknown to a certain extent. Most people didn't know what happened to him.
Even the mastermind behind the scenes was probably panicking right now.
Huo Shaoheng suddenly disappeared, so they couldn't help but have many speculations.
Who was the mastermind behind the scenes? What could he do to force him out?
Huo Shaoheng narrowed his eyes and took another puff. He slowly exhaled a round smoke ring.
As he watched the white smoke ring gradually dissipate into the night, Huo Shaoheng had an idea.
Since he couldn't catch that person directly in the Huaxia Empire, why not start from the United States?
The other party had to contact the United States …
Huo Shaoheng thought of an internal "mole" they had captured a few years ago. It was that person who had contacted a person abroad and publicly told the media that he knew about the Huaxia Empire's missile defense system along the southeast coast and clearly pointed out a few bases.
Once this news came out, the Huaxia Empire's military leaders almost went crazy.
This was the military's top secret information. How did the other party know about it?!
At that time, Huo Shaoheng had been ordered to find out who the "mole" was.
It only took him half a day to lock onto his target.
After the investigation, it was discovered that there was an important place in the missile defense point announced by the enemy. At that time, only one person from the highest staff of the military headquarters knew about it.
This meant that the enemy's higher-ups had betrayed the Hua Xia Imperial contact who had leaked the information to them.
The man he had personally arrested was a second generation with a very strong background, but the military court did not show any mercy and sentenced him to death, which was carried out immediately.
Now that this had happened, Huo Shaoheng felt that perhaps he could try the same method and provoke the American intelligence personnel to see if there would be any unexpected results.
After making up his mind, he threw away the cigarette butt and went back to his room to sleep.
The next day, Huo Shaoheng woke up early and worked out in the apartment's gym for half an hour. He went downstairs to the restaurant on the first floor for breakfast before driving out in his rented SUV.
Huo Shaoheng drove to the train station parking lot in New Jersey and boarded the train with his backpack.
The train from the train station in New Jersey into New York only took 20 minutes.
After he got off the train, he directly entered the New York City subway station.
Huo Shaoheng was alone in the subway station's restroom. He took out the special blue contact lenses in his eyes, modified his nose, and put on a pair of rimmed glasses. The hem of his white shirt was tucked into his straight trousers, and he wore a pair of shiny leather shoes. He also carried a computer bag in his hand.
He looked like a common Chinese IT technician in New York.
He dressed like this and boarded the subway that passed through the port.
As soon as the subway arrived at the station, Huo Shaoheng walked to the port and pretended to buy a boat ticket before he realized that someone was watching him.
Because his current appearance was a perfect match for the characteristics of the "kidnapper" that the American police had announced on TV.
The bounty had already risen from 100,000 to 500,000.
Therefore, there were many people watching him.
"Sir, please wait a moment." A short CIA agent saw Huo Shaoheng enter the port and had his eyes on him.
The more he looked, the more he felt that this person looked like the "kidnapper" that had escaped from the video.
Huo Shaoheng's footsteps paused as if he didn't hear the person behind him. Instead, he walked faster and faster until he was almost jogging.
"Stop! The person in front, stop! Otherwise, we'll shoot! "
The CIA agent saw that the tall Chinese man in front of him not only didn't stop to be interrogated and searched, but also ran faster and faster. He instantly knew that this was a game. This person might be the fugitive they were trying to capture!
He quickly called the police on duty at the port and had them fire a warning shot.
Huo Shaoheng ducked behind a large iron anchor that was used as a decoration in front of the port and looked around.
He was very familiar with the American ports. There were many criminals gathered here, and soon, all the contraband transactions were carried out at the port.
His eyes quickly scanned the crowd at the port and saw two black men in a corner not far from him, trading contraband.
He raised his pistol and quickly fired a shot at the black man who was trading.
The other person fell to the ground, and the other person immediately panicked.
He poked his head out just in time to see the police running over with their guns raised and firing continuously. He thought he had been discovered, so he immediately pulled out his own gun and fired back at the police while shouting, "The police are here! Run! "
His accomplices immediately ran in all directions and continuously took out their guns to shoot back at the police.
The previously orderly port immediately became a pot of chaos.
The United States was a country that didn't prohibit guns. Good people had guns, and so did bad people. The police had guns, and so did the criminals.
Once the police caught a thief, it would often lead to a gunfight.
Huo Shaoheng knew this very well, so he used the tactic of "diverting the trouble" to "use barbarians against barbarians."
The gangs at the New York port were very powerful, so the police usually didn't care and let the gangs solve their own internal problems. As long as there weren't large scale fights and gunfights, it was good for everyone.
But this time, because they were chasing after Huo Shaoheng, this police officer and the CIA agent entered the gang's territory and even fired a warning shot. Plus, Huo Shaoheng took advantage of the situation by hiding in the dark and killing a gang member. The armed police officer took the blame, which poked the hornet's nest of impulsive and easily angered gang members.
Huo Shaoheng immediately changed his location after firing a shot and quickly retreated with the crowd in the port.
Seeing the short CIA agent and the police officer being chased by the gangs, he curled his lips and jumped on the light rail that had just arrived, heading in the direction of the airport.
With Huo Shaoheng's many years of experience, he concluded that the port, the airport, the train station, and the car rental company must have people planted in these four places.
Only by following the routine could he counter it.
When the New York police gathered at the port to deal with the gunfights and fights between the gangs and the police, Huo Shaoheng had already taken the light rail to New York City's JFK International Airport.
Just like at the port, his appearance in front of the CIA and FBI agents at the airport immediately attracted their attention.
Because of 911, the security at the airport was much stricter than at the port.
As soon as Huo Shaoheng showed himself, the CIA and FBI agents chasing him swarmed over from all directions.
The airport's security personnel were also mobilized to operate.
Huo Shaoheng kept moving through the crowd and found it difficult to deal with this time.
The airport's security was much stronger than the New York police. He was almost grabbed by the arm several times and had to rely on his years of training to get rid of them.
Also, the airport was different from the port. There were no gangs here, so he couldn't use his gun to create a diversion.
Of course, the other party didn't open fire either because there were too many civilians in the airport. They couldn't bear the responsibility of a large-scale gunfight here.
Huo Shaoheng started running. He jumped over the barricades and fences, jumped over the low screens and walls, and finally ran out of the departure lounge.
There was a huge and wide tarmac outside. At a glance, there were countless large passenger planes lined up neatly on the tarmac.
Huo Shaoheng's figure flashed and he jumped onto a luggage truck. He hid under the truck tightly to avoid the people who had just chased after him.
The luggage truck stopped in front of a passenger plane, and the staff began to move the luggage onto the plane.
Huo Shaoheng jumped off before they came up. There was a lot of luggage piled into a small mountain, so he hid from the luggage staff's sight.
He jumped over the low wall of the tarmac, completely ignoring the chaos he had caused at JFK International Airport.
He found a quiet place and took off the framed glasses on his face, then put on the special blue contact lenses. His aquiline nose returned to his face, and he raked his hair with his fingers. His neat and shiny hairstyle was now messy, and a few strands fell on his forehead. He looked decadent and sexy, a world of difference from the reserved and introverted Chinese-American IT engineer.
He also took off his white shirt and took out a dark red tights he had prepared in advance from his laptop bag. The buttons at his neck were loosened, revealing his exquisite collarbone. His gaze was clear and cold, and he had a sense of desolation that kept people at arm's length.
Walking on the streets of New York like this, the passionate girls kept turning back and whistling at him.
Huo Shaoheng ignored them, waved for a taxi, and returned to the New York subway station.
There were significantly fewer police and agents here.
After receiving the tip-off, the military and police rushed to the port and JFK International Airport.
With Huo Shaoheng's current appearance, no one would think that he was the Chinese-American "kidnapper" who had just been photographed.
He smoothly got on the subway, returned to the train station, and then took the train to the parking lot of the New Jersey train station. He took the Hummer SUV that he had parked there that morning and left.
It was five in the afternoon when he returned to the high-end apartment he had rented.
He worked from nine to five every day, so he was an office worker.
A mocking expression flashed across Huo Shaoheng's face.
After opening the door to his room, the first thing he did was to take a shower.
After running around for the whole day, he was travel-worn, and his hair was greasy with too much hair gel. It took a lot of effort to clean himself up and make a cup of coffee. He sat on the sofa and began to admire his "masterpiece" for the day.
As expected, the TV was focusing on his "great achievements" at the port and airport today.
Huo Shaoheng raised his coffee and toasted the stern-faced director of the CIA's Asian Military Intelligence Division on the TV, then downed it in one gulp.
The tracking report that had caused a sensation in the United States was completely silent in the Hua Xia Empire.
Under the request of the Supreme Military Council, all news related to the Tan Guiren case could not be reported in the Hua Xia Empire, including the follow-up report on the "kidnapper."
If someone leaked any information on social media, it would immediately be deleted from the internet, and the account and IP address would be blocked.
The most popular report on the Hua Xia Empire's social media right now was the case of a female exchange student in Germany being tortured and murdered. Because of the support of the Minister of the Interior and one of the candidates for prime minister, Bai Jiancheng, the female exchange student's parents were finally going to Germany.
Ma Qiqi, who had been following the case, happily shared the news with Gu Nianzhi. Gu Nianzhi only had time to like it.
It was once again the day she and her sister, Gu Yanran, had agreed to visit Gu Xiangwen.
For the past month, the sisters had gone to Chen Lie's place every weekend to visit Gu Xiangwen, who was still in a vegetative state.
When Gu Nianzhi arrived at Chen Lie's infirmary, she saw that Gu Yanran was already waiting there. This time, she wasn't alone. There was also a tall, thin man with exquisite features.
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