Chapter 17: Worries

17, Mo Lei's worries

In the past two days, there has been an undercurrent in the town of Kalka and several surrounding towns.

First of all, all the towns received calls from the county police station, saying that there was such a Chinese who was on the run on suspicion of arson, murder and other major cases, and the main body of this case was still deeply involved, requiring that all arrests must be carried out secretly, and the relevant people were also notified that they would be killed.

Some of the drug offender organizations who contacted outside also received a similar notice, and attached a photo, which was probably a ID photo, on which the Chinese were neatly dressed and smiling, but most of the drug dealers did not believe that the Chinese would flee to the mountains, after all, survival in the tropical jungle is not as simple as eating a few snakes and killing a wolf.

Mo Lei for two days in a row, even eating was solved in the secret room, first, the wound was probably a little muddy and a little infected, and it had begun to improve after taking antibiotics for two days, and secondly, he drew his thinking into a picture, trying to overturn it and then rebuild it, but it was a problem of thinking inertia, all pointing to Universal Company.

I'm just here to get an inheritance, so that I can take the money and leave with peace of mind, why are you not good? Why do you have to kill me?

Mo Lei put the drawing in his hand on the table.

He is a typical "conspiracy theory" personality, he assumes that the other party is a bad person for anyone or anything, Mo Lei thinks that such a presumption will bring you happiness, for example, this person assumes that you finally find out that he is a good person, you will feel very happy, if he is really a bad person in the end, you will not lose anything, because you are wary of him from the beginning.

But he really didn't want to make a big deal out of it. It doesn't matter if you're yourself, you can walk away at any time and go wherever you want.

But what about the child who is still alive and lying in the hospital? Didn't he come all the way here just to get money to save him?

And the dead: Annie, Bernikin, Xie Yan, Xie Jun? How do they count?

A tingling pain in the stomach, this should be all kinds of discomfort in the fear zone, Mo Lei likes this fear very much, which often makes him excited and awake, different from the sudden adrenaline rush, this excitement and sobriety will make his mind calm and his mood will be hard.

They've messed with the wrong people!

"Kid, it's time for you to eat." The heavy wooden door of the secret room slowly opened outward, and the old man Wu sat in a wheelchair, looking at Mo Lei with a calm expression, on the gray sandalwood coffee table, there was a polished 0.45 smith, and a piece of paper next to it was full of lines and words.

"Old man, did you go out today?"

"You know that?" Old Man Wu let Mo Lei turn his wheelchair around, and pushed it to the simple elevator on the side of the stairs, the secret room is on the second basement floor, and the exit of the elevator is in the bathroom of the master bedroom, which is probably also the place used by the Wu family to save their lives in troubled times.

"Your wheelchair has just been cleaned, and the water stains on the tires have not been wiped dry."

"They probably guessed that you're back in the community." The old man waited for Mo Lei to push him to the elevator door and reached out to press the button.

He probably also felt that Mo Lei's body suddenly became stiff, but instead patted the back of Mo Lei's hand, "It's okay, it shouldn't be so easy to find you here, even Xiao Qiao doesn't know that you live downstairs from him haha." ”

Mo Lei silently pushed the wheelchair into the elevator.

"I have an idea I want to discuss with you." The elevator went up to the 2nd floor in an instant, and Old Man Wu motioned for Mo Lei to walk beside him, and said to Mo Lei softly in a consultative tone.

"You say."

"By the way, let me tell you first, the spirit card, the one you carried with you, they also took it together. Well, you came out this time, itself for that child, but, in this situation, it is difficult to get that money no matter what, I don't ask you what you plan, that's to embarrass you, I think, I'll advance this money first, and when I need it in the future, you will pay me back, okay. ”

Old Man Wu looked directly at Mo Lei, who was squatting in front of the wheelchair, although his words said that it was a discussion, but he almost said it in an unquestionable tone.

"Okay, thank you, old man." Mo Lei didn't think much about it, he knew that this was the only way at the moment.

On the first day, the consular assistant here called Mr. Wu, which meant that he completely believed in Mo Lei and could keep Mo Lei safe, provided that Mo Lei must go to the consulate immediately.

However, in Bernikin's family, the consulate can only supervise the police department, but cannot intervene and assist in the investigation.

Old Man Wu nodded with satisfaction and motioned for Mo Lei to push himself forward.

"That's good, you tell me the account number immediately, and I'll call the accountant to transfer the money, right away." Alas, actually, I don't even know what to do with this money now, I also told Assistant Li at the consulate that when I die, let Xiao Qiao return to China with my ashes, Assistant Li is helping us find a way to solve this problem, haha. ”

Mo Lei didn't answer, just pushed Old Man Wu to the dining table and went to fill the meal himself.

"Account account, don't be in a hurry to eat, since you don't plan to accept Assistant Li's suggestion," Old Man Wu nodded Mo Lei with chopsticks, "Then you can move faster, although we are in the dark, but you are weak after all, so you can do everything, if you want to do it, you have to do it cleanly." ”

Mo Lei laughed, Jiang is old and spicy, and the old man's delicate mind coincides with his plan.

picked up the kettle from the table and poured two glasses of water, Mo Lei handed one to Old Man Wu and told the old man the account. The old man was happy, and after taking a sip of water, he picked up the phone from the dining table and called his accountant before signaling Mo Lei to bring the meal over.

It can be seen that he is very happy that he can help Mo Lei.

"I'm old, if I was young before, I can also help you, old man, I'm a person who walked in the sea of corpses and blood, haha, now I can only be in a hurry, I feel like my brain hurts even when I think about it."

"Old man, you've done me a great favor, so I won't be verbose about any thanks. But after this meal, I have to go, for I am afraid they will come to you. ”

The old man's eyes widened.

"I'm afraid that he will come to my house, my friend will have good wine, if the rich wolf comes, haha." The old man put down the rice he had picked up again, and took out a 54-style pistol from under his wheelchair as if he were juggling.

Mo Lei couldn't help laughing, "Old man, this gun is good, but, we have to think about Xiao Qiao." ”

The old man was just about to reply when the phone rang at the dining table.

"Wait, I guess it's the accountant." The old man demonstratively waved the weapon in his hand, put it on the table, and pressed the speakerphone of the phone.

"Hey, hello, Mr. Wu."

"Huh? Who is it? What's wrong? ”

"I'm lawyer Wilson, and I'd like to talk to you about your estate, you see, might I come to your house in the afternoon?"

"Don't talk, don't sell, don't need to come." The old man stretched out his hand to hang up the phone.

"Wait, wait, old man, you have to think about your grandson, yes, in this case, I'll come over in the afternoon, and we'll meet and talk."

Mo Lei on the side hurriedly signaled to Old Man Wu, who looked like he was about to go crazy, and asked him to agree.

Old Man Wu took a deep breath, "Cheng, come in the afternoon." Then he pressed the hang up button.

"Old man, it's time for me to go, and it's time to do it, otherwise, the involvement will be bigger and bigger." Mo Lei looked at the old man apologetically.

The old man sighed deeply, Jojo, little Joe.

Mo Lei mentioned Little Joe, and Wilson mentioned his grandson.

"Child, once you find that you can't do it, retreat and disappear quickly, you have to believe that the embassy will definitely help you deal with it, and you don't have to have any psychological burden. Don't die, okay? The old man patted the back of Mo Lei's hand with his palm.

"You know the old man, in the minds and marrow of people like us, there has always been only attack, no retreat, this, can't be changed." Mo Lei smiled, "However, if you can't beat me, I will run, and I won't be sent to death, isn't that stupid." ”

The old man nodded, his expression relaxed a lot.

"Let's eat, old man." Mo Lei raised the bowl in his hand.