Cleaver Beach, located near the Presidential Palace, is located near the Lahore Fort and the Royal Mosque, and is a beautiful place with many tourists every year.

Zhang Yi arrived here by plane, and with the foreign correspondent card provided by Canaan, he easily obtained a passage to visit Cliffor Beach.

Following the mark given by Sinasha, Zhang Yi found her, and the two met in a hotel.

"The situation in Pakistan is still calm, and even when they see our standard Chinese faces, they can still remain friendly, I really don't know what kind of after-effects the mob's declaration will have."

The calmer Zhang Yi was, the more they didn't dare to be careless, and Snasha relied on her experience on many missions to judge that some suspicious halals appeared around Cleaver Beach from time to time.

You don't have to think about it to know that it must be people controlled by thugs wandering the streets and alleys, spying on spies from other countries at all times.

This also shows how much the thugs value his terrorist plan, and I wonder if the thugs have any plans to annex other terrorist organizations after taking in Anla.

"I'm only half a day ahead of you, and there was a big procession here in the morning, and their Servant of Truth, Abdul Alimu, was there at the procession, so I guess the thug was around here at the time, and he must not have been worried that Abdul Alimu would be in contact with the fanatical believers of Anla alone."

Because Abdul Alimu must be used to control the top of the Pakistani authorities, the mob cannot attack Abdul Alimu, and the Terminator R will definitely attract attention every time it is dispatched, no matter how you look at it, it is more likely that the thugs will personally stare at Abdul Alimu.

"Okay, then let's focus on Cleaver Beach to search for traces of the mob's haunts, and it would be great if we could find his lair along the way."

The two made up their minds, and Zhang Yi divided a search area for him and Snasha according to the map, and the two began to act separately.

Since one of them is in the name of a visiting reporter, and the other is in the name of Dr. You Fang, the disguise of appearance is naturally focused on their own fake identities.

Zhang Yi is wearing a vest and plaid shirt at the moment, with a single-lens reflex hanging around his neck, and he habitually takes out a voice recorder to compare wherever he goes, looking very much like a reporter from the outside.

The Pakistani irons were also very enthusiastic when they saw Zhang Yi, and Zhang Yi took the opportunity to talk to them in fluent Baji.

Zhang Yi arrived at the Royal Mosque with a long queue in front of him, and he probably guessed that it was a day when the halals were celebrating together.

Zhang Yi took off his shoes and wrapped his headscarf and walked in slowly, and in an instant, he found a few fanatics with flashing eyes from the crowd, and secretly marked these people with danger in his heart, and at the same time he didn't forget what he was here for, shooting and observing all the way, until he accidentally caught a familiar figure from the crowd.

"Thugs!" Zhang Yi's pupils constricted, and he almost followed directly with a conditioned reflex.

But when he found out that the few fanatics hiding in the team hurriedly followed, he almost stopped his footsteps.

It was not the right time for the thug to have someone around him, and if he rushed up and exposed himself for no reason, it would definitely arouse the caution of the thug, and a few fanatical believers would come to a head if he pestered him.

Let's stay behind the thugs and figure out where the thugs are located.

Just do it, Zhang Yi quietly chased after him while the people around him were not aware of it, and at the same time sent a code to Sinasha, signaling her to approach the thug from another direction.

Today's activities held by the halals were very lively, and Zhang Yi almost lost the thugs several times during the crowd.

Although he was bent on finding out where the thugs had landed, the thugs were also very cunning, and they quickly exited after passing through some homestay-like buildings.

Zhang Yi couldn't figure out his purpose because of his general performance, so he had to press his temperament again.

"Hello sir, would you like to buy a bouquet of flowers?"

When Zhang Yi was still staring at the thugs, a woman in a black gauze walked in front of her, she carried a basket as if she was selling flowers, and ran to Zhang Yi to sell it without knowing what she wanted.

Zhang Yi knew that the tradition of Pakistan was that strange men could not touch the opposite sex casually, so he had to politely back down and gesture by the way to show that he didn't need it.

The flower seller quickly left, but the kung fu thugs who turned around disappeared directly into the sea of people.

"Alas, I still lost it." Zhang Yi was a little annoyed, but he could only reflect on what he had gone wrong.

He didn't have to look back to guess that the appearance of the flower seller was not accidental, and it was also that in a group of Pakistanis, he would definitely be noticed with a Chinese face, and it was certain that he would be paid more attention.

"Snatha, how's your situation going over there?"

"Tracking failed, what about you?"

Hearing Sinasha's words, Zhang Yi suddenly regained his balance.

"Me too, I was discovered, it seems that Pakistan is singing and dancing on the surface, but there is still a dark tide in private, and today I found a lot of Anla's fanatical believers in the crowd alone."

"I'm going to look for you, and since our foreign faces have become the object of their watchful eye, there's no point in separating them." ”

"Okay, I've opened the positioning, you come to me directly, I'll go to the beach first."

At this moment, Zhang Yi thought to himself, he didn't want to go back empty-handed if he couldn't keep up with the thugs, it was better to take advantage of the fact that there were many tourists on the beach, and he would find a suitable angle to take pictures of the situation in the presidential palace.

When Snarsha found it, Zhang Yi was still looking around for an angle, and Snasha couldn't help but smile and took the initiative to take the SLR.

"Let me do it, I'm a sniper, and I have a keen sense of this without a teacher."

Zhang Yi simply handed over the task of taking photos to Sinasha and looked around.

Unexpectedly, a big wave suddenly broke out on the crowded Cleaver Beach, which made the tourists who were originally playing on the beach immediately let out an exclamation and dodged to the side.

"Get out of the way, this wave is good, it actually washed up the jade shell!"

"Will there be pearls this time?"

Listening to the noise mixed with excitement sounding in his ears like a cheerful song, Zhang Yi was curious for a moment and couldn't help but stare at the pearl diver girl who walked to the beach to pick up shellfish through the crowd.

Coincidentally, a pearl diver felt that someone was watching them, and looked back directly with a bright smile, which made Zhang Yi stunned for a moment, and then raised his hand and waved it there.

The pearl diver didn't seem to expect that some tourists were so curious about their work, and her smile deepened, and she took the initiative to talk to Zhang Yi.

"Hello sir, do you look like you're from Zhongzhou? So are you from country H, or from China and R? ”

"I'm not from any country, I'm a foreign correspondent, and if I really want to talk about where I belong, it should be Canaan." Zhang Yi responded to her with a smile on his face, and his words did not leak.

Hearing this, the pearl diver nodded as if she didn't understand and introduced herself.

"That's the case, my name is Jemani, I don't know what your name is, Mr. Reporter, are you here for tourism in Pakistan, or are you planning to visit?"

"My name is Luo Tuo, and I originally wanted to go to your Pakistani presidential palace to find His Excellency the president for a visit, but unfortunately the daily tourist browsing activities outside the presidential palace have been canceled, so I can only take a few photos of the presidential palace here, as if this trip was not in vain."

This time, Jemani smiled when she heard his words, "That's really a coincidence, our batch of pearls is to be collected to be dedicated to His Excellency the President, if you really want to interview His Excellency the President, Mr. Reporter, you might as well follow us." ”