The man walked back to the house, and the woman followed behind Xiao Rin, it was a very simple transaction, so simple that there was no return for only paying. Xiao Rin didn't get any benefit from this deal, maybe he could take himself into the base, but the chance of entering was less than ten percent, and he had to do everything for this woman one hundred percent, which could be said to be an unequal deal, but no one cared, even if it was ten percent of the possibility, it was already a good choice for Xiao Rin.

The woman's condition was much more serious than expected, and Hua Qingyi had no choice but to find an hour's care for the two children, although he didn't really want to do this, but he still kept his mouth shut about Xiao Rin's decision, although he thought that even without the help of the Middle Easterners, he could still enter that base.

Xiao Rin sat in the small space, looking at all the codes that Miao Shaoqing brought back, there were Xuanji hidden in the symbols of various shapes, Hua Qingyi couldn't see it really, but Shaoqing was so tired that he only had sleep left.

Putting the rubbed pattern in the light, a simple stroke can form an infinite number of words, what exactly does he want to express? Why did a man who has always been simple adopt such complex graphics this time, and what exactly is he trying to express?

Spread out the map of the whole town of Amman, circle every place where the symbol was found, scattered in different streets of different sizes, with the city center as a base and spread out in all directions, if you use a pen to connect these dots like a spider lying on its stomach, and its contact point is Hassan's estate.

"Come and see, what does this look like?" Xiao Rin called the general Hua Qingyi and put the map of the city line in front of him.

"A spider."

"That's right, it's the same as the one on that box."

Hua Qingyi sighed, picked up the drawings again, looked at them carefully, and then put the symbols in their rightful place, and let out a puzzled sound again.

"Maybe we're all thinking in the wrong direction!" Hua Qingyi pointed to the map and said: "Brother, the pattern you found in Hassan's house is a poppy, it symbolizes drugs, and Hassan's point is on the top layer, so let's assume that if Hassan is the source, then how will the items he made be dispersed?" Nighthawk's symbol may not be what we want us to do, but rather that he has discovered the dens where these drugs circulate. ”

"So the last point I found was near the slums, how do you explain this?" Xiao Rin asked.

"No, to be exact, you're near the ** slum. But there is no other character involved during this period, I think the biggest possibility is still in the fourth master, Hassan is a drug lord, and he is trading with the fourth master without drugs through weapons, this is not impossible, his offline is widely circulated throughout the city. If Nighthawk thinks the same as we think, then it is very likely that he lost contact with the Fourth Master when he was scouting, and then it is even more unlikely that the military advisor who was earlier than Nighthawk would not have thought of this. ”

"Go on!" Xiao Rin held his chin and listened patiently to Hua Qingyi's analysis.

"Suppose Nighthawk has found a strategist, what will happen?" Hua Qingyi boldly made a conference, he was only walking on a parallel line before, and he preconceived that there was no connection between the military advisor and the nighthawk. If two people are in contact and have ......"

Twilight!

The earth did not bring much warmth to the city after absorbing the heat of the sun, and the wind and sand swept away the little freshness in the air, and even if the mouth and nose were hidden under the thick veil, the sand could not stop the intrusion, they were pervasive.

However, there is such a team of singing and dancing walking in the wilderness, and the cold cannot stop their enthusiasm, just as the light of the day penetrates the night, but it cannot penetrate the heart. …,

Melodious music echoed in the empty canyon, and the brass bells wrapped around the waist clearly disturbed the sound of the wind. Beautiful dancers stand on the caravan, wearing gauze skirts, their whole faces hidden under a light veil, and their fingers dance to the music, which is reminiscent of dancing.

As the convoy entered the valley, it fell silent.

The off-road vehicle that was walking in front of it stopped halfway down the road with double jump lights. A man got out of the car, holding a red flag in his hand and waving it in the night. In the distance, a laser light shone straight in the direction of the flag, stopping the light where the man was standing.

Looking up, the high place is made of heavy wood and stone to build out of the tower defense, there are a few people on the left and right sides who look like soldiers, and the laser light is from the top of the tower, five meters away from the position where the man stands, put down the flag in his hand, the man did not move, he waited quietly.

A whistle pierced the sky, and the man got into his car and drove towards the tower, leaving the convoy far behind, and the dust raised by the car formed small particles in the beam.

The woman standing on the caravan stopped, stared at the dust raised, and looked up at the sky, her long hair fluttering in the wind fluttering in the air, like an elf.

A flock of birds flew by, fluttering their wings to another place, and the woman looked into the distance again, her eyes falling on the vehicle in front of her.

After entering the tower, the man handed the letter in his hand to the soldier guarding the door, and the soldier with the heavy test device solemnly inspected each line of handwriting, trying to find the problem inside, and looked at the man from time to time.

"Why didn't Ram come this time?" The soldier handed the letter to the man and questioned him. For the person who had always been the same leader, the soldier had to be more careful when he suddenly changed people.

"Ram broke his leg two days ago, I'm just going to run for him by the way, if you don't believe it, you can go to the back and take a look, those girls are from Ram's place." The man didn't look flustered, and he smiled as he let the soldier look at the caravan behind him.

Ram is a well-known song and dance troupe leader, and the dancers under his command can be regarded as first-class beauty, and all dancers are outstanding, can sing and dance, parade around and perform, and are well received in the Middle East, of course, there are also business relationships in private.

The three soldiers followed the man down the tower to the front of the caravan, lifted up the tent, and in the car were all kinds of performance equipment, although it was clear at a glance, one soldier jumped on it, searched the side carefully, and could only wait until there was nothing missing, then jumped out of the car, nodded to the soldier before, and stood behind him.

"No problem!" The man asked happily, he didn't seem to be much surprised by this kind of examination, but just watched indifferently as the people jumped into the caravan and shuttled among the beautiful and mysterious women...... ）