I’m a Detective In the Marvel World

Brian looked at the hung up phone, although his eyes flashed with anger, but his face was very calm. He quickly took out the data cable and imported the recording into another more professional storage device.

When Shelley said the words "something went wrong", he had already started recording.

Then Brian took out a small notebook and pen, put on the earphones and listened carefully several times, then picked up the pen and wrote down a few words "Cheron", "NIA", "Paris" on the small notebook...

Then Brian dialed a certain number, and said in a deep voice: "Bauer, I'm sorry to disturb you at this time, but I have a recording, and I need to borrow your ability to help me identify it... Yes, the recording has been sent to you private email...thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Brian dialed another phone number. After more than ten seconds, when he was a little impatient, the call was connected, and a lazy woman's voice sounded: "NIA Senior Detective Sheron To the public phone, let me explain first, I have already arrested twelve guys who reported false police reports or talked nonsense this month, so... what can I do for you?"

Bryan said in a deep voice: "Inspector Sherron's sister, Shelley, just called me. She and my daughter Cam had an accident in Paris, so I need to talk to Inspector Sherron immediately..."

"God, Shelley...damn it, just wait a moment..."

This time the call was connected very quickly, after less than three busy beeps, the call was connected. A young but serious voice sounded: "Mr. Bryan, hello, I am NIA Senior Detective Sheron."

Brian was slightly taken aback: "You know me?"

"I just know it through your number." Xie Lun said in a deep voice, "Your daughter Cam, my sister Shelley, and another female classmate, Amanda, met at New York International Airport at eight o'clock this morning. Meet up, take the international flight at 10:00 in the morning, and after flying for nearly nine hours, arrive at Paris-Charles de Gaulle Airport at 7:00 tonight. And now you are calling my public number in a hurry, it seems that something happened to Shelley and the others, right? ?”

Brian was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "Then I don't need to talk nonsense, please listen to a recording first."

As he spoke, he played back the communication recording between Shelley and himself.

Hearing the voice from the microphone, Xie Lun frowned helplessly and sighed silently. After the recording finished playing, Sherron said in a deep voice, "Thank you for your conveyance, Mr. Brian, please rest assured, I am already on the plane to Paris, and I will definitely rescue Shelley and the others."

"You're already on the plane?" Brian asked anxiously, "You knew something was going to happen to them? Or you were worried that this kidnapping case wouldn't have anything to do with your work?"

Listening to Brian's questioning tone,

Xie Lun couldn't help frowning: "What about you, Mr. Brian? Your file is right in front of my eyes... Well, I believe it is very clear and innocent, and it is also very fake. Then Mr. Brian, what is your job? What? This kidnapping incident has nothing to do with your work, right?"

Brian said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect that the NIA could freely access citizens' personal files."

Sheron sneered, "Mr. Bryan, NIA has a lot of authority."

Brian snorted: "I have forwarded your sister's message, so let's stop our conversation here."

"Your daughter has been kidnapped, what are you going to do, Mr. Bryan."

"This has nothing to do with you, Mr. Senior Inspector!"

Brian hung up the phone angrily, thought for a moment, got up and left the house, and drove quickly to his ex-wife's house. After knocking hard on the door, Brian ignored his ex-wife Rita's angry expression, pushed her away, walked in and said, "She was kidnapped."

"Who?"

"Who else, of course, is our daughter Cam."

"What? How is this possible..."

Brian couldn't be bothered to listen to his ex-wife's nonsense, so he simply stepped forward and pinched the old white man who had just come down the stairs, and asked sharply, "Does the hijacking of Cam have anything to do with you?"

The old man was a little confused: "What do you mean?"

"Do you have any enemies overseas?"

"Why do I have enemies as a businessman?"

"You obtained funds through multiple shell companies, and you also started a business of oil smuggling with a group of Russians going south, right?"

"How do you know this?"

"Do you think I'm going to let my woman and daughter live with someone I don't know at all?"

Looking at the angry Brian, the old man raised his hands and said solemnly: "I swear, Brian, I am also very heartbroken about what happened to Kaim, but this has nothing to do with me."

Brian stared at each other's eyes for a while, then let go of his hands, and said in a deep voice, "Where is Cam's bedroom?"

"Upstairs, I'll take you there."

Rita climbed the stairs first, leading Brian to the door of a room. Brian turned on the chandelier and began to search the room quickly.

Rita's eyes were red, she gritted her teeth and said, "What happened?"

Brian didn't even look at her, and said in a deep voice: "Cam and two other female classmates went to Paris, and when I was talking on the phone, someone broke into their residence and hijacked them."

"God?"

Rita couldn't help crying softly. The old man hugged her quickly, comforted her in a low voice, raised his head and said to Brian, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Of course, you have a private jet. I need you to inform them that I'm going to Paris immediately."

"Okay, I'll call and arrange."

The old man patted Rita on the shoulder, turned and left.

Rita stepped forward, looked at the busy Brian, choked up and said, "You will bring her back safely, right?"

Brian said in a deep voice: "I need to find him first. According to my conversation with a senior NIA inspector, the female classmates who went with Cam are named Shelley and Amanda. I need their photos, preferably It's a group photo."

"Sheryl, Amanda?" Rita nodded. "I've heard of them, and I heard that the three of them have a very good relationship. As for the photos, there may be one in Cam's laptop."

Just as Brian turned on his laptop, his phone rang again. Brian glanced at it and quickly connected: "Bauer, what's the situation?"

"I'm sorry, Brian, I know you quit for the sake of your family and your daughter, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen to Cam."

"Thank you for your relationship, but now the time is urgent, let's get down to business."

"Well, I have carefully analyzed the recording you provided. According to their voices and intonations, they should be Albanians. Since France released the customs, those people have poured into France in large numbers, and the organizations from there, What he is best at is abducting and trafficking women..."

Before Ball finished speaking, Rita couldn't help crying.

Brian glared at her, and said in a deep voice, "Rita is also listening, but please continue, Ball, it's time to let her know how dark this world really is."

"I'm sorry, Rita," Bauer sighed, and continued, "according to Cam's description, that tattoo represents one of the largest organizations, the Maikou Gang. This gang is known for its vicious behavior. When the Cold War just ended , They smuggled the girl who split the big country, let them get addicted, and then forced them to pick up customers, even the Russians were unwilling to provoke them."

Rita was so broken that she couldn't stand, and she slumped on the floor.

"Now they have found a way to make more money, which is to kidnap young and beautiful girls and sell them on the dark web." Bauer took a deep breath, "So Brian, you only have 96 hours to get them back." Cam, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?"

Brian asked anxiously.

Bauer sighed: "Otherwise you will never find her again."