My own war game

Chapter 420 Target 007
Kevin was awakened by the pungent smell.

Kevin felt dizzy and reached out to rub his head, but was horrified to find that his wrists and feet were tied together.

The lighting technician looked around in panic, and his heart almost stopped beating for a moment.

A male lion with a full mane was staring at him from two meters away.

what! ! ! ! ! !

The man's frightened scream echoed in the room, much louder than it had been a while ago.

The screaming lasted for half a minute, and only then did Kevin realize that the lion in front of him did not pounce on him.

After careful observation, he found that he and the lion were locked in two cages next to each other, with a locked door in the middle. He didn't notice it at first because he was too scared.

"Mr. Kevin, are you awake? Sorry, this place seems a little too narrow, but don't worry, you won't stay here for too long." A cold voice sounded outside the iron cage.

The lighting engineer turned around suddenly and found that the investor was leaning against the side of the cage with a pocket book for entertainment in his hand.

"Mr. Bond, this joke is too much, please let me out!" the lighting technician protested loudly.

"Excessive? Speaking of excessive, I dare not compare with you. At least I didn't set fire to the prop warehouse." The man opposite closed the book with one hand. At this time, you can see the words "A Preliminary Study of Animal Behavior" on the cover.

"Arson? I don't understand what you mean." Kevin's face changed several times, but he still chose to play dumb.

"At 1 a.m., you got up from the east bedroom, carrying a gasoline barrel of about three liters. On the way, you met Brett who was going to the bathroom. You deliberately took a detour to get to the warehouse. You even smoked a cigarette before lighting the fire. Is there anything else you need me to add?" The man outside the cage asked in a relaxed tone.

The expression on Kevin's face froze. The other party described it exactly, with such detail that it was as if he was following him and watching him light the fire. It felt like a ghost was floating behind him.

"When did you start targeting me?" Kevin simply stopped pretending.

"When you were first injured." The other shrugged.

"I don't remember any flaws at that time."

"Of course, you did a really good job. You staged the destruction of the chandelier yourself, causing panic among the people. You even injured your hand on purpose to make the effect as realistic as possible." The man opposite spoke casually, his tone as if he was commenting on an apprentice who had just entered the business.

"But unfortunately, for some personal reasons, I have been involved in thousands of trauma surgeries, and I really can't forget what an accidental scratch should look like."

"I'm sorry for not cooperating with you." The man said to him with a wicked smile, and his hateful look made people want to tear his face apart.

Kevin stopped talking and just stared at the man opposite him, while the lion next to him stared at him.

There was a brief silence in the room, and the only sound was the lion's snoring.

"Okay, let's get back to the point." The man outside the cage stood up and said, "Mr. Kevin, since you are sent here by the KKK, can you do me a favor and tell me the reasons why your organization is causing trouble for Hepburn?"

The lighting engineer was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, "Because she was helping the blacks and yellow pigs to speak up, the organization wanted to teach her a lesson."

"Tsk tsk tsk~~~" The man outside the cage shook his head. "Mr. Kevin, it's a pity that you still can't communicate with me honestly at this time. Since you refuse to answer the previous question, I can only ask you to answer another question."

After that, the man picked up the pocket book in his hand and said, "The author of this book said that large cats like lions will not actively attack humans when they are full. Do you think he is right?"

"Nonsense. Besides, how could I possibly know?"

"Yeah, I don't believe it either, so could you please help me try?" After saying that, the man put his hand on the door lock of the iron cage.

With a click, the door lock was opened, and a small door on the side slowly rose up, revealing a "path" between the two cages that allowed the lion to pass through.

The lion seemed to have noticed something unusual and walked slowly towards this side with his head lowered.

Kevin felt an electric current rising from his tailbone to his head, and the blood around him seemed to solidify. He wanted to struggle to stand up, but his bound hands and feet made his efforts in vain.

The lion came to the iron gate and he could even smell the stench from the beast's mouth.

"No, stop joking! Close the door!" the lighting technician shouted hysterically.

"Do you think I'm joking?" The man put his hand on the cage and turned the key in circles.

"What exactly is the reason why they are looking for trouble with Hepburn? Tell me!" the man asked sternly.

"I really don't know!" "Oh, then let the lion help me answer the next question."

"I said! I said! Close that damn door!" The man finally broke down.

With a click, the iron gate fell down the moment the lion lowered its head, and the padlock was locked on it.

"See, I said we could have a good conversation, didn't I?"

After being thrown into a chair for a few minutes, the lighting engineer began to speak, "I don't know that much, but I heard that the people above wanted to use Hepburn to force someone to show up."

"who's that person?"

"Hepburn's adoptive father"

"Montgomery? The old fellow has retired and is writing his memoirs."

Hearing this, the tied man's heart skipped a beat. Using such a frivolous tone to describe the British Field Marshal, the other party's identity must be no simple one.

"No, it's not him. It's another mysterious man. It is said that guy holds the power to change the world."

"that's it?"

"That's all. I really don't know what else to add..."

Zila~ An electric arc flashed, and the lighting technician was unconscious.

"It looks like it's aimed at me..." He Chi muttered to himself as he fiddled with the stun gun in his hand.

He captured the KKK's vanguard, and the other side's response came quickly.

"Oh no, Miss Felton has been taken away!" A staff member rushed in in a panic, holding another letter in his hand.

"Miss Felton went to buy clothes, and a taxi came by. The people in it dragged her up and left this thing behind, saying that they wanted Miss Hepburn to see it in person." The staff handed the letter to the British girl.

Hepburn walked over and opened the letter, which read, "Bring 007 to see us, otherwise the girl will be dead. If you call the police, we will kill the hostage immediately!"

"007? Mr. Sean, the kidnappers want to see you?" The director's first reaction was the male lead of the show.

"No, they should be meeting my uncle." Hepburn stood up and explained, "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you that I lived with 007 for a period of time when I was a child. He can actually be considered my adoptive father. This is why I must compete for the leading actress this time."

Wow~~~ There were sighs in the room. I didn’t expect that someone really knew the legendary figure.

"So where is Mr. 007 now..." someone asked cautiously.

"Sorry, I haven't seen him for more than ten years." Hepburn shook her head helplessly.

"Why not call the police?" someone suggested.

"There's the KKK over there. If we call the police, Miss Felton will be dead. There have been reports of them killing hostages indiscriminately before." The people around him immediately denied it.

"Please wait, Miss Audrey, I have a question for you." The male protagonist Sean Connery stepped forward.

"According to legend, 007 is extremely mysterious and no one has ever seen his real face, right?"

"That's right. Even I don't know if he wears makeup on a normal day." Hepburn nodded in agreement.

"Well, since the other party has never seen 007, can we conjure one for him? I believe that he would not dare to do anything rash in front of such a big shot. At least we can get Miss Felton back safely. After we calm her down, it won't be too late to call the police."

The others' eyes lit up, and they all seemed to think this was a good idea.

"So who can play the mysterious Mr. 007?" someone raised his hand and asked.

"It would be best if it's a new face from outside the city, someone who has never appeared in public. It would be even better if he has some good martial arts skills." Sean Connery gave his advice.

"A new face...never appeared in public...good skills..." everyone muttered these words in their mouths.

At a certain moment, everyone turned their heads at the same time, and more than a dozen eyes looked at the same person.

(End of this chapter)