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Chapter 8 Strange Death

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    Staff stood on the roof of a building opposite the Kempinski Atlantic Hotel.  ¡ª¡ªType -WwW.69¦¦W.CoM on your browser to see the latest updates. If Bond comes back to pick up his girlfriend, then he will fall into the trap carefully designed by Staff.  .  Staff just spoke on the walkie-talkie with the subordinate he sent back to the building to guard the building, and learned that Bond had escaped from the complex and should be on his way back to the hotel at this time.  Staff once again raised the telescope and took a clear look at the street, but still found no trace of Bond.  Maybe the spy was not as gentlemanly as Mr. Kraft said. Maybe he was too late to get rid of Paris now and would never come back to pick her up.  Staff was thinking in his mind when suddenly his eyes widened - Bond was here.  A BMW sedan drove into the entrance to the upper parking lot of the Kempinski Atlantic Hotel.  Staff quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and issued a series of rapid instructions in fluent German.  The BMW sedan quickly climbed up the large slope into the parking lot, then gradually slowed down and parked in a parking space on the top floor.  After parking the car, James Bond opened the hidden flap next to the car door and took out a safe with a combination lock from inside.  He skillfully turned the lock plate, opened the safe, put the little red box in, locked the safe, turned the combination lock, and finally closed the secret flap.  Bond walked out of the parking lot with the battery phone in hand and walked towards the hotel.  The only thing he has to do now is to send a report to the headquarters in London to report on his recent mission, and then he has to take some more time to spend more time with Paris. Finally, when Kraft's men are gone,  When he was frantically looking for him again, he took Paris and left Germany.  Staff watched Bond carefully through the telescope.  Then he saw his men following Bond across the street from the parking lot.  In order to facilitate tracking, they did not wear the uniform red uniforms in the complex, but changed into casual clothes.  After the men exited the garage, they jumped into a flatbed tractor-trailer and drove toward the driveway.  Staff picked up the walkie-talkie and issued a series of orders to his subordinates.  The security guards temporarily transferred from CMGN were arranged in different groups in various places around the hotel.  Apparently, they had completely surrounded the building.  Bond walked unsuspectingly towards his room.  From outside the door, he heard a voice coming from the room, but he could not identify the voice.  So, he raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door, but no one inside responded to him.  His keen intuition told him that something must be wrong.  So, he quickly pulled out Walter's pistol from his waist and carefully opened the door.  There was nothing unusual in the room. The TV in the living room was on at this time, and a voice he had heard before came from the TV.  It turned out that Temuera Kelly was sitting in front of the CMGN host desk, reporting the news: "The appeal of the United Nations Security Council has not produced any effective results for London and Beijing. Now, the situation is moving towards" "  Paris!" Bond shouted.  Just when he was about to turn off the TV, Temuera Kelly on the TV said again: "The Hamburg police in Germany recently discovered the body of Paris Kraft in a hotel suite. Paris Kraft  Her husband, Mr. Kraft, is the chairman of Kraft News and Newspaper Group and the owner of this radio and television network. " Bond could feel his heart beginning to beat violently. He strode into the bedroom, and there was another person in the bedroom.  A television was playing the same message, and Temuera Kelly's cold voice echoed throughout the room.  At this time, Paris was lying quietly on the bed. Bond slowly walked to the bed, stretched out his hand to test her breathing, and found that she had stopped breathing long ago - obviously, she had been strangled to death.  In an instant, shock, anger and grief overwhelmed the NSA legend.  The biggest mistake he made was not to underestimate Kraft.  Until he met him at the cocktail party, Bond was only suspicious of him.  After discovering that Kraft suddenly became passionate when talking about satellite navigation, Bond was very sure that this man was definitely the culprit who tampered with the GPS system and caused the "Davishall" to sink to the bottom of the sea.  His ugly and terrifying face had evil written all over it.  However, Bond never expected that such despicable and cruel behavior would appear so nakedly in front of him.  He was immersed in deep self-blame. He cursed himself over and over again for involving Paris in this contest.  When Paris asked him if his purpose was to seduce her in order to gain access to her husband's secrets, he deceived her.  To be more precise, this is actually one of his plans for this operation.  He knew Paris Kraft very well, and it was completely expected that Paris would be attracted to him again.  However, he did not expect that Paris's marriage was already in a state of disarray.This was a very dangerous situation, and he never thought that his intervention would be the direct trigger for Paris to leave her husband.  "Believe it or not, I can hit your head accurately." At this moment, a soft voice came from the bathroom, "Now, slowly put down the gun in your hand, yes, remember, slowly  A little bit." Judging from the accent, he should be German.  The current situation is very unfavorable to Bond, and he can only do what he is told.  "Yes, very good, lie down on the bed, next to Mrs. Kraft, and enjoy the news." Bond obeyed his order, lying on the bed and watching TV indifferently.  On the TV, Temuera Kelly continued to broadcast the news: "Mr. Airot Kraft is currently on a plane flying to CMGN's Saigon headquarters. According to his spokesperson, Mr. Kraft is currently immersed in  In great sorrow." After the news was broadcast, the man in the bathroom began to introduce himself: "My name is Dr. Hoffmer, and they all say that I am an excellent sharpshooter. Please remember, never doubt this.  " Bond has no other choice now. He can only trust him and follow his orders.  He observed the man named Hofmei out of the corner of his eye. At this time, Hofmei was sitting leisurely on the big sofa in the bedroom, playing with a gun in his hand. Looking at the gun, it should be "Ke  Heckler PTK3 silent pistol.  This Hofmei looks to be in his forties, with a thin build, thin hair, and a pair of glasses.  The corners of his eyes drooped sharply, and his small eyes stared nervously at Bond lying on the bed. Bond was now further convinced that this man was definitely a murderer and he could do anything.  ¡°Obviously, this Hofmei killed Paris and imitated him as the kind of pervert who took pleasure in killing people.  Bond made a decision at this time: Dr. Hofmei must not be allowed to walk out of the hotel alive.  He appeared to be watching the news being broadcast on television, but he was actually using the time to consider his course of action.  Like a chess player, Bond considers all the possible steps to take and the means to defeat Hoffmer.  Once the right time comes, Bond takes action.  CMGN¡¯s bodyguards have surrounded Bond¡¯s BMW car and have prepared a flatbed tow truck next to the car.  But before they can tow the car away, they have to solve a tricky problem: Whenever one of the thugs gets close to the car, he gets a strong electric shock on his finger.  Staff stood on the roof and continued to observe. He felt very strange that the bodyguards stayed in the garage for a long time.  He turned the telescope in his hand and focused it on the hotel's front entrance.  At this time, two Hamburg policemen appeared there. They were talking to the two subordinates Staff sent there to stand guard.  Damn, these police came too fast!  Staff realized that his men had to open the BMW immediately and there was no delay.  So, he picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted orders at it.  After receiving this order, a thug near the BMW car quickly found an ax from the trailer, and he aimed it at the side window of the BMW car and smashed it hard.  However, there was not even a small crack in the car window. Seeing this strange scene, the man angrily roared at a bodyguard beside him and ordered him to shoot at the car window.  However, the bullets that hit the car window would bounce back, almost hitting themselves.  Bond watched the news on TV carefully with strong curiosity. It was a very complete news story, even telling every tiny detail of the incident, even though it had not happened yet.  "The police also found a male body in this suite. The police suspected that this man was the owner of this suite," Temulla said. "According to police analysis, the man shot himself, but the police  Refuse to speculate on the real motive of this suicide case. All CMGN workers are willing to give their deepest condolences to this" Hofmei stood up and turned off the TV, then turned to look at Bond and said: "This news will be announced soon.  It was broadcast after an hour. Now, the police are on their way to the hotel. "Bring tomorrow's news forward to today!" Bond said.  Bond was still planning his move, his eyes darting back and forth across the room.  The distance between this Hofmei and him is too far. It is impossible for him to jump up and knock him down. If this Hofmei's marksmanship is as good as he said "Mrs. Kraft seems to be very smart.  "But she made the worst mistake," she said. "She called her sister in New York. She was so stupid. She didn't remember that her husband had a satellite that received transoceanic calls."  "If you shoot from that far away, the wounds on my body will not be the same as suicide."De said, in fact, his real purpose was to delay a little time. Maybe such a question could make the man talk longer Hofmei didn't seem to worry about this at all. He held up the gun in his hand and spoke with dignity.  Said, "That's none of your business, Mr. Bond. You know what? I'm a professor of forensic science. Trust me, I can shoot from here, from the back of the room, and get the right powder in your hand."  Burn marks, and fake burns around your wounds. "So, this is your hobby?" "Of course not," said Hofmei, who seemed to be irritated by Bond.  With high remuneration, I have traveled all over the world, and I am particularly good at reporting on the excessive drug use of celebrities. Now¡ª¡ª" Suddenly, he changed the topic and shouted irritably: "That's enough, Mr. Staff is already in my ears.  Yelling!" Bond was stunned for a second before he realized what Hovermer meant. He must be talking to his headset.  "Really?" He said into the earphone, "Not necessarily, it shouldn't be an automatic stick - OK, I'll ask him now." The expression on Hofmei's face at this time had only one meaning: the whole  People in the world are all idiots, and he is the only one with a brain among these idiots.  "What a fool, they're in trouble," he said, looking at Bond. "They seem to need to take a red box from your car, but they can't cut off the alarm on the car. So, you understand  Right? They want you to turn it off. I don't know what I'm going to say to you, I think they're just a bunch of idiots, this damn car alarm!" Bond thought to himself: This is awesome!  What a blessing!  "Actually, it's very simple, just a little trick." Bond said calmly while looking at Hovermer.  "If you don't want to, do you know what methods I will use to torture you?" Hofmei said.  "Is your title in this area also a doctor?" "Of course not," Hofmei said and burst into laughter, "This can only be regarded as a hobby at best, but I admit that I am very good in this area.  Talent." "Okay, I believe you. I control that alarm system through my battery phone. I will" "Don't, don't," Hofme said nervously, and then he raised his hand.  Gun, "Let me do it." He carefully maintained the distance between himself and Bond, gently picked up the coat that Bond had thrown on the ground, took out the battery-powered phone from his pocket, and then threw away the coat.  Hold the phone up with one hand.  "Okay, now what should I do?" he asked. "I tell you, don't try to do any tricks." "You hit three memory keys to send the signal." Bond said.  Dr. Hofmei stared at Bond, as if judging the truth of this statement.  He hesitantly pressed the three buttons on the phone, and then - with a loud hiss, the stun gun on the phone was fired in Hofmei's hand, scaring Hofmei into barking like a mad dog.  Then, he quickly threw away the phone.  At the same time, Bond jumped out of bed like an agile leopard and grabbed Hoffmer's hand holding the pistol.  They struggled against each other and hit the door, then fell to the ground, both struggling.  Even though Hofmei was thin, his body was very flexible. He had a great advantage in the scuffle, which also made him jump up first.  Bond hugged him tightly and threw him back on the bed, then jumped on him and once again grabbed Hoffmer's hand holding the pistol.  This time Bond did not dare to let go, he held on tightly, and with his superior strength, he turned Hofmei's hand back mercilessly, and pointed the pistol at Hofmei's own head.  "Don't, don't," begged Hofmei. "Don't shoot. I only follow orders from others and complete the work assigned to me." "That's a coincidence. I'm just like you." Bang  De said.  The gunshot rang out, and Hofmei¡¯s head suddenly exploded and turned into a mess of blood and flesh.  Bond stood up. In fact, many times, he didn't like killing.  But in order to complete the task, he has been forced to do it several times.  But every time he was assigned to kill someone, he was far from the ruthless and cold-blooded state required by his superiors.  Although he completed the task well every time, he never felt happy about it.  There were only a few limited times when he did feel that he had done a good thing after killing a person, and that was because that person deserved it. This was the current situation.  Although doing so would not bring Paris back to life, Hofmei's death at least served as his revenge for Paris to a certain extent.  He threw away the gun in his hand and wiped off the splash on his face with Hofmei's shirt.Then he walked to the bed, leaned down, and kissed Paris's lips lovingly and for a long time.  Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door, and two policemen stood outside the door and shouted loudly in German for the people in the room to open the door.  However, when they broke open the door and broke into the suite, they found that the room was empty except for two dead bodies.  Bond deftly climbed to the terrace outside the window, jumped from there to the lower balcony, and then jumped again to the roof of the parking garage behind the hotel.  Staff held up the telescope and observed every move around the hotel. He saw the whole process of Bond's escape.  He quickly shouted the order into the walkie-talkie.  Bond ran up the slope as fast as he could and sprinted towards the car parked on the top floor.  When he saw Kraft's idiot bodyguards still struggling with his BMW, he immediately stopped running.  He took the battery phone out of his pocket and pressed a button on it.  A strong burst of tear gas erupted from the BMW, engulfing the bodyguards surrounding it.  They were almost suffocating. Everyone vomited and ran away from the car. There were many bodyguards standing a few meters away. When they saw Bond, they all pulled out their pistols from their waists.  Bond pressed a button on the battery phone again, and the BMW car's engine roared and started by itself.  The car lights flashed, and the car slowly slid backwards out of the parked position, dispersing the suffocating bodyguards along the way. Then Bond shifted the car into high gear, and the car immediately shot toward Bond like an arrow.  Come in the direction of Germany.  At this time, the bodyguards had started shooting, and Bond flexibly bent down and hid under the bulletproof body of the automatic car.  A bullet was fired dangerously close to Bond, and Bond quickly turned around just in time to see a bodyguard running down the slope behind him.  He quickly opened the car door closest to him and quickly jumped into the back seat of the car when bullets hit the body of the BMW.  Using the remote control function on the phone, Bond saw everything in front of the car on the small display screen of the battery phone.  He started the car again and drove it down the slope. Bond performed all this sequence of actions while hiding in the back seat.  Bond drove his BMW down the slope at such a speed that the bodyguards had to get out of their way.  Bond took advantage of this perfect opportunity. As the car continued to drive in, he managed to climb into the front seat, and then started the GPS system on the steering wheel. The current location of the car was immediately displayed on the display.  Using this device, Bond was able to predict the corners and roadblocks on the road ahead wherever he looked.  Suddenly, the electronic diagram on the display screen showed: there was a car following behind.  A few seconds later, Bond saw the following black car in the car's mirror.  The bodyguards in the car leaned half out from both sides of the car window, raised their guns and shot at him.  One of them was holding an MP5K 9mm portable machine gun and was shooting wildly at the BMW driven by Bond.  Bond immediately turned the car around, turned a corner of the slope, and then reached out to turn on a switch on the dashboard.  A cover hidden under the rear of the car was opened, and a torrent of metal spikes spurted out from inside.  The following car slid around the corner and roared onto the spikes. All four tires were punctured by the spikes at the same time and immediately deflated. The four wheels suddenly stopped running, causing the car to rush into the wall like crazy.  The bodyguards' heads hit the windshield in front, and the windshield shattered into pieces like a spider web.  After killing the annoying bodyguards, Bond finally sat behind the wheel.  liters of fuel reserve and a 322-horsepower SOHC-V-12 engine, allowing BMW cars to accelerate from standstill to 62 miles per hour in seconds.  In addition to Q's specially improved equipment, the car actually comes with 16-foot-long double-spoke alloy wheels, halogen headlights, leather seats, and dual airbags.  The BMW sedan continued to drive forward smoothly and entered the next level of the garage.  At this moment, a black car drove out from the corner in front and rushed towards Bond's car at a suicidal speed.  Bond pressed a button on the dashboard.  A rocket ejected from the front of the car, pushing the enemy car out of the lane, and the rocket exploded in mid-air.  The enemy's car jumped and bounced to the ceiling of the garage, then crashed headfirst into a parked car next to it.  Bond drove the BMW down the slope of the garage to the ground. He stepped on the accelerator and rushed toward the exit.  Suddenly, a steel gate fell from the top of the exit, firmly blocking the exit.  Bond drove faster and pressed the switch on the dashboard again.  Another rocket shot out from the front of the car, a hugeThe vitality of the explosion hit the steel plate at the exit, but it only made a dent!  Bond quickly stepped on the brake pedal, and the wheel twisted 180 degrees under his control.  But the distance was too close, and the car he controlled could only just scratch the steel plate, and the rear end was heavily bounced back by the steel plate.  There was nothing he could do now. His only way out was to drive quickly back to the garage.  The bodyguards that Bond had ditched before regrouped behind the pile of steel tire spikes.  This time Bond finally couldn't escape, and the bodyguards were all gearing up and preparing for revenge.  They heard the BMW roaring towards them, and the men pulled out their guns and got ready for a fight.  The BMW car rushed up to this level like crazy and just hit the metal spike.  Suddenly, all four tires burst.  However, just when the bodyguards were feeling proud, BMW did not stop its progress because of the tire burst.  Double-layer tires are another additional feature of Q. Unexpectedly, this seemingly unnecessary equipment saved Bond's life at this moment.  The goons all stared in disbelief until Bond drove past them, and then they reacted and shot behind him.  Bond's car sped up the ramp of the garage, and the thugs had to get out of the way to avoid being hit by the car.  When Staff knew everything that happened in the garage through the walkie-talkie, he threw the walkie-talkie away angrily and yelled angrily.  A bodyguard in the garage opened a huge metal box and took out a manual rocket launcher. He skillfully loaded the rocket launcher.  He was right at the edge of the ramp leading to the fifth floor of the garage. He raised the launcher in his hand and aimed at the end of the ramp, planning to pull the trigger as soon as he saw the front of Bond's car.  The BMW drove up the slope at full speed from a distance and headed towards the location of the bodyguard.  The man holding the launcher took aim one last time, then pulled the trigger and fired the rocket.  When Bond drove the BMW quickly up the slope, he found a man standing at the other end of the garage level for a long time.  The GPS on the dashboard flashed continuously, and an electric German voice prompted: "Rocket attack! Please turn right." Completely due to conditioned reflex, Bond immediately turned the wheel and drove to the right.  The rocket hit the car and focused on a Jaguar parked nearby.  Meanwhile, Bond drives up the ramp again and disappears in front of the shooter.  Staff¡¯s men piled into two other cars and followed Bond, traveling at high speed on the road.  Bond drove his BMW to the fifth-floor garage that was not guarded by bodyguards. He felt it was safer here, so he slowed down and opened the door. He opened the safe, took out the little red box from inside, and held it in his arms.  He jumped out of the car, rolled over, and hid between two parked cars.  Crouching on the ground, he used a battery-powered phone to maneuver the car so it could continue toward the top of the slope.  Two pursuing cars whizzed past Bond, unaware that Bond was no longer in the car.  Bond gently pressed a button on the remote control, and a bunch of magnetic flash grenades were released from the rear of the BMW.  The first tracking car that was in hot pursuit exploded with a "boom". The second tracking car couldn't dodge and crashed into the rear of the first car, making a harsh echo.  Bond controlled the BMW to drive back to the roof of the garage again and rushed straight towards the guardrail.  Bond pressed the operation button on the remote control to increase the car's speed to maximum, and then there was no image on the battery phone's monitoring screen, leaving only a blank space.  Under the control of Bond, the BMW violently broke through the railing and jumped straight out from the roof of the five-story garage.  He flew into the air and landed straight on the ground. With a "boom", the BMW crashed into the office lobby of the Avis Car Rental Office.  Due to this sudden incident, the streets immediately boiled up - people screamed and fled in panic, all the cars stopped in the middle of the road, and the siren of the police car sounded faintly in the distance.  On the top of the garage, the bodyguards were afraid that Bond would escape again, so they jumped out of the car one after another. They quickly ran to the gap in the railing, and stared down at the badly defeated BMW with their eyes wide open.  The driver is still missing. Could it be that he was not injured after falling from such a height?  What exactly is going on?  Bond put away the battery phone and put it in his coat pocket next to the small red box.  Alertly, he crept down the garage stairs and emerged onto the street below.  At this time, the police had arrived at the scene, and many citizens were watching beside the BMW. A woman wearing Avis overalls was also among the crowd.  Bond walked up to the woman leisurely, then he took out the car rental agreement from his coat pocket and put the agreement into"I left the keys in the car," he said as he handed them to her. With that, Bond turned and walked away.  The woman's eyes widened and she stared blankly at his leaving figure.  On the roof of the building across the street, Staff was still observing all this with a telescope.  Although he had seen Bond strolling away from the scene, there was nothing he could do if he hit him, because no matter what orders he gave now, his men would not be able to receive them.  What a hell!  He hates giving a bad report to his boss.  This book is first published.  Your message, even just one (*^__^*), will become the motivation for the author's creation. Please work hard to support the author!  Just enter -WWw.£¶9¦¦W.CoM- to view the published chapter content
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