The sky is shining.

An eventful day has finally passed.

A few hours earlier, the Bangkok prison escape had been in major international newspapers, and the news media had begun to intervene to report on it.

In a few hasty shots, I also saw the explosion of the steamer at the port wharf.

The reporter host reported on the TV news: "??????????????????????????? …… (The bodies of the escaped escapees have not yet been recovered!)"

Beep.

The TV in a motel was turned off.

A pair of legs hung on the table, the man wore a silver bullet necklace around his neck, burns under his ears, and a nose with high black pupils.

Wearing a blue denim vest with truncated sleeves, full of powerful muscles, and playing with a lighter with the lid in his hand.

He frowned, picked up the tablet next to him, clicked on the international news report on Bangkok, and clicked on the high-resolution wanted photos of the criminals who exploded at the port terminal.

The faces inside seemed to be eyeing themselves.

The robbers who stole the sky-high paintings of the domestic maritime art museum are the same group.

He squinted and opened a link, skillfully logged in to his account, and put the photos of these people on it, and searched for information for a fee.

A prompt pops up on the screen, whether to confirm or not!

It costs $3,000 for each person searched, and the money will be deducted directly from his account.

A few character data cards popped up.

Name: Dong Ergou (Dong Wangshao), the behind-the-scenes owner of Lincheng Winery, who participated in the ......

Name: Liang Fu, a professional chess player, disappeared at the airport while traveling to the tournament......

Name: Zhong Xujie, Magic Thief, Fugitive from Luoyang Prison......

The information of the group is clearly and detailed, and almost as long as the information is recorded, it can be easily checked.

His fingers lightly clipped the lighter, and there was a click.

Remove the lid of the metal lighter.

Close the lid with a "ride" again.

Repeat this back and forth......

This person's eyes became more and more serious, and his face was solemn, he had been staring at this group of people for a while.

Now it's almost certain that this group of guys is the people he's looking for.

Lu Yinhong licked his lips, there was a trace of burning excitement in his eyes, he moved his neck slightly, and made a crackling sound.

It's been a long time since I've been out and about, and I've finally found something to do.

On his dark, thick arm was a tattoo of a skull, and a closer look revealed that both skulls had a bomb hidden in their eyes.

He picked up a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but it didn't light it.

Instead, he took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, turned on the speaker, and put the phone on the desktop.

Toot –

Toot –

So he picked up the lighter, lit the cigarette, and waited quietly for the guy to answer the phone.

Toot –

Toot –

It seems that it has been expected for a long time.

The call wasn't that easy, so he waited patiently.

When the phone went unanswered, he dialed again and again, smoking the cigarette to kill time.

Ringing and ringing.

Finally, after seven or eight minutes, the phone was connected.

There was an extremely loud noise coming from inside.

At the moment at the Las Vegas casino.

A bespectacled, seemingly polite man walked out of the bathroom, straightened his clothes, and zipped up his pants.

Then leaned against the wall next to him and connected to the call.

There was a playful smile on the corner of Fang Wentao's mouth, as if he was unfinished, and he said, "Hey, what's wrong?"

At this moment, another blonde beauty came out of the bathroom, wearing a red tight skirt with high heels and one shoulder, and her face was slightly flushed.

She seemed to be very satisfied, threw a wink at Fang Wentao who was outside, and then turned to leave.

Fang Wentao's familiar voice came from the phone.

"I found them, and they seem to be having a lot of fun!" Lu Yinhong's mouth rose, and his voice was trembling with a hint of anticipation, as if his heart was itching.

Fang Wentao asked with great interest: "Is it the group of people you said last time that Luoyang escaped from prison and rescued the magician and staged a cliff escape trick?"

"Yes, and this time it's Bangwang Central Prison in Bangkok!" Lu Yinhong squinted and flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said, "There must be something in here that is worth their adventure." ”

"How?"

"Take a trip?"

Fang Wentao's eyebrows raised and he gasped.

He pushed the frame of his glasses, and to be honest, he was used to being alone outside, and he didn't want to get involved in so many troublesome things.

But he knew that this guy had been going back to the past, and there were some things that couldn't escape.

Sooner or later, it will have to be faced.

Instead of waiting for trouble to come to you, it is better to take the initiative to find trouble with others.

He also responded helplessly: "Hey, my brain hurts, okay, you decide!"

"I'll play two more hands, see you tonight!"

After that, he hung up the phone with a beep without waiting for the other party's reply.

……

Now.

In an alley in a run-down suburb.

A bunch of fart kids are sitting on the side of the road on a tree stump playing cards, and they're still gambling.

This is a small town on the way from Bangkok to Chiang Mai.

Beep.

Chen Dong hung up the phone, he frowned and said to everyone: "I have found out, the three Interpols have indeed come, and they are the suspicious characters who were taken away by the police last night." ”

"It seems that they acted on their own without the consent of the Thai police, and now they are negotiating to deal with it. ”

Dong Ergou bought some hot dogs and cooked food from a distance for everyone to fill their stomachs, and he analyzed seriously: "In this way, these three people may not have anything to do with the organization, otherwise they will not chase them very closely just by virtue of the text messages and sandalwood box photos given to them." ”

Chen Dong sighed with some regret, "The person who called the police couldn't find it, it seems that they deliberately hid their identity." ”

He glanced at the crowd meaningfully.

This illustrates a very critical issue, their whereabouts are exposed.

Both the person who called the police and the three Interpols have all checked it according to some kind of clue.

Dong Ergou squinted, grabbed a hot bread and ate it, chewing it as he spoke: "It's not a bad thing to be able to find us, so why not plan it?"

"Dig a pit and see how many people will come. ”

Chen Dong fell into deep thought, the figure of the silver-haired man appeared in his mind, if he could arrest this guy, he should be able to ask a lot of things.

Including what kind of position the other party is, and who fired the sniper who shot the head in the dock in the first place.

What exactly is the purpose.

Being able to pry that guy's mouth open makes things much clearer.

Right now.

Dong Ergou's mobile phone rang suddenly, and after he connected it, he answered, and handed the mobile phone to Chen Dong.

"Liang Fu is looking for you!"

Dong Ergou raised his eyebrows, signaling that he was about to make a move.

Chen Dong took the phone, and heard Liang Fu's voice inside, and the other party said: "I think Lao Song and Lao Mo have the key clues. ”

Liang Fu pushed the frame of his glasses and explained earnestly: "I suspect that they have other hostages in their hands to blackmail the organization. ”

"The shot at the port terminal should have been fired by a traitor, trying to provoke a fight between the two sides by killing Old Man Mo, and even the sudden rebellion of the SM transnational organization from the beginning, to attack us, it is extremely likely that the traitor misguided. ”

Liang Fu's eyebrows furrowed very vigorously and said: "Originally, I planned to use Xu Fei as bait, but this matter is too complicated, so I am ready to negotiate with the people in the bureau, asking them to exchange the information of the SM transnational criminal organization and the important hostages captured." ”

"Lure out the two old men who are hiding. ”

Chen Dong paused, his eyes became complicated, because of Liang Fu's speculation and his own conjecture,

Seems to be two different lines.

Contrary!

He felt that the traitors had actually colluded with the Song Mo family, and they were using the hostages in the hands of the two families to threaten the people of the organization to obey their orders.

That's why the Song Mo family took such great pains and wanted to arrest them alive.

even revealed that if they were caught, they would have one vote, and he would have two.

Of course, he did not deny that Liang Fu's speculation also had some truth, and it was also very logical, after all, the two families suddenly turned their faces from the role of protectors, and they must have been stimulated by some kind of stimulation.

And the traitor is doing something from it, which coincides with his own ideas.

It's just that there is still no evidence to prove whether the two sides have reached a consensus or a relationship that uses each other.

probably smelled something wrong, because Chen Dong didn't speak.

So Liang Fu was stunned and asked, "Is there a problem?"

Chen Dong suddenly smiled and said, "No, no problem, I also think that the shot at the port terminal is wrong, and I have basically concluded that it was a white-haired man who did it." ”

"They've been to Bangkok, they almost ran into it yesterday, but something went wrong. ”

Chen Dong narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Let's act separately, you are responsible for investigating the situation of the two families here in Song Mo, and I will deal with the people here." ”

"Stay in touch!"

“ok！”

With a beep, the phone hung up.

Chen Dong shrugged his shoulders and smiled and threw the phone back to Dong Ergou, and said: "Separate actions, they said that they are going to dig up the details of the SM transnational criminal organization, then let's check the identity of the silver-haired man." ”

With that, he calmed his breath and calmed down.

What made him particularly concerned was the call to the police yesterday, what was going on.

Invisible enemies are certainly troublesome, but there are always traces to follow.

But the logic of this alarm call doesn't make sense, if it's to remind them that an enemy will appear, then why not directly identify themselves, maybe they can still gain their trust?

Is it possible that when a good person does not dare to show his cards?

It's hard!