The young man from the freight company replied disapprerovingly: "The hillbilly who has just been transferred back from below is really a lucky one who was appointed as the deputy manager as soon as he came." ”

The shopkeeper smiled and shook his head, deciding not to ask any further.

The city of Peshawar is very large, in fact, what An Feng said to Argyll before was just for Anfeng Argyll, as a hub city for exchanges between the East and the West, Peshawar was a prosperous city in the era of the Kushan Empire, the city has no high-rise buildings, and the residents live together along the river valley, and a thousand years of wind, frost, snow and rain have made it here, so that thousands of settlements of different eras have been formed here.

By the end of the twentieth century, the city had a population of 2.98 million, of which nearly 3 million people were scattered in hundreds of square kilometers.

Because the city of Peshawar covers an area so large that even the Pakistani government cannot say how many small towns and how many centers of power the city covers, and because the central government does not have strong jurisdiction over the city, it has become the largest arms market in Asia, and may even become the largest arms market in the world.

Here, herdsmen selling Su-27 fighter jets abound, and the children next door selling missiles are peddling all over the streets; as for tanks, armored vehicles, and other things, in the eyes of local arms sellers, they are all stalls, and only low-grade herdsmen sell such large and low-profit "toys."

An Feng previously told Argyle that the place he was going to had a population of more than 200,000 people, referring to the community where he lives now, and of course, in the valley of Peshawar, all such similar residential areas can call themselves Peshawar City.

The residential area where An Feng is now located is called Bingle District, and its eastern part is adjacent to the black arms market selling automatic rifles, while the arms trading area selling tanks is in its western part, and to the north of it, there is a concentration of handicraft workshops, most of which are rifle workshops......

On the other hand, Peshawar has a lot of handicraft gun manufacturers, and their handicraft pistols and rifles are internationally renowned, but this kind of gun can only be regarded as a handicraft, after all, if you want to shoot guns with high accuracy, you still need modern technology as an aid.

After An Feng reported to the freight company, he still had a day's rest, and at this time, over Peshawar, the originally chaotic radio contact was more intensive, and the intelligence agencies of various countries mobilized a total of nine satellites to ensure that the sky was monitored by low-orbit satellites every hour, and at the same time, in addition to An Feng's unmanned reconnaissance aircraft in the sky, there were also high-altitude reconnaissance planes of several countries, hovering around, monitoring every move here.

But this place is too big, and it is not so easy to find the target person from a large city with a population of 3 million, not to mention that for the intelligence agencies, every kid next door here is full of sensitive words such as guns and cannons, and trying to listen to sensitive conversations from here is almost like looking for a needle in a haystack.

In the afternoon, Argyle packed his luggage, An Feng settled himself, and both of them had the intention to observe the environment, so the two pretended to be tourists who did not know each other, each changed into inconspicuous clothes, and walked into the small workshop area of Peshawar at random, inspecting the works of the master gunmaker one workshop after another.

The workshop here is also responsible for processing various craft warheads, and it is said that the special bullets used by the "killer dad" in the League of Assassins were inspired by the master craftsmen here, but the director finally arranged the master craftsmen who made the warheads in a Polish monastery.

Of course, dividing the warhead into different spiral steel sheets and mosaic them to form a warhead sounds beautiful and literary, but this is completely unscientific, because the amount of gunpowder eruption force can make several groups of spiral steel pieces automatically disintegrate before they are out of the breech...... Alas, the master craftsmen here are willing to satisfy any of the client's fetishes, such as carving various patterns on the bullet head or engraving the client's name and surname.

An Feng didn't know what to do at first, he walked into a gun-making workshop, and happened to be curious to see a bullet carved with various patterns, so he picked up a bullet and looked at it curiously for a moment, because he didn't know what this kind of carved warhead was for, An Feng was embarrassed to show his ignorance, he pointed to the bullet and praised casually: "This pattern is very beautiful, but it's ......"

The shopkeeper enthusiastically picked up the warhead that An Feng had just observed, and introduced it politely: "This is a magic charm, used to deal with evil ghosts, does Mr. need to see the other warheads engraved with talismans in our store?" We have peace charms, fortune charms, and strong vajra charms here, all of which have been blessed by the master, and I guarantee that they all have great power. ”

An Feng left the shop silently with an unpredictable expression, whether this kind of warhead with a talisman is effective against evil ghosts, An Feng doesn't know whether it is effective, but he can say for sure that the lethality of this kind of warhead against villains must be greatly reduced.

The purpose of armoring the bullet is to prevent the leakage of gunpowder in the chamber of the gun, so that the thrust of the gunpowder can act on the bullet to the maximum extent, but this kind of bullet head for various artistic creations in copper armor and silver armor, An Feng did not dare to put them into the chamber of the gun, he was afraid that the bullet would explode in the chamber and injure himself by mistake.

How brain-dead should this be to think of buying such a suicide warhead?

The artist's imagination is really wild, of course, An Feng is not averse to the artistic creation of engraving on the barrel, as long as it is not carved at the thinnest part of the barrel, and at the same time can meet the requirements of the chamber pressure, he does not mind buying such a few guns to decorate in the room.

In another room, An Feng was inspecting a carved pistol while absentmindedly listening to his boss introduce the carved rifle in his hand.

The pistol in An Feng's hand is an imitation of the Beretta gun type, of course, because it is a handmade product, the steel used in the pistol must be worse than the steel used in the original Beretta pistol, but just from the appearance, this pistol is almost exactly the same size as the Beretta pistol.

The white Beretta M92F barrel is carved with relief techniques, carved with two fire-breathing dragons, the firing pin of the gun is designed in the shape of a tongue, the handle is carved from cherry wood, and two pieces of cherry wood to prevent slippery hands, carved with the image of Arabic legends...... Oh, and some people often say that this crudeness and clumsiness is quaint.

The rifle in the owner's hand is also very finely carved, and the barrel is carved with a whole group of Kashmiri style figure paintings, the whole group of pictures has more than forty figures, and a total of more than eighty character portraits on both sides, these character portraits constitute a delicate and gorgeous and prosperous image, as for the bottom of the barrel, the gap between the two groups of images is connected with local characteristics of the jujube flower pattern, so that the whole barrel is not concave and convex.

"The relief on the gun is good, but this pistol is no longer suitable as a weapon," Mr. An said to his boss perfunctorily, his gaze shining through the frosted window panes onto a house across the street.

The owner of the gun shop sighed: "Alas, it's off-season, I don't have a few customers here all day, so let's open it, sir, if you like it, the rifle and pistol are added together, I will sell you a thousand dollars, and I will give you a ......"

The boss reached under the counter and placed a Beretta M92F pistol on the counter.

"This is an old gun, but this genuine Beletta has at least five hundred rounds of life, I can give it to you as an addition", the boss sighed and added with a look of regret: "You know, this craft gun is platinum-plated on the outside, and it is very expensive...... Nowadays, the inflation of the Pakistani rupee is too strong, and the gentleman must know the rules of this industry, we only accept US dollars here. ”

An Feng nodded calmly, and at this time, he walked by Argyle's back outside the window, and saw Argyle walking leisurely with a violin case in his hand - as long as anyone who bought a spear here, they all liked to put the spear in the violin case, so the street was full of artists with violin boxes.

The owner of the gun room raised his eyes and looked out the window, and shook his head regretfully: "In such a cold winter, there are not many people walking around the street, and the transaction is deserted, and this guest is pulled away by someone I don't know." ”

In such a cold winter, there are really few people walking around the streets.

An Feng and Argyle were almost the only people hanging out on the street, they walked around the neighborhood one after the other, and then the two went back to their respective homes, at this time Oldney and the fat girl had fully taken over the command and transfer work, Oldney through An Feng's gold-rimmed glasses, browsed the approach of the neighborhood, and he discussed with An Feng in a low voice: "You spent an afternoon looking at only a residential area, the city is too weird, some roads can only be through donkey carts, and the altitude changes so much, only two steps to the side......"

Odney stopped the conversation unsatisfactorily.

That's right, in this mountain city, traffic can only be walked, communication can only rely on roaring, although Gilgit's contact person called Peshawar, but the city is so big, the distance between residential areas is sometimes more than 100 kilometers, riding a donkey sometimes has to walk for two days, how to find a suspect in this city.

An Feng now only has one Peshawar phone number in his hand, and he didn't have time to arrange the monitoring of Peshawar at that time, and Peshawar's side, the one that answered the phone, is definitely not the hiding place of the spiritual leader, where is the other party hiding, in this mountainous area, every house is a suspected target.

In fact, very early, as soon as An Feng arrived in Yangquangou, he found that the spiritual leader may have already left this place, because that guy is a very cautious person, and at the same time a person who is rigorous in doing things, in that place, the vigilance atmosphere is too lax, and many regulations have existed in name only, if the spiritual leader is still in the local area, the local vigilance atmosphere will not be so relaxed.

At first, An Feng sent Lisa into the sheepfold ditch, he expected to be closely interrogated, for which he designed a lot of plans, but he didn't expect the three of them to drive straight in, along the way many herdsmen passed by them, but there was no interest in coming forward to interrogate, at that time, An Feng guessed that the training school had been empty, and the most important target was long gone.

But this training school can't help but start, because the academies in the school are all minions of spiritual leaders, once An Feng touches the spider king on the spider web, these students will launch a crazy revenge on An Feng, in order to avoid future troubles, An Feng can only strike first.

After the computer kitten took control of the space satellite, he looked through the communication files of the satellite and found that the space satellite had been sleeping for three years, and its last communication came from three years ago, and it is estimated that this time is the time when the spiritual leader leaves.

Peshawar, on the other hand, is a better place to hide. The city is too big, full of castles that are easy to defend and difficult to attack, and if you hide in any castle, you will at least have time to escape......

To put it another way, An Feng saved the assault team that was expected to come to Peshawar, and the assault team was really going to Peshawar, maybe drowned in the sea of locals.

Argyle, who returned to the hotel, soaked in the bath, drowned out the noise with the help of the sound of running water, he was lying in the bathtub, and An Feng, who was also lying in the bathtub, quietly communicated, Argyle was very puzzled: "What about the plan?" What is our plan of action, the city is too big. ”

"Wait", An Feng said unhurriedly, he closed his eyes and thought about his plan in his mind, at this time, the spy insect he released had already sneaked into the room where the landline phone was, and An Feng also planned to sneak into the room and install a few ordinary bugs in order to monitor the room more closely.

At this time, the assault team should have arrived at Area 221, and it is estimated that it has exchanged fire with the fleeing cadet team, and at the same time, the largest fleeing team led by the principal is climbing towards Onyx Mountain, according to the habit of the spiritual leader, if the principal arrives at Onyx Mountain within the scheduled time, there will be no alarm signal near Onyx Mountain.

But if there is an accident with the principal's team, Onyx Mountain will definitely send out an alarm message, and this warning message will inevitably be sent to the spiritual leader, as long as An Feng closely monitors the room where the phone is installed, he will always go to the spiritual leader's hiding place.

When the night fell on the earth, Peshawar's real prosperity began, the night can cover all the ugliness, major arms deals, are carried out in the night, An Feng looked out the window, a group of people, wearing helmets and masks, surrounded by many bodyguards, walked through the dark streets.

An Feng put makeup on himself in his hand, looked at the mirror with his side face, and then looked at Argyle: "Let's go too." ”

The dark-skinned Argyle is particularly suitable for walking at night, wearing a black suit and walking on the street, even if you show your eyes, you can only see a pile of clothes moving strangely, and you can't see the occasional exposed skin.

Locals also like black, many of the locals who wander the streets, all wearing black robes, wearing black turbans on their heads, only showing their faces above the bridge of the nose, these people see guests walking alone, often come forward to dodge and talk, but for people with bodyguards, they all stay away - this kind of people look at the big customers, they generally have fixed dealers, people who set up stalls to buy tanks, they are disdainful, and they may also cause trouble when they go up to talk.

An Feng, who walked out of his residence, was accosted by several groups of people along the way, and after he and Argyle converged, the world was finally clean. The two walked into the alley that they had observed when they were shopping at noon, and each squatted down and pretended to tie their shoes—at this time, the satellite in the sky only found that there were people around the corner of the street, and a few locals on the same street as An Feng were far away, and they happened to be facing away from An Feng.

As a result, An Feng's dexterous body climbed over the courtyard wall on the side of the road.

An Feng's skills were originally top-notch, with the help of "zero gravity" boots, the jumping action he made was almost silent, after a leap, he lay on the courtyard wall, and then his body did not see any movement, but his whole body floated along the courtyard wall like a ghost...... At this time, if anyone accidentally saw An Feng's movements, they would definitely exclaim loudly: "Ghost! ”

Of course, there may be people who shoot at An Feng with bullets drawn on the talisman, but that's another story.

An Feng floated along the wall to avoid the vision of idlers on the street, and when he floated to the corner of the courtyard wall, and after floating to the junction of the courtyard wall and the building, he climbed vertically along the wall of the building quickly and dexterously like a gecko, and climbed to the top of the building in the blink of an eye.

Entering the building from the entrance and exit of the roof terrace, An Feng dodged several waves of people according to the instructions of the spy insects, and quietly touched the floor where the target was located.

The phone rang a few times, and the other party grabbed the phone, and Oldney shouted in a computerized voice: "Mushale, come out quickly, I have found a customer, and we will talk to him together." ”

Mushal in the room was about to ask "Who are you", and the phone suddenly hung up, Mushal listened to the busy tone on the phone, swept his head, and said in a daze: "Who?" has no beginning or end, and there is not even a new name. ”

However, the voice on the phone sounded familiar, and Mushal thought desperately, but finally couldn't put his mind at ease, and while curious about the clothes on the bed, he opened the door, looked into the corridor, and continued to mutter: "Who, it sounds like Hariri......"

Gilgit's call was made to a small local supermarket, which was run by a middle-aged couple with two employees, Mushale, who was in his twenties, and the other, who was fifteen or sixteen.

Now the small supermarket has been monitored by An Feng, and Mushale is still doing something here - An Feng does not think that fifteen or sixteen-year-old children will participate in this information transmission work that requires strict secrecy. On the contrary, there is a message about Mushale's military training, and An Feng suspects that Mushale is one of the cadets who graduated from the training school.

The matter of picking the door and slipping the lock is a simple matter for the agent, An Feng didn't use any lily keys, only used two hairpins to open Mushaal's door, Mushale turned off the light when he left, An Feng fiddled with his gold-rimmed glasses, and the effect of low-light night vision immediately came out.

Time was pressing, he didn't delay much, took out a pen, quickly checked the room, found that there was no monitoring equipment in the room, he jumped, floated directly in the void, quickly removed the other party's light bulb, replaced it with an identical camera bulb with a monitoring probe, and then shook his hand, took out a bottle of special medicine from the "time door", and touched the light bulb. The bulb immediately became stale...... Of course, it's not possible to be exactly like the original light bulb.