Chapter 54: Tracking

"And where we settled in Los Angeles?" Eric asked.

"Don't worry, are you still afraid that there will be no place for you to stay in the country?" Tucker said as he gathered his belongings.

"Alright guys. We're leaving. Give me everything that is in your hands first. Eric said as soon as he arrived at Pete's room.

"Going? Where to go? Thomas asked as he handed over his contents.

"Go to Los Angeles." Eric said, "You can't leave here now. We'll leave as soon as possible, but you can call your family and let them know you're on a business trip. But you can't say where it is, and don't call from the phone number I just sent you yesterday. Do you understand everything? ”

"Understood. Anyway, Helmet has a landline that is specially used to communicate with the outside. Gerald said.

"It's good to know. Now you can go. I'll give you half an hour. Eric said and glanced at the time on his watch.

Eric was very efficient, and his plane ticket to Los Angeles was quickly finalized. And just two hours later. So Pete and the others were immediately taken on the prepared bus and went straight to the airport after they finished their calls.

Just as Pete and the others rushed to Los Angeles, Parker, who hadn't been seen for a long time, also quietly came to Los Angeles. At this time, he looks like a greasy middle-aged office worker. He wears wide eyes, a high and somewhat balding hairline, a suit and leather shoes, and a black bag in his hand.

At this moment, it is already the evening rush hour of traffic in the afternoon. I saw that he came to a middle-class hall without hurrying, and after looking around, he pushed the door and walked in.

Although it is a Chinese restaurant, most of them are foreigners, and even the waiters are white. And at the moment, there are constantly customers in the restaurant, so there are already a lot of people sitting here at the moment, but there are still vacant seats here, but the location is not very good. Parker didn't care, though, as he walked in with his bag in his hand, and after a few words with the waiter who greeted him, he sat down at a table in the corner.

After sitting down, he picked up the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead before politely taking the menu handed over by the waiter.

Parker didn't seem to be in a hurry, he looked at the pages quite carefully. But in fact, the guy was constantly noticing the table in the other row in front of him, a table where only one person was also sitting.

The man sitting at this table would have known Pete as well. This is the Arab who he and Parker are monitoring together. I saw this man sitting there, looking at the door of the restaurant from time to time, obviously waiting for someone.

After some observation, Parker pretended to name a few dishes before handing the menu back to the waiter. Then he picked up the cup of tea on the table that the waiter had just poured for himself, and drank it while looking away. After scanning the restaurant for a while, he put down his teacup and raised his hand to look at the time. After that, he picked up his black bag again, as if sorting out the contents of it.

After about another five minutes, the Arab seemed to be in a hurry, and he glanced at the time from time to time, and took out the phone as if he wanted to dial it out at any time.

Seeing him like this, Parker put down his bag, and after thanking the waiter who served him the first dish, he took out his phone, pressed a number, and the other party answered, "Come in." ”

With Parker's simple words, an Asian woman got out of a car that had been parked diagonally across from the restaurant. After getting out of the car, he walked briskly to the restaurant, and after the waiter opened the door, he walked directly to the Arab.

I saw that this guy was obviously relieved to see the woman who came in, but after the other party sat down, he seemed to be a little angry and said, "You're late." ”

The woman chuckled and said, "The road is very congested right now, so it's delayed." As she spoke, she glanced at Parker's location, only to see that he was looking down and concentrating on the dish in front of him. After glancing at it, he said, "Have you eaten?" As she spoke, she looked at the waiter on the side and said, "Order." ”

"No appetite." The Arab said as he placed a USB drive on the table, then stood up and said, "You know that *** is not just any restaurant where you can eat. ”

The woman reached out and took the USB drive and said, "I hope this time it's not something useless." ”

"You'll know when you see it." The Arab man had said a few words and walked to the door with his clothes. And Parker, after seeing the other party get up, got up with him, and after saying a word to the waiter to pack and pay the bill, he dropped the money and followed out.

The Arab walked out of the restaurant and looked left and right, apparently the guy didn't have a clear destination for a while. So he stopped for a moment and walked to the side of the road, as if he was going to hail a taxi.

But at this moment it was the peak, and no one stopped after reaching out a few times, so he had to give up and walked south on foot.

Parker didn't immediately follow, but after taking in his surroundings and then following the Arab from a distance. After about three or four minutes of calling, he walked into a pizzeria, went inside, ordered a pizza and a large drink, and sat down by a glass window to eat alone.

Parker didn't go in, but stood at an unopened storefront across the street, took out a cigarette and smoked it, and stared at it.

About a quarter of an hour later, a car pulled up in front of this pizzeria. The Arab man immediately walked out of the shop with the drink and got into the car as soon as he saw the car.

The car quickly moved and disappeared at the intersection, and Parker simply took out his phone and dialed it after remembering the license plate and said, "He ate the pizza and left." He should have asked someone to pick him up. Look at the direction of leaving, it should be going back. ”

A woman's voice came over the phone: "Where are you now?" I'm still here with your packed dinner. ”

"I've got you." Parker said, "It should be safe here. Have a nice dinner. ”

"Wait." Before Parker hung up, the other party said, "Do you have anything to do down there?" ”。

"Yes. I still have something. That's it. After saying that, he hung up the phone and came to the side of the road. After waiting for a while, I flagged down a taxi and left.

About half an hour later, after some stop-and-go, Parker came to Palomar Road. This was the neighborhood where the house that Tucker had set his sights on was renting.