บท 86: wujing bastard
The death of Floriana Campos Part 2
Alex PVs
My conversation with Reddington was very gratifying, and I received some interesting information, too bad it only lasted until I got to the airport.
Reddington also came by private jet and didn't want his pilot to come back alone and preferred to go with him, when I arrived in New York I called the girls and told them to come to live with me in Washington for a while because I think I'll stay here for a few years old.
After talking to the girls I followed Reddington as their bodyguard all week and it was smooth, currently, I'm going to Reddington but on the way something happened that made me stop, some of my contacts in the army and CIA called me saying that someone was attacking American agents operating in China, my first guess was Wujing, so I called Reddington.
After Dembe hands Reddington the phone, I say, "We've got a problem, and this is going to be annoying!"
Reddington then says. "Is it about American agents linked to or operating in China?"
I wasn't surprised that Reddington had this information and said. "Yes, some of my contacts were killed, they were on my payroll as it facilitated my illegal transportation in China and some parts of the Asian continent."
Reddington smiles and says. "It's part of the business, oddly enough it sometimes ends up happening.
Once something similar happened to me in Montevideo and you won't believe how it ended...
You need help?"
I, of course, won't ask Reddington for favors if it's not strictly necessary, I said. "No need, I'll use my fleet of emergency submarines."
Now it's Reddington's turn to be surprised. "Do you have a fleet of submarines to carry cargo?"
I made a smug voice and said. "Of course not! I have a fleet of submarines to transport precious cargo and high-value deliveries that cannot be seized under any circumstances!"
Reddington smiles and says. "Good... Good... The student surpasses the teacher, I'm proud as a daddy bear!"
I smiled and replied. "Fuck Reddington!
Don't keep an eye on my fleet of Ouragan submarines!"
Reddington then says wryly. "Hey... Hey... I just want to propose some business, nothing too serious."
"Later we talk business, now we'd better kill this wujing wujing!"
Reddington revels in other people's misfortunes, especially if I'm the one suffering setbacks, but he knows when to stop. "I think it will be easy because I know what he stole and why he did it.
He hired me to crack a code right now, meet me downtown, I think I already have the next name on my blacklist!"
I finally understood where Reddington got into this matter and how he got this information at the same time I, if not before, headed toward the downtown park, where I sat next to Dembe in the car and waited for Reddington.
After a heated conversation with my good friend Dembe about which football team is better, we both agreed that Barcelona and Real Madrid are great teams and also great rivals, it seems that Reddington has passed on to Elisabeth and the team, Wujing's profile, is now just waiting for my time to shine.
We left the park, and went to the post office, after a few hours Dembe took Reddington and Elisabeth to a Radio Station while I just followed them in my car.
After Dembe left them there, I stayed outside a good distance waiting and it seems I'm not the only one, these FBI guys have a lot to learn, without even trying I already located them, imagine Wujing, if Reddington had I wouldn't have handed the Feds over to Wujing, he'll think the Feds are tracking Reddington and will try to kill him, of course, knowing Reddington is exactly what he's going to do.
Soon everything went as planned, Elisabeth did everything just right and they got the name of Wujing's next target and we went into a marathon to see who finds him first, but before we even got into this race, the FBI made a point of ruining everything by attacking the station. Radio station before Reddington and Elisabeth left.
I followed the car Wujing was in with Reddington and Elisabeth and caught them when Wujing abandoned them in the street.
"Hi, Reddington! Need a ride?" I stopped the car on the road and called Reddington.
Elisabeth is startled, while Reddington smiles and says. "Kruger! Glad you showed up at the right time, where's Dembe?"
After Reddington and Elisabeth got into the car, I smiled and said. "Hahaha... He's busy this time, some setbacks have arisen and I'll be your driver this time, you don't mind right?"
Reddington tapped my shoulder and said. "Haha... Of course not my friend, I need you to take me to a building, here at this address."
"Sure, leave it to me. Hey Red, who's the lady next to you?"
Reddington gives a suggestive smile and says. "This is FBI agent Keen.
Elisabeth, this is my old friend Frederick Kruger or Fred Kruger for intimates!"
I smiled in the rearview mirror and said. "Hello FBI Agent Keen, nice to meet you."
Elisabeth looks at me and says. "I can't say the same about you, Mr. Kruger, I don't think associating with assassins is a pleasure."
I didn't take what she said seriously and didn't respond, I just looked at Reddington and said. "Hey old man, she's very rude to me, have you been badmouthing me to strangers again?"
Reddington started to laugh. "Hahahahaha... This time I had nothing to do with it, she was the one who read your file when I recommended him as a security guard, and I also killed a man she thinks innocent but was responsible for the deaths of at least four good American patriots ."
"Tsk..." I used my right to remain silent throughout the trip wisely.
It was the best decision I made, after all, after I shut up, I heard Elisabeth talk to Reddington about Tom, it seems she decided to share with him the fact that she found money, passports, and a hidden weapon in her house. House, and so from the last conversation she decided to investigate, after that quiet conversation they fell out and there was a good verbal fight and Reddington wisely managed to soften his losses.
After I left Reddington and Elisabeth at their fate, I went to my house, this Wujing just gave me a good headache, and I feel a huge urge to kill him!
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(A/N: I want to thank my good reader Ouragan for the submarine idea.
P.S: Pass your POWER STONES or Donald will eat your cookies and act like an asshole in his house!)
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