Chapter 585 Theft

Amsterdam, Netherlands.

On the luxury yacht in the port, a small bank is holding an annual reception. When invited, there are customers, executives and their friends. In addition, they are bikini NV men with good figures.

After halfway through the cocktail party, the white-haired Dutch executive director made a look and entered the bottom of the deck quietly.

Several other directors and managers also found reasons and put down their glasses.

"Celebrate now." In the confidential room of the rear cabin, the well-dressed executive director changed his expression, and the other people also had solemn expressions and sat upright.

"We have only one topic today, and we will evaluate Document 1207. Before we arrived, everyone should have seen Document 1207. Have you considered it clearly?" The director paused and looked around everyone. Fang said: "You are all Jingying in the Research Association. I hope you can make choices that are beneficial to the organization based on the principles of this association. Minke, let's start with you."

Minke is his son and one of the senior directors of banks and organizations. As an organization that advocates genes, the prevalence of lineage theory is natural. The saying that good genes can produce better genes are deeply rooted in people's hearts. They not only believe, but also practice, and strive for it.

As long as the organization exists for a day, the theory of bloodline will continue, and they believe that natural selection will make choices, bloodlines, or bloodlines.

Minke, who has received political education since childhood, is very smart and has a considerable decision. He knows the answer his father wants - just as he expected, Minke quickly replied: "I tend to perform missions. 10 missiles are not only a huge threat of force, but also help us expand our influence. It should be noted that we do not necessarily use these missiles, but their powerful deterrence not only exists among countries, but also allows organizations to gain more international friendship. Our goals are clear, but not necessarily understandable by everyone. Strong force is the best choice to reduce disputes. Mr. Rizer."

"Okay, next, Dereen." This is also Rizer's son. As the top of the organization, his genes are of course considered excellent.

"I agree with Mink." Dereen's tone was short and powerful, and he was a very attractive handsome man.

After receiving two votes of approval, Rizhe turned to the veteran figure in the lower end and said, "Mr. Watels, what do you think?"

"I object." Watels is a Chinese, but his accent is obviously London-like.

The organization has been mainly based on Eurasia, with more people in Asia, while there are many senior executives in Europe. The former is determined by economic conditions, while the latter is actually determined by economic conditions.

Watels's father moved from England to the Netherlands for only fifty or sixty years. Due to his yellow skin, his development in the organization was quite smooth. In the early years of struggle, he usually stood on the side of Rizer. This year, his age and status have risen simultaneously, and the relationship between the two is not so harmonious.

However, his opposition was not unexpected. Ruize calmly waited for him to finish the reason and continued: "Mr. Shi Jun, what about your opinion?"

"I agree."

"Okay, next... Ye Hua, what about your opinion?"

"I agree."

...

Five of the eight people agreed with the plan, and the vote was over without Ruize coming forward. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "This matter is the responsibility of China. Ye Hua, this matter will be given to you. As soon as possible, there must be a result within a week, so as not to transport the freight away."

"Don't worry." Ye Hua is the head of China. He was born in Chinatown in the United States and attended a university in Germany. He was eventually absorbed by the organization. He is one of the leaders of several of the most important areas of the organization. He has a prominent identity and is one of the few people who do not work at the headquarters but are permanently stationed in the headquarters.

Before the resolution was passed, Ye Hua had actually started to prepare. He did not take the matter to Liu Xinyu, the head of Jiangning area. Because there were too many changes in Jiangning area and Liu Xinyu had really changed a lot. In the case of suspicion, it would be difficult for him to move this important task out.

Even on the day of the operation, Ye Hua did not seek help from Jiangning District.

He brought three people from the executive team directly under the headquarters and dispatched three confidants from the Chinese region. As for the remaining personnel, they used temporary dispatch.

A group of people arrived at Jiangning Port Area and immediately integrated into the team of the Xijiang Association.

Unlike ordinary police officers in various state organs, high-end talents from the Human Development Research Association have relatively scientific training. If you use physical skills to evaluate them, everyone has reached the level six level, most people can reach the level seven, and a very small number of people have the level eight level of physical skills.

Although Jiangning Foreign Hall has trained martial arts students with combat skills above level 6, at one end of Jiangning, physical skills level 8 is almost the limit that the martial arts hall can provide. People of this level naturally cannot be used to guard the warehouse or port area. It is not surprising that there is no emergency to find the guys in the execution team.

The process of stealing missiles is a varied process, like a small intestine, but the final path is certain.

Ye Hua chose 2 pm on Thursday for his team, and then turned on the machine, which sounded a stern Peking Opera sing "Three Forks".

At 6 pm, the speakers began to buzz.

In a moment, a "ding" sound came from the phone.

"There is news." Ye Hua's heart trembled.

He quickly adjusted his mindset and turned on his phone. The password inside was: Teak to the shore.

At that moment, Ye Hua wanted to jump up.

Mo Shaoqiu also jumped up.

He rushed back to Jiangbei Wharf in the evening, accompanied by him the news of the storm-like wind and thunderstorm.

"What does it mean to lose it? This thing is not insured, and even if there is one, the insurance company will not compensate..." The curses were not ups and downs, but were pure venting.

It was almost midnight that Chen Yi had completed a lot of paperwork and earned today's divine power. He smiled and said, "Don't be so rude, I've been scolding all night. What's the result?"

"No. It's really unlucky." Mo Shaoqiu looked depressed.

Chen Yi laughed and said, "I know who left the missile."

"You know, how did you know?"

Chen Yi shook his head and said nothing. Liu Xinyu's workload in Jiangning was getting less and less, so she received more and more distrust votes. However, she always had some connections in the organization. Zhu Guangliang may not be able to be clear about what happened in Jiangning, but when inspecting, there were always some clues. Compared with the two, the answer naturally appeared.

Mo Shaoqiu looked at Chen Yi's face and understood that he really knew. At this time, Mo Shaoqiu's anger suddenly rushed out: "Severing people's wealth is like killing their parents. Chen Shao, we can't let these miscellaneous things go."

"Of course." Chen Yi was still calm and gentle.

Liu Xinyu sighed secretly. In fact, since she entered Chen Yi's team, such an ending was destined.

She just didn't expect it to be so early and so violent.
Chapter completed!