Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 669: Who wouldn't play tricks?

The dude who the camera calls an artist is really good at what he does...

The surveillance video that Daria copied from the hotel had a low resolution, and the edges of the images were blurry, let alone seeing the faces clearly.

As a result, Playboy simply watched the surveillance footage several times and listed the four Middle Eastern men encountered by the sea lion in a table, and then wrote down their height, weight, dominant hand, walking characteristics...

Then every time I look at it, I will add a little bit to the table or make some changes to the original judgment.

To be honest, when Shanying watched the surveillance videos himself, he could only get a rough idea, judging the height, clothing, and weight by the reference objects nearby. Apart from the big beard, he couldn't see anything else.

But Playboy managed to quickly sketch out the guy's appearance based on a few blurry clips of the sea lion fighting with one of the guys. The portrait even included details like the scars between the guy's eyebrows and on his left cheekbone.

Even though the beard covered the guy's lips and chin, Playboy still drew a big mouth that impressed the sea lion, and even painted out a front tooth in the mouth at the end...

Shanying was not at the scene at the time, so he had no way of judging whether the portrait provided by Playboy was the person fighting with the sea lion in the surveillance video...

But the moment the sea lion saw the portrait, he excitedly pointed out this guy...

"Boss, it's him, this guy. I was the one who knocked out his front teeth..."

The sea lion looked at the playboy as if he were a wizard, and asked incredulously, "How did you do that? Were you right there?"

After hearing this, Playboy shook his head and said, "It's not difficult, actually. As long as I have enough information and am good at observing the differences in details, I can restore the other person's appearance even if it is a blurry photo or video image.

This guy was on surveillance camera multiple times during the fight, which gave me enough angles to give an accurate answer."

Playboy said as he recalled the edited surveillance video, pointing at the four men who walked out of the elevator in the video. They were wearing black windbreakers, caps, and scarves around their necks covering their mouths...

"These guys are professionals. Just look at their movements in the elevator and you'll know they know exactly how to avoid being filmed by the cameras.

Look, when they got out of the elevator, they all lowered their heads and put on their sunglasses. Their hands blocked the nearest camera on the side, and at the same time prevented the camera in the front of the lobby from capturing their faces.

The one on the far left is the suspect whose portrait has been completed. I need some time to finish the remaining three. It is basically impossible to restore more than 70%. I can only give a rough portrait of the characters, as well as their height and weight...

But MSLs all have beards, so the difference shouldn't be that big...

Oh, look at the guy in the lead, he is between 1.82 and 1.85 meters tall and weighs between 85 and 88 kilograms.

He is left-handed. Judging from the way he walks, his right foot should have been slightly injured. And judging from the way he landed, this injury should have occurred recently...

Look here, there are some fuzzy highlights around the hair at the temple under the brim of the hat. In my experience, this is the reflection of the scar.

And if he had been attacked enough to cause such scars, he would have had other scars on his face."

After Shanying heard the Playboy's judgment, he looked at Kobe and felt more and more that what Sea Lion encountered in the hotel was the Angel of Death...

But the Angel of Death wasn’t the one fighting the sea lion, nor was he the one walking in the front.

Because Shanying can tell just by looking at their movements that the one leading the group is actually a bodyguard, and his role is to move forward and test.

Although Playboy's judgment is a bit metaphysical, it is extremely accurate.

It is hard for Shanying to imagine that a person can restore a person's appearance through partially blurred images from multiple angles.

But the facts are right in front of us!

Looking at the guy in front of him with dark circles under his eyes, who looked like a drug addict who had overindulged in sex and overdosed on drugs, Shanying gave the old man's camera a thumbs up in admiration, and then said to the Playboy, "I'll give you one day to restore the appearance of the two people in the middle as much as possible, and don't miss any details..."

After hearing this, the Playboy spread his hands and said, "Who should I listen to?
I still don't know who is in charge here, and you need to at least let me know who I have to listen to in order to get my salary and damn dental insurance."

Shanying was stunned for a moment, knowing that he had indeed gone too far. He stepped back to let Kobe out and said, "This is my territory, but Agent Kobe spent 500 million to rent it, so he is the boss here."

After hearing this, the playboy stood up, shook hands with Kobe, and said, "Sir, you are the least boss-like boss I have ever seen..."

As he spoke, the playboy took a look at the simple furnishings around him. He spread his hands and said, "Can I use anything here?"

Shanying looked at the guy who was always glancing at Dalia. He put his arm around Dalia's shoulders and hid her behind him. He smiled and said, "Hey, straighten your eyes, or I will help you fix them. You definitely won't like me to do it..."

Playboy looked at Dalia who was hiding behind her boss and laughing happily. He said regretfully: "Well, maybe my nickname has given you a stereotype...

Actually, I am not a bad person. When we get to know each other better, you will find that I am actually very interesting. I hope that after your impression of me has changed, you will not stop me from finding happiness..."

Shanying looked at the guy's shameless appearance and Hawkeye's wretched expression. He couldn't help but roll his eyes, turned around and said, "I have to leave this damn place. I've been here for so long that I can't figure out who is the abnormal one..."

Shanying walked to the door and turned back to the Playboy and said, "Remember, 24 hours..."

When Shanying walked out after saying this, he bumped into Major Black Bent who was rushing over...

"Hey, Shan, the people up there agreed..."

Seeing Black Bent's excited and incredible expression, Shanying subconsciously asked, "What did you promise?"

Black Bent spread his hands and said, "Plane, the C-27A transport plane you want..."

Shanying blinked and pulled Black Bent out of the small building, pointing at the C-27A transport plane parked on the runway in the distance, and said, "It? They agreed to give me this plane for free?"

Black Bent listened, shook his head and said, "It can't be completely free. You need to register a transportation company, and then the Alaska military base will sign some procurement and transportation contracts, and then they will transfer the plane to your company for $3.6..."

Shanying was stunned after hearing this. For a price like 3.6 US dollars, there must be a reason for the decimal point.

But even an old hand like Shanying can't figure out the twists and turns here...

He knew that the beneficiaries of the chemical weapons destruction project would not pay out of their own pockets to make the deal.

But he didn't expect that these people would be so bold...

Although the C-27A is a bit old, it has an electronic system that was modified with the help of Lockheed Martin. If it is put on the market, even if it costs not 2000 million, 1500 million is still easily acceptable.

Turns out this group of people only wanted 3.6!
What's the difference between this and free gift?
Black Bent looked at the puzzled Mountain Eagle, hesitated for a moment, and said, "The Pentagon has a partnership project fund...

As long as a trusted service provider is recognized by the Pentagon, it can apply for funds from the Partnership Project Fund to set up a company to purchase equipment and then become a contractor for the Department of Defense.

This partnership project fund was originally created to solve the employment problem of retired soldiers, but the subsequent development was a bit unexpected...

Well, how should I put it…”

After hearing this, Shanying suddenly said, "How can ordinary soldiers get this kind of official semi-charitable project support funds?
If I were a meritorious military officer and knew a congressman or a senior official in the Ministry of Defense, I could make money from it by making a PPT.

And I bet that this kind of project support funding will eventually become a point for the Pentagon to transfer benefits to certain members of Congress and the White House.

This type of charitable support project with a military background has high tax benefits in itself.

To put it bluntly, project funds are investments. If the investment fails, no one can say anything. Anyway, the money is actually given to the right people. "

Shanying touched his chin and said with a smile: "These people are so powerful that they approved a plane for me in such a short time and even found an operating project for me.

I have to re-evaluate their network and influence!"

Black Bent looked at Shanying who seemed a little dissatisfied after getting the benefits. He said seriously, "Shan, I've given you the plane. Now it's your turn to do something..."

Black Bent glanced at the time and said, "There are still 33 hours until the time set by the Angel of Death. We need to prepare in advance!"

Shanying was thinking about those bigwigs who used American assets as their own things. Hearing Black Bent's anxious tone, he nodded and said, "No problem, I'll participate...

It's worth taking a risk for a transport plane worth $1500 million!
But first you have to tell me where the place the Angel of Death agreed to meet is..."

Black Bent spread his hands and said, "I'm waiting for the CIA to notify me...

But in my experience, if the other party wants hostages, they have to find a place with complex terrain that is convenient for placing snipers and facilitating retreat.

The road traffic around Anchorage is terrible, and the most likely place to get stuck is the dock.

I'll call in a satellite to take pictures of all the docks near Anchorage...

We still have about 30 hours to conduct reconnaissance and familiarize ourselves with the terrain..."

Shanying looked at the simple-minded Black Bent and shook his head...

(End of this chapter)