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Chapter 596

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He took Christmas's ID and opened it. The name on the ID was Arthur Carter Shaw. "This mission may be dangerous, and you may even be wanted by some special departments. However, the reward is very high. Five million dollars. Do you need me to remind you to reconsider?"

William called Christmas and Gunnar because Christmas was English and Gunnar was Gunnar because he had saved her daughter. Hence, he trusted them more than anyone else.

Christmas shook his head. "I've already prepared it before I came." Hearing this, William threw the ID back to Christmas.

"What about me, Boss?" Gunnar asked enviously when he heard that Christmas's reward was 5 million USD.

"Your mission is to assist. The reward depends on the situation, but it won't be less than 1 million USD." William smiled.

"Is the difference that big?" Gunnar pointed at Christmas. "I didn't expect this bastard to become the main character when he's so ugly."

William shrugged. "You can only blame yourself for being too tall and too strong. You're good at charging, but you'll be too eye-catching when you're on a secret mission."

Gunnar could not help but roll his eyes when he heard that. He seemed to have thought of something as he took out a long check from his pocket and handed it to William. "Boss, this is the money I got from the Swiss bank on Sunday after I killed the gang that kidnapped my daughter in Thailand."

He took the cheque and saw that it was 20 million USD. "How much did you keep for yourselves?"

"Caesar, I, and the toll road went to Thailand. Each of us got 6 million USD. We gave 2 million USD to a Thai policeman who helped us." Gunnar answered honestly.

"You're giving me half? Ha, buddy, you're so generous. "William flicked the cheque and returned it to Gunnar." Keep the money for yourselves. If you don't have an investment target, invest it in gold. It shouldn't be a problem for you to double it in a few years. "

"Okay, Boss. I'll do as you say after this." Gunnar took the cheque without hesitation. It was his business whether he gave it or not, and it was also William's business whether William wanted it or not.

William nodded with a smile. He took out his phone and placed it on the desk. He then said to Sunday, "Get me the information on the special case team of the Paris Ministry of Internal Affairs."

Soon, a team of 12 members appeared in the beam of light. "You must have heard of Amir Barkavi. Some time ago, this team was hunting down the assassin who assassinated Barkavi's accomplice.

Therefore, I suspect that some of these people are Bakavi's accomplices. Keep an eye on this captain named Otel Yusu. "

Christmas and Gunnar simply nodded without asking any questions.

"Before I give you a definite order, you'd rather lose him than expose yourselves. Do you understand?"

"Understood," the two replied at the same time.

William smiled as he replied, "Very good. During the mission, follow Sunday's instructions. If you need anything, you can ask Sunday for help."

"Yes, Boss." After discussing some more details, Christmas and Gunnar got up and left to find a suitable hiding place and make some preparations.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. It was past six o 'clock in the evening. After dinner, William wore a baseball cap and big black-rimmed smart glasses. He held Jessie's hand, who was wearing the same couple's casual clothes, and strolled along the streets of Paris.

Not long after being pulled into a small accessory shop by Jessie, he heard Sunday's report. "Sir, as you expected, Otel Yusu's group will take action tonight."

After kissing Jessie, who was happily picking out gadgets, William walked to the side and whispered, "If Otel Yusu wants to create chaos, of course he has to choose the eve of the military parade. The day after tomorrow is November 11th, the anniversary of France's victory in the First World War. Who's the one sending themselves to their deaths?"

"Zoe Neville." Sunday immediately displayed a photo of Zoe and a middle-aged man on the smart glasses. "The man is Pascal, Zoe's boyfriend. His real identity is a police undercover.

Pascal bewitched Zoe to go to the French X Party's building at nine o 'clock to plant a bomb. "

"Alright, there's no need to introduce them. I'm not interested in who these moles want to blow up. What I'm interested in is how to make them complete their plan as they wish.

As long as these people steal the four billion, it'll be mine. "William narrowed his eyes as he recalled the memories in his mind. After seeing Zoe, William actually understood what was going on." Has Paris taken over the underground information traffickers who killed Amir Barkavi's accomplices? "

Not long after, Sunday reported, "There are three. One of the information traffickers and middlemen killed Barkavi's butler, and he's now in Paris."

"Show me all the squares near the X Party's building." William couldn't remember where the square where the explosion happened in the movie was, but he could look for it one by one.

Soon, a very small square a few hundred meters away from the building overlapped with the square in his memory. "Inform the information trafficker that I'll pay for information related to Barkavi's butler. The transaction will take place at Morris Square and the time will be 9: 15. Then, ask Christmas to wait near Morris Square."

"Understood, sir." After a few minutes, Sunday replied, "The information trafficker hopes to confirm your identity."

William smiled and picked up his phone to Sunday. "Connect the video call."

The video call was quickly connected. William did not wait for the excited and stuttering intelligence agent to finish his greeting before he said, "I believe you've already received the news that the two assassins who tried to assassinate Bakavi's men have been killed. So, I'll buy any information related to Bakavi for one million USD, understand?"

"Understood, Mr. Devonshire." For the sake of his own life, the information trafficker agreed without hesitation.

"Goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Sunday destroyed all the records of the video call. This disappointed the information trafficker who wanted to keep some information that could be used against him. However, he wasn't surprised. Instead, he was secretly happy that he could establish a relationship with William.

He put away his phone and returned to Jessie's side. Grinning, he discussed the topic of which trinket looked good with Jessie.

.....

Time passed unknowingly and it was already 8: 50 p.m. Zooey, who had been fooled by her boyfriend, brought a teddy bear with a hidden bomb to her workplace as planned. Just as she hid the bag with the bomb, she didn't wait for her to leave.

Five or six cleaning workers pushed a cleaning cart into the office. When they saw Zooey, they were surprised that someone was still working overtime at nine o 'clock.

Zooey was also frightened by the sudden appearance of the cleaning workers. Although she was bewitched, it didn't mean that she wanted to be a murderer.

They chose this time because the building closed at nine o 'clock sharp. If there was an explosion at 9: 15 p.m., no one would be hurt.

Zooey picked up the bag under her desk and forced a smile at the cleaning workers. Then, she carried the bag and quickly walked out of the building.

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