In the foreign language training class, Liu Ziguang was stumbling to learn the Osaka accent with a gentle and beautiful Japanese teacher, when the door suddenly opened, and Zhao Hui walked in and said, "I'm sorry, interrupt for a while." ”

The instructor nodded, put away the textbooks and left, this assistant teacher of the People's Liberation Army Foreign Chinese College grew up in Kobe, Japan when he was a child, his Japanese is quite standard, and he is also white and well-behaved, very kawaii, Zhao Hui noticed that there was a string of numbers written in the blank space of the textbook in Liu Ziguang's hand, and immediately smiled: "The progress is very fast, the QQ number is coming." ”

Liu Ziguang smiled: "Don't think crookedly, I just want to invite someone to have a meal to show my gratitude." ”

Zhao Hui said: "I'm afraid this meal will be late and then invited, there is a business that you need to deal with." ”

Liu Ziguang asked: "What business, how many days do you want to go?" ”

Zhao Hui said: "When you go abroad to procure, you are responsible for the safety of the accompanying trip, and the specific business is handled by someone else, this is your passport and air ticket, VIsa card, and someone will explain you to Hong Kong." ”

Liu Ziguang took the passport and saw that it was actually a Hong Kong SAR passport, his pseudonym was Liu Jinrong, and the ticket was also a direct flight to Hong Kong from the provincial capital, and the departure time was at 10 o'clock in the morning, and it was already a quarter past 9 o'clock. ”

"It's a little rushed, but you'll get used to it." Zhao Hui patted Liu Ziguang on the shoulder, led him to the door, got into a car directly, and the driver stepped on the accelerator and left.

There was a briefcase on the back seat of the car, Zhao Hui patted the bag and said, "Some of your belongings are inside, take this time to familiarize yourself." ”

Liu Ziguang opened the briefcase, which contained a box of business cards printed with Liu Jinrong's name, the company is Hong Kong Honora Trading Company, the position is Xiangli, there are some RMB, Hong Kong dollars, patacas and US dollars in the wallet, some coins, company access control cards, Hong Kong ID cards, and a family photo, Liu Ziguang, who wears glasses and a velvet sweater, and a woman with obvious Cantonese characteristics snuggles together, and in the middle is a little boy who looks vaguely like Liu Ziguang.

Liu Ziguang sweated: "Your PS skills are too good, if this photo is transmitted, I can't tell if I have eight mouths." ”

Zhao Hui grinned: "It's all trivial, the details determine success or failure, and Mr. Jiang likes to say this the most." ”

There are also some company documents, home return permits, *** bills, hotel tickets, notepads, coins, razors, and an Iphone4 mobile phone, which looks like the briefcase of a real Hong Kong businessman.

Zhao Hui took out a Longines watch from his pocket and handed it over, the leather strap was slightly worn, and it looked like it had been worn for many years, "There is a positioning chip on it, remember to wear it at any time." ”

Liu Ziguang took the watch and put it on immediately, and asked casually: "How to calculate the business trip allowance?" ”

Zhao Hui smiled dumbly: "There are so many new colleagues who come in, you are the first to ask this kind of question, okay, let me tell you, the actual reimbursement, in addition, a daily travel subsidy of one hundred dollars, in principle, as many days as you travel, as many days off, of course, this must be on the premise that there is no new business, and you do not need to be on duty as a field worker, as long as you can arrive at the place where you are needed within the specified time, even if you go to the ends of the earth, no one cares." ”

Liu Ziguang said: "I think I am starting to like this job. ”

Zhao Hui smiled: "You will be fascinated by this work in the future." But the second half of the sentence he didn't say, that is, "If you don't die." ”

The airport arrived quickly, and before parting, Zhao Hui said to Liu Ziguang: "I don't think I need to remind you that if something happens, no one will admit your identity." ”

Liu Ziguang nodded: "I understand." ”

……

Take the China Eastern Airlines passenger plane to Hong Kong, all the way unimpeded, just out of the airport, the phone rang, after answering the code, Liu Ziguang turned back and found his connector in the waiting hall.

This is a young man who is not very good-looking, about thirty years old, of medium height, with the temperament of a cultured person in his gestures, and the highly myopic glasses on his face are not like a fake, he shook hands with Liu Ziguang and introduced himself: "Chen Jinlin." ”

"Liu Jinrong."

Chen Jinlin speaks very little, and the two basically have no communication with each other, Chen Jinlin's name I don't know if it's a pseudonym, at least listening to his pure Mandarin doesn't look like a Hong Kong person.

Chen Jinlin took a ticket to Liu Ziguang, it was a Dragonair flight to Manila, since the hostage incident in 201O, Hong Kong tour groups rarely go to the Philippines, so the ticket is full price, and the boarding time is half an hour later.

In the business class of the Boeing 737, Chen Jinlin fell asleep when he sat down, and he never woke up during the whole trip, looking at his bloodshot eyes, he knew that this poor guy had not slept for at least three days.

When the plane landed at Manila International Airport, it was already evening, thinking about the morning is still wandering around the mainland city, and in the afternoon to a foreign land, this feeling is really wonderful, especially for Liu Ziguang, the city of Manila still has a special significance, looking at the traffic outside the car window, his thoughts crossed time and space, there were thousands of warships and hunting flying Song Dynasty flags in front of him, as well as the tropical woman who dared to love and hate, in a blink of an eye is four hundred years, who can understand the taste.

"Liu Sheng, have you been here?" Chen Jinlin suddenly opened his eyes and asked.

"Nope." Liu Ziguang shook his head, the floodgates of memory fell at this moment, in Manila in this time and space, he was just Liu Jinrong, a small Hong Kong businessman who had a secret mission.

The car was sent by the local intelligence station, so it was safe to speak, and at this time Chen Jinlin's spirit seemed to be better, and he began to explain the details of the mission to Liu Ziguang.

"Yesterday, someone contacted us, saying that there was something in hand that wanted to be transferred, and it happened that we were very interested in this thing, and I was researching this, so the company sent me to inspect the goods, cash on delivery, and then we brought things back."

"It's as simple as that?" Liu Ziguang asked.

"Of course, what do you think it is?" Chen Jinlin asked rhetorically, and the expression on his face was clearly saying: "It's because the task is simple that you came." ”

Liu Ziguang nodded and stopped talking, he was just a newcomer, and he was only worthy of performing such a simple task, which everyone knew by heart.

When they arrived at the hotel, a man wearing a Hawaiian shirt came to greet them, and after shaking hands, he introduced himself as Lao Wang, the matter had been negotiated, and he was waiting for the settlement, and the transaction time was tonight, and they were responsible for the peripheral security, and Chen Jinlin's personal guard was still in charge of Comrade Liu Jinrong from China.

Lao Wang gave Liu Ziguang a pistol, which is a half-old Brazilian-made Taurus pT92, this gun is actually the Brazilian cousin of the American M9 military pistol, with a caliber of nine millimeters and a bullet capacity of 15 + 1, at best, it can only be regarded as a mediocre weapon, in addition to the bullets in the gun, there are two live magazines, and there is nothing else, from the perspective of the configuration of the weapon, it can also prove that this operation is really just a small business, not to mention danger, and the configuration of security personnel is just a routine.

Chen Jinlin took a slight break, saw that the time was almost up, and then got up and said, "Let's go." Lao Wang drove an old Toyota Camry to give them away, and there was a young man in the same car, and he looked like a novice who had just joined the work.

Cars slowly move along the glittering streets of Manila, pedestrians, taxis, and three-wheeled electric vehicles scurrying like headless flies, all kinds of noisy and noisy, looking chaotic and noisy.

"This is Manila, the kidnapping capital, with the world's most competent police and the most rampant kidnappers." Lao Wang said proudly, seemingly very proud.

"Isn't it dangerous to stay here?" Liu Ziguang couldn't help but ask.

Lao Wang glanced at him and said, "New here, right?" For us, a city where the police are useless is much more wonderful than a city with efficient police agencies like Tokyo and Hong Kong, and it may be hell for ordinary people, but as far as I think, Manila is heaven. ”

Liu Ziguang shrugged his shoulders and was noncommittal, he had nothing to say, he was indeed a newcomer, a newcomer who didn't understand anything.

Due to the congestion of the downtown roads, it took 40 minutes to drive to the destination, fortunately they came out early, so they were not late, this is a residential house in the suburbs, the surrounding environment is very good, and the cars parked on the side of the road are also luxurious and new, indicating that this is a relatively safe rich area.

There were two locals standing at the door of the small white building, bulging under their shirts, they must have pistols, Lao Wang negotiated with them in Tagalog, and then said to Chen Jinlin: "You two go in, I'll wait outside." ”

Chen Jinlin nodded, and took the lead in stepping out of the car door, Liu Ziguang was about to go out, Lao Wang pressed his shoulder and said, "New arrival, be careful." ”

Liu Ziguang heard the kindness in his words, smiled and nodded, and followed Chen Jinlin out.

The bodyguard at the door took the two into the house, and there were two other bodyguards sitting on the sand in the living room, the automatic pistol was placed on the coffee table very casually, and the coloring-erotic magazine was also flipped through in his hand, and at first glance it was a temporarily hired half-hung gunner, once something happened, Liu Ziguang could ensure that he would put them all down in a second.

On one side of the living room was a spiral of stairs, on which stood a man dressed in local baja, dark-skinned and short, who said something in Tagalog, and then the bodyguard stood up lazily and wanted to come and search Chen Jinlin and Liu Ziguang.

Chen Jinlin obediently asked them to search their bodies, the two bodyguards simply searched and found nothing, and they wanted to come over to search Liu Ziguang, Liu Ziguang also raised his hands obediently, but when the bodyguard touched the pistol behind his waist and wanted to pull it out, he suddenly pressed the hand.

His strength was too great, the bodyguard couldn't pull it out, he shouted angrily, and the other person raised the pistol violently, but how could Liu Ziguang come quickly, his knee was on the stomach of the bodyguard who searched him, and he pulled out the revolver pinned to his belt and aimed at the other person, with a move of his thumb, and the hammer was wrenched.

The bodyguard was frightened and hurriedly raised his hand, the housekeeper on the second floor shouted a few words unrelentingly, and Chen Jinlin was also nervous, and the sweat came down.

Suddenly, there was a hearty whisper from upstairs, and a dark South Asian man came out of the house, pulled out the Luzon cigar in his mouth, and said in fluent Cantonese: "It's okay, everyone is your own, upstairs, please, Chen Sheng, and this brother who stretched out his hand." ”

Liu Ziguang was expressionless, the revolver turned in his hand, handed the handle of the gun upside down to the bodyguard who was holding his stomach with a painful face, and followed Chen Jinlin to the second floor.

There is basically nothing to do with Liu Ziguang in the back, Chen Jinlin is negotiating with the other party, I didn't expect Chen Jinlin to be able to speak fluent Hong Kong-style Cantonese, and the communication with the arms broker is also smooth, this Filipino is named Song Yao, has been engaged in the arms trade for some years, the Philippines has poor public security, and firearms are rampant, it is the paradise of arms dealers, but most of them are some light weapons transactions, I don't know what he has in his hands actually attracted Yongchang trade.

After some bargaining, Song Yao took out something from his trouser pocket and handed it to Chen Jinlin, Chen Jinlin looked at it carefully, finally showed a smile on his face, shook hands with the other party, took out his mobile phone and began to dial, probably to notify the family to make a transfer.

Liu Ziguang felt relieved, this transaction was really simple, just to accompany Chen Jinlin through the motions.

Just when he was planning to go to downtown Manila to experience the exotic scenery, suddenly a burst of gunfire rang out outside, this kind of tropical house is very permeable, through the floor-to-ceiling glass and iron fence courtyard wall, you can see that the Toyota car they are riding in is swept into a sieve by the sudden rain of bullets, and the local bodyguard standing at the door has also been beaten into a blood gourd.