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Chapter 700 Actions in the Darkness (4K chapters)

Dortmund has dark brown curly hair and a pair of thick myopia glasses on the bridge of his nose. You can tell by looking at the glasses that the prescription is not low. He is none other than the steel smelting expert Stefan helped Wu Qian find, under ThyssenKrupp Administer laboratory work.

The sudden sound startled him.

There were street lights on the street, but the voice came from a dark place. Dortmund looked at the car with all his eyes.

"Is it Tragar?"

Dortmund asked suspiciously, Telaga was Stefan's assistant, and after Stefan sold his personal favor to help Wu Qian smelt ultra-high-strength steel, he asked Telaga to be in charge of the contact.

A middle-aged man came out from the shadows, with a very friendly smile on his face, about 40 years old, wearing a long windbreaker, only half of his calf could be seen.

"Huh? Not Traga, who are you?"

The visitor spoke proficient German, and his accent was somewhat similar to that of Traga.

It is true that Dortmund is a scientific researcher who lacks interpersonal communication, but he is not stupid. The matter Stefan entrusted to him is very hidden, and he has to jump in the queue to open the back door. Very few people know about it. A stranger suddenly came to ask , things are not simple, worthy of vigilance.

The visitor raised his hand to signal Dortmund not to be nervous. He said, "Mr. Dortmund, I am an investigator of ThyssenKrupp Friendly Enterprise. Please don't be nervous. I have no malicious intentions."

"I just want to know, what is the use of the ultra-high-strength steel that Baoma Group wants you to smelt?"

The less nervous you are, the more nervous you are.

Dortmund became even more vigilant after hearing the other party's words. He unconsciously moved towards the door of the house and said, "You should go to Baoma Group for these things instead of asking me. I am only in charge of smelting steel. As for I don't know anything else."

Seeing that Dortmund didn't let go at all, the visitor smiled helplessly and said, "Mr. Dortmund, I think you must regard me as a commercial spy. In fact...you can also treat me as a commercial spy. I don't know what you want to do." Are you willing to disclose the information to me?"

"Fifty thousand euros? One hundred thousand euros? Or..."

The tone of the visitor's speech has been professionally trained, with a very strong provocative and seductive tone. While speaking, his legs are walking towards the shadow on the side of Dortmund under the cover of the windbreaker.

"Still, you like this..."

Before Dortmund could respond, the visitor pointed at Dortmund. In the darkness, he could see a metallic luster in his hand.

People don't talk too much harshly, and when they see the other party not cooperating, they will see each other poorly.

Cold sweat broke out on Dortmund's forehead. He trembled in his heart and said in a trembling voice, "You... who are you? You are definitely not a commercial spy. What exactly do you want to know? I told you I don't know!"

How can a commercial spy say that he is a commercial spy, isn't he out of his mind? It must be difficult for Dortmund to judge the identity of the other party, and it is very likely that he is a member of a special organization.

Germany is a country that allows guns to be legally held. It is divided into "big gun license" and "small gun license". The law clearly stipulates that guns are allowed, but guns are not allowed to be fired anytime and anywhere. They can only be fired in self-defense. be deemed legal.

How could Dortmund not panic in a situation where a gun is being pointed at casually like the current situation.

"Don't move, Mr. Dortmund, don't move, put your hands where I can see them, and answer my question, okay?"

The person who came spoke the order very kindly, perhaps because the deterrence of the firearms was better than the effect of shouting loudly.

Dortmund licked his somewhat dry lips. The little wine he drank before had been expelled from his body with cold sweat. He glanced at the door of the house that was close at hand, and then at the empty neighborhood streets, feeling very nervous.

He raised his hands slightly. In fact, he really wanted to yell, but he felt that the speed of the sound might not be as fast as the bullets. Besides, even if he notified his family, he might also hurt his family when he was killed.

"Yes, that's it. Thank you for your cooperation. Okay, let's move on to the question-and-answer session. Mr. Dortmund, please continue to cooperate. The first question, what is the [-] kilograms of ultra-high-strength steel you have planned for the past few days?" For whom was it smelted?"

Dortmund slowly raised his hand and pushed his eyes, and said, "Don't you know that it was entrusted by a board member of Baoma Group."

The visitor shook his head in the darkness and said, "The answer is wrong, you still have one more chance."

The answer to the first question is actually known in people's hearts. The reason why they asked knowingly was to see if Dortmund would know more information.

When Stefan found Dortmund and another expert, he really said that he was helping a friend, but he didn't say the specific situation. After all, Stefan himself didn't know the specific situation.

Dortmund's mentality exploded. He wanted to roar, but he was afraid of angering the other party, so he suppressed his emotions and said: "I really don't know. Stefan Kwant just told me to help a friend, and nothing else Didn't say it!"

The visitor shook his head regretfully, and said, "Mr. Dortmund, I'm afraid the current environment will make your memory decline. You need to change the environment and think about it. Please get in the car..."

"Shhhhhh, don't think about yelling, think about it, since I will appear here, will I be very clear about the situation in this villa?"

Seeing that Dortmund wanted to resist, the visitor tilted his head to the villa while making a silence gesture, and the threat was very obvious.

Dortmund took a deep breath, and his eyes were about to bleed. At this moment, he found that his mind was full of technical knowledge of steel smelting, and he was still no match for the more than a catty of steel in the opponent's hands.

It is impossible to resist, we can only take one step at a time.

Dortmund walked to the car door with difficult steps, and with a light pull, the door opened.

Someone walked up to Dortmund and made a gesture of invitation.

As they got closer, Dortmund finally got a clear view of the face of the visitor. In fact, it didn't make sense whether he could see clearly or not, because he really didn't know him.

"Please." The person said.

"you are not……"

Dortmund was startled. The last "please" came with a little accent. He heard something unusual, but at this stall, he seemed to be pricked in the neck with a needle, and then fell unconscious.

A three-person golf, which can be seen everywhere on the streets of various cities in Germany, left Dortmund's house with a puff of smoke.

In the villa, Dortmund's wife and children were already asleep, and knew nothing about what happened at the door. Perhaps in the early morning of the next day, Dortmund's wife would still complain that her husband went to the bar to stay overnight.

Golf speeding on the highway, headed towards Stuttgart.

The night passed quickly, and the next day the sun was blocked by thick clouds and the sky was overcast.

Wu Qian got up early. Today is his pilgrimage to the Nürburgring. He is full of anticipation for the amazing track.

After breakfast, Wu Qian left the villa by helicopter. He felt that it was too convenient to use a helicopter in a place where flying was not allowed, provided that protective measures were taken.

The Nurburgring is located in the northwest of Frankfurt. If you start from Frankfurt, the air range is only 110 kilometers. The distance from the villa in the forest is tens of kilometers, but it only takes half an hour to arrive at Nurburg. over the town.

A small town is famous all over the world because of a track, this is the power of racing culture.

"Let's take a walk around the track first."

Wu Qian gave an order.

Sitting on a helicopter overlooking the Nürburgring, the veil of mystery was completely lifted, and a track hidden in the dense jungle appeared in front of Wu Qian.

Winding track, undulating terrain, dense jungle, beautiful scenery.

With a total length of 600 kilometers and 88 meters, 84 left curves, 300 right curves, and a drop of more than [-] meters, this beautiful North Ring track hides treacherous road conditions, like a devil smiling and waiting for its prey. Corner, extremely short buffer distance, has a very high risk factor.

"No wonder it's called 'Green Hell'. I can feel the difficulty of this track in the air, oh...a car cornered and lost control."

Although it is still early, there are already vehicles speeding on the Nürburgring Nordschleife, and most of them are test vehicles of various car companies.

Wu Qian saw that a car that was supposed to explore the limit lost control in a curve, but there was no accident, and it returned to normal after two laps in the middle of the road, which shows that the driver's control skills are very solid.

"Boss, do you already feel your blood boil?"

David's voice came from the noise-proof earphones, and Wu Qian smiled and said, "I'm just an amateur driver, and I don't dare to drive like them. I don't know if I will be ridiculed for driving on the track, haha."

Cooks said: "Boss, it doesn't matter, as long as you stick to the right lane, no one will harass you."

Just after a few words of teasing, David's loud voice sounded in the communication device: "Githers, the air defense siren is sounding, hurry up, Bauer, find a place to land!"

David's roar echoed in the noise-canceling earphones. When his voice fell, Wu Qian also heard the air defense siren. His heart tightened.

The spade troops and others who were on the same helicopter were all on the verge of an enemy. Someone had already taken out a parachute bag and was about to put it on for Wu Qian.

"Fack squid! David, don't scream if you don't understand. The Nurburgring alarm is not for helicopters. As long as there is a traffic accident on the track, the alarm will be sounded! Look over there, two cars collided, bastard. "

Cooks pointed at a bend in the distance and roared, spitting all over David's face.

Kux is a German, and he knows some things about his own country quite well. He was terrified by the conditioned reflex at first, but when he looked back and thought about where he was staying now, he immediately understood what was going on.

It was a false alarm, and Ball, who was piloting the helicopter, rolled his eyes and almost blinded his glasses. If possible, he wanted to persuade BOSS to fire David.

The members of the spades team all looked constipated. If they hadn't been in a lower position than David, they would have wanted to give David a punch.

"Hey...haha... So that's the case, oh, really, tsk tsk, it hit badly, and it will take some work to repair." David forcefully resolved the embarrassment.

Wu Qian glanced at David speechlessly. Nervous people have sensitive ears and quick reactions. He really can't be blamed for this, alas...

"Let's go back to Nurburg."

Wu Qian was no longer interested in admiring the beautiful scenery. He was really frightened by the moment just now. If he was really hit by the air defense system on the helicopter, who would bear it.

The helicopter turned around and landed in the town of Newberg.

If there is no major event, the town of Nürburgring is very quiet, and Stefan will not come here, because Baoma Group has a special maintenance workshop at Nürburgring.

Wu came to Nürburgring mainly to pick up people from the variety show department. Without his leadership, the filming team might not be able to enter the Nürburgring Nordschleife. The South Circuit is no problem and is often open.

In the small town of Nürburg, the people in the filming department of the variety show team have long been ready to go, and the big boss personally leads the team.

On the southwest side of the Nürburgring Nordschleife, there are many large warehouse-like buildings, which are maintenance workshops of various car companies stationed here.

At the gate of the "big warehouse" of Baoma Group, Wu Qian met Stefan.

"Oh, Wu, you're here."

Stefan greeted him enthusiastically, and looked at the group of people behind Wu Qian with a little surprise. He understood the bodyguard, but what did those people with long guns and short cannons mean?

Wu Qian didn't say hello to Stefan in advance that he would bring the filming team over, but it was a trivial matter. After a brief explanation, Stefan ordered a person with the filming team to find the filming location.

Whether a media can have material to attract audiences depends on the energy of the boss.

"Wu, come and check your La Voiture Noire, I guarantee that each screw has been screwed back to the original number of turns, and the error will not exceed [-]%."

High-performance cars have strict requirements on the tightness of the screws, too many or too few will not work.

Stefan led Wu Qian to a compartment inside the workshop, where La Voiture Noire stopped quietly.

Of course, you can't put La Voiture Noire at the door. The opposite door is the workshop of other car companies, not to mention that the big three group's is not far away, that would be too deceitful.

Wu Qian saw the miserable Bugatti and shook his head with a smile. He turned to David and said, "David, I'm sorry."

David is an excellent mechanic and has no problem checking the safety of the car.

Stefan didn't take offense. He would have been so cautious if he had changed it. He ordered the workers in the maintenance workshop to cooperate fully, and he and Wu Qian walked out of the cubicle.

"Wu, in order to express my apology, I specially brought you an extra M8 high-performance version from the factory, I hope you like it."

While talking, Stefan led Wu Qian to a corner of the maintenance workshop, where there was a brand new M8 high-performance version.

Wu Qian had a weird expression. He really didn't expect Stefan to be so serious about a small breach of contract.

"Stefan, you are so serious, but this car is really beautiful, so I will not be polite. I never thought that the first Baoma car in my life would be given by the director of Baoma Group. Haha, Very honored."

For Stefan, an M8 is a matter of one hundred and eighty thousand euros, which is not worth rejecting, and it would be even worse.

　Thanks to the book friend diving Turalyon for the 1000 tip, and Su Nian sma for the 600 tip.

　　
　
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