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Chapter Nineteen Good Morning

"Yes. And very urgent." Parker said very simply while driving: "If we can't complete this task, we have to leave here and never come back."

"Leave?!" Peter immediately said when he heard him say this, "But we have done nothing yet."

Parker looked at Pitt through the rearview mirror in the car and said, "Don't be excited. What we are doing now is to prevent this from happening. It's just the beginning."

While talking, Parker drove the car to a nearby 24-hour fast food restaurant. After parking the car, several people walked into the fast food restaurant, and after ordering some food, the three of them sat down at a table.

"First of all, I'll briefly introduce the situation." Parker said as he picked up the burger and chewed it. After chewing it for a few quick times, he said, "I'm so hungry." After swallowing it, he continued, "Someone defected there. Now this person is in Los Angeles on the West Coast. Our task is to solve him." He pointed to Dr. Feng and Pete and said, "You two and I have to set out to Los Angeles today. Are there any problems?"

"Now?" Of course, Pitt was nothing about this, but Dr. Feng was in a little trouble.

"Yes. I'm going to take the ID you want to use, and I'm going to carry all the phone calls with me. There's still money. If possible, we can leave immediately." Parker said, picking up the drink and taking a sip.

"This... I have to make up an excuse." Dr. Feng said: "I can't disappear suddenly, that will be trouble."

Parker nodded, of course he knew this. But he didn't say anything immediately but continued to eat. Pete, who was beside him, thought for a while, and said, "How about going with me?"

Dr. Feng looked at Pete and said, "Go with you? What's the point? Are you not a child?"

"Make up one..." Peter smiled bitterly and said, "Just say, people from China gather together?"

Dr. Feng thought after hearing Peter say this, "This is indeed OK, but is it too urgent in time? Since it is a party, even if you don't travel across the ocean, it will take time for you to come from all over the world."

Parker glanced at Victor Feng and said, "Then, you can set out tomorrow. You can't be late."

Dr. Feng nodded and said, "I understand. When I go back, I say that Pete's family is here and ask everyone to meet in Los Angeles."

"No." Parker waved his hands and said, "To the outside world, let's go to San Francisco. San Francisco is like a place where you can gather. It is not only prosperous, but also many Chinese people. Don't reveal the places we really want to go."

"Okay, then San Francisco." Dr. Feng nodded and said, "What are we going to do this time?"

"You can only know how to do it when you are done." Parker looked at Pitt and said, "But by then, Pitt will probably be responsible for taking action. We will be provided with the weapons and other things we need when we are there."

"Then will I follow you later?" asked Pete.

"Yes. Unless you have a girlfriend, a wife, or something, to explain it," Parker said.

Pete looked at Dr. Feng without saying a word and said, "I have no problem, I can set off soon. As long as I can finish it before the end of the holiday."

"Haha." Parker was stunned for a moment when he heard Peter say this, and then laughed out loud, "Pitte. It seems that you have not made any great progress here after you get here." He pointed to his head, "This is an emergency task. The end of your vacation? By then, it will be more than your vacation. And don't be so optimistic, complete? Now we don't even know what that person is like, what to talk about?" After that, he looked at Dr. Feng and said, "Do you usually communicate more with him? Compared to you being so cautious, he is like an ignorant and fearless child."

Parker's words caught Dr. Feng and Pitt off guard. After looking at each other, Dr. Feng sighed and said, "My personal experiences are different, and the focus of training before is different. So..."

Before Dr. Feng finished speaking, Parker whirled his hands and interrupted, "Okay, I understand. As long as you don't think about the same as 007." After that, he took a drink again and stood up and said, "I'll give you my phone and passport immediately. Then take action separately." As he said, he looked at Pete and said, "Let's buy tickets and go over to the airport for foreign exchange." Then he said to Dr. Feng, "You can contact us when you arrive tomorrow." After that, he raised his foot and walked out.

Just as Pete and Andrew Parker were about to set off, on the other side of the United States, in an ordinary motel in Los Angeles, the target that Pitt and his friends were trying to solve was watching TV in a room on the second floor of the motel.

This person is Liu Qigang. His current appearance is slightly different from the images taken from the surveillance monitor that Parker saw before. Obviously, this guy has been disguising all the way to the United States, but with a little identification, he can easily match the appearance in the photo.

At this moment, this guy was sitting by the bed watching TV expressionlessly, and soon he yawned a big yawn. It seemed that the jet difference was not reversed.

This is normal, because he arrived here yesterday. After getting off the plane, he was immediately picked up by the intelligence agency and arranged to a motel near this relatively remote suburban expressway.

After flipping through the TV station, Liu Qigang suddenly threw the remote control to his side, stood up and came to the door and reached out to open the door. As soon as the door was opened, he saw the two figures standing outside the door quickly turned around and looked at him.

The man immediately spoke in English: "I'm hungry. I want breakfast."

After the two at the door nodded, one of them said, "We will arrange it right away, please go back to the house."

Liu Qigang seemed unwilling but said nothing, just took a step back and closed the door heavily. The two outside the door immediately knocked on the door of a room next to them, and saw a white man who looked about forty years old and was not dressed in disheveled opening the door, rubbing his glasses and saying, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Guzan. That one wants breakfast." One of the two men spoke.

"Puff..." The man breathed helplessly and said, "Prepare to order food. I'll take it in."

The two men at the door immediately took action after hearing this. A moment later, a fast food of bread and fries was brought up. The guy named Guzan, who had been dressed, took the place, opened the door of the man and walked in.
Chapter completed!
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