"Sir, would you like something to drink?" Francois was looking sadly at his hometown, which was getting further and further away from him, when suddenly a clear voice asked him.

"Brandy, if drinking is allowed on this plane." Francois, who had never left Paris, naturally had no chance to take a plane, but this fresh anxiety did not prevent him from wanting to get drunk.

"Of course, as long as the customer pays us a reasonable remuneration, we will provide the best service to the customer." The flight attendant service terminal handed Francois an amber drink with a meaningful smile.

"You..." Francois cast a shocked look at the flight attendant, and soon he noticed that there were no passengers around him as far as he could see, and he couldn't help but have a bitter smile on his face, "You really can't wait for a moment, just

Can't you allow me to feel melancholy for a moment longer about leaving my hometown?"

"We are in a hurry, Mr. Francois." The flight attendant said to himself as he sat next to Francois at the terminal. "Especially after rescuing you, our existence has been completely exposed. We can waste less time with you."

Minutes later we will have more initiative.”

"Tch, isn't it because of you that I will be exposed?" Francois sneered in displeasure, "Forget it, it's useless to tell you this, you are not a reasonable guy in the first place."

"So I suggest you tell us all the information while we are still reasonable." The flight attendant's terminal threatened vaguely.

"I know, I know, I didn't say I regretted it." Francois sighed gloomily, "But before I explain, I need to know how much you know, otherwise I won't know where to start."

"Not much, you know we are trying to control the activities in Paris." The flight attendant terminal maintained the persona of an agent of the Ministry of Emergency Situations, "What we know so far is that there was a strange robbery in Paris three years ago. The origin of this robbery

The strange thing is that the identities of both parties who were robbed and robbed are not clear, and no one can even figure out what they were robbing. What's even worse is that the suspects and witnesses involved in this matter all became involved in the crime in just a few weeks.

He disappeared mysteriously for various reasons, and you are the only person we found who can still breathe."

"That's it? The Ministry of Emergency Situations is just that." Francois said scornfully.

"We are not a comprehensive department, let alone a secret police. We will only be dispatched when an emergency has occurred." The flight attendant terminal was unmoved by its provocation and just defended itself in a business-like tone.

"Humph, it's not that far off, but you were quite arrogant during the war," Francois sneered.

"You're talking about our predecessors, not us. Did you come into contact with those people during the war?" The flight attendant looked at him with admiration.

"At that time, I was only responsible for running errands for the military. As for the factions within the military, aren't they all the same for whomever I work for?" Francois shrugged.

"You are really lucky that you were not silenced afterwards." The flight attendant said sincerely.

"The only good thing about me is that I have a lot of luck. I always know when to stop in advance." Francois had a look of pride on his face.

"Then you should know that I will get angry if you continue to talk nonsense with me." The flight attendant still smiled, but that smile looked dangerous.

"You guys are so boring." Francois felt helpless for a while, "Okay, I'll give it a try if it's a big deal."

"Were you one of the robbers at that time?" Finally we got down to business, and the flight attendant also put on a serious look.

"Yes, I am responsible for peripheral inspections and equipment procurement. I am not a core member of that team, so if you ask me questions that are too core, I can't answer them. I am still confused about many things." Francois answered frankly.

"Who is your employer?"

"I don't know. People who communicate anonymously on the Internet have a style a bit like those lawless hackers." Francois shook his head.

"How dare you accept such an outrageous request?" The flight attendant was a little surprised. A veteran like Francois shouldn't be so rash.

"There is no way, who asked others to give more?" Francois smiled bitterly, "Whether you accept the order or not, as long as you are willing to accept the entrustment, you will give 50,000 yuan. After accepting the order, you will deposit 500,000 yuan. If it comes true in the end, no matter life or death.

Add another five million to the account."

"Have you got them all?" The flight attendant's eyes suddenly looked a little joking.

"Damn you were deceived." Francois couldn't help but gritted his teeth, "The first two payments were real, but something happened to the largest balance when we were able to deliver the goods, and most of the entire team was ambushed on the spot.

Killed, it seems that no one else survived except me."

"How many people are there in the entire team?" the flight attendant asked again.

"About twenty." Francois rolled his eyes and thought for a while, "There are thirteen people on site, about five people like me on the periphery, and two to three or four network supports. I'm not sure of the specific number."

"It's difficult for those who participate in the physical body to escape. Are you sure that the network support has also been killed?" The flight attendant asked a reasonable question. After all, it is very difficult to kill a senior hacker. These people are not only highly skilled but also very cowardly.

If there is any slight disturbance, the birds and beasts will disperse.

"Oh, their life and death have nothing to do with me?" Francois said with an indifferent face, "Anyway, those few network supports have not shown up since we were deceived. I wonder if there is something wrong with them.

After all, the employer never showed up except to recruit people and provide a simple action plan, and then he plotted against us."

"So even if you want to find out the truth, you don't dare to contact those hackers." The flight attendant nodded in understanding, "Forget it, let's move on to the next question. What on earth did you steal that made it so mysterious?"

"I want to know too." Unexpectedly, François called Qu first, "I told you that I am responsible for the peripheral area, so I never had the chance to directly contact that thing from beginning to end. I only know this thing.

The children must have flown over from Africa, and the escort team acted like soldiers."

"What kind of soldier?" the flight attendant immediately asked.

"They are not mercenaries." Francois, who understood the other party's meaning immediately, shook his head. "They are not the kind of trash in African countries who only work hard to massacre civilians. They should be professionally trained, have good tactical literacy, and are used to using standard equipment.

That kind of thing.”

"But the nationality cannot be determined?" The flight attendant roughly understood why Francois was so cautious.

"Yes, it could be the Federal Army, the United States Army, or the British or Japanese." Francois nodded and reported all the countries that currently have regular defense forces.

"It's not easy to check..." The flight attendant frowned.

"Yes, there are all kinds of snakes, insects, rats, and ants in that damn place in Paris. Isn't it because you don't want to get angry that your Emergency Department tries to avoid large-scale activities in Paris?" Francois agreed deeply.

"Did you survive after you succeeded?" The flight attendant didn't dwell on the question that she couldn't answer at the moment, and changed the topic again.

"No, this is a customer request." Francois shook his head. "There are seven people in the escort team. They are all natural people who have not undergone any prosthetic modifications. They seem to have been guarding against someone using cyber attacks to attack them.

Yes, does this remind you of anything?"

"The cyborg riot that swept the world not long ago." Of course the flight attendant understood.

"I just said it casually, don't make random associations." François evoked other people's associations, but he was eager to clarify them.

"Don't worry, even if I guess wrong, I won't settle the score with you." The flight attendant consoled generously, "By the way, one more thing, were there any witnesses on site when you were working?"

"Well..." Francois grinned awkwardly, as if someone had revealed some embarrassing past.

"Yes? More than one?" the flight attendant said mockingly.

"Who the hell knew you were so unlucky." Francois cursed and admitted, "I had planned it very well. The time and place were perfect. I didn't expect to run into a few gangsters teasing a young girl. But if it was at that time

If you don't take action, you won't have a chance. You have to do it when there are witnesses."

"Where are the witnesses? Have they been cleared away?"

"They all ran away." Francois felt more and more embarrassed to see people, "There will always be mistakes between planning and execution, especially when encountering unexpected accidents. You are in this industry and you should understand what I am talking about.

What."

"Of course, we understand very well..." The flight attendant grinned bitterly, and just as he was about to say something more, his expression suddenly turned serious.

"What's wrong?" Francois was shocked.

"Quick! Get away from this ghost..." The flight attendant, whose face suddenly changed, grabbed Francois and seemed to want to drag him out of his seat.
Chapter completed!