Dewey hung up the phone, turned around and walked off into the distance.

He had already made sure that Catherine was exposed, otherwise she wouldn't even know the number of her own mobile phone card.

The bayonet has not yet contacted him, and the Federal Intelligence Service is wanted by him, where should he go next?

He thought about it carefully, no matter where he was going, he had to solve his identity problem first, otherwise he would not be able to explain it if he encountered a police road check, and he couldn't get his documents.

It's a pity that there is no correct phone on the telephone pole here, and it is too difficult to make a fake one.

It seems that we can only find a local snake to ask.

If there is a snake on the ground, it is naturally Marcus, but Dewey does not want to look for him, because he is likely to be exposed there.

He thought about it for a moment and decided to go to Andrias Bar again.

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon, and Andreas Bar was supposed to open, so he took a taxi and went straight there.

Sure enough, the bar was already open, but because it was still early, there were no customers.

Dewey went in and looked around, and saw the bartender Paul sitting bored at the bar, so he walked over and said, "Have a beer." ”

Paul, apparently unrecognizable, handed the beer to Dewey and continued to stare beside him.

Dewey took a sip and whispered to him, "Marcus asked me to say hello." ”

Paul's body shook visibly, he looked at him and said, "I don't know him." ”

"You told me that the night before." Dewey smiled.

Paul looked at Dewey carefully, finally recognized him, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh, it's you!" What about Marcus, is he okay? ”

"He's fine now." Dewey said.

"Why did you get here, do you know that the police and the mafia in Jeonnam are looking for you now?"

Paul looked around nervously, lest someone would recognize him.

"Calm down," Dewey took a sip of wine absentmindedly, "I'm here to ask you something?" ”

"What's the matter?" Paul asked in a low voice.

"Do you know someone who makes a false positive?" Dewey asked directly.

"Yes, I'll give you his contact information."

Paul took out a pen and paper, wrote down the address and phone number, and said, "All right, go quickly, and if you are recognized, you will be dead." ”

"Thank you."

Dewey gestured to him with his glass, drank it down, and turned to leave Andreas' Bar.

Paul looked at his back and wanted to pick up the phone and call the police, which meant 50,000 euros, which was not a small amount, but the thought that his friend Marcus was still in his hands finally dispelled the idea.

Dewey, of course, would not fully believe Paul, so he found the place according to the address he gave, looked carefully for a while, and made sure that there was no ambush, and then found a public telephone booth.

"Mr. Arden?"

"It's me, who are you?"

"A guy who asks you for help, I need a document, you know."

"200 euros."

Dewey raised his eyebrows, the price was a bit high, he only had 120 euros on him, which was obviously not enough.

But he still said: "No problem, is it convenient for you there, I'll go over now." ”

"Convenient, come here."

"Okay, I'll be there shortly."

Dewey tore off his beard before coming to Alden's door and knocking on the door.

A middle-aged man in his forties opened the door and said with a typical German expression: "You just called, come in." ”

Dewey entered the door, swept the room around, and then said, "Mr. Arden, I want a Japanese passport." ”

"When do you want it?" Arden asked.

"The sooner the better, of course." Dewey laughed.

"If that's the case, I suggest you don't get a passport, because it's too cumbersome to do, you can get a travel permit, and the thing will be picked up immediately." Arden said.

The so-called travel permit refers to the document that is reissued at the embassy after the passport is lost abroad, and the anti-counterfeiting technology is much worse than the passport.

"Okay, I'll follow your advice and get a travel permit." Dewey was as good as a runner.

"Pay first." Arden said.

Dewey shook his head and said, "Pay for the delivery, because I don't know how good your skills are." ”

As if greatly insulted, Arden's voice suddenly raised an octave, and said, "If you don't believe me, you can leave now!" ”

"Don't do that, Mr. Alden," Dewey patted him, "if your skills are really good, then there is no need to worry, if you drive me away now, it will only make me think that your documents are not real enough." It's the first time we've worked together, and it's right to be a little wary, don't you say? ”

Alden glared at Dewey for a while before he said, "Well, if you dare not pay, I will make you regret coming here!" Take pictures in the past. ”

Sure enough, it was taken immediately, and less than half an hour after the photo was taken, a Japanese travel document was produced.

Alden took the travel document in his hand and said, "Pay the money with one hand, and deliver the goods with the other." ”

"I'm sorry, I don't have enough cash on me, do you think you can use this to offset the bill?"

Dewey took off his watch and said, "This watch is worth 500 euros, and I will only exchange this travel permit." ”

"Fake, how dare you fool me!"

Alden was immediately furious, stretched out his big hand and grabbed Dewey, he wanted to let this East Asian know that this was not a place to pay his debts.

Before he could catch Dewey, a pistol was put against his head, so frightened that Alden didn't dare to move again.

"Eight grids of the road, you dare to scold me!"

Dewey became more and more skilled at throwing black pots at the Japanese, picking up his pistol and smashing it on Alden's temple.

Arden shook and fell to the ground.

Dewey found a rope, tied Arden to a chair, taped his mouth, and sat down in front of the computer.

Arden just operated, he remembered, it was all modular, very simple.

Dewey drew a gourd and made a new travel permit, but the photo was affixed with a beard and his nationality changed to Korean.

Dewey took two travel documents and a few thousand euros looted from his room and left in style.

He took a taxi to leave the Southern District, and when he left the Southern District, he encountered a police road check.

Dewey calmly handed over the South Korean travel document and said, "Ah, you, Seyo Smec." ”

The policeman took the travel permit and checked it carefully, handed it back to him, and waved his hand for the taxi to leave.

When he arrived on the East End, Dewey randomly found a place for the driver to park, went to a public phone booth and called Marcus, and asked, "Marcus, it's me." ”

"Oh, Du, you're finally calling, and seeing that you're wanted by the police, I'm worried about you right now." Marcus said with concern.

"I'm fine, what about you?" Dewey asked.

"I, I changed places as soon as you left yesterday, and I rebooked a homestay. I'm safe here, would you like to come over? I stayed in ......"

Marcus reported his address, and Dewey couldn't help but laugh dumbly, he didn't expect him to be so clever and know that he changed places.

"I'm not going, pay attention to yourself, I'll call you if there's something."

Dewey said and hung up the phone.

The main reason why he didn't go to Marcus was because he was worried that it would be a trap.

While there was nothing unusual on the phone, the voice change was simply too easy for the FISH.

Dewey found a five-star hotel and successfully checked in with a Korean travel permit.

"Even if the tall cannon can't think of it, I will stay in a five-star hotel, and the rest is to wait for the bayonet."

Gao Cannon really didn't expect Dewey to dare to stay in a five-star hotel, and he was still waiting for Dewey at Catherine's at the moment.

Seeing that it was already dark and Dewey had not yet appeared, Gao Cannon finally realized that something was wrong and asked Catherine: "Miss Catherine, now I will ask you again, where did Dewey go?" ”

"I don't know, he didn't tell me, and he didn't say that he would not come back." Catherine's face was full of innocence.

Gao Cannon pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "Show me your phone." ”

Without waiting for Catherine's consent, he snatched the phone, called up the call log, and pulled back the top phone.

Shutdown.

Gao Cannon immediately understood, he had been deceived by Catherine, and shouted angrily: "Damn it! How dare you shield criminals! ”

Catherine looked innocent and said, "Sir, I don't understand what you mean, how can I cover him, do you have any evidence?" ”

"Why can't this phone call go?" Gao Cannon asked.

"How do I know? I don't know the owner of the phone, and he wasn't looking for me. I would like to remind you that Germany is a society governed by the rule of law, and everything has to be evidenced. Dr. Simon, whom I serve, and his brother is a member of Parliament, if you dare to smear me, I think he will be happy to talk to your director in Parliament. Catherine said fearlessly.

Dewey is gone, and she is no longer worried, even if you find out, what can you do with me without the evidence that I am covering up Dewey.

"I tell you, I was held hostage by him, and if you say that I am shielding, I will sue you for slander!" Catherine threatened.

The tall cannon was certainly not afraid of her threat, but Schmidt and Schultz were the first to instigate.

"Don't do that, Miss Catherine, don't do that, we didn't say you meant to cover him."

"Yes, yes, Miss Catherine, we're sorry to bother you today, we'll leave right now......"

This operation was originally a secret operation of the Federal Intelligence Agency, and now they have made it like this, if it weren't for the fact that there are still Hidden Dragon members in Düsseldorf, it is estimated that the Bureau would have called them back to ask for the guilt.

Hearing that Catherine had moved Dr. Simon's brother out, the two of them dared to make a fuss and hurriedly appeased Catherine.

Gao Cannon almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and it didn't matter if he was deceived by a girl, as long as he caught her and released the wind, he might be able to lure Dewey out.

But who would have thought that Schmidt, a pig teammate, would be put on the stall!

Nima Gobi's, even if you scare her, don't you want to be so cooperative!

I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, I'm afraid of pig-like teammates, the ancients don't deceive me!

When the tall cannon was beating his chest and regretting it, Dewey finally waited for the call of the bayonet.