Chapter 180: Chrissy (9)
Although disappointed, Zhao Yi was right. Because it is true that it would be unreliable to simply target all those who have anything to do with Paris. Paris is not a small place, but the largest city in France, and according to the concept of the Paris region that Zhao Yi said, it will be bigger, and France is only so big in total, maybe there are not many people who can completely have nothing to do with Paris.
"Then let Old Lou and the man named Varane inquire about it. Let's see if there are any more subtle low-key people who associate with Chlich. I sighed.
"Are you going to tell him about that guy's characteristics?" Zhao Yi asked.
"No, you don't." I shook my head, "This purpose is too obvious, if the Chrissy family really has a connection with that guy, once Lao Lu can't grasp the proportions, he will be targeted." Then it won't be us who calculates others. β
Zhao Yi nodded and asked, "Then will I notify him immediately?" β
"Wait." I picked up my notebook and said, "Let's take a closer look." But I don't think there's anything to see in that. I don't know if the profiteers can find out anything. β
So I read the notebook again, which was a record of the various relatives, friends, and partners of the Christ family. This time, I looked more seriously than before, but I still didn't find anything that interested me. When I finished reading it, Zhao Yi also finished translating the book. So I handed him the book in my hand, "If you go at this rate." It doesn't take a week at all. I think it's almost time to do it. β
Zhao Yi took the notebook and looked at it, and then prepared to start translating, "If it's to deal with Chrissy, it's almost enough." But... Younis wants more than that. β
"So we have to wait ... But I'm afraid of long nights and dreams. That guy had been thinking of a way to deal with the seventeenth round. I don't know what he's doing right now. I said helplessly.
"Are you afraid of something unexpected?" Zhao Yi asked as he wrote.
"Yes." I nodded, "Deal with that guy." I didn't have much confidence. β
Zhao Yi didn't say anything more, but concentrated on starting the translation work in hand. After doing more or less that, he called the old wolf, who he told him to try to find some of the news we needed from Varane. Zhao Yi gave him some hints, but did not specify who he was looking for, only that this person might be someone who several people in the core of the Chrisch family had seen.
After contacting, Zhao Yi told me that the old wolf's side had already begun. He'd already spoken to Varane, and in his own words, he was already hooked up. The guy was glad that the old wolf could do this, and the two had a meal together and had a good conversation. We will meet often in the next few days to negotiate cooperation, so there will be many opportunities to get some news from Varane in the next few days.
Then Zhao Yi contacted Rebich again, and everything was normal with Rebic. The profiteers are still in Genoa for news about Chrissy, but there is nothing to be concerned about yet. Zhao Yi told him that all the people to be killed here were already there, and he had almost met the requirements for doing so. Rebic responded by waiting. That's to be expected, after all, everyone knows who Younis is aiming for. Now that he has no eyebrows at all, of course he will not do it lightly.
But in addition to these depressing things. There's one thing that still makes us a little bit happier. That is, Zhao Yi took us away from this dark place, where there are doors and no windows, and even the convenience of peeing has to be opened to the outside to solve it. I came to a small hotel nearby and stayed there.
Although the conditions of this hotel are also very poor, the room is small and the sound insulation is poor, and the hygiene is not very good, but fortunately, there is a bed, and you can also take a bath and wash your face or something.
There is no need for detailed registration at the front desk. After receiving the money, he opened the room directly. I think that guy does this thing a lot, and at the moment his face is not red and his heart is not beating as if he has never done anything, and has not seen anything.
After entering the room and closing the door, I whispered, "Is this inn often used for Tibetans?" The man didn't ask anything, just took the money? β
Zhao Yi put down the things in his hand, smiled and said, "Those who can find this place and dare to live here are not strangers." It's another world, a completely different world than the decent metropolis out there. β
"What do you mean?" I shook my head, "Do you know anyone from this inn?" β
"It's not." Zhao Yi shook his head, "I just know their rules." Here only recognize the rules, not the people. You can only live here, don't do anything other illegal and undisciplined, and no one will come to seek revenge. Otherwise, you'll be out of luck. As he spoke, he gestured around, "This is still MSL's territory. Often the police don't bother to take care of it, and Krish's people don't come. We all call it a shelter, but it was originally used to hide illegal immigrants. Not only do you have to follow the rules here, but it's not cheap, it's like staying in a big hotel. β
"And this kind of place?" Yamanaka asked in surprise.
"Huh. The world is a lot more complicated than you think. Zhao Yi smiled.
We spent a day and a half in this small standard room. For the sake of safety and the relationship between the beds, we all take turns to sleep, and we rarely go out, except for buying food, we don't go out at other times.
In this day and a half, no special news came. This situation made us a little more anxious than we were in that little house. Especially me, I don't think such a calm is a good thing. I can't say why or how I feel, but I just feel uncomfortable and uneasy.
Two days after staying at the inn, Rebic finally called in the wee hours of the morning. He told Zhao Yi that the old guy had finally made up his mind to do it. Berezov and his men are already on the way, and Rebich himself will arrive in Marseille in the morning to meet us.
The news made me relax. It's a strange feeling, and it stands to reason that you should be nervous when you want to do it. However, when asked if the profiteers had gained anything from Genoa, Rebic did not say much. Just say that everything will be said after we meet. I think he said that it shows that there is still not much to be gained.
I haven't slept since I finished the newsletter. I looked through the two notebooks that the old wolf had given us again. I hope there will be something special to discover, but nothing. I took a special look at the FranΓ§ois in Saint-Denis? Chrissy's sister-in-law, she didn't introduce much, and after looking at it repeatedly, I came to the conclusion that this was a more distant relative who didn't deal much with Chlich.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Rebic's call came again. He arrived and he asked us to meet him immediately at a hotel called Dieu.