Chapter 187: The Lone Wolf (26)

As soon as we arrived at Frankfurt Airport, we went straight into the parking lot and waited for news from Berlin. After smoking two cigarettes, I finally couldn't help but say, "Are we going to fly with him after we know where he's flying?" ”

"Yes. If I could, that's what I thought. As soon as D's voice fell, his mobile phone vibrate, and D immediately took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and then said in disbelief: "Austria? Salzburg? ”

"Austria? What fort? "I know about Austria, but I don't have any impression of the castle.

"Salzburg." After saying that, D immediately looked at the doctor and said, "Let's see if there is a plane to Salzburg here." If not, neighboring cities will do. By the way, do you have everything with you? ”

"Bring it all. It's all set. After the doctor finished speaking, he quickly got out of the car and ran all the way to the airport hall.

And just after the doctor ran out, D replied to the message and said, "Hehe." Salzburg, I think the whole thing is going in the direction I expected. ”

"What do you mean? Is that Salzburg special? What does it represent? I asked.

"Salzburg. Hehe. Did you know that the German FΓΌhrer had a summer house? D said with a smile.

"I don't know. I know Chengde in the summer resort... I shook my head, "Besides, what does Salzburg have to do with the German summer resort?" ”

"Uh... All right. D nodded, "Then what did you think when you heard about the summer resort?" ”

"Nonsense. Escape the heat, of course. Okay, don't beat around the bush, what does this mean? Didn't that old guy go on another mission? You have to make sure you don't have anything to ignore in Austria, what Salzburg is. I said.

"Huh. No. I don't have anything and people in that place. If I had men everywhere, I wouldn't have to be hunted down by Murphy Sr. After saying that, he thought for a moment and said, "The FΓΌhrer's summer resort is in the small town of Berchtesgaden, and I remember it should be the name. I haven't been there, but I've heard it's a very, very beautiful place. And this Salzburg is just to the northeast of her. It's only a few tens of kilometers. ”

"What do you mean ... Is this old guy going on vacation? I asked.

"Huh. Isn't it? Salzburg is a big city in Austria, but it's also a baroque old town, so it's also a great place. Didn't you know that when you travel to Germany and Austria, you have to go to Salzburg when you go to the town of Berchtesgaden, and vice versa? ”

"How do I know this? I'm not like you, I'm still the boss behind a travel agency. I waved my hand, "I still want to ask you, are you sure that old guy is on vacation and not on a mission?" What should we do if it's a mission? Do you want to do it again? ”

"On a mission?" D shook his head and said, "It's unlikely. If the news I received and the ones I saw before were not deliberately played by the other party, I don't think this old gentleman would have been able to tolerate it recently. He must have been put on leave. At this moment, D's mobile phone vibrated again, he took out the phone and looked at it, and then said, "My people said that he only brought one person with him." ”

"Your men have been following him into the airport?" I asked.

"Yes. I asked him to buy a ticket and go with the old gentleman. D continued to talk about the message he received, "My man also said that the old guy didn't say a word to his people the whole time. Just sitting there alone, and a little too drunk. ”

"Are you trying to show that this old guy is unhappy at the moment?" I asked, puzzled.

"It's not that I'm trying to express it." D glanced at me and said as he quickly replied to the message, "It's the old gentleman." ”

"Okay. So I want to confirm, is this our chance? If we also bought tickets. Do you want to do it when you arrive in Austria? I asked.

D didn't answer immediately, but was about to speak after sending out the message, but then a phone call came in, and he answered the phone instead, and after a few words he hung up, he looked at me and said, "There is no plane to Salzburg, the nearest one is to Linz, Austria." ”

"Linz? What the hell is this place? I asked, puzzled.

"It doesn't matter where it is. Anyway, I've decided to take this plane and go. Go to Austria. D said.

"Airplanes? Can we get on the plane like this? Are you sure that no one on the German side will notice us? I don't even have a single thing to identify myself right now. I asked.

"Things are ready, you don't have to worry." D waved his hand, "It's just that the gun definitely can't be taken away." That's not a problem though. I'll have them delivered to Austria when the time comes. ”

"Okay. Then you'd better hope that the old guy is actually going on vacation, or I won't even have a gun by then. I said.

Just as I was talking, D's phone rang again. He immediately motioned for me to open the car door. Then I opened the trunk of the car and pulled two travel bags out of the trunk.

"That's what we're going to have." D pointed to one of the bags, "Open it." ”

I quickly bent down and opened my bag, and on top of it were several passport-like things. D glanced at the passports and said, "Those two, yes, are the above two." Open it and take a look, quickly. ”

I picked up the two books he was pointing to, stood up and flipped them open and looked at them, and there were pictures on the passports, and they were two Asian faces, not me and d.

"Who is this?" I asked.

Instead of answering, D looked at me and said, "Do you speak Korean?" ”

"Han... Korea? "I didn't react for a while.

"That's right. Otherwise, do you think you really look like a Kazakh? D said with a look on his face that he should have.

"Korean... Smecta ... Take out the trash, do these count? ”

"Forget it." Hearing me say this, D immediately waved his hand, "Just pretend." Anyway, the one in this photo is a little similar to you. Europeans don't have that much insight into Asians. ”

I picked up the two passports in my hand and looked at the headlights again, "Are you sure these are going to be okay?" ”

"No, it won't. Not really. D waved his hand, "Have you made your choice?" See who's more like you? ”

"Uhh The more I hear him say this, the more bottomless I feel in my heart, this is too child's play, the key is to pretend to be Korean. . . .

"What's wrong?" D. Seeing that I was embarrassed, he stretched out his left hand and took the two passports, and after looking at them, he threw one of them to me, "You still hesitate to do such a simple thing?" Why don't you worry when you pretend to be a Kazakh? ”

I took my passport and looked at it, does this photo look like me? "By the way, what's my fake identity called?"

"Park Yong-tae." D replied casually and motioned for me to pick up the two travel bags.

"Park Yong-tae? What are those three words? I asked again.

"I said what do you care about this? There's no one at the airport who will let you write. Even if you write A, B, and C, and say that this is your name, they will believe it. D said as he locked the car, "Hurry up, let's go buy tickets." ”

Fat... At the end of the month... Ask for fat...

(End of chapter)