Chapter 371 Sanction Target "Got it." Mouse was sitting on the Highlander and saw from the camera screen that Old Jack entered the mansion. The security team in charge of patrolling returned to the patrol area after handing over the shift. The two passed each other perfectly. He immediately informed the pest control team on the other side of the news, "Old Jack has entered the villa. With my command and cooperation, we should be able to deal with the target person quickly. You need to find a chance to go to the airstrip as soon as possible to install explosives on the flying vehicle." "Understood." Zorro and Violet received the message and responded immediately. The former took on the attitude of a pest control worker, carrying a spray bottle, wearing a mask and sterilized gloves, and began to spray pesticides all the way. The latter also cooperated with him and began to approach the apron. On the way, they inevitably met the security team on patrol, but the other party had received the news long ago. When they saw the two of them, they didn't say much. Instead, they greeted Violet with great interest. "You guys are really hardworking to work overtime so late at night." "Beautiful lady, what's your name? Can you add your contact information? If you have any promotional activities in the future, you can contact me." Zoro replied unhappily, "Aren't you working overtime too? Go patrol somewhere else quickly. It's very safe here and we don't need you at all. If I were your boss and saw you guys being so careless at work and flirting with beautiful women, I would definitely deduct your wages." "Of course you can add my contact information, but my fees are very high." Compared to the bad-tempered pest control worker Zorro, Violet showed the attitude of a call girl. She was full of enthusiasm for potential users who might develop with her, and she even took the initiative to wink at them. This also benefited the security team, and they all came to add her as a friend on social software, although they were all fake accounts.
However, they did not rush to recruit people to work during working hours. They just made an appointment to go out for breakfast when they had time after get off work. "Of course, if I still have energy after get off work, I can go to your house to provide services. Or you can make an appointment with me on Saturday or Sunday. I have plenty of time then!" Violet waved her hand and followed Zorro to work elsewhere. The security team watched the two leave and commented on her hot body. Some people also opened the chat account and felt very excited when looking at the cool photos that the other party posted online. "I am now looking forward to what happens after get off work more and more. God, why is it the beginning of the work day now? Instead of it being time to get off work!" "I hope you don't fall asleep as soon as you get home exhausted. Don't you have a date with that chick at the bar in town?" "She must have plenty of food and drink right now. Maybe she's drinking and chatting with some black traveler from out of town. Some stories are going on. To be honest, I don't think of her as my girlfriend. You know, we're just friends who are interested in each other." "I understand. Of course I understand. If you don't mind, can you give me her contact information? Don't worry, I will definitely be her good friend." A few people were joking and chatting with each other, but someone noticed that the pest control service's work area was a little off the beaten track, and immediately asked in confusion: "Didn't you notice that the place they went to was wrong? It seems to be where the planes are parked." "Why do you care so much? Maybe there are some changes in the work area. Don't worry, old Monte is on duty there, so we don't have to worry about the plane. The boss needs to travel tomorrow morning, and he must have asked someone to prepare the flying vehicle in advance the night before." The others seemed indifferent to this. It was none of their business anyway. They were only responsible for patrolling the original routes in the courtyard. They were also dispatched by different security companies. There were different security teams in the front and back yards. If something happened, they would punish the other party and not themselves. Anyway, we are all here to work, so if we can be lazy and slack off, we will definitely not take it too seriously. It is good to earn overtime pay, but even if you work so hard that your cervical spine hurts, your boss and the company will not give you a single cent of bonus. The group chatted and laughed as they continued to patrol and shop in the next area. Seeing that the pest control team had already started to act, Mouse communicated with Old Jack on the other side and switched the screen to the interior of the mansion. "Old Jack, where are you now? Are you okay?" "Of course I'm fine. As soon as I came in, I ran to the dressing room in the attic when no one was paying attention." Old Jack had just climbed through the window and ran into the mansion when he heard footsteps passing by next door. He hid in the dressing room obediently without saying a word. He took out the Twilight Lovers potion and anesthetic from the backpack he carried with him. Mouse also warned, "There is a camera at the end of the corridor on your right, but don't worry, I have already taken care of it. However, I can't grasp the movements of the maids and waiters in the room, but they are now in a meeting in the hall and appear in the camera. The target person is in the lounge on the third floor. He should be playing games with his lover now. Maybe he will need water and clothes at that time." "Don't worry, I've already figured out how to deal with the other party." Old Jack picked out a few pieces of clothes professionally, changed directly into a bartender's uniform, put on a hat and a mask, pushed the door and walked out. The interior decoration of the mansion was undoubtedly luxurious, and the decoration was like a maze. Old Jack, with his many years of experience in indoor operations, struggled hard, but still almost got lost.
I finally ran up the stairs to the second floor under the command of the mouse, but I heard the sound of high heels. He could only hurriedly push open the door of the compartment and hide inside. He waited until the footsteps outside disappeared before he pushed open the door and took a look. Old Jack asked in a low voice: "Didn't you say that there was no one on the second floor? Who is the other party?" "She's the target's lover. Well, there aren't many cameras on the second floor, so I can't track her movements. She's working faster than I thought. She should have come down from the third floor to get some desserts and pastries. The target should be alone in a lounge on the third floor now. You can definitely get her easily if you go over there now! The security guards are all outside. Unless there are special circumstances, they are not allowed to enter." Mouse replied, "To go to the third floor and take the elevator, you need an ID card. There are no stairs indoors, so you need to go to the storage room to find a universal ID card. According to my intelligence, the card is in the supervisor's lounge, which is room 206." "Ok! Leave it to me next! But your skills are still a bit inferior to those of robots. Can't you confirm the number of targets through mobile phone signals? Or decipher electronic devices?" Old Jack complained, then pushed the door open and rushed out, confirming that there should be no one on the second floor, and there might only be the target person or his lovers on the third floor, so there was no threat. He then began to look for the lounges one by one, and successfully found room 206. He found that the door was not locked, so he pushed the door and walked in. The room was pitch black, and the light button did not work. It seemed that the power was off, and an ID card was needed to turn on the power. But Old Jack didn't need to turn on the light. He just took out a flashlight and started rummaging through the boxes. After a few minutes, he found the supervisor's ID card. "It's already worked." "Well done." Mouse praised: "This kind of thing really has to be done by you! In fact, I have already used the mobile phone signal to locate the identity, but there are many overlapping signal sources in the mansion. Mobile phone positioning is only suitable for long-distance positioning and finding people. Close-up still needs to be checked one by one. In addition, hacking technology is not omnipotent. Decoding electronic equipment also takes time and is also very risky. Using an identity card is much easier than deciphering the elevator, and it will also facilitate your subsequent evacuation." Old Jack expressed his understanding, but still couldn't help complaining: "Is this an assassination or a theft? No wonder you asked me to come in to do this kind of thing." "There's no other way. If it's an ordinary target, appearing on the street or in a company, Zorro and his men can come and deal with it quickly. But now we are in the other party's home. Zorro is not familiar with the situation inside and does not have your experience in this area." Mouse frankly admitted Zorro's shortcomings, and praised Old Jack's resume, saying that he had done a lot of big projects, which was not something ordinary people could compare to. "I understand that you mean that I have enough experience in stealing in luxury houses?" Old Jack sneered, but since he already had the ID card, he was too lazy to say anything else. He took the card and ran to the elevator on the second floor. He swiped the card and took the elevator to the third floor. With a beep, the elevator door opened and he successfully arrived at the third floor of the mansion. He had just gone up to the third floor and was about to start checking the target person's location one by one. As a result, when he reached the corner of the corridor, he saw the door of the room was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in pajamas walked out. Old Jack immediately hid against the wall, and fortunately he was not discovered by the other party. The man was not aware of what was happening here. He was very relaxed and turned to walk to the other side. Old Jack looked at him, confirmed his back again and again, and said, "Confirm the target." "Then things will become very simple from now on. Just follow him and kill him!" Mouse's tone also became excited. "Don't worry, leave it to me. I'm also a professional." Old Jack said and followed. I followed the man all the way, watching him walk to the end of the corridor on the third floor and knock on the door. Soon the door of the room was opened, and a beautifully dressed woman came out and hugged the man warmly. The two of them began to French kiss for more than a minute right at the door. Old Jack was a little depressed. "How many lovers does this guy have in his mansion? Didn't they just end it?" Mouse was also speechless and thought: "Who knows what rich people think? What does that woman look like? Do you know her?" "I don't know her. I don't care about this kind of thing, but she looks familiar. She might be a female star or a model who often shoots commercials." Old Jack said in a low voice. Soon the man and his lover ended their passionate kiss at the door and chatted in low voices. Old Jack thought they should go into the room, but he didn't expect the man to directly press the woman against the wall. "WTF?" Old Jack witnessed this scene and couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "This guy is just like an animal. He started rushing at the door. I guarantee that he must have taken a lot of drugs." Listening to the sound of the English cram school coming from the channel, Mouse seemed speechless, "How about you find a place to wait for a while? Or just do it right away?" "Just do it! I can't stand it anymore, this guy won't stop. But before I do it, I'm going to shoot a two-minute video and send it to your boss to let him know how difficult our life is." Old Jack was filled with righteous indignation. As soon as he finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone with great interest and sat in the corner to shoot a video. The hero and heroine, who were clinging to the wall, did not notice the scene and continued to improvise at the corridor door.
Soon, in less than a minute, the man shivered. "..." Old Jack's mouth twitched. He didn't expect the other party to be so fast. He was simply a Western gunslinger. He cursed in a low voice: "Trash." He put away his phone, took out the Twilight Lovers potion, filled it into the syringe, and prepared to start. "Is that all?" Mouse was also surprised. Sitting in the car, he switched to the first floor. The night shift employees in the mansion were still in a meeting and had a midnight snack. After the man finished, he hugged the woman and prepared to go into the room to tidy up. The woman couldn't help complaining about him, so the man could only find other excuses to deal with it. Just when the two opened the door and were about to go in, old Jack suddenly took action. The syringe was aimed at the man's buttocks, and the needle shot out, piercing it directly. "Oh!" The man couldn't help but wail, and collapsed to the ground, holding his buttocks. "Darling, what's wrong with you?" The woman was very surprised to see this scene and found that the man's face was a little abnormally red. Without saying a word, Old Jack raised the syringe, pulled the trigger, and gave her an injection. The woman was stabbed in the chest by a needle. She turned her head and saw Old Jack appearing in the corridor. She showed a look of horror. Within two seconds, she felt dizzy and collapsed to the ground. Old Jack immediately came over to check on the two men, confirmed that they had lost consciousness, and immediately notified Mouse, "Done, this kind of work is pretty easy, all you need is your hands!" "Take care of the scene." Mouse reminded, "Don't leave any traces." "Don't worry, I'm a professional." Old Jack said and started to work. He pushed open the door, carried the two people into the house, threw them on the bed, and covered them with quilts considerately. "The target has fallen asleep peacefully." Old Jack cleaned up the battlefield and looked at the two people who were breathing steadily. No matter who came, no one would be able to see anything wrong. He immediately went out, carrying his bag and took the elevator downstairs. Mouse also pointed out an escape route for him. "There are too many people on the first floor. You will definitely be discovered if you go down. The security team is still patrolling. But you can jump out of the balcony on the second floor and climb over the wall to escape." "Ok." Old Jack found the balcony, climbed out of the window on the second floor with nimble hands and feet, and jumped down. After landing, he adjusted himself, ran to the other side in a hurry, climbed onto the grass on the top of the wall, and jumped over the wall like a mad dog and slipped out. "Done!!" Old Jack climbed over the wall, a little out of breath, and made a gesture to the old man in the tree next door, and the two began to gather. (End of this chapter)