The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 499

"I think, first of all, we should clean up the gangsters first. It doesn't matter whether those scumbags participated in this matter or not. It doesn't matter whether they know about it or not. The important thing is to let them know and anger us."

Arthur said coldly, and Andy didn't know much about the doorway here, so he couldn't bear to ask: "Are you really going to do this? Will it be too much?"

"Too much? Of course not. Who do you think they are?" Arthur sneered: "They are not the friendly neighbors who live next door to you, nor are they the white-collar elites you meet in the office building. They themselves That's the criminal, Andy."

"Robbery, murder, human trafficking, drug dealing, these people are doing all sorts of evil. To these people, only by using more ruthless methods can they really be convinced. Otherwise, why do you think they should pay us taxes? Is it Is it because you respect the old and love the young?"

As he said that, Arthur glanced at Hank with disdain. Hank was furious for a while, but there was nothing he could do about him.

To be honest, when Hank and Arthur joined Ron respectively, they had already started to disagree. Before the two of them joined, one was a policeman and the other was a killer. The huge difference in the world, basically never looked at each other pleasing to the eye.

In fact, as long as it is not a healthy competition to tear each other down, Ron will choose to turn a blind eye, because this is a very good thing for the internal atmosphere of a team.

This is also what he learned from a book "If you can't lead a team, you can only work until you die".

"That's right, I think it's done according to Arthur's idea, and you will be responsible for this matter, but that's not all I want to say," Ron tapped on the information on the table: "Pay attention , The location and timing of their robbery, if this security company does not have their internal support, it is impossible, I still need you to help me solve this problem."

The two of them read the information again, and this time they also discovered the abnormalities that Ron just mentioned.

"I think we can start by checking the address book of all the insiders in the company. What I'm talking about is not checking the communication information on the mobile phone, but checking the communication records of all communication companies and screening valuable information one by one. I think it will definitely pay off.”

Just after winning a game with Hank, Arthur took the lead and continued to talk proudly, but this time, his ideas did not get Ron's support.

"This plan is listed as an option. The method is very good, but it is too slow. There are more than [-] people who know the delivery time and route from the security company and the bank. Screen all their communication information. It will take at least a few months, and at that time, the person who robbed me of my money went to some small island in Southeast Asia to enjoy life, and I can't wait that long."

"I have an idea, how about we send an undercover agent into the security company?" Hank stared at Arthur for a long time, his eyes rolled, and he thought:

"According to the data, this security company has had at least two escort missions every day for the past two weeks, and judging from the frequency of cases that have occurred, they will carry out robberies at least three times a week. It seems that they want to take advantage of the recent time to hurry up more Save some money and prepare to run away."

"So if we can arrange an undercover agent right now, we can be sure that he has a high probability of running into the robbers' actions," Hank said halfway, and thought again:

"No, it shouldn't be one, but two, and it can't be deliberately arranged by someone, because it will arouse the vigilance of the inner ghost. The best way is to let these two people join in through the interview of the security company. In order not to attract attention, the interview results should not be too conspicuous."

"This method sounds much more reliable than the last one." Ron looked at Andy. He has always been in charge of the investment company's affairs. Andy knows the specific situation better than anyone else: "What is the company's security recruitment criteria? like?"

"With a pistol at a 20-meter target, ten grabs of 60 rings or more are enough. There are also some physical fitness tests. I think this is no problem for everyone, except for my old bone."

Andy replied almost without thinking, and Ron nodded in satisfaction: "Give them two business cards, and you go directly to the interview according to the address, don't report anyone's name, just say that you saw it on the Internet, Come on, I like you guys."

"Fortis Security Company?" Hanke took the business card, glanced at the name casually and said in surprise: "BOSS, I may not be able to do this job. This guy named Bullet is my former colleague. Yes, he is now working as a security guard."

"Well, if you can't go, then..."

Ron looked around. Mrs. Smith was pregnant, so the couple took maternity leave together. Deke Shaw and Owen Shaw were sent to Europe by Ron to investigate the clues of Aideen before Chris saw it. Very serious powerful feeling, not at all suitable for an undercover, Gisele is on vacation in Hawaii.

And the old guys in the senior club are all older than the security company's age requirement, so after looking around, Ron was embarrassed to find that he was not available for a while.

"Okay, I'll go with you this trip, remember, we pretend we don't know each other." Ron sighed helplessly: "Andy, help us arrange two identities."

Early the next morning, Ron and Arthur appeared at the gate of Fortis Security Company with a sore back. Andy had already used two false identities to help them make an appointment for an interview yesterday afternoon. After screening by the personnel of the security company, he was a perfect fit for them. The two required resumes naturally passed the review easily.

Even if Finch checks the social security numbers of these two fake identities, they will not find a trace of flaws, because they are all real social security information. Every official intelligence agency will have several licensed virtual identity information. Come for their undercover lurking use.

And Ron's special operations team, although the number is not large, is large enough to allow everyone to be assigned a virtual identity.

"I'm starting to regret it now. I haven't been to work normally for a long time. If I knew it, I should have let Chris come." Ron stretched his waist and complained.

"With Chris's poker face, anyone would think he has a problem. It's not what you said. Don't be too conspicuous? BOSS," Arthur comforted.

"No, I just thought that we don't need to keep the two identities so low-key at all. One high-profile one can attract attention, and then the low-key one is responsible for the investigation. So, I will be the high-profile one, understand?"

"No problem, boss."

"Don't call me BOSS from now on, shh, someone is coming." Ron gestured for silence, and the two continued to pretend to be strangers. After a while, a fat man wearing glasses came in.

"Welcome, I am your interviewer, please allow me to introduce myself briefly," the fat man shook hands with the two of them very kindly:

"Fortis Security Company specializes in providing armed security services for cash transport vehicles in Los Angeles. Our customers include large retail department stores, vaults, banks, casinos, and marijuana dispensaries. Thanks to President Frank, marijuana has been legalized. We started from marijuana dispensaries. The bills that come out are often far more than the banks..."

"I'm tired of hearing these things. Almost every security company's business is like this, but I'm more concerned about what kind of job I will be doing." Ron said with a deliberately impatient look, which is exactly what he said Just had an appointment with Arthur.

"I'm going to talk about this next. We have 12 armored vans, each with three personnel, a driver, a liaison officer, and a guard. Each vehicle transports at least 1500 million U.S. dollars a day, so it will cause us to worry. Hope you pay attention." The fat man pushed his glasses, "I don't want to lie to you, this job is dangerous."

"So you will offer a reward commensurate with the danger, right? That's exactly what I need." Ron's eyes radiated the light of a money fanatic.

"Of course, our remuneration has always been the highest in the industry." The fat man picked up the two resumes on the table and asked hesitantly, "Are you Mays?"

"No, I'm Arthur Morgan, a fast gunner from Texas." Ron reported the pseudonym on his profile, which was the name of the gunner most admired by the old Jack who taught him to shoot.

"Is that Arthur Morgan?" The fat man opened the second resume: "Your background check is very clean, and your resume at Blackwater Company is also very impressive. That company is good, but the nature of our work is a bit different. We You don't need to take the initiative to kill people, you just need to be optimistic about the banknotes that are being escorted, which shouldn't be difficult for you."

The fat man walked up to Arthur: "So you are Mace, right?"

"Yes." Arthur answered briefly.

"Well, your information seems to be all right, but I want you to know that not long ago, we just lost a few guards. They died in the line of duty, and a civilian died. What a tragedy."

The fat man sighed and said, just as he finished speaking, a tall and strong man walked into the office and patted the fat man on the shoulder: "OK, thank you, I will leave this place to me now."

"You are Arthur and Mace, right? From now on, I will call you Y and M, and you can also call me Bullet."

The new man shook hands with them, and introduced himself: "Are you ready to start the test? It's not difficult, just running, hitting targets and so on. As long as you reach the passing line of 60 points, you will be able to take the test." The job is available, can we start?"

In Ron's mind, this person should be Hank's former colleague, and of course he is also one of his suspects. Up to now, including the fat man just now, he has met two people who have access to the escort schedule. figure.

"Of course, I can start anytime. I can't wait." Ron glanced at Arthur inadvertently. The other party immediately understood the meaning from his eyes and nodded imperceptibly.

The bullet took them both to the training ground together.

The test for armed security personnel is nothing more than three items. The first obstacle run mainly examines the basic physical fitness. They need to run on a 500-meter runway full of various obstacles. This venue is similar to that used for military games. The species are exactly the same.

The world's fastest record is 20 minutes and [-] seconds. Ron used [-]% of his strength to finish the run in [-] minutes and [-] seconds. He has already broken the fastest record of the entire company.

In this kind of job where life may be lost at any time, who doesn't want a very powerful colleague?
And Arthur suppressed his strength and ran a time of 22 minutes and [-] seconds. It can't be said how fast, but he definitely passed.

The next second item is vehicle driving, which is even easier for Ron. His driving skills come from Toretto, a man who can drive a car so that Newton's coffin board can't hold it down.

After a short operation, it feels like driving an ordinary escort car like an F1.

"What a man who likes to show off." Arthur curled his lips secretly. In this test, he deliberately turned a little late twice, causing the car to scratch the road sign. According to the test standard, he just passed the score again.

Then came the last and most critical test, shooting.

Because I heard that the company has a very good new colleague, almost all the security personnel of the company gathered around the shooting range to watch them conduct tests.

Arthur secretly shook his head at Ron, meaning, you are already conspicuous enough, it's best to be restrained this time, Ron nodded.

"It's [-] targets, [-] shots. You only need to hit [-] rings to pass. This requirement should not be difficult for you, right? You look like a superman. I guess you were a big surprise in your original company." Guy right?"

"Of course." Ron raised his head proudly.

"Those bad boys made a bet. I bought you more than [-] rings. Don't let me down." Bullet patted Ron on the shoulder and handed him a pistol.

Ron got the gun and checked the pistol first. This is a fifth-generation Glock [-] pistol, which uses a polymer sleeve to make it lighter. Ron raised his hand to aim at the target.

"Bang bang bang..."

Almost without hesitation, all [-] rounds of bullets in the gun were emptied in one go, just this result...

Bullet frowned, and Ron's ten shots added up to a score of [-]. Although this result is already a pass, compared to Ron's amazing performance just now, it can only be said to be quite satisfactory.

"Losing, losing, I thought he would play more accurately."

"That is to say, I was just like Superman just now, but I didn't expect marksmanship to be so much worse."

"It's not much worse. This result is already better than yours."

"But he just..."

Annoyed voices came from the onlookers of the security personnel. Obviously, they all bet that Ron would have good grades just now.

"It's okay, I guess you must have not practiced for a long time, right? Believe me, you will get back to feeling soon here." Bullet patted Ron on the back and comforted him.

(End of this chapter)