A black car came from behind, it was driving very fast, the headlights were flashing, although it was already dawn and they were almost on a corner, but the driver of the car behind him honked his horn, ready to accelerate and overtake, the two cars staggered past, Liu Zhan looked at the driver and the people in the passenger seat, they were two young men with bright heads, dressed in civilian clothes and had a clean beard, and their hair was very short.

And then another car came from behind, honking its horn and flashing its lights.

“FK。 Liu Zhan said. When FBI agents are in a hurry, you'd better not get in their way.

He stepped on the brakes, drove to the side of the road, the tire on the side near the side of the road hit the grass, the second car whizzed by, the third car followed, Liu Zhan stopped.

He sat there with Amorous, watching the traffic speed by, and in addition to the cars, there were two armored trucks and three pickup trucks, which were full of men and several women with serious expressions.

"It's a raid. Said sadly.

"It's no joke. Liu Zhan said that because of his vigilance, he became sarcastic when he spoke.

She didn't seem to notice this, and at this moment, a small car broke away from the convoy and stopped directly behind Liu Zhan.

Liu Zhan suddenly woke up, he stared at the car through the rearview mirror, it was a dark green Buick, the driver was talking into a phone, there was also a man in the passenger seat, Liu Zhan couldn't see their faces clearly.

He really hoped that he would have been to the press conference yesterday.

Of the two people in the Buick, maybe one of them was there yesterday.

If so, he would definitely ask why a lawyer would come to New England Town, it can't be a coincidence, and the agent with a little brain would immediately list Liu Zhan as the top suspect.

The last car in the convoy drove away, and in the Buick car in the back, the driver put down the phone.

The agent would get out of the car at any moment, and Liu Zhan desperately searched for the only credible explanation.

I was so interested in this case, I remember seeing this autonomous organization and their slogan on TV, saying that they don't recognize the government, which is the same message that the woman left on the answering machine in the live broadcast room, so I thought, you know, play a detective game, and investigate it yourself. But they won't believe it, no matter how credible it is, and they'll interrogate him thoroughly until he's got the truth.

The two agents got out of the car, and Liu Zhan stared at them through the rearview mirror.

He hadn't seen either of them, and he breathed a sigh of relief, his face was already sweating, and he wiped his forehead with the back of his hand.

"Oh, my gosh, what do they want to do?"

"Don't panic. Liu Zhan said, "Don't act like you want to go quickly, I'm going to pretend that I'm very, very interested in them, so that they want to get rid of us quickly, which is called rebellion." ”

He jumped out of the car and said, "Hey, are you police officers?" He said kindly, "Is there something going on here?"

The driver was a skinny man, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and he said, "We're federal agents, sir, we checked your license plate, and the owner's registration is a bottling company."

"That's my employer. ”

"Can I take a look at your driver's license?"

"Oh, of course. Liu Zhan took out his driver's license from his butt pocket, "Is the helicopter you saw just now yours?"

"Yes, sir, it's ours. The agent looked at his driver's license and gave it back, and the hummingbird's fake information was top-notch, "Where are you going?"

"Into the mountains, we work on the farmstead in the valley, hey, I want you to catch those damn vigilantes, they're scaring the people here..."

"Where have you been this morning?"

"We were at a party last night, and by the time we wanted to go back, it was too late, but I'm sober and didn't drink and drive, don't worry!"

"It's fine. ”

"Look, I sometimes write for local newspapers, can I interview you about this raid? This will be the biggest news in this county in years! ”

As soon as he said that, he realized that he was taking a big risk, because he couldn't read or write, and he patted his pocket, "Oh no, I don't even have a pencil." ”

"We can't reveal anything. The agent said, "You'll have to contact the head of public information at the station. ”

He feigned disappointment: "Oh, well, I understand. ”

"You just said you were going back. ”

"yes, well, I think we should be on our way, good luck with your raid!"

"Thank you. ”

The agents returned to the car, and they did not write down Liu Zhan's name.

Liu Zhan returned to the car, and he looked through the rearview mirror as the two agents got into the car behind them, and neither of them wrote anything.

"Oh my God," he said with a grateful sigh of relief, "they took my word. ”

He started the car, and the Buick followed.

A few minutes later, as he approached the door of Hu Yakun's turf, Liu Zhan rolled down the window of his car to hear the sound of the firefight, but he heard nothing. The FBI seems to have taken control of the scene while the gang was still asleep.

He drove up a bend and saw two cars parked near the door. The door, which was a railing made of five horizontal bars, had been smashed to pieces across the road, and he guessed that FBI agents had driven armored trucks straight through the door.

This place was originally guarded, but where did the people standing guard go? He then saw a man in camouflage shorts, face down in the grass, his hands handcuffed behind his back, watched by four agents.

The FBI was making sure nothing was wrong this time, and the agents looked up at Liu Zhan warily, and when they saw the green Buick following behind, they relaxed.

Liu Zhan slowed the car very slowly, like a curious pedestrian, Buick drove to the side of the road, stopped next to the crashed gate, and when the car was out of the sight of the agents, Liu Zhan immediately stepped on the accelerator.

When he got back to the village, he went straight to Ren Lian's hut to tell her the news.

Ren Lian walked out of the room, wearing jeans and a loose bright blue undershirt. As a person who has just gotten up, she seems to be in good spirits, Liu Zhan told her so, on the way to the gang, he sued Ren Lian, and the FBI raided Hu Yakun.

"They might visit the other residents of the valley, and if so, they might find it. As long as we don't let them know that this is a hidden village, they won't be suspicious, we just have to pretend to be routine, and if we're all migrant workers and don't have a long-term interest in the valley, then they'll think that we don't care about the dam. ”

She nodded: "You'd better remind everyone at breakfast that everyone will understand your true intentions, but I can't rule out that some of the others will think that this is just our usual strategy, and not say anything that might attract attention."

"What about the kids?"

"They don't interrogate children, they're the FBI, not the Gestapo. ”

"Okay. ”

They walked into the room and started making coffee.

Around ten o'clock in the morning, two agents staggered down the hill, their slippery shoes covered in mud and weeds sticking to their trouser legs.

Liu Zhan watched from the warehouse, and if he saw the people he had seen yesterday, he was going to walk through the hut and hide in the woods, but he hadn't seen these two people before.

The younger one was tall, with a wide skeleton, looking like a Nordic, with pale blonde hair and very white skin, and the older one was an Asian with long black hair and a bit of a bow, and they weren't the same two people who had questioned him this morning, and he was pretty sure that neither of them had been to yesterday's press conference.

Most of the adults in the village are in the vineyards, and they sprinkle diluted hot sauce on creeping vines so that the fawns don't nibble on the sprouts. The children were in the hall, Ren Lian was giving them a lesson, and she was telling the story of Moses.

He took a deep breath, then walked across the slopes on the mountainside to the vineyard and greeted the two agents, as had been arranged, Liu Zhan poured a chili mixture into a pot and began to sprinkle the grapes.

He walked in the direction of the villagers, so he could hear what they were saying.

The Asian said in a friendly tone, "We're FBI agents. We're doing a regular survey of this area, my name is Bill, and this is John. ”

This is a good sign, Liu Zhan told himself.

Judging by their tone, they didn't seem to have any particular interest in the vineyard, and just walked around the neighborhood, hoping to find a clue, which was getting to the bottom of it, but it didn't make his heart much easier.

Mr. Bill looked around with appreciation: "This place is beautiful. ”

Lao Luo nodded: "We are very attached here. ”

Be careful, Lao Luo, don't speak with pricklines. This is no joke.

The young agent John said impatiently, "Are you in charge here?" He spoke with a southern accent, and Liu Zhan could hear it as soon as he heard it.

"I'm the foreman," said Lao Luo, "what's the matter?"

Mr. Bill said, "Do you live here?"

Liu Zhan pretended to continue working, but his heart was pounding, because none of these people were members of the professional Donglong, so he had to listen carefully in case something went wrong.

"Most of us are seasonal workers," said Lao Luo, following the lines he had discussed with Liu Zhan, "because the company provides accommodation, because it's too remote here, and you can go anywhere." ”

John said, "It's strange to have an orchard here. "

"It's not an orchard, it's a winery, would you like to try the wine we made last year? ”

"No, thanks, unless you guys have non-alcoholic products. ”

"No, I'm sorry, only wine. ”

"Who is the owner here?"

"Napa Bottling Company. ”

John took a note, and Mr. Bill looked at a cluster of buildings across the vineyard and said, "Mind if we walk around." ”

Lao Luo shrugged his shoulders: "Of course I don't mind, just look at it. He got to work.

Liu Zhan watched anxiously as the agents gradually walked away, on the surface, Lao Luo's words can indeed justify themselves, these people are a group of workers with very low salaries, and the company is stingy, only providing them with some places with poor conditions to live.

But there are still some flaws here, as long as it is a smart agent, it may be questioned that the hall is the most obvious flaw, Ren Lian has put away the old flag hanging there, but nevertheless, the observant person will still ask, why the classroom is a circular building, with no windows and no furniture.

Also, there are marijuana fields in the woods nearby, and if you smoke a big ma, the FBI agents won't care, but growing marijuana doesn't match the characteristics of itinerant workers, and the free store is no different from anywhere else, but if you look closely, everything here is not priced, and there is no cash register in the store.