Compared with catching spies like looking for a needle in a haystack, a business trip to Egypt must be a bad American, and the business travelers have overseas allowances in addition to living allowances during the business trip, and all the expenses for the agents to go to Egypt are the responsibility of Brad's office, and the places where they live are basically Rhodesia hotels, although they can't live in the presidential suite, the executive suite is still OK.

Leaving Fox's office, O'Connor went straight to Ferdinand.

The office where Ferdinand's team is located is next door to the O'Connor team office, and the layout of the office is the same, the outside is the common office area where the team members work, and the innermost is a separate office used by the team leader, when O'Connor came to Ferdinand's office, Ferdinand was sitting at a desk and bragging to a few of his subordinates.

Just before meeting O'Connor, Ferdinand had just reported to Fox about the cracking of a case, which he praised Fox.

"In the evening, after work, we have dinner together, and this time we got a bonus of 120 rand, 15 per person first, and the rest is all eaten-" Ferdinand's group is sharing the spoils, and the Brad action group is generally six or seven people, one person is divided into 15, and the rest is enough for a big meal.

The bonuses in Brad's office have always been generous, and these bonuses come not from state grants, but from windfalls in the process of solving crimes.

You must know that the funds of the agents are very sufficient, many agents living in Los Angeles will rent high-end apartments in order to hide people's eyes, and the funds do not dare to deposit in the bank in order to escape bank supervision, many times they are placed in apartments, O'Connor's team at most when arresting an agent, 15,000 rand in cash was found from the apartment where the agent lived, and that time O'Connor's team took more than 3,000 in bonuses alone.

There are a total of six people in O'Connor's group, and after getting the bonus, three of them bought a house directly in Los Angeles, and O'Connor's money was lent out in this way, if all the foreign debts were recovered, O'Connor would have enough money to buy a car, let alone buy a car.

"Oh, Ferdinand, you've made a fortune—" O'Connor laughed, not congratulating.

"Envy? I envy that I will come to eat at night, and there will be no more of you. "Ferdinand, in front of the crew, still saved some face for O'Connor.

However, the team members all knew about this dirty relationship between O'Connor and Ferdinand, so they immediately scattered the birds and beasts, buried themselves in the desk, looked for cups to make coffee everywhere, picked up the phone but did not dial and pretended, and did not seem to pay attention to O'Connor and Ferdinand, but their ears were erect high, and they were afraid of missing any wonderful details.

Alas, all occupational diseases!

"Hahahaha, no, I'm going to Egypt on a business trip, so I'm going to trouble you with this case-" O'Connor is not uncommon to go to eat, although Nyasaland is good, but O'Connor doesn't mind going to Egypt on a business trip, after all, only by leaving Nyasaland will he love Nyasaland more.

"What case?" The smile on Ferdinand's face vanished, and the pretended busy staff looked at O'Connor blankly.

They didn't know what Ferdinand and O'Connor were talking about, but intuitively, it didn't seem like a good thing, otherwise O'Connor wouldn't be so happy.

"It's the case of that Japanese woman, and now this case belongs to you!" O'Connor finally couldn't help laughing, and threw the bag of papers far away to Ferdinand and walked away.

Luckily, O'Connor was in time to close, and as soon as he closed the door, the bag slammed into the door behind him, and then Ferdinand was heard screaming angrily.

But this has nothing to do with O'Connor, leaving Ferdinand's office, O'Connor came to the basement to determine William's situation, joking and joking, O'Connor has always been very serious about his work, otherwise Fox would not have handed over this job to O'Connor.

"1132's condition is terrible, your people are too heavy, 1132's mental condition is terrible, there are multiple soft tissue contusions all over the body, the eyeball is congested, the hearing in the right ear is greatly reduced, and three ribs are broken, how did you do it? Isn't torture allowed? Brad's office was equipped with an infirmary, and the doctor, Patrick, was only responsible for treating patients, and he did not know William's specific identity.

Patrick didn't even know William's name, 1132 was William's prison uniform number.

"The broken rib was not caused by interrogation, but by carelessness during the arrest." O'Connor breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he couldn't die.

"Then why didn't you send it over sooner?" Patrick doesn't like the action group, they always have no regard for life, not only for the enemy's, but also for their own.

"If you want to be interrogated, you want to confess, you want to follow the vine, so do you have time to bring it over for treatment?" O'Connor didn't feel guilty, William's situation was special, O'Connor knew that time was limited when he arrested people, and because of William's identity, he couldn't torture William, so Julian and Bayer took turns to conduct fatigue interrogations, and finally pry William's mouth open.

It is reassuring that William was arrested by Brad before he could send the information away, and he did not cause much damage, which is a blessing in misfortune.

Patrick shook his head speechlessly, took out the document and asked O'Connor to sign it, only if he signed it could he take the person away, as for whether he was released or sent to the execution ground, Patrick didn't care.

I don't care.

"1132 is going to stay here for a few days, and I'll take him away in a few days." O'Connor couldn't take people away yet, the prisoner exchange was a technical job, and Brad's office had to send people to Cairo to fight the front station first, and finally O'Connor would send William to Cairo.

Leaving Brad's office, O'Connor went to the street to buy a bouquet of flowers and then to the Los Angeles hospital where the short-haired beauty worked.

The short-haired beauty is Brittany, a doctor at Los Angeles Hospital, and O'Connor and Brittany got along very well this past weekend, and if Brittany didn't mind, O'Connor was eager to see if he could continue his relationship with Brittany.

Los Angeles Hospital also has no holidays, the lockdown caused by the American flu has not been lifted, and all staff entering and leaving Los Angeles Hospital must register in accordance with the regulations.

When O'Connor found Brittany, Brittany was treating a patient, and when he saw O'Connor holding flowers in his arms, Brittany's eyes were full of surprise, but Brittany did not greet O'Connor for the first time, but finished the treatment for the patient, and explained the follow-up treatment plan of the nurse in charge of the bed, so that he had time to face O'Connor.

"To you, I wish you eternal health and beauty—" O'Connor was apprehensive, he didn't greet Brittany in advance, not knowing what Brittany would do to him.

"Thanks, very beautiful flower, I can't see it, it's very good at pleasing girls—" Brittany had regained his composure, and looked at O'Connor without smiling.

"I'm passing by here after work, I'm stopping by to see you, and if you have time in the evening, I'd like to invite you to dinner, and I'm going on a business trip to Cairo in a few days, and I'll be back in a while—" O'Connor gradually returned to normal, but the excuse was a bit clumsy, Brittany knew that O'Connor lived in a bachelor apartment, and going from Victory Avenue to a bachelor apartment would not pass by Los Angeles Hospital.

"Where's it, but I'm a little late at work, probably after eight o'clock—" Brittany pretended to be calm, but he didn't hide it very well, and the roots of his ears were a little red.

"Eight o'clock is not too late, what do you want to eat? I went to the restaurant in advance to reserve a seat. "O'Connor is not too late, and the agents are also punctual at work, and there are a lot of overtime hours, so O'Connor doesn't have much sense of time.

"It's nice to have a fish head hot pot on Sunset Avenue-" Brittany is welcome, fish head hot pot-

Come on, come on, the fish head hot pot you want is here, and everyone is satisfied.

Before O'Connor could speak, there was a sudden commotion and exclamation in the hallway outside the door, and then the office door was kicked open, and a young man with a grief and anger on his face rushed towards Brittany.

O'Connor reacted quickly and stopped directly in front of the young man.

Before O'Connor could speak, the young man yelled at "fuck off" and tried to push O'Connor away.

O'Connor's figure on the door panel at a glance was not something that the young man could push open at all, but was pushed two meters away by O'Connor's slap.

"Don't come here, what the hell are you doing?" O'Connor looked more fierce than the young man.

"I'm looking for that female doctor, what does it have to do with you?" The young man shouted with his neck raised.

O'Connor didn't talk nonsense, asked the nurse who was trembling at the door to call the security guard, and then opened his shirt and flashed his pistol: "If you have something to say slowly, you are still far from doing it, your current behavior has broken the law, no matter what your reason is, you will be responsible for your actions." ”

Although the pistol is still in the holster, it is full of deterrence.

The young man looked at O'Connor, who looked like a man-bear, with obvious fear in his eyes, but just when O'Connor thought he was in control of the situation, the young man suddenly rushed over and hugged O'Connor, and reached out to draw a gun from O'Connor's waist.

"it!" O'Connor reacted quickly, grabbed the young man's arm with one hand, stuck the young man's throat with the other, and pressed his knee against the young man's chest.

The young man screamed and suddenly fell to the ground, gasping for breath like a fish that had jumped ashore on its own initiative.

O'Connor was not polite, he turned the young man over on the ground, put his hands behind his back, and pressed the young man with his knees.

Don't get me wrong, there's no pressure on the neck, there's no pressure on the head, it's just on the shoulder.

Although the young man struggled desperately, O'Connor did not move.

Then look at Brittany, who leaned back on the table with his hands over his mouth and looked at O'Connor with the same look he had done in the bar the night before.

ps: Don't mess with me, I'm so hard that I even stew myself-