The person was rescued, and the source of the problem was temporarily resolved.
Why temporarily?
Because such things are fundamentally impossible to eradicate.
Johnny approached Harry, glanced back at the bodies in the auction house, and asked in a low voice, "Is there a way?"
Harry, of course, knew what Johnny was asking and raised his eyebrows.
Although a bit reluctant, he still pulled out a thick, small, book-like object from his pocket.
"BK743X, this is a highly compressed nanozyme made entirely of directionally decomposed biological material. Just tear it off and stick it on a corpse. Once activated, the corpse will be completely melted within 30 seconds."
As a top special agent organization, how could they not have similar methods for disposing of bodies?
It was just a matter of whether he wanted to use it or not.
Johnny naturally also had a way, which was simply to make a phone call and have a cleaner come over. But the problem was that this would be very expensive, so Harry's plan became the preferred option.
Brian also supported Kim to the doorway. The bodies on the floor made Kim a little scared, but at this moment, she no longer cared about such things.
Harry tore off half of the booklet in his hand and handed it to Johnny.
Johnny shrugged, took the booklet, went to one of the corpses, tore off a piece of paper, and stuck it on him.
After only a short while, this piece of paper slowly melted, and then the corpse began to gradually melt, starting from the clothes, including the body inside. After a mere 30 seconds, accompanied by a series of nauseating smells, these corpses were reduced to a puddle of liquid, with only some metal buttons and bullets remaining in the liquid.
Soon, these wealthy auction-goers and dignitaries were reduced to liquid in a matter of minutes, vanishing without a trace from this world.
As for the remaining bodyguards and such, Johnny completely ignored them.
Then, Johnny pulled out John's Zippo and lit the curtains.
Afterward, the three left the auction venue and went to the auction house's monitoring room.
Johnny found the monitoring host, then raised his m4 carbine and fired several shots at the hard drives of the monitoring host.
He then violently disassembled these hard drives, took them out, and then pulled out a tissue to wipe off all the fingerprints.
He then used the same method to set this place on fire as well.
Immediately after, the three left the premises. As they walked out, Johnny did not forget to close the door.
He was quite a good person.
Weighing the four hard drives in his hand, Johnny and the other two exchanged glances, all smiling knowingly.
Arriving at the intersection, Daniel was somewhat bored, swatting flies in the car. Seeing the four approaching, he immediately perked up.
Get in the car, close the door, start, and leave this place.
As they passed by the sea, Johnny directly opened the car window and threw out the four hard drives in his hand.
The four hard drives quickly sank to the bottom as they were submerged in the seawater.
Thus, everything that happened in the auction house would silently disappear from this world. No one knew who died inside, but it was certain that this auction house was completely cleared.
After dropping Brian and his daughter Kim off at the airport, the three stood at the airport entrance to say goodbye.
"Thank you very much for your help. If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't have found my daughter so quickly or smoothly."
Brian's expression was full of sincerity and earnestness. Johnny and Harry exchanged glances. Johnny patted Brian on the shoulder, "You're welcome. You are Michael's friend, so naturally, you are my friend too. If you need anything further, you can contact me. Of course, perhaps one day I will also have something to trouble you with, you never know."
In response to Johnny's words, Brian just heavily patted his chest, then said to Johnny, "Don't worry, if you need anything, just tell me. I will do my best. Other things might not work, but in the field of special agents, I have no problem."
Johnny nodded, then he and Brian exchanged contact information.
Watching the father and daughter walk into the airport, Johnny also breathed a sigh of relief. He then pulled out his phone to call Michael, but it didn't go through, so he could only leave a message on Facebook.
"Your commission has been completed. Remember, you owe me a favor, motherfucker!"
Then, Johnny put away his phone and looked at Harry, who was a little distracted.
"Now, we should go save the world."
Hearing Johnny say such a thing, Harry also smiled, "You didn't have to get involved in this matter."
"Consider it payment for you helping me save my friend's daughter." Johnny's explanation was quite reasonable. Harry nodded. He was very impressed with Johnny's abilities, and tracking down Valentine was indeed a dangerous mission.
"But I don't know where he's run off to now, so it won't be that quick for now. However, if there's any action, I'll notify you."
Harry spoke to Johnny in a very gentlemanly manner. Afterward, Johnny and Harry also exchanged contact information.
Then Harry also walked into the airport, where the Knights of the Round Table's exclusive plane had already arrived.
Just like that, Johnny was left standing alone at the airport entrance. He looked around and then walked towards a taxi.
After getting in the car, Johnny made a phone call. This call was to Frank.
After a ringing tone, the call was connected.
"I've got what you wanted."
"Really? That's great... Fuck!" On the other end of the phone, Frank's voice was a bit noisy, accompanied by sounds of fighting, "I'm a bit busy right now. Let's meet at the old spot later!"
Then the call was hung up.
Johnny, of course, knew what his 'busy' meant. He was probably being targeted again. How troublesome. The old spot referred to Frank's secret base.
Johnny then asked Daniel to take him there. It wasn't far, just a fifteen-minute drive.
Half an hour later, Frank pushed open the door and walked into the secret base. He had some injuries on him.
"Hmph, damn it, if it were five years ago, I definitely would have walked out unscathed."
Frank was not very satisfied with his current physical condition, but there was nothing he could do. As he aged, his skills were gradually declining.
Seeing this, Johnny naturally hurried forward to help Frank treat his wounds.
"Where's the stuff?"
After treating the wounds, Frank asked. Johnny took out the black USB drive from his pocket and handed it to him.
Frank went to the computer, plugged the USB drive into the computer, and soon a file window popped up. Opening each file window revealed photos and videos.
Closing the computer and pulling out the USB drive, Frank carefully placed it in an aluminum metal box.
"These will be my most powerful evidence for a counterattack, but these alone are not enough."
"These photos and videos were taken by a New York Times reporter, but unfortunately, he didn't make it out of that place alive, and this USB drive was obtained by Kelte."
Frank briefly introduced the background of the story, and only then did Johnny realize that it was a reporter who had taken the pictures.
Frank clearly understood the style of that group of people. These alone were not enough to nail the lovely Vice President to the pillar of shame; he still needed the help of some people.
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