Daily life of an American TV drama agent

Ron stared sharply at Andy's face, and Andy's original calm expression completely disappeared, replaced by the horror of being exposed. He immediately took action and quickly grabbed Ron's steering wheel with both hands.

But he had just stretched out his hand halfway when Ron put a hand under his armpit, pressed it on the back of his head, and hit the console in front of the car hard.

"Bang!" There was a sound, and Andy's eyes were filled with stars, but just such a blow could never defeat Andy, who yearned for freedom. He struggled to stand up, planning to pounce on Ron again.

Ron rolled his eyes helplessly, and had no choice but to exert force on his hand again: "Bang!"

"I have been imprisoned for twenty years!" "Bang!"

"Being taken away from my hometown again!" "Bang!"

"Now you want to take me back again!" "Bang!"

"You are asking for your own death~" Before Andy could speak again, Ron simply said his lines in advance, then pressed Andy's head again: "Bang!"

"Really, you are not Illidan~"

Who is Illidan? Andy's head was buzzing from Ron's buzzing, and he vaguely heard Ron complaining.

But before he could make a move, something cold pressed against Andy's temple, and Ron's mean voice rang out: "In order to prevent any accidents from happening, I have to remind you again, I My profession is an agent, so I advise you to think twice before you act."

Andy's mood hit rock bottom again. Did he finally escape and be sent back again? He was unwilling to give in.

"Whether you believe it or not, I have never killed anyone. I was wrongfully imprisoned. If you are willing to help me, you can even find the real murderer from another prison!" Andy shouted.

Although he had no hope, he still wanted to struggle, but something unexpected happened to him. Ron actually took the gun back: "You can tell me his name, maybe I can ask first."

"You believe me like this? Aren't you afraid that I'm the kind of vicious gangster trying to deceive your trust?" Andy's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Of course..." Ron trailed off jokingly, and continued before Andy was about to lose his patience: "Of course I don't believe it, all criminals will quibble to excuse themselves, and you are no different.

But you are very lucky. It happens that I need a financial expert to work for me now, so I am willing to help you investigate. If it is really unjust, a migrant worker with a clean record will definitely bring me more benefits. . "

Ron said coldly, of course he was only telling Andy. As for the real situation, as a professional movie fan in his previous life, no one understands Andy's injustice better than him.

But understanding is one thing, and how to do it is another. It is too suspicious for a complete stranger criminal to say that he is innocent in front of you and then immediately believe it.

"Are you really willing to help me investigate and clear my name?" Andy stood up from the car seat and asked excitedly.

"Of course, the premise is that you are really innocent and willing to work for me in the future." Ron shrugged easily, and then looked sharply at Andy again: "Also, if you have any other illegal gains, I will It is recommended to pay tax before using it, you are a smart man, you know what I am talking about, right?”

Andy tightened the notebook in his clothes and finally decided to hand it over: "I guess this is what you are talking about. This is the account book that the warden laundered through my income from a series of crimes such as tax evasion and corruption over the years."

Luo Yin still drove seriously, without any intention of picking up the car: "You know I want more than this."

Andy gritted his teeth and finally took out a small package, which contained a driver's license, social security card and a series of other things, covering everything a person needs in the United States. This was what he originally planned to rely on after escaping.

Moreover, Andy believed that these were the proceeds of his own labor, and he could take them with peace of mind. On the contrary, it was the original owner of the money who was truly unclean.

"Okay, here's another one. The warden's bank account opened as another person, which contains all of his unearned income over the years, a total of 395,400 US dollars."

After handing over the small package and then completely handing over his fate to the other party's hands, Andy fell softly into his seat as if he had lost all his strength. However, there was nothing he could do about it. The situation was stronger than the person.

When Ron pointed a gun at his head just now, he didn't even see Ron draw the gun! When he put the gun away, he took a closer look, but he also didn't see Ron's work clearly.

The pistol seemed to disappear out of thin air, and the smart Andy immediately understood that this agent was really not something he could handle.

Ron finally nodded with satisfaction and smiled evilly, but still did not accept what Andy handed him, but said: "That's right, honesty is the basis for friendship between two strangers.

Don't worry, I won't take these things from you, but I want you to reorganize this account. I will recover the tax evasion part on behalf of the IRS, and the remaining money obtained from corruption, after deducting the penalty, will be Your personal income, right, Mr. Alonso Joe. "

Ron finally reread the fake name on the driver's license that Andy had taken out.

"Andy, the stage name you gave yourself is really just mediocre. It's better to continue to use your real name. The premise is that I find evidence that you are really innocent. I don't want to hire a real murderer by my side."

Andy was speechless. Do you think I came up with this bad name myself? Not that old bastard the warden?

"So where are you going to keep me?"

"Where?" Ron asked in surprise: "Of course not, I plan to temporarily place you at my friend's house. There is no room for extra people in the apartment I rent now."

With that said, Ron threw the things back to Andy: "Take your things. If you don't want to believe me, you can always take your small package and escape to wherever you want, just like you always do." As planned from the beginning.”

Andy finally let down his guard for the time being. He had nowhere else to go anyway, so it was okay to trust Ron first. At least, he didn't send him directly back to prison, right?

As for the option of escaping, Andy gave up the idea after seeing Ron's incredible skill in drawing a gun. It would only take a minute for the other party to kill him.

Of course Ron has his own plans. On the one hand, he wants to help Andy satisfy his love for this character. On the other hand, Ron also wants to try what he can get from Andy after gaining his approval. skills.

Helping and reciprocating sometimes do not conflict.

"Dom, this is a friend of mine, Andy. Can you help me take him in for a few days?" Ron parked the car at an intersection not far from Toretto's house, and then called Toretto. Asked the son to come out: "It's best to take him to take a bath first, and then give him some clothes of one of yours. Oh my god, his outfit is simply incompatible with your place."

"Your dress is incompatible with this place. He doesn't belong here. Why don't you take him back?" Toretto nodded helplessly with his big, bare head.

Ron and Andy were wearing well-made suits, while Toretto was still wearing an unshakable tight-fitting vest. The three formed a sharp contrast.

"Of course it's to protect witnesses. You don't really think that our IRS safe house is really foolproof, do you? By putting him here with you, at least I won't see a pile of bones when I come back after finishing my work, right?" Ron said matter-of-factly.

The warden of Shawshank Prison is a long-sleeved man who is good at dancing. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to build a special prison area like a high-end apartment to make money. If he didn't have some great backers behind him, he wouldn't dare to do this even if he had some courage. Play.

After all, no matter how prosperous the boss is now, he cannot guarantee that he will not enter one day. The existence of such a place can at least guarantee that his life will not be too miserable after entering. Therefore, with the acquiescence of many forces, this strange prison has been This exists.

Even the IRS that Ron belongs to is one of his backers, because it often needs to send prisoners who have committed crimes but are promised shelter by the IRS for paying taxes on time, such as Mr. Channing, to Shawshank.

Therefore, the warden has a close relationship with some people in the IRS. It is not impossible for the warden to kill Andy in the safe house through some other agent. After all, no one understands better than Ron that when an agent wants to When it comes to killing someone, he has countless ways to do it.

But he shouldn't evade taxes. This touches the bottom line of the IRS. What's more, judging from Andy's account book, the warden's income is only a small part of all income. Such a big amount of money Where did it go?

Ron even read a hint of something special from the list of prisoners held in a special prison. This prison could be linked to the drug case he was pursuing!

Among the prisoners held in this special prison, except for the illegal businessmen who paid taxes to the IRS to protect themselves, almost half are drug offenders, and judging from what Channing and Andy said, these people are being imprisoned. They all knew each other before the prison.

Ron vaguely felt that there must be a bigger story here: street drug dealers, gangsters, high-level chemists, and unscrupulous politicians were intertwined because of the interests of drugs, forming a drug network covering the entire country.

There are even hints of an intelligence agency whose funding is completely unregulated: the CIA. Only such a powerful intelligence agency can bring these seemingly unrelated people together.

Toretto: "Ron, you've caused me another problem."

"Don't worry, no one will know about this trouble for the time being," Ron said with relief: "When I come back from China, I will take this trouble away from you."

Andy looked at Toretto, then at Ron, and finally chose to listen to Ron and follow Toretto. Before leaving, Andy put the account book in Ron's hand.

"this is for you."

"Andy, didn't I say that? Just keep these things with yourself for the time being." Ron smiled and didn't answer.

"I think it's safer to leave this thing in your hands," Andy said with lingering fear. He was frightened by the speculation Ron mentioned in the car: "At least when someone catches me and finds that the account book is not in my hand, I can at least survive for a while, long enough for you to save me."

Andy began to feel lucky that he had met Ron. If he fled overseas according to his plan, he would probably not be able to escape the pursuit of the CIA. The implications were too great.

Ron laughed loudly: "Don't worry, with the most powerful driver in the world by your side, no one can catch you."

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