208 Warning

At six in the morning, most people are still dreaming, but in many corners of Los Angeles, some hardworking people are starting to get busy.

Larodo is one of these hard-working people.

As a senior partner of William Morris' agency, he is a driving force behind the popular stars of Harry Life. Maybe he is not as radiant as the stars, but in terms of influence at Harry Life, he is even better than most stars.

Today will be a milestone in his career, and he will not start preparing early.

However, just as he rolled up his sleeves and turned on the computer, ready to do something big, the annoying phone ringing rang.

"Hello, are you Mr. Larodo Chris?"

“Yes, are you—?”

"Los Angeles Police Department, Mr. Chris. From last night to this morning, three bodies were found in Los Angeles, one missing. All four of them are related to the recent injury case, which is also related to your son Ted Chris."

"Who are you? You are not a Los Angeles policeman!" Larrodo immediately became alert and pressed the recording button of the phone with his right hand.

Los Angeles police will not file a case for missing persons if they do not last more than twenty-four hours.

"Hehehe, actually I am just a kind person. Your son is likely to be the fifth victim. You should check who was injured in that injury case! I would like to give you a reminder that the injured were three Japanese girls.

I suggest you quickly ask the best security guard in the world for your son and lock him in the safe if you still want your son to survive!"

The mindless phone was hung up, leaving only the confused Larodo.

However, as a father, even if the father-son relationship on Citi is not as close as that on the Orientals, Larodo still ordered someone to investigate. After all, four lives are involved, and the authenticity of such a thing is relatively easy to verify.

The survey results are not optimistic.

"Clark is dead! Do you know, Ted?" Even if work is important, Larodo still has to rush home to make some arrangements first.

"Ah? Father, I can guarantee that this has absolutely nothing to do with me." Ted Chris stood at his father's desk, waving his hands to strengthen his tone.

"I know it wasn't yours, and you can't do such a thing. But not only Clark, but also Beasley and Frank were dead, but also an Agrie named Angry was missing. It seems that his fate is not optimistic." Larodo, who was sitting behind the desk, said coldly.

"I don't know these three people at all. Dad, it's really not what I did. I don't know at all!" Ted Chris looked at his father behind the desk and quickly defended him.

He knew some people who were in the underworld and sometimes paid some money and asked them to help them, but he never thought that one day he would be involved in a murder case.

"Enough, I just tell you that these three people are the ones who, with Clark, interrupted the three friends of Diana. Now at least three of them have died, and more likely, all four of them are dead! In the three days starting today, you must obey the arrangements of the people sent by Huck until this matter is over!

Also, don't tell me that you didn't check their background before you asked someone to do it?"

"What!? You said it was because of those three Japanese? They killed Clark and the others?"

Ted was shocked. At that time, he also checked the origin of these girls. It was an inconspicuous small agency called "Xinghe Brokerage". He didn't even have a decent artist in his hands. What is the origin of the boss of such a small broken company?

"It seems that their identities are not as simple as they appear. I will ask someone to re-invest their background. Before we get the result, stay here honestly and wait until Uncle Hack's people come!"

"Okay--- Dad."

Ted returned to his room unhappily, and the party tonight looked like it was going to be finished.

"Damn, you've killed me now, little Warren!" he thought angrily.

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"Hey, Hack? Yes, it's me, Larodo Chris. I may have something to bother you again. I want to hire a few good players - yes, if you want to be a real good player, just three days to provide me with a security service in the villa in the suburbs of Cafort."

"I'm going to tell you, now I don't know who I have offended? I'd better have I known!"

"The main target is my son. Yes, I'm sure he didn't do anything illegal. Call the police? I can't call the police. I have no evidence. I can only say that the matter is under investigation. But you can ask Old Warren about this. Yes, it has something to do with his daughter Diana. Yes, it has something to do with his son Little Warren. Damn, it's actually their family's mess that involves my child."

"Only two people? No, no, it's definitely not enough. Three people have died in this matter, and it's even very likely that there are four people. The other party is not a good person. Yes, yes, that's Clark's case."

"Can you ask the police to cooperate? In the name of tracing the murderer? Oh, that's great! Thank you, I owe you a favor."

"What, you want that person's signature, five? Give it to your five children, okay, okay, I'll try it, but I can't guarantee it. You know, that person is different from our stars, we are just partners."

After making several calls from all directions, Larodo finally felt relieved. If he hadn't been able to get rid of himself recently, he would have to start all his relationships and find out this ignorant bastard. What tricks could the Japanese make on the territory of Harry? This is not in Asia, where a yellow killer wants to be rampant here? I can only say that he has watched too many movies.

Well, maybe not a yellow man? In Los Angeles, if you have money and a way, it is really not difficult to hire some killers. However, since he has greeted Hack and the others, ordinary killers should give up.

Forget it, there is still a very important job today. I have been wasting a lot of time for this bastard son.

Larodo quickly tidied up his clothes and walked out of the house. The filming was about to be turned on in the afternoon. The person's identity was different from other stars, so she must not be allowed to wait.

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The town of Carfort is an integral part of Los Angeles, located between the central downtown area of ​​Los Angeles and the west coast of Citigroup, about fifteen kilometers away from the west coast. This distance is similar to the street for every household, Citigroup, whose family relies on cars.

The Chris's villa is said to be located in the suburbs of Kafore, but it is actually because it is next to Kafore town, a relatively closed high-end community, not because of the cheap land price here.

Citi people are not short of money. The villas here are far away from each other and are sparsely distributed. However, as a high-end community, various lighting facilities still illuminate the entire community without any blind spots.

Although the lights in society are dim and yellow due to light pollution, for various light and dark cameras in public area monitoring facilities, this light is enough to capture the movements in public areas.

At one o'clock in the morning, the whole town had fallen into silence.

But if you listen carefully, you can still hear the noise coming from the two nearby villas. It was because the party they opened was not over yet.

Occasionally there are some sounds of insects, making the night here more peaceful. This is a very ordinary night.

A figure emerged from outside the town from the darkness that was not illuminated by street lights, and slowly walked towards the town.

At first, this figure did not attract everyone's attention - just a night walker.

There is no wonder that Citi, especially Harry, is crazy and there is no stranger to anyone who takes an unusual path.

However, as this figure came step by step and targeted Chris's house, the security guard on duty finally found something was wrong.

"This person is a little wrong!"

"Let's go and have a look?"

"It's not our business, just inform the Chris family, they have professionals."

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In Chris' villa, several people were sitting in the dark hall chatting, and everyone was relaxing.

They are the West squad on the mission.

West's squad is a standard seven-man team, which includes an intelligence support staff, two assaulters, a sniper and an observer, a heavy firepower player and a freeman (i.e., captain and commander).

They are not a formal bodyguard team at all, but a field tactical assault team.

This time it was their turn to return to the headquarters. For the sake of the personnel department Hack and the high bonus, they took on such a small job, and by the way they regarded it as a vacation.

Of course, the monitoring environment inside and outside the villa was arranged by the company.

"That guy is here. Everyone prepares it. Use anesthesia bomb first and try to catch the ones alive. Of course, safety is the first priority. If not, you can kill them on the spot. Keep communication silent from now on. Where are we - Damn, where are we?"

While staring at the images on his tablet, West assigned tasks to everyone through headsets fixed to his face.

However, before he finished speaking to the guy in the headset, on the surveillance screen, the other person's figure suddenly disappeared, as if there was no one there.

"All alert! Lawrence and Bila go to the monitoring room!"

West roared suddenly, he was sure that the other party disappeared from the screen just as he was staring at the tablet.

"The monitoring room is normal!" The sound from the headset made West relax a little.

If this is not because I had an illusion just now, it is that the surveillance system is being controlled by someone.

With a 'crack' sound, the lights in the entire villa suddenly flashed and completely went out.

"Cruff--" The old wooden door of the villa was pushed open, and a man stood at the door, about to walk in, under the background of the light outside, he could only see the outline of a figure.

"Bo" alert state means they are already in danger. They are not policemen and will not do any warning shooting. Moreover, this is a private place. If anyone enters a private place without permission, shooting is absolutely in line with Citi laws.

The figure fell to the ground without saying a word.

A man walked up with a gun carefully to see the other person's situation.

"It's Allen, he's dead!" the man who walked over said in a low voice.

"Report from each unit!" West issued an order without expression.

"arrive!"

"arrive!"

"arrive!"

Then, the communication channel was quiet.

"Each person pays attention to concealment. Allen is dead. Bai Rui is in danger. His sniper rifle may have fallen into the hands of the other party. Lawrence calls for support."

"Lawrence?"

No one answered in the communication channel.

“Implement the second plan!”

West issued an order without hesitation, and the so-called second plan was to quickly leave the scene and ensure that his life was the first priority.

To go to the fucking bodyguard mission, they are not from the security department at all, and this mission was not sent through the normal channels of the company. Strictly speaking, it can be regarded as a private job.

"Hak, a bitch, has absolutely something wrong with his information! You must settle the score with him when you go back!"
Chapter completed!