An intermediary, a special profession that is always neutral for the sake of commissions. / They are responsible for semi-commercial activities that connect both supply and demand, with the aim of reaching an agreement between the two parties.

Each intermediary must firmly maintain his or her neutrality, otherwise the intermediary ceases to be an intermediary.

As the earth-emperor of Dadab, Moore has long since become the most qualified intermediary. When someone is ready to export hard labor, they will find Moore and ask him to contact the buyer; When someone needs hard labor, Moore will be approached and asked to contact the seller.

When someone needs information, they will find Moore and spend money to buy it; When someone needs to sell information, they will also find Moore and ask him to sell.

If you don't follow Moore's rules, then you can't do any activity here. He has his own armament, has the right to speak officially, and knows the benefits of maintaining good rules.

A typical middleman, under the subtlety of the rules, steadily occupies the world refugee camp of Dadaab, and makes a fortune by relying on the refugee economy.

The Somali Liberal Party's message was bought from Moore and sold by a third party.

Xu Haibo provided a lot of assistance to Marcus for his daughter, and he couldn't hide it at all, there was always a wall in the world that was ventilated. It can be said that there is no news in the whole Dadab that Moore does not know, and he buys these messages at a low price to sort them out, and then sells them to those who need them most to maximize profits.

However, he does know the importance of rules, knowing that Xu Yibing's father is very rich, but he does not get involved in anything. Because he can't break the rules, otherwise he can't guarantee the damage that the chain reaction may cause to him.

It is for this reason that many people, including Macaron, the leader of the Somali Liberal Party, still choose to trust him, despite their greed, despite their resentment of his greed.

Twenty kilometers south of Dadaab.

It's an abandoned aid station that has survived a fire, but only a brick house with ventilation on all sides remains.

This is the place where Xiao Yuanchao and others negotiated with the Somali Liberal Party, and the first contact was built in just ** hours under the guidance of Moore, who has a very good reputation.

"Let me introduce me." Moore, who had gauze tied to both shoulders, lay on a chair and smiled at each other: "This is Marshal Macaron of the Somali Liberal Party, and his deputy, General Allen; This is Mr. Marcus from the Angel Rescue Station, and his deputy, Mr. Shaw. Marshal Macaron did not bring any soldiers, showing sincerity. In the same way, Mr. Marcus came only with his deputy, and he was just as sincere. My soldiers were deployed 10 kilometers away to prevent any unrelated people from disturbing the negotiations. ”

The concise opening remarks were made to reassure each other, and such negotiations Moore organized many times, taking advantage of his credibility in Dadaab.

"What happened yesterday is deeply regrettable and regrettable, but it has happened, and it can never be reversed." Moore looked at Macaron and said, "Marcus and Mr. Xiao hope to be able to exchange the captured rescue station children and their medical staff." Marshal Macaron, on the other hand, hoped to be able to get enough sincerity and guarantee the absolute safety of the hostages. This is a very fair conversation, and I hope that both parties will be able to make an appointment to discuss the matter. I don't want to see conflict, let alone war, rules are important. ”

After saying that, Moore signaled that the negotiations could proceed freely. His mission was accomplished, and for the time being he was just an intermediary.

Marshal Macaron of the Somali Liberal Party looked at Marcus with a proud expression, and the index finger of his right hand tapped lightly on the table.

It's a pity that Xiao Yuanchao and Marcus want to laugh when they see this appearance, although Macaron is very burly, strong, and has a hideous scar on his face.

I want to laugh not because of the other party's arrogance, but because of the other party's marshal status. It's a bit funny that the leader of an armed organization dares to call himself a marshal.

According to Moore, the Somali Liberal Party has only more than 200 people in total, which is extremely weak compared to any pirate organization in Somalia. If they had been tough, I'm afraid they would have gone on to take on the more promising profession of piracy.

"I slaughtered your aid station, and I also plundered the child soldiers, including the medical lady hiding in the Red Cross refugee camp." Macaron stopped tapping his index finger on the table, glanced at Marcus with disdain, and said, "I can release, and I'm still a very reputable person." They were all very nice, including the beautiful young lady. ”

"A million!" Xiao Yuanchao stretched out a finger and said, "Dollars!" ”

"Hahahaha......" Macaron laughed and shook his head.

"Three million dollars!" Xiao Yuanchao stretched out three fingers.

Macaron shrugged his shoulders and pouted slightly, still dissatisfied.

"Five million dollars!" Xiao Yuanchao stretched out five fingers and said to Macaron: "Five million dollars is already higher than the pirate's ransom, and it is far higher, and it will be very difficult if it is more." ”

Marcus was not in charge of the negotiations, and Xiao Yuanchao was in charge of the negotiations. The basis of Xiao Yuanchao's negotiations was based on the ransom demanded by Somali pirates, and the ransom was increased.

Under normal circumstances, Somali pirates would pay between $2 million and $4 million for a cargo ship. If the hijacking is a freighter with special items, such as weapons, etc., it is sky-high.

So $5 million is a good fit, and the price is absolutely fine.

"Hahaha......" Macaron laughed, leaning back in his chair and shaking a finger outstretched.

Not satisfied, not satisfied with five million dollars.

For this negotiation, Xiao Yuanchao did not imagine how smooth it was, this time it was just contact, and he was sure that Xu Yibing was still safe.

"Marshal Macaron, we can only pay up to six million dollars, and we can't afford more." Xiao Yuanchao's face was embarrassed.

"I don't want money." Macaron finally spoke, he patted the table lightly, and said to Xiao Yuanchao: "I only need weapons and ammunition, and I use weapons and ammunition to exchange hostages!" ”

The macaron's tone was heavy, quite affirmative. He doesn't want ransom, just weapons and ammunition.

"This ......" Xiao Yuanchao deliberately looked embarrassed and hesitated.

"Ten rifles plus a thousand rounds of ammunition for a baby soldier, I have seventeen baby soldiers on my hands, you have to use one hundred and seventy rifles plus seventeen thousand rounds of ammunition in exchange. Remember, I don't want money, I just want guns, and only Russian AK rifles! ”

Macarons specify trading items, not mountains of bills, just guns and bullets, and as long as cheap but excellent performance AK rifles, quite surely.

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