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Close to little Harry!
Harvey looked at Lynn, with a complex emotion in his eyes. He knew that this young man had extraordinary courage and determination. Finally, he nodded slowly: "Okay, Lynn. I approve your plan. But you must remember that safety comes first and keep in touch at any time. If you encounter any danger, retreat immediately."
Lynn heard this, and a warm current surged in his heart. He knew that he was not fighting alone, and he had the strong backing of the FBI. He nodded and said firmly: "Don't worry, sir. I will definitely complete the mission, expose the crimes of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce, and let the truth come to light."
The night fell, and the lights of Manhattan were like stars, shining in every corner of the city. In an inconspicuous little bar, Lynn and Hans sat at a table in the corner and talked in a low voice. Their eyes were sometimes solemn, and sometimes flashed with a firm light, as if they were planning a major action.
"Lynn, are we really going to target little Harry?" Hans' voice was low and cautious, and he knew the weight of this decision. Little Harry, the son of the manager of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce, is a young man who looks like a playboy but is scheming. His identity and background make this plan full of unknowns and dangers.
Lin En took a deep breath and looked determined: "Hans, we have no other choice. The Carlos Chamber of Commerce is too large, and it is almost impossible to break through from the front. And little Harry, he may be our breakthrough."
Hans frowned, he understood Lin En's intention. By approaching little Harry, they may be able to obtain internal intelligence of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce, and may even find key clues to the mysterious "X" plan. However, the risks of this plan are also huge. If it fails, the consequences will be disastrous.
"But, Lin En," Hans continued, "Little Harry is not so easy to approach. The people around him are all elites of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce. We will be exposed if we are not careful."
Lin En nodded. Of course, he knew the difficulty of this plan. However, he has made full preparations and plans. He took out a photo from his pocket and put it on the table: "Look, this is the nightclub that Harry has been frequenting recently. We can get close to him through here."
Hans picked up the photo and looked at it carefully. The name of the nightclub is "Dark Night". It is a famous entertainment venue in Manhattan and a place where celebrities and rich second-generations gather. If you want to get close to Harry, this is indeed a good choice.
"Okay," Hans finally nodded, "but we must be careful. We can't let the people of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce notice our intentions."
Lynn smiled and patted Hans on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Hans. I have made a plan. We just need to act according to the plan and we will succeed."
In the next few days, Lynn and Hans began to prepare intensively. They collected Harry's preferences and habits through various channels and made a detailed action plan. At the same time, they also began to stalk and investigate the "Dark Night" nightclub to ensure that every detail was foolproof.
Finally, on a weekend night, Lynn and Hans came to the "Dark Night" nightclub. They were wearing fashionable clothes and blending in the crowd, looking like ordinary young people. However, their eyes were always fixed in one direction - the booth where little Harry was.
Little Harry was sitting in the booth, surrounded by several young and beautiful girls and several men who looked fierce. They seemed to be enjoying this carnival night and did not notice the existence of Lin En and Hans at all.
Lin En and Hans looked at each other and knew that it was time to take action. They slowly approached little Harry's booth, trying to find a suitable opportunity to approach him.
However, just as they were about to approach, an accident happened. A drunk man suddenly bumped into Lin En and knocked the wine glass in his hand out. The wine glass drew an arc in the air and hit little Harry's head squarely.
"Asshole!" Little Harry roared, he stood up suddenly, and looked around fiercely, "Who did it?"
Lin En secretly said in his heart that it was not good, he knew that this accident might disrupt their plan. However, he did not panic, but quickly calmed down and came up with a plan to deal with it.
He pretended to apologize and walked to Little Harry, whispering: "I'm sorry, sir. That's my friend, he's drunk. I apologize to you on his behalf."
Little Harry glared at Lynn, as if he was about to explode. However, when he saw Lynn's sincere expression and Hans' seemingly harmless smile beside him, he nodded slowly: "Okay, I'll forgive you this time. But be careful next time!"
Lynn breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the crisis was temporarily resolved. At the same time, he also realized that this might be a good opportunity to get close to Little Harry.
"Sir," Lynn continued, "to express our apologies, we would like to invite you for a drink. Do you have time?"
Little Harry glanced at Lynn and seemed a little hesitant. However, when he saw the high-end whiskey in Lynn and Hans' hands, he nodded: "Okay, since you are so sincere, I will accept it."
Lynn and Hans smiled at each other, knowing that the plan was half successful.
The night in Manhattan is as dark as ink, and neon lights flicker in the moist air, casting a mysterious veil over this city that never sleeps. The "Undercurrent" bar, located in a corner of the city, is bustling at the moment. Low jazz music flows in the air, interweaving with the whispers of the guests into a silent nocturne. Lynn and Hans sat at a table in the corner, looking at the door from time to time, as if waiting for someone to come.
"Will he come?" Hans asked in a low voice, playing with an empty wine glass in his hand, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.
"He will definitely come." Lynn answered affirmatively, his eyes firm and deep, "Harry, that kid, although rebellious, still trusts us. Especially when he wants to show off something."
As soon as the voice fell, the door of the bar was pushed open, and a gust of cold wind rushed in. Harry's figure appeared at the door. He was wearing a leather jacket, his hair was slightly messy, and his eyes were a bit unruly. He looked around and quickly locked onto the location of Lynn and Hans, and walked over with big strides.
"Hey, you two, I've been waiting for a long time." Harry sat down on the chair and laughed heartily.
"It's not too late, just right." Lynn smiled and handed him a glass of wine, "Come on, toast to your freedom."
The three of them clinked their glasses and drank them all. The warm current of alcohol slid through their throats, and it seemed to melt the barriers between them.
"I heard that you are quite interested in the Carlos Chamber of Commerce recently?" Harry suddenly spoke with a bit of playfulness in his tone.
Lynn and Hans looked at each other and secretly rejoiced in their hearts. They knew that Harry's words meant that their conversation was about to get to the point.
"Yes, the Carlos Chamber of Commerce has been in the limelight recently. How could we not be interested?" Lin En pretended to be relaxed and said, "But, Harry, you seem to know a lot about the Carlos Chamber of Commerce."
Harry heard this and raised a smug smile at the corner of his mouth: "Of course, my father is a senior executive of the Chamber of Commerce. However, there are some things that even I can't say casually."
"Oh? So mysterious?" Hans raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Then can you reveal something less mysterious? For example, has the Chamber of Commerce made any big moves recently?"
Harry pondered for a moment, as if he was making some kind of trade-off. Finally, he slowly said: "In fact, there is something I have always wanted to say, but I am afraid you can't accept it."
"Go ahead, Harry." Lin En encouraged, "We are people who have experienced storms, there is nothing we can't accept."
Harry took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "The Carlos Chamber of Commerce is secretly researching mutants."
"What?!" Lin En and Hans exclaimed at the same time, their eyes were full of shock and disbelief.
"You heard it right, it's mutants." Harry repeated, "The kind of existence with extraordinary abilities. The Chamber of Commerce got this technology from somewhere and is conducting secret experiments."
Lynn and Hans looked at each other. They knew the seriousness of the news. The emergence of mutants will completely break the existing social order and may even trigger an unprecedented crisis.
"Harry, are you sure?" Lynn asked in a deep voice, "This is not a joke."
"Of course I'm sure." Harry said seriously, "I have seen those test subjects with my own eyes, and their abilities are beyond imagination. Moreover, the Chamber of Commerce seems to be looking for a way to apply this ability to ordinary people."
"This is crazy!" Hans couldn't help but curse, "What is the Carlos Chamber of Commerce thinking? Don't they know the consequences of doing this?"
"Consequences?" Harry smiled bitterly, "In their eyes, there are only interests and power. As for the consequences, that's other people's business."
The three fell into silence, each thinking about the shock brought by the news. The music in the bar was still playing, but it sounded particularly harsh at this moment.
"Harry," Lynn finally broke the silence, "Can you tell us more about this plan? For example, where are they conducting the experiment? What stage has the experiment reached?"
Harry shook his head, his expression solemn: "I only know the general idea. My father never lets me participate in the specific details. Moreover, the Chamber of Commerce keeps confidentiality very strictly. It is almost impossible to find out more information."
"Then what should we do?" Hans asked anxiously, "We can't just sit there and wait for death, right?"
"Of course not." Lynn's eyes flashed with determination, "We must Find a way to stop the Carlos Chamber of Commerce's plan. Whether it is for social stability or for those innocent test subjects. "
"But, what should we do?" Harry looked at Lynn and Hans in confusion, "Our power is too small to fight the Carlos Chamber of Commerce at all."
"No," Lynn patted Harry on the shoulder, "Power may be big or small, but justice will never be absent. As long as we unite as one, we will definitely find a way to defeat them."
In the next few days, Lynn, Hans and Harry began to collect information about the Carlos Chamber of Commerce and the mutant plan. Using their own resources and channels, they gradually pieced together a rough outline. However, as the investigation deepened, they became more and more aware of the complexity and danger of this plan.
"We have to be careful," Hans reminded in a secret meeting, "The people of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce are not vegetarians, they will definitely try their best to stop us. "
"I know," Lynn said in a deep voice, "but we can't give up because we're afraid. We must find the test pieces to expose the crimes of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce."
"But we don't even know where the test subjects are." Harry said with some frustration.
"Don't worry," Lynn comforted, "there will always be clues. As long as we don't give up, we will definitely be able to find them."
Just as the three of them were in a deadlock, an unexpected news came into their ears. It turned out that a scientist at the Carlos Chamber of Commerce decided to come forward and reveal the truth because he was dissatisfied with the Chamber of Commerce's actions. He secretly sent some key information to Lynn and the others.
"That's great!" Harry shouted excitedly, "We have hope now!"
"Don't be too happy too early," Lynn reminded, "this is just the beginning, the real challenge is still to come."
The next morning, the sun shone through the gaps in the curtains and spread mottledly on Harry's face. He slowly opened his eyes, and everything from last night echoed in his mind like a nightmare. Lynn, Hans, and the secret about the Carlos Chamber of Commerce were like a huge rock pressing on his heart. He knew that he could not bear this matter alone and had to tell his father.
Harry put on his clothes, walked out of the room, and met his father, Old Harry, who was reading newspapers in the living room. Old Harry is a middle-aged man with a burly and grim face. His eyes always reveal an unquestionable majesty.
"Dad, I have something to say to you." Harry mustered up the courage and whispered.
Old Harry looked up and glanced at Harry, in a cold tone: "What's the matter?"
Harry took a deep breath and told his father all the way to his meeting with Lynn and Hans last night and what they were talking about. He thought his father would understand his difficulties and support their just actions, but things went far beyond his expectations.
Old Harry's face became more and more gloomy as Harry's narrative, and finally almost turned ashen. He slammed the table suddenly, stood up, and glared at Harry: "Do you know what you are talking about? Can you interfere in the Carlos Chamber of Commerce?"
Harry was shocked by his father's momentum and couldn't help but take a step back: "But, Dad, they are doing immoral things, we can't sit still."
"Immoral?" Old Harry sneered, "There are too many immoral things in this world. Can you care? And, why do you think you can change anything? You are just a stingy boy!"
Harry was stinged by his father's words, and he widened his eyes and retorted, "Dad, I did this for justice, for those innocent people. We cannot choose to remain silent because of fear."
"Justice?" Old Harry was furious. He stepped forward and slapped Harry suddenly, "Is this what you call justice? Do you know, how much trouble you will cause us if you do this? Isn't the Carlos Chamber of Commerce We can provoke it!”
Harry's face was so hot that he was stunned. He had never seen his father so angry, nor had he been beaten by his father. He felt a burst of grievance and confusion, and tears rolled in his eyes.
"Dad, I..." Harry choked, but couldn't speak.
Old Harry looked at Harry's appearance and his anger calmed down a little. He sighed and said in a serious tone: "Harry, I know you have a sense of justice, which is a good thing. But the world is much more complicated than you think. Some things can not be solved by just a passionate tone. . You'd better not interfere in the matter of Carlos Chamber of Commerce, otherwise it will only harm yourself and our family."
Harry was silent. He knew he could not convince his father and understood his concerns. However, his inner sense of justice made him unable to give up just like this. He raised his head and looked at his father, saying firmly, "Dad, I understand your concerns, but I can't just watch them do bad things like this. I will act carefully and not put myself in danger."
Old Harry looked at Harry's firm eyes and couldn't help but feel a little shaken. He knew that his son was an independent person and it was difficult to change once he decided on something. However, as a father, he has the responsibility to protect his family and cannot let Harry take this risk.
"Harry," said Old Harry earnestly, "I know you have your ideas, but this is really dangerous. You promise me not to interfere in the Carlos Chamber of Commerce anymore, okay?"
Harry looked at his father, feeling mixed feelings. He knew that he could not let his father down like this, but he could not go against his conscience. Finally, he took a deep breath and said slowly, "Dad, I promise you that I will act carefully. But if I really find any important clues, I will definitely tell you."
Old Harry looked at Harry, a trace of complex emotions flashed in his eyes. He knew that his son had grown up and had his own ideas and judgment. He could no longer bind him like he did when he was a child, and could only support him silently, hoping that he would be safe and sound.
"Okay," Old Harry sighed helplessly, "You promise me that you must be careful. If there is any danger, you must tell me the first time."
Harry nodded, and a warm current surged in his heart. He knew that no matter what he did, his father would stand behind him and silently support him. This family affection is his most precious wealth.
In a hidden corner of Manhattan, in a seemingly ordinary coffee shop, old Harry sat by the window, looking solemn. His eyes kept looking out the window, as if waiting for someone to come. On the table was a cup of cold coffee, but no one paid attention to it. Finally, the doorbell rang, and Lynn and Hans walked into the coffee shop one after the other, with a hint of determination in their eyes.