Liu Qigang is actually just a little bit of a habit. He was forced to be a traitor. No one was born to want to be a traitor, but he was forced to embark on this path of no return. So at this moment, he was just a little mentally unbalanced. And Tucker said it right. He really wanted to have a new life as soon as possible and was unwilling to face these things again. Especially, he might be able to see his wife and children one day, which made him extremely expect.

So Liu Qigang picked up the pen and looked at the notebook and said, "Can I write whatever I want?"

"Of course." Tucker nodded and said, "The head is yours. Of course it is up to you. But please choose important information that is closely related to you and me."

"I can write Chinese." Liu Qigang said while moving his pen.

"Yes, you can write whatever you want." Tucker said, standing up and looking at Guzan, "Go to the city to get some delicious food. Breakfast and lunch. These are really not very good. Please help me ask where the translation is? Let them get here as soon as possible."

Liu Qigang wrote until noon. He stopped until he was really tired and hungry. Tucker looked at the pages of words and could not tell whether he was happy or disappointed, and he did not urge Liu Qigang to continue. Instead, he asked Liu Qigang to have a good meal he bought from the city and let him rest.

Tucker himself took these things to the next room and handed them over to the translator who was transferred to the emergency, allowing the man to translate them into English as quickly as possible.

"What do you think there will be something here?" Guzan asked after looking at Tucker handing the book over to the translator.

Tucker shook his head and said, "I don't know either. This guy didn't work well with us before. He was always shaken, making people feel that he would regret it at any time. He always had to give him some threats from time to time to let him release something. Maybe it was this mentality that made him unable to hold on and chose to suddenly escape without any threat. So, it's hard for me to say how valuable the things above are to us."

When Guzan heard Tucker say this, he didn't continue to worry about this matter, but instead said: "The safe house is ready. It's in Basto, northeast of the city. Also, the headquarters said that it would inform you as soon as possible after you get the information. The relevant liaison bureau must notify them. You can't wait until something happens in the future and others will ask us to take responsibility."

"Hmph." Tucker snorted coldly, "The reason I put this guy here is to get what I want before others intervene. Otherwise, who will know what mistakes will happen afterwards? Who should catch and what thread should be put, can we decide on our own?"

"But this is in China." Gu Zan said with some embarrassment: "We have a division of labor with the FBI."

"Then they are not doing nothing abroad," Tucker said, raising his hand and said, "I am apt to behave. I will definitely not let us be caught by someone."

Guzan was relieved when he heard Tucker say this, "That's good." After that, he glanced at Liu Qigang's room and said, "When should we go to the safe house? The environment there is much better than here."

"Low. When you read the translated things, we will leave here if there is no problem. Tonight we will hurry up and read them and ask for valuables. Leave the rest to the FBI."

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Pete and Andrew Parker, who were disguised, came to Los Angeles on the same flight. When they opened the phone again, they each received a text message, which was "See you in the area a of the parking lot."

So the two of them arrived in the airport parking lot area A. As soon as they arrived, a Buick sedan drove over and parked in front of them, and rolled down the window.

Pete glanced at the person who came. He didn't recognize the man in the driving position, and he was the only one in the car. However, Andrew Parker smiled and said to Pete, "Get in the car."

Pete opened the door of the rear car and got in the car without saying a word, while Parker also sat down in the back seat. After the two got in, the driver quickly drove the car out of the airport. After getting on the main road, Parker spoke: "I'll tell me, the driver is Thomas. The communicator."

The man driving looked at the rearview mirror and smiled, "It's just an errand runner."

Parker turned to Pitt without hesitation and said, "Just know that his name is Thomas, don't ask anything else. He won't ask you either."

Pi Te nodded and said, "What do he call me?"

Parker pointed to the passport that Pete was still holding in his hand and said, "What is the name of the person above?"

"Frank." Pete said.

"Then he will call you Frank. My name is Jill." Parker said, pointing to Zhou Ping who was driving and said, "Do you understand?"

Pi Te nodded and said, "I understand. Then where are we going now?"

"Go and get things." Thomas, who was in charge of driving, said: "The things we want to use are ready."

Parker looked out of the car window and said, "Have you met the people here?"

"I've seen it. They prepared everything." Thomas replied.

Parker nodded, took out his phone and looked at it, "Did they say where the target is now? What's the name of the person you contacted?"

"No. Maybe you are contacting you personally after you arrive. The person I met was a middle-aged man, claiming his surname was Sun, and his English name was sun." Thomas said.

"Okay." Parker nodded and said, "Try not to let the people here meet us except you."

"Okay." Just as Thomas agreed, the phone he brought rang.

Thomas immediately picked up the phone and looked at it, "It was this Sun who called." After that, he answered the phone. He saw that after hearing the other party's words, he hung up the phone after saying a few words.

Parker glanced at Thomas and said, "How is it? What's the news."

Thomas put down the phone and said, "He said the target may be in a motel in the outskirts of the east of the city. They dare not get too close. You know this is the west and you can see Mexico at a glance. You can only see from a distance or drive past the road outside the hotel, so you can't be sure. They will send me the address of the place immediately."

"Motel?" Pete looked at Parker in confusion, "They arranged that person in the motel?"

"Don't look at me. I don't know." Parker frowned as he said. Obviously this was not inconsistent with common sense. They shouldn't have found such a place to settle him so casually. Isn't this person important? Then it shouldn't be like this. Don't they have a safe house here? This is impossible. This is their own territory. What tricks are there in this? But what will it be?
Chapter completed!