The magpie rushed forward, and instantly appeared at a distance from Wang Hong.

Wang Hong shouted in the direction where the magpie was running: "Where are you going?"

Then Wang Hong watched the magpie leap up, and a tumbling stepped on the container and rushed into the distance.

The magpie's leap is much more graceful than that of the black-robed man who can go to high places, and it is lighter and more graceful.

The police officers in the cordon felt a phantom flicker above them, but when they raised their heads, they saw nothing.

It was magpies jumping over their heads, and they didn't even make a sound except for a flash.

The rest of the black-robed men disembarked from the cargo ship one after another, and the ten of them gathered together to discuss something.

Wang Hong remembered what the magpie had said, and slowly leaned over, saying in English that the person they were looking for should have been smuggled from China on this cargo ship.

The ten black-robed people ignored Wang Hong, and after Wang Hong finished speaking, he found that everyone had no reaction to his words.

Reluctantly, he walked towards the sightseeing car, wanting to sit in the car and wait for the magpie to come back.

When the black-robed people saw Wang Hong walking to the sightseeing car, one of them chased after him and told Wang Hong that the matter here was no longer in their hands. There will be humans who take over the rest and take them out now.

Wang Hong wanted to wait for the magpie, but saw ten black-robed people surrounding the car. Helplessly, he could only nod his head, and immediately ran to the sightseeing bus to leave the port with the black-robed people.

The magpie appears on the wall of the pier at this moment, and climbs down the wall to the outside of the pier. In front of you is a jumping road, and in front of the road is a hotel. The spot of light that he had encountered earlier was from the building above the hotel, and the magpie understood that someone was peeking from it.

......

Half an hour before the hotel above the building.

A man with sunglasses was sitting in the room smoking a cigarette, and there were more than 300 people in front of him, some standing and some sitting, all waiting for something anxiously.

The man's mobile phone suddenly remembered, the man picked up the phone, said a few words, and then said in English to the more than 300 people in front of him, indicating that the people downstairs were coming.

The man was on top of the building, watching as the number three hundred entered the three container trucks in order.

The man took out his mobile phone and made a call, indicating that all the people had been transferred to Malaifu on the other end of the phone. His mission was completed, and he asked if he could evacuate.

On the phone, the middle-aged man said in English not to leave yet, but to go to the office next door to observe the port with a telescope. It seems that someone who shouldn't have come has come, and observed them leaving until they left. If there is an emergency, call back immediately to explain, remember not to be discovered.

The man hung up the phone and threw the cigarette he had just smoked to the ground and stomped on it.

Exiting the room in the hall, I entered the office next to it.

The office is much smaller, but it looks very luxurious.

The carpets are all animal skins, and there is an astronomical telescope by the window.

The man walked through the window, still staring at the bottom of the hotel, and the three container trucks were still carrying people at the moment.

Seeing that it would take a little more time to walk through, the man grabbed the binoculars and took off the dust covers on both sides.

He took off his sunglasses and put them aside, followed by a box of cigarettes in his pocket.

The man who took off his sunglasses leaned over to look at the camera, and could see the harbor in the distance, but it was very blurry.

The man tried to adjust the telescope, and the picture slowly became clearer.

The man pushed the binoculars and slowly moved to the port gate.

The conspicuous car stopped at the port gate, and a group of black-robed people got out of the car.

All this was seen in the eyes of the man, and the man gritted his teeth and shouted: "fuck, kill"

The black-robed men entered the harbor in groups, led by a black-robed leader.

Then I talked to the people who got off a sightseeing bus, and then they all got on the sightseeing bus and drove inside.

The man began to adjust the telescope to catch up with the sightseeing car, and after trying for a while, the man gave up.

Withdrawing his head from the binoculars, he took out a cigarette from the cigarette case next to him and took a few puffs.

Then he pointed the telescope directly at Area G with a cordon, waiting for the group of black-robed people to arrive again in a sightseeing car.

During this period, the man smoked cigarettes one by one, and his impatience and anxiety were vividly reflected on the man's face.

From time to time, the man would stand up and look down at the three container trucks.

After ten minutes of waiting, a pack of cigarettes was missing half a pack.

Finally, the sightseeing car appeared in the G area, and the man continued to keep his eyes on the binoculars.

Then the black-robed man got out of the car and entered the cordon, and the man found one of the black-robed men with his hood off.

This man seemed to be their leader, as the black-robed man scattered in search of clues.

The ringleader seemed to be talking to a port worker, and he quickly became the target of the man.

The black-robed man who took off his hood talked for a moment and walked to the container close to the side.

The man's brow furrowed a lot, for he could clearly see through his binoculars that there was a cargo ship behind the container.

The next move of the black-robed man made the man continue to speak foul language in English.

The other black-robed people also surrounded him, and the man unconsciously twitched the moment he moved the container.

The man began to stare at the binoculars, reached for the cigarette case and pulled out the cigarette. Then he grabbed the lighter, fumbled for it, lit it, put it in his mouth and smoked twice, and the whole operation man always put his eyes in the camera and did not withdraw it.

The man began to tremble nervously, because at this moment the black-robed man seemed to have spotted the cargo ship not far away.

When the first black-robed man to take off his hood ran to the cargo ship, the black-robed men came to the cargo ship in their own way.

Sweat began to drip from the man's forehead, and a feeling of uneasiness spread throughout his body.

Then the black-robed men threw the chains with a series of combinations, and the man sighed the moment he connected to the cargo ship. The black-robed men began to climb onto the cargo ship.

The man withdrew from the lens of the telescope, pulled out his mobile phone and began to dial the phone.

As soon as the phone was answered, the man nervously held a cigarette and said in English that the cargo ship had been found.

As soon as these words came out, the pot exploded on the other end of the phone, and many people could be heard talking.

After a few moments, the cacophony of discussions did not end, but the man on the other end of the line said that the man continued to observe and hung up.

Helpless, the man could only continue to poke his head into the camera.

At this moment, all the black-robed people could be seen entering the cargo ship, and the man adjusted the camera slightly upwards and continued to smoke one by one.

When it was time to extinguish the cigarette butt, the man did not look at the cigarette. Instead, he pressed the cigarette butt against the barrel of the telescope and snuffed it out, and then threw it on the ground when he touched it without temperature. After that, he continued to take out the cigarette from the cigarette case, light it with a lighter, and put it into his mouth.

The man had just taken a deep breath of his cigarette, but found that the black-robed man with his hood off had actually come out and got off the cargo ship at this moment.

The man adjusted the telescope with the cigarette in his hand, and when he withdrew his hand, the cigarette butt hit the knob.