Chapter 451 Arsonist

Chapter 451 Arsonist

Chapter 451 Arsonist

The trade winds finally went off duty.

Gao Yi was not used to calling Xinfeng by his name, nor was he used to calling him Hyacinthus. After preparing to treat Xinfeng as an enemy for a long time, when he saw this person, the first name that came to his mind was Xinfeng.

This is a problem and must be corrected.

"Mason is dead."

Waiting on the road that Xinfeng had to take when he got home from get off work, the first thing Gao Yi did after getting in the car was to tell him the news of Mason's death.

"I see."

Xinfeng's expression remained calm. He whispered, "Mason sent us a group email before he committed suicide. Everyone received it."

"What emails, what does everyone mean."

"The content of the email is not complicated. He had already written it, which means he was already dead when he sent it. We who received the email don't have to worry about the exposure of our identity. He will take all the secrets into the grave and finally wish us good luck."

Xin Feng briefly explained the content of the email, and then he said calmly, "As for who received this email, I don't know. At least the Free Wind members will definitely receive it because we are under his direct command. But I suspect that he had a premonition of death a long time ago, so he must have made a lot of preparations. It's just that I was obviously excluded from this plan because I know nothing."

Sure enough, Mason's death did not bring the CIA's affairs to a complete end, but made them more complicated.

He did not forget to inform his agents before committing suicide and made them believe that his identity was not exposed. If Mason could do this, it means that he is not a person who would sit and wait for death.

True or false, Mason's action actually confirmed that he must have left some backup plan, but no one knew what it was.

Panetta can't rest easy from now on.

Gao Yi smiled bitterly and said, "No matter whether Mason really has any plan or not, as long as he sent this email, he has succeeded. As his enemy, I am deeply uneasy, and Panetta will only be more uneasy."

Xin Feng turned his head and looked at Gao Yi. He thought for a moment and suddenly said, "It's actually a good thing. If Mason really dies and everything is over, then your role will not be so important. Panetta may want to kill you. After all, you know too much and it's useless."

When the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked. Gao Yi certainly understands this principle.

However, Gao Yi felt that the strongest bond between him and Panetta was not Mason, their common enemy, but money.

But before Gao Yi could speak, in fact, he had no intention of saying this, but Ke Xinfeng still said confidently: "Don't tell me that you can give Panetta a lot of money. Tell me, which do you think is more important, safety or money?"

"Safety……"

"That's it."

Xinfeng exhaled and said, "Compared to power, money is nothing. Compared to life, power is not that important. If everything you know makes Panetta feel uneasy, something bad will happen sooner or later. So it's good that Mason left a hidden danger after his death. At least it can extend the stability of your relationship with Panetta."

This is the truth, not that the trade winds are so strong, but it is something that anyone with a little experience will understand.

"Okay, now that Mason is dead and you're off work, what are we going to do? Do you still want to go home?"

“No need to go home because I can control it remotely.”

Xinfeng shrugged and said, "Now Panetta can solve all my troubles with just one sentence, but it wasn't like that before. Since I plan to fake my death to get out of this, I have to be prepared."

"What have you prepared?"

Xin Feng smiled and said, "You will know soon. Are there any companions to pick you up?"

"Yes, they are following in their car, and we will drive two cars to Berlin."

"Okay, that's fine."

Xinfeng said nothing more. He drove onto the highway, got off the highway after leaving the city, and then drove onto a small road. He did not hesitate or delay along the way, and did not turn on the navigation.

It was obvious that Xinfeng had memorized the road firmly in his mind. He drove the car into the grass on the side of the road. After stopping, he took out a mobile phone, clicked a few times, and then pressed a few buttons on the phone.

After a while, Xinfeng pointed his phone screen at Gao Yi and said, "My house is on fire."

There was a surveillance picture on the mobile phone screen. From the picture, it could be seen that a raging fire broke out in a room that looked like a study. The fire was very big. Then a red light flashed and the surveillance picture disappeared.

Xinfeng took back his phone and pressed it again. He switched the surveillance video and this time he could see thick smoke coming out of the windows of a beautiful country villa. Soon, flames spewed out of the windows and the whole house was surrounded by fierce flames.

Of course, a normal fire would not have this effect. Gao Yi asked curiously, "How did you do it?" "Gasoline."

"How much gasoline does this cost?"

"One thousand and forty-two liters of gasoline. I fill up the tank every three days. Then I take out three liters of gasoline from the tank every day and put it in mineral water bottles. I then set up a few electronic fuses. I only need to dial a number to ignite the incendiary device I set up in advance."

Xinfeng's eyes were fixed on the screen of his mobile phone while he was talking. He seemed to be enjoying some particularly good program. He did not feel any reluctance or regret at all. On the contrary, he was enjoying it very much.

Reading micro-expressions is a basic lesson in psychology. Gao Yi has studied it for a long time. He can’t say that he is particularly proficient in it now, but at least he is not blind.

Xinfeng liked what he saw very much, and felt joy and satisfaction from the bottom of his heart.

"You said you have some perverted hobbies. Is that arson?"

"one of them."

Xin Feng said without even looking up: "Everyone has their own unique hobbies, and I can stare at the flames in the fireplace for a whole day. I like fire. To be more precise, I like to set fires. I like the feeling of watching the flames devour everything, especially beautiful things. When I die, I must cremate myself."

"Well, I like setting fires. This hobby is... okay."

Xin Feng said calmly, "I didn't intend to hide it from you, because letting you know the secret in my heart will help build your trust in me. Do you know how I joined the CIA?"

"How you joined? Your file doesn't say."

"I am an arsonist. That year, my stepfather's family was burned to death, including my mother, my half-sister, and two brothers who are not related to me by blood."

Xinfeng didn't look up when he said this, he was still admiring the burning of his home from every angle.

"It was a perfect crime. I had a perfect alibi, and the fire brigade found the cause of the fire was a gas leak. It was a perfect arson. Although the method was simple, the effect was very, very good!"

Xinfeng sighed with satisfaction and said, "Then I was adopted by a foster family. My foster family was very good. My adoptive father was a high-income earner and my adoptive mother was a kind woman. I had a wonderful four years until I went to college. Someone tried to ruin my reputation. I broke his legs, poured gasoline on him and burned him to death."

"And then I had two great years until I met a bitch and she slept with a nigga on the football team, and not only did she slept with him, but then that nigga and his teammates beat me up in the hallway of a college classroom when I lost my mind because of anger for the first time in my life."

Xin Feng finally raised his head. He looked at Gao Yi and said, "Then it was the only time in my life that I lost my mind. I burned that black guy and his friends to death in his house. At a party, I created the largest arson case in Los Angeles history. A total of 22 people were burned to death."

Gao Yi was surprised and said, "So many people? Uh, and then you were arrested."

"No, I ran away. I fled to Moscow, forged my identity, and studied in Moscow for two years. After graduation, I was recruited by the CIA because of my outstanding academic performance."

Legendary, magical.

Gao Yi was extremely surprised and asked: "How did you do it?"

"The household registration system in the United States is not that perfect, so impersonation is easy to achieve. I only said that I burned the black man and his friends to death, but did I mention that I was also on the invitation list that night? Also, it was a rave party after graduation."

Xinfeng smiled grimly. He said, "I've been waiting for nearly two years. During these two years, I found a perfect substitute. He has no passport or driver's license, which means he has no recorded fingerprint information. He is from Kentucky. The best thing is that he only has an alcoholic father. I can take his place. As long as I don't appear in front of classmates who are familiar with him, no one can expose me."

"You said you lost your mind, and I thought you were going to retaliate right away."

"If you had any sense you wouldn't have burned them, would you?"

Xinfeng’s words made so much sense that Gao Yi was speechless.

Xin Feng continued calmly, "I joined the CIA and hid my habit of arson. I began to learn professional killing techniques and became an excellent agent. However, I found that it was impossible to carry out a perfect arson while working in the CIA. But working for you, I believe you will not stop me from this little hobby, right?"

"Uh, well, it depends on the situation. If conditions permit, I won't stop it."

Trade Wind exhaled and said, "My house has burned down. It's perfect. I'm very happy to be able to appreciate this scene after so many years. Now it's time to burn my car."

"Can you tell me in detail how you did it? I'm curious, how did you escape and complete your studies in Moscow? What's even more amazing is that you were able to enter the CIA. Don't they do background checks?"

Xinfeng shook his head, opened the car door and said, "Get out of the car. You are too curious, which is not good. But I can tell you, well, I started learning Russian when I was determined to burn that nigger to death. This was the beginning of everything. In fact, I learned seven foreign languages ​​because I didn't know I was going to escape to Russia at the time. I just learned every foreign language that might be used. The reason why the CIA chose me was because of my language talent. I can speak eight languages, and I speak every one of them very well."

Xinfeng walked and talked, and Gao Yi followed him. When they were about thirty meters away from the car, Xinfeng stopped and said, "Don't worry, it will deflagrate, but it won't explode. This distance is very safe. You can enjoy it with me. Coming."

(End of this chapter)