241. Ask for help

The southern district of Barranquilla, an outdoor amusement park on the outskirts.

The Volvo SUV drove into an empty parking lot, with swings, slides and seesaws behind the barbed wire, all turning into hazy silhouettes in the bright moonlight. In a few hours, after dawn, the place will be filled with the laughter and frolic of children, but all that can be heard now is the low roar of the engines and the sound of voices in a muffled voice.

A car is waiting. But Santo wasn't in the car, and he wouldn't be there in a few minutes. Santo sent a few of his men to check if there was anyone at the amusement park, otherwise the disinfected phone had been tapped.

A man in a jacket with a bulging waist stood next to the car, and the bright headlights of the car made him raise his hand to block his eyes, and Mo Lei saw the folding submachine gun on the other party's waist. Another man stood at the entrance to the playground, sculpturally facing a dark corner.

'The King' opened the driver's door and looked sideways at his colleague. Mo Lei took the opportunity to hand the pistol on his waist to Tina in the back seat. Tina tacitly took the pistol and put it on her lap, she didn't need to get out of the car for the time being, if something was wrong with Santo, Tina would kill the driver and drive away by herself, while Mo Lei would drag the agents.

They discussed this issue before they got in the car.

The headlights streaked across the night sky, shining first, and the sound of the engine gradually sounded. A taxi with a Barranquilla license plate pulled into the playground. However, it was not the driver who drove the car, but Santo of the National Security Agency.

The stout agent stepped out of the taxi, blinked, and stretched, as if he had woken up from a big dream. Mo Lei stood next to the car and looked coldly at this guy who had passed through several phone calls. Santo is not tall, it should be about 175 cm, but he has thick shoulders, thick joints, messy black hair, simple facial features, and two beards on his upper lip. With a light brown jacket and dark cargo pants, he looks like a plumber.

Many people will be deceived by Santo's appearance, thinking that this is just a middle-aged man who is honest and honest and sincere in his work.

Moreover, his voice is surprisingly good.

"Mr. Mo, I have heard of it for a long time. You okay? Santo walked over and stretched out his hand, "Look at my question, you don't need to answer this question, we'll talk about your current situation." To be honest with you, there is no good car in the world, and I must be kind to taxi drivers in the future. ”

Santo looked around, nodding with his men, his eyes falling on the gap in the barbed wire that separated the playground.

"Shall we take two steps? If you're obedient, I'll push you on the swing a few times. Santo's face was full of remorse after saying this, "I don't think you can understand my jokes, it's not funny if it's too cold, right?" Come, let's take a walk? ”

After that, the NSA agent leaned silently against the iron pillar and listened to Mo Lei, who was sitting on the swing bench, tell about the situation he encountered, from the time he came to receive the inheritance, to what Bonnie said to himself after killing Parazzi, Bonnie's extermination, the death of Jose's two brothers, and his own plan with his brothers, of course, he didn't tell the truth, some things, can only wait for Santo to verify, or Santo actually has evidence, and the evidence on hand to patch up.

After listening to Mo Lei, Santo walked to Mo Lei's side, reached out and gently pushed on the swing, "I said I wanted to push you, but you are not qualified to get it, you guy, you are not well-behaved at all, so I only push you." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Not all of what you say is true, and your plans and tactics are also disturbing to me."

"I know what you mean, Santo, but you should understand mine too, right?" Mo Lei looked sideways at Santo, this guy was standing beside him, and if there was any change, he could directly subdue him and take him as a hostage. "Thank you for your understanding."

"What do you mean?" Santo shook his head, "You mean, you're definitely not going to have a heart to heart with an agent you've just met." But this agent you don't trust, who took a huge risk to come here to escort your little lover, once sent your brother out of the country. I don't think we should be in a relationship of mutual speculation, but rather a relationship where we can go further. ”

Santo raised his hand to his left and made a silent motion, "I won't hold you accountable for what you've done on our soil, but you should respect a professional agent." For example, the people who are chasing you are obviously not only Volks' people, but also other forces, and you have something to hide in this regard. And the group of people who killed Charles, you said it was powerful, but you didn't tell me how powerful it was and how deep the resources at hand were. In that is, where is your intelligence coming from, I haven't heard you mention these issues. ”

"What do you mean?" Mo Lei asked rhetorically, and the blade between his fingers quietly popped out.

“…… I don't even know who you are, the four of you, right, not the three you said verbally, Gao Bing, Zhao Lang, Zhou Rui, the four of you, there is a period of experience in your life that is blank, tell me, what is the reason for this? Santo ignored Mo Lei's rhetorical question and continued with his own question.

"No comment. Santo, my life is probably worth so much information, if you need more, I hope we will be honest in the future cooperation, you can do it, we can do it. ”

"Five-step snake, where did that hacker come from?" Santo was silent for a few seconds, then changed to a standing position, clasped his hands on his chest, and looked at Mo Lei condescendingly.

"I haven't heard of it."

"So, where are your intelligence sources, except for helping your police to reveal some untrue information?"

"Santo, why don't you get to know your colleagues? No matter how strong the embankment is, there will be a day of water leakage. ”

Mo Lei stood up and stood face to face with Santo. Santo is shorter than him, but he is not half a point weaker than him in terms of momentum.

"Unlikely." Santo's wrist lifted and gently swung his right index finger, "Unlikely." He repeated, "In the case you described, it's unlikely. ”

"Oh my god, Santo, apparently you and I have gone into a misunderstanding, and I was able to hide a little bit of information because I'm afraid I'm going to have to make up for something you've missed outside of you. My request was simple, keep the Chinese community and leave the country. As for you, you can choose to get promoted and get rich. Got it? Don't treat me like a prisoner, I'm your friend. ”

"Mo Lei Mo Lei, my friend? It's not easy to be my friend for the most part, like dear Charles, God bless him. Santo raised his hand and drew a cross on his chest, "Let's be honest, Charles and I are good friends, poor thing, now that he's dead, what can I do?" ”

"So?"

"So, you have to tell me everything you know so that I can avenge Charles. Mo Lei, I know you want to too, but in this matter, we will benefit both sides, understand? ”

"Nixon is also your friend, doesn't he have less information than I do?" A thought suddenly floated through Mo Lei's mind, he quickly grabbed it, and then asked.

"Oh my God, am I with him? We are business partners, oh Mo Lei, I still have a standard for choosing friends. ”

"Don't do that, Santo, don't ask me to say everything now, tell you everything. Maybe later, but not now. You don't want me to make up a story for you to tell you, only to find out that you have taken the wrong path at the end of the road? Santo. ”

"Actually, I should have killed you for what you did in Colombia and all this information that the Five Steps Snake worked with you." Santo still clasped his hands to his chest and looked up at Mo Lei in front of him slightly.

"If that's the case, then you can do it." Mo Lei and Santo looked at each other.

Santo turned around angrily, and neither of them spoke for a while, and after a while, the black-haired agent turned to look at Mo Lei, "You know what, you have a natural ability, yes, to make people unbearable, and then you can still make people trust you." Okay, Mo Lei, I will do as you say, but not because of your mysterious statements and so-called evidence today. ”

"Why?"

"For Charles, he believes in you, for you are Chinese, and for the sake of your 'compatriots', and Assistant Li of the consulate said that you are an excellent and responsible person." Santo was still angry, and his voice was not so pleasant, "And for the sake of what you said about the damn Vaux going to assassinate the president, this kind of thing, I'd rather believe it than not." ”

"You've finally got the hang of it." Mo Lei sighed with relief, "I just thought, how can the agent's way of acting be so rigid, I'm worried about you." He didn't ask Santo why he had involved Assistant Li, after all, it would be strange if they didn't know each other.

"Is your way of doing things in order to make all the friends who helped you die?" Santo sarcastically said, "It's okay to be beaten to death, but if you kill yourself in anger, do you say you're unlucky?" He raised his hand to stop Mo Lei from speaking again, "Now tell me, where are you going to send this drug lord's daughter?" To tell you the truth, it's not safe anywhere, and you can't protect yourself now, so why bring a burden? ”

"Oh, I don't take your advice on this." Mo Lei smiled, "You just need to be responsible for sending me to Bogota, and I'll do the rest, don't mind, I really can't tell you where I'm hiding." ”

"Don't talk about Lotus Village, and don't go to Pereira's safe house. That address, that wooden house, was given to Charles. Santo squinted at the Chinese in front of him, and he found that this guy's smile was annoying.

"No, no."

"Then I don't care about you, besides, when I get to Bogotá, give me Andrei's recording right away, is there a problem?"

"No problem."

"The timing is so accurate." Santo suddenly said without a clue.

Mo Lei was stunned, and then the sound of a helicopter engine came from his ears.

"Thanks, Santo!"

"Thanksie, Charles." Santo kept a straight face, but let go of the arms that were hugging his chest and gave Mo Lei a hug, "I hope we don't see each other again, okay?" There will be connectors between us. ”

"Okay." Mo Lei also hugged Santo, and was speechless, this guy's body was as strong as a rock.

"Take care of yourself, don't risk your life, don't want to see your mutilated limb in the morgue. Got it? ”

"Thank you!"

The helicopter circled overhead, and Santo leaned into Mo Lei's ear and said a string of numbers.

"Remember, don't call this number until you have to. If this number can't reach me either, it proves that I'm dead. ”