In the afternoon of that day, Lin Su took a plane to Huacheng, which is located in the southwest.

As soon as he got off the plane, he saw a guy in the crowd with a long scar on his face leaning on the billboard and looking this way boredly.

This person was not someone else, it was a member of Lin Su's team, Scar Zhou.

Scar Zhou's real name is Zhou Shijie, three years ago, because of a conflict with a high-ranking cadre in the army, the other party was seriously injured, and then sentenced to three years, after he was released from prison at the beginning of this year, he returned to his hometown in Huacheng to open a barbecue restaurant.

followed Scar Zhou into a tattered van, and there was a strong smell of mutton in the car, and Lin Suzhi, who was smoked, frowned.

The corners of Scar Zhou's mouth grinned, and he looked at Lin Su with a sneer.

Obviously, he was happy to see Lin Su deflated.

Lin Su glared at him, rolled down the window, and asked, "Is it arranged?" ”

Speaking of business, Scar Zhou immediately became serious, nodded and said, "It's all arranged, let's go directly to Wazhai now, and someone will send us out of Wazhai when we get to Wazhai." ”

"How long does it take to get to Wazhai?" Lin Su asked again.

"Seven or eight hours."

Lin Su nodded, it was already evening, and it should be late at night in seven or eight hours, which was the most suitable for smuggling out of the country.

"Can I change the car?" Lin Su asked.

Scar Zhou said with a smile: "I'll open a barbecue stall as soon as I open it, it's good to have a broken car for you to sit on, don't be so high." ”

Lin Su was speechless, he was smoked for seven or eight hours in this car full of sheep smell, it was really a crime.

took out a cigarette and lit one and took a deep breath, and the rich smell of smoke instantly diluted the smell of mutton gas.

Lin Su felt more comfortable, adjusted his seat, and lazily half lay in the co-pilot's seat, thinking about this mission in his mind.

Scar Zhou on the side asked, "Just the two of us on this mission?" ”

Lin Su shook his head and said, "All hands are dispatched." ”

Scar Zhou frowned slightly and asked, "It's very difficult?" ”

"It's not difficult, it's just that it happened suddenly, and we don't have much time to prepare." Lin Su said.

In fact, this mission didn't require the whole team to go out at all, but Lin Su thought about it and decided to involve everyone.

He wanted to use this mission to practice his skills.

1+1 is sometimes greater than 2, but sometimes it is less than 2.

The members of the team are all good players, which Lin Su never doubted.

But so far, they don't know each other at all, and in this case, when they get together, there is a good chance that 1+1 will be less than 2.

Therefore, Lin Su must seize every opportunity to let the members of the team understand each other as much as possible, so as to improve the tacit understanding between them, and to condense the loose team into a whole, so as to achieve the effect of 1+1 greater than 2.

"What's the mission?" Scar Zhou asked again.

Lin Su popped the cigarette butt out of the window and said, "I'll talk about it when everyone is ready, so as not to tell you again now, and then I have to say it again to them, wasting saliva." ”

Without waiting for Scar Zhou to speak, he put his coat on his body, closed his eyes and said, "I'll sleep for a while." ”

The corners of Scar Zhou's mouth twitched, and he glared at Lin Su viciously.

Wazhai is a small village on the southwestern border of China.

Although it is hidden in the mountains, it is not as backward as imagined.

Because it is only separated by a river from a neighboring country, Wazhai has become a paradise for many smugglers and drug dealers for special geographical reasons.

When Lin Su and Scar Zhou came to Wazhai, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Scar Zhou parked the car outside the village, and Lin Su got out of the car and stretched.

Looking at the dark village in front of him, he moved his body and asked, "Is it reliable?" ”

Scar Zhou glanced at him and didn't speak, picked up a backpack from the back of the car and put it on his back, and then took Lin Su into the village.

The arrival of the stranger made the dogs in the stockade bark wildly.

Many people turned on their lights and opened their windows to look out.

When they saw that it was Scar Week, most of them shrank back, and some greeted him with a smile.

"You're quite dignified here." Lin Su said.

Scar said: "I come at least three or four times a year, and I basically know the people in the village. ”

"Why are you running around here when you have nothing to do?" Lin Su was a little curious.

Scar looked a little sad around him, and shook his head without explaining anything.

Inquiring into other people's privacy has never been Lin Su's favorite thing, and since Scar Zhou has something unspeakable, Lin Su naturally won't ask anything.

After a while, the two came to a bamboo building.

Scar Zhou stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Soon the lights came on in the room, and at the same time an old voice was heard: "Who?" ”

"Ah Sang, it's me." Scar thoughtful.

Soon the door opened, and an old man who looked to be at least seventy or eighty years old appeared in the doorway.

He looked at Scar Zhou, then looked at Lin Su with a little vigilance in his eyes, and asked, "Who is he?" ”

"My friend, my own people." Scar thoughtful.

The old man nodded, and while leaning sideways to open the door, he said, "Come in." ”

The two entered the house, and Lin Su looked around.

It's very basic, but it's clean, almost spotless.

In addition to the strong smell of tobacco, there is also a faint fragrance in the room.

This fragrance is not the smell of perfume, but the smell of a certain spice.

It seems that in addition to the old man, there should be a girl in this family who is not in a big grade.

"Sit down." The old man beckoned the two to sit down.

Picking up the cigarette pot on the table, he lit it and took a few puffs, until the room was almost covered in smoke, and then he looked at Scar Zhou and opened his mouth.

"Zhou Wazi, what's the matter with you coming to me in the middle of the night?"

Scar said, "My brother and I want to go to the other side of the river. ”

"Huh?" The old man raised his eyebrows, looked Scar Zhou up and down, knocked the cigarette pot and asked, "Why are you going to the river?" ”

Scar Zhou didn't explain, opened the black bag, took out two bottles of good wine, and then took out a pack of fine tobacco leaves, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of the old man.

"Ah Sangong, you look at the arrangement, we have to cross the river tonight."

Seeing that he didn't say what he was doing over there, the old man didn't ask much.

Glancing at the things on the table, he said, "It's not been peaceful over there lately." ”

Scar Zhou smiled when he heard this, took out an envelope from his bag and handed it to the old man.

The old man pinched the thickness of the envelope, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he turned his head and shouted at a closed door.

"Sister."

Soon a girl dressed in minority costumes with her hair held high walked out.

The girl looks like she is about sixteen or seventeen years old, and her big eyes are really lovely.

"Take them to the black baby." The old man said.