Chapter 308: Aramis (78)

"Send home. Where else to go? I said casually.

The old wolf shook his head, pointed to Sharif in the corner, and said, "Didn't you listen to him?" But they cast a net in Bordeaux, and people were looking for us at stations, train stations, airports, and even on the streets. After saying that, he withdrew his hand and looked at me and said, "There are still those powerful people。。。。。 ”

I nodded and said, "It's not easy to get out." But in my opinion, those awesome guys are not necessarily as good as Samara when it comes to finding people. They don't seem to be using the police channels, but just trying to find us through a snake like Samara. β€œ

"Huh." The old wolf sneered, "It's not easy to use the police. Maybe they have a lot of things they don't want the police to know. β€œ

"That's how it should be." I agreed, "Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to explain the situation." I thought we'd be wanted all over town. ”

"Loose on the outside and tight on the inside, right? I think secretly they're in full swing to get moving. The old wolf said and looked at Sharif again, "So how long do you say you can hide the news of this guy's disappearance?" I think Samara will contact him soon to ask about his progress, right? ”

"It won't be long in the future." I shook my head and said, "They may not know who attacked Sharif, but they will know that something happened to Sharif." ”

"And what will happen to him?" The old wolf asked, "I mean, how will Samara react?" ”

"I don't know. Maybe we'll be on guard. That's why I want to get my hands on him as soon as possible. I said and looked at Sharif as well, "But for now, I'll have to wait until that guy goes to the MSL restaurant to eat." ”

"What do you think will happen to us if we win this time?" The old wolf asked suddenly.

I looked at him, smiled and said, "Win?" That wouldn't be much better. You and I will go back to our own country, and then we will each go back to our respective homes. ”

"Huh." The old wolf was stunned for a moment when he heard me say this, and then smiled bitterly and said, "That seems to be good." I hope that will end like this. ”

I laughed a little, and after a moment of silence I pointed at Ah Liang again and said, "You really should have sent him away." Although he had done wrong things before, he was indeed the most innocent person here, and the most incapable of resisting. You shouldn't be with us anymore, or you'll be wronged and a pity to die. After all, he's a talent. ”

The old wolf didn't answer when he heard me say this, but just nodded thoughtfully. I don't know what he was thinking.

The day finally passed, and at half-past eleven I turned on Sharif's man's phone again. At 11:57 a.m. I dialed the old fellow's phone.

This time the call was quickly connected, and the old guy's voice came immediately, "You seem to be ahead of schedule." ”

"I like to be in advance. Is there any news from Rebic? I asked.

"Huh." The old guy smiled when I asked about this, and from the laughter he could tell that he was in a good mood at the moment, at least not a helpless bitter smile.

"He's been in Bordeaux for a long time. Give me your address and I'll pass it on to him. The old guy said.

As soon as I gave him the address where we were, I asked, "Did Rebic figure out the situation at the police station?" β€œ

"All I can tell you now is that through Rebic's reconnaissance there, he also felt the need to launch an operation there." The old guy said.

"Sure you're looking for something?" I asked with some excitement.

But the old guy immediately denied it: "No." No. Rebic's exact words are that there must be something very valuable hidden in there. It's worth taking a step forward to at least find out what it is. β€œ

The old guy's answer couldn't help but disappoint me a little. But that's nothing, it's all still open, but there's no point in being important. That's enough, isn't it?

"When will Rebic come to me?" I asked.

"Probably... In about half an hour. I think he'll contact you when he arrives. After that, you don't have to turn off this phone. Waiting for news from him. The old guy said.

"Understood." I replied and said, "What if... If it's really the goal, what do we do? Rescue? I said, glancing at the people around me, "If that happens, I don't have enough people." β€œ

The old fellow was silent for a moment when he heard my words, and then he spoke, "If so, there is no doubt that we have to think of a way to get them out." But... In terms of manpower. I don't have one at the moment. Speaking of this, Younis paused for a moment and said in a very solemn tone, "Listen. . . My proudest student. You and the people around you are some of the best people I have right now, including Rebic. So.... β€œ

"So we're mostly on our own, is that what you mean?" I asked dissatisfiedly, "Don't bring me a top hat." That's useless, I need manpower. If we want to rescue, how many of us will have to do it? That's yours ... ”

"I know! I understand. But I really don't have manpower. Don't think too hard about the form. Think about the good things, like they don't know we've found out there, they think that you guys don't dare to do big things anymore, and that's the opportunity, the chance to be surprised. After saying that, the old guy sighed, softened his tone, and continued: "Let's wait until Rebic meets." Now we have reached a critical moment, we must be calm. The more times like this, the more calm you have to be. The old guy hung up the phone.

I took the phone and looked at it. I don't know how the old guy could be so calm. I thought to myself, if it were me, I would never be able to do this.

"How? What did Mr. Eunice ask us to do? Lukovic asked, looking at me from the sidelines.

I glanced at him, and then I noticed that everyone was looking at me and waiting for my answer. I tried to make myself look relaxed and said, "Nothing. Rebic will contact us in a moment and we won't know what to do until he comes. β€œ

"Huh? That Croat is here again? Lukovic said with a somewhat depressed look.

I looked at him helplessly and said, "He's my own person." And he's not a Croat. The old guy said that Rebic had done a scout on the police station, so it was up to him to say what he had to say when he arrived. β€œ

Rebic came sooner than I expected, and after about fifteen minutes, he contacted me and quickly found our footing.

He looked tired, and with his outfit, he looked like a white-collar worker who was tired from working overtime. After entering the room, everyone did not greet each other, let alone say any nonsense, but went straight to the topic.

Ask for fat!! Ask for fat!! Ask for fat!!! After the New Year, everyone is losing weight! Hahaha!

(End of chapter)