According to the custom in the Kismayo region, the dinner is usually held around 8 o'clock local time. After a day of exposure to the sun, the land of Africa was shrouded in night, and the rising heat began to gradually dissipate, and the nightlife of Africa, a backward but extremely lively continent, had just begun.

Gehry is now traveling with a lot of pomp, and the sniper guards are loaded with three military jeeps. He went with me to the banquet in the military Humvee, while I drove a very low-key old Ford pickup truck straight to the agreed hotel. As for Sora, she was already excited to go to the shooting range with her new weapon.

When I got to the hotel, I handed the car keys to Gehry's security guard to prevent anyone from tampering with the car.

The hotel is located in the most prosperous commercial street in the city, which is also the captain in order to show their sincerity, specially booked a hotel that is said to be the best in the city.

As soon as we reached the door of the hotel, we were greeted by the captain and the first and second officers.

"This time I would like to introduce it officially. Walking into the luxurious box of the hotel, the captain closed the door and enthusiastically introduced: "I am Captain Wei Youtian, this is our first mate Lian Fengke, a retired cadre, this is the second mate Zhang Tianshou." The captain didn't wait for the food to come up, and unscrewed a bottle of Xifeng wine brought from China to fill it for Captain Gehry, and then filled it for me.

"Don't say anything, it's all in the wine, I'll do one first. The three old men didn't serve any dishes, stood up and raised their glasses and drank a glass of high liquor.

"Let's sit down and eat and drink slowly. I pointed to the striking red bottle of Xifeng wine and said with a smile: "Good wine is a waste to drink like this." ”

After a while, the dishes began to come up. It was a girl who was served without covering her face and wearing a long coat and trousers. With a smile, he put a plate of roasted camel paws on the table, and then said that the meal was happy and left.

Next are a few strange plates of roasted scorpions, roasted locusts, roasted monkeys and other famous African dishes, I can't help but feel a little creepy watching Gehry, the lieutenant and the captain eat with relish. Even when I was training for survival in the wilderness, I would rather eat high-calorie compressed dry food and tasteless liquid high-energy jelly than eat these strange things.

Luckily, the next dish started with all sorts of normal things, with large slices of roast beef, appetizing cumin lamb chops, and a variety of fresh seafood in turn, and we chatted while eating and drinking, and the atmosphere was relaxed and warm.

None of the crew members of an ocean-going freighter are not allowed to drink. Gehry and his lieutenant basically don't drink this kind of high-grade liquor in Africa, and the climate in Africa is hot, and drinking cold beer is the best enjoyment. So after Gary and the adjutant drank two glasses of liquor, they began to have straight eyes and stiff tongues.

After the three of them and I drank a bottle of Xifeng wine, the three old men shouted naked and took out four bottles of liquor. However, this time it is not Xifeng wine, but Luzhou Laojiao from Sichuan. Although this wine does not have the strong aroma of Saifeng wine, it is softer and softer.

When the second bottle of liquor was down, the tongues of the three people began to grow, and their emotions became more excited.

At this time, a dark-skinned man drunkenly pushed open the door with a puff of alcohol, and after finding that he had made a mistake, he quickly apologized and closed the door and walked out.

At this time, everyone in the room was drunk except me. Gary, who is not very good at drinking liquor, is not as strict as he was before, so he took off his shirt and wore a green vest and chatted with the captain with his tongue wide.

I secretly took out the pistol with *, and my hearing has recovered well recently, and the tinnitus and instant deafness that I used to have not had so long ago have not happened recently. I had already tested the thickness of the walls before entering the box, and the walls of the entire box were made of cement, plus the high-grade tiles on the outside, which were not only fireproof, but also could not penetrate the bullets of a sniper rifle.

The moment the drunken man closed the door, I saw a thick gun callus on the door of his index finger. In a place like Africa, where there have been so many thrilling lives and deaths, I don't believe there are any occasions, coincidences, or going to the wrong room.

After a while, there was a soft knock on the door outside, and a young waiter walked in with a pot of soup.

"What kind of soup is this?" I pretended to be drunk and half lay on the table, my right hand hidden under the table and holding the pistol, the muzzle of the gun firmly pointed at the waiter.

"This is Mr. Decanting Soup, which is made with fresh persimmons and gar fruits. The waiter explained with his white teeth bared as he turned the soup bowl on the table in front of him and filled the soup bowl with respect.

The first bowl of soup, the waiter handed it to Gehry. Before putting it in the lid, he didn't forget to say to Geli enthusiastically: "Sir, you have drunk too much, drinking a bowl of decanting soup to sober up is good for your health." ”

Gary couldn't keep his eyes open, smiled at the waiter and said thank you, then picked up the soup bowl and put it to his mouth.

I saw a flash of nervousness and pride in the waiter's expression, and I was 100% sure that the killer had poisoned the soup.

"Wait!" I whispered to Gary, and when I saw Gary put the bowl down, he smiled and said to the waitress with an unnatural face, "Where's the waitress just now?"

"Sir, you're talking about Sashabra, who burned her hand while serving the food and went to the hospital to treat her wounds. If the weather is hot and you don't treat it in time, you can easily develop symptoms of infection. ”

The killer was so mentally fit that I smiled and nodded, seeing that his hands were resting on the table very naturally and there was no other movement. I continued, "What about the man who pretended to be drunk just now?"

When I said this, the man's eyes narrowed subconsciously. He shrugged as usual: "Sir, you may have drunk a little more, I don't know what you're talking about." ”

At this time, everyone seemed to understand what I was doing, and the wine had woken up a lot, and they all looked at the waiter vigilantly.

"So, what did you put in this pot of soup, and who did you send to murder Mr. Gehry?"

The pupils in the waiter's eyes shrank suddenly, and what I admired was that even at such a critical juncture, he could still maintain his composure and said with a smile: "Sir, I really don't know what you're talking about." But if you suspect any poison in the decanter soup, I'll take a bowl and show you first. After speaking, the waiter picked up the bowl and made a gesture of preparing to scoop the soup, but the hand holding the spoon in his right hand hung down very covertly.

A 'snap' gunshot, the pistol with * shattered the soup bowl in the waiter's hand, and also startled the captain.

"Tell me, who is it, I can consider not killing you if I say it. "I had a gun in one hand and a cigarette in the other.

"Don't kill me, the Mona family sent me. ”