252. Escorts

The man in the hat was a little lame, but he walked extremely fast. The lameness of his leg is not obvious enough, but when he walks quickly, he can still see the unevenness of his left and right feet.

The man hurried out of the tunnel of the train station, bypassing the soliciting girls and drivers who stopped in front of him, and went straight through the narrow fence. Not many people get off at this station, but train stations all over the world seem to be the same, and there are few deserted times except midnight. He had just walked past two policemen, a dark-haired girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a tracksuit and carrying a school bag, and when she passed by the man, she suddenly stumbled and fell to the side of the man.

But things didn't go as she wanted, she thought that the man would reach out to help, but she threw herself into the air and almost fell to the ground. The girl stood firm and scolded back, but the man ignored it, strode to the edge of the road, got into a tattered modern taxi, and drove away.

The two policemen looked at the girl, and one of them made a threatening gesture for the girl to leave. Of course they know this girl who has been messing around the train station for a long time, she is young but her means of picking up her wallet are particularly skillful, of course, she is usually caught, but this kind of child is locked up for a few days and comes back again, and no one can do anything about her.

When the man in the taxi said the town of Ogrande, the driver was a little hesitant, after all, it takes an hour from the county train station to Ogrande Town, and the road is not very safe. I could see the dollars handed over by the passenger in the back seat, and the driver collected the money as fast as the wind, closed his mouth, and stepped on the accelerator neatly - anyway, he also had a gun bag tied to his feet, but there were not many opportunities to use it.

The man bent slightly in the back seat, pulled out a folded piece of paper from the sole of his left foot and stuffed it into his pocket, curled up in the corner behind the driver. The view from the window swept by, with low buildings, dirty streets, lazy pedestrians, tattooed men in T-shirts and shorts sitting on the edge of the road, bicycles and large scribbles scattered around, and the sun shining on the ground to emit steam.

I took off my hat and put it over my face, and sleepiness came over me like a tidal wave, but I couldn't sleep. There's still a long way to go, I don't know what questions will arise along the way, and there are still many things in my mind that have not been answered.

I can't sleep, but I'm sleepy.

Very sleepy!

After a short slept in the car arranged by Santo, and after arriving in Soacha, it was a long journey of several hours, and the driver who sent him to another county to take the train, although he did not understand English, could not stop himself from babbling in Spanish. The train slept for half an hour, and all my energy was spent watching the passengers. I still remember the fact that I was bitten on the neck by a female killer on the train, and the wound hurts faintly when I think about it.

"Mo Lei, I won't go to Hong Kong, if you really want someone to go, let the coyote go. He is familiar. ”

As he left, Gao Bing bandaged his wounds in the room with an angry face. When he left the town of Kalka in the early hours of the morning, a bullet grazed the waist of the soldier, taking away a large piece of flesh and skin. Lester's doctor told Gao Bing that if the bullet went even more in, he was afraid that he would be crippled if he did not die. So Mo Lei naturally asked Gao Bing to accompany Tina to Hong Kong, taking care of Tina and recuperating from her injuries, but Gao Bing scolded and refused.

Scolding is already a very serious anger state for Gao Bing. The brothers are also high-level soldiers, and there are so many mantras and three-character scriptures of coyotes that they don't even feel it.

Mo Lei in the taxi took a deep breath. The cab drove through the bumps, the hat covering his face slipped down, he picked it up and threw it in his seat, looked at the time on his watch, it was 2:40 p.m., 50 minutes before the time agreed with Nixon.

"Can you speed it up a little faster?" Mo Lei picked up his hat again and covered it on his abdomen. He deliberately left an accent when he spoke, not because he was afraid that the driver would know something, but purely out of subconscious caution.

"I'm afraid not, there will be police interceptions on the road."

The driver was a local man in his thirties, with a simple and simple appearance, and there were no tattoos or any signs of tattoos on his bare arms. Before getting into the car, Mo Lei glanced at the side of the road, the windows of the taxi were open, and he also chose a driver who looked more pleasing to the eye.

"I'm sure you have your way." Mo Lei muttered in the back seat for a few seconds, "If you can arrive at 3:20, I think you will get an unexpected compensation." ”

"I'll try my best." The driver looked at the guest in the back seat through the rearview mirror and continued to shut up. He had seen too many strange guests, and he was convinced that the way to protect himself was to be silent.

Changing his body into a comfortable position, Mo Lei continued to think about the possible loopholes in his next plan.

The current plan is forced to do so, in fact, Mo Lei can't trust anyone, whether it is Nixon or Santo, or Andre, Lester, or even Wang Yuwei. In the early morning attack in Kalka Town, there were only two coyotes and Gao Bing, while Mo Lei himself took He Yibo to defend against the other party's surprise attack on the periphery of the Chinese community. The reason why He Yibo brought the camera was originally to record the atrocities of the Volks' team, but he didn't expect that Volks's methods were even more disgusting, and he directly asked the police and the army to come and arrest people.

That scene made Mo Lei's eyes split. If it weren't for the premise that Gavox would be completely destroyed and the Chinese would continue to survive in the local area in the future, Mo Lei would have used all the bullets on his body at that time to vent his anger.

I'm so sleepy......

There are those who think at odds with Molei, such as Diger, Ghana, and even Sanchez, who think that if Tina were to go, it would be better to go one step further to the Caribbean, to Panama to the west, and to Venezuela to the east than to fly across Colombia and along the Pacific Ocean to Mexico in the southwest.

Distance-wise, yes, and the longer the route, the deeper the trail becomes. But in terms of safety, Mo Lei is willing to take one more detour, not only to trust Sanchez and Monica, but in this section of the journey, Tina and Athena can change their destinations at will, which is the result that Mo Lei and Zhou Rui want. If danger is detected on the way, Athena will use another passport to change direction with Tina, and will have enough time to deal with those unexpected events.

And one thing Santo said to himself made Mo Lei even more determined to let Athena and them go to Mexico.

Santo said that the news coming from Russia that Ghana was most likely undercover.

An undercover agent who has been hiding in the rivers and lakes for decades.

The reason why the news was leaked is because in recent months, gangs have launched too frequent attacks on Ghana, and in order to protect Ghana, too many police officers have been involved, and this matter has been leaked. Of course, at present, it is only limited to communicating in high-level intelligence circles, or as a bargaining chip for some organizations, and Santo will not disclose other specific circumstances to Mo Lei.

What the are you afraid of?

Although Mo Lei is also worried about Santo's energy. This guy looks honest and honest, but no one would believe that a simple-minded person can become the leader of a squad in the NSA?

Overnight, Santo dismantled at least a dozen gangsters suspected of having dealings with Vaux, or possibly becoming Vaux's spokesperson in the region, so it is unknown how many years Santo has been preparing and how many people have been planted in those local gangs. On the other hand, the background of these organizations is extremely complex, otherwise how could the government make law and order chaos look like this?

Don't think about things that have nothing to do with you, and it's not a big mistake to be cautious and cautious step by step, not that everything needs to be done by yourself.

What I have to do is how to organize and edit the video and audio recordings at hand, and finally use them as evidence.

This evidence is not to sanction Vaux, that is meaningless. The biggest use of this evidence is to use it to get a place for the Chinese community to live with the Colombian government. If the land has been invaded by hexavalent chromium, it is difficult to separate and degrade, and can enter the human body through the food chain, thus posing a great threat to people's survival and health, and the existing water sources, planting land, and everything that exists cannot be lived in.

Of course, the government can also be used to grow industrial hemp, industrial hemp has a great role in land heavy metal pollution, land environmental protection, pesticide residues, a few years or more than ten years later, this land can be used as a crop plantation again.

This is an issue that Mo Lei and Zhou Rui have seriously discussed, and Wang Yuwei, He Yibo, and Geng Yun are also participating in the discussion. Mo Lei needs them to convey their intentions to others, and this kind of thing, if they don't get a unified opinion, even if they take Vox, it will be difficult to implement. Chinese love the land, especially the homeland, which is a habit for thousands of years.

We need to make the most of all the resources we can use.

What I'm most worried about now is that if Vaux is desperate now, when he is with his brothers, he throws all the living forces in his hands to besiege him, how can he survive? Not to mention helping fellow citizens get a place to live.

Thinking of the stack of medical records and the scene of chickens flying and dogs jumping in the early hours of the morning, Mo Lei panicked.

Lowering his head and rubbing his legs, which were a little numb, Mo Lei put on his hat and leaned back on the chair. The taxi was already on the highway, and the tiredness stretched from his mind to his limbs, and he closed his eyes and relaxed his body.

Fall asleep.