I don't know how Mrs. Jones could trust this smith so much, but I knew I couldn't go to see him, so I sent her another message: Please change it!

I know she's a smart person, and she knows I'm in crisis, but she insists on not going to see Smith, she should know what I mean, if it's not that I don't want to meet, it must be that I can't see it.

Then she replied with a text message: Then the only way to go to the city of D in country D and find Mr. Pippen, the ambassador to country D on the other side of the ocean.

I don't know how far it is from City D, but I guess it's right to always face south, so I texted her back: OK.

After shutting it off, I put my phone back in my pocket and waited quietly for my chance.

Because the road around me is facing north-south, one side is facing the north of the village of D, and the other side is the hinterland of country D facing the south.

Village D is a drug processing base, and if these two trucks are loaded with drugs, they will only be transported out and not inside.

I judged that this small village was the drug warehouse of Village D, where all the drugs on the D floor were stored and then shipped to other places, so I was going to try to climb up after the truck started.

To do this, I had to go around to the front of the village.

So I went back the way I came, climbed into the mountain again, and after going over a hill, when I got back to the side of the road, almost a thousand meters past the village, I lay down on the grass by the side of the road and waited.

I thought that their goods would be loaded quickly, and they would leave immediately, but I didn't expect that after waiting for a long time, the goods seemed to be loaded, but they didn't leave, and I was starving all the time, and even had to endure the bites of flies and insects.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning that I heard another sound at the entrance of the village, first the sound of the motorcycle motor, then the sound of the truck starting, and after a while, two motorcycles opened the road in front, and the truck slowly drove out, and the back of the truck seemed to be followed by a car.

I thought that at most the motorcycles would open the way and the trucks would follow, so I could try to climb into the trucks, either in the back of the car or on the roof, and let them take as far as I could, and now that there was a car behind me, I felt a little confused.

But when the truck drove to my side and was about to accelerate, the sedan was still around the corner, I didn't have time to think about it, and immediately flew to the side and climbed to the roof of the truck, and when I just climbed to the roof, the car behind me happened to follow, probably because the lights attracted the attention of the truck driver, so when I got in the car, he didn't notice at all.

This is the kind of container-style truck, the whole outside is covered with iron sheets, and there are only a few iron crossbars on the roof, and I can only make sure that I don't get thrown off by holding on to the iron crossbars with both hands and my feet.

Although the climate here is much higher than in China, the night breeze is also cool because it has not completely left the mountains, and the speed of the truck is getting faster and faster, and the oncoming wind makes me shiver, and at this moment, I really feel hungry and cold.

I hurriedly used the Xiao Zhou Tian Dan Technique, not only to keep warm, but also to increase energy in my body.

The truck drove for about an hour, and suddenly stopped in front of a checkpoint, and saw that there were not only police officers in front of me, but also the army, and I thought to myself, if I passed the customs smoothly, it would be okay, and if it was discovered, I would only report to the other party as an eyewitness that the truck was transporting drugs.

Unexpectedly, the two cars behind immediately drove to the front, and a person came out of it, and after handing a document to the guards at the checkpoint, the two trucks were released.

Now I believe more in what Ma Xiaoyan said, if there is no relationship in country D, it is impossible for the Flush mercenaries to enter Village D, it seems that even if I have to do so, I have to keep an eye on it, in case I fall into the hands of the mercenaries, I will not be able to escape.

The truck drove for almost an hour and finally came to a larger city, I don't know if it was a county seat or a city, but it felt like the truck was not heading towards the city, but continued along the edge of the road.

Because it was already two or three o'clock in the morning, there were hardly any other vehicles on the road except for this small convoy, and the car was driving faster and faster, and at the same time I felt that the wind in front of me was getting stronger and colder, and I suddenly thought, could this be driving in the direction of the sea?

If so, I think I should follow the drugs aboard the ship, because I think Mrs. Jones must have said hello to Smith, and if I hadn't waited for him to find him, perhaps he would have thought that Mrs. Smith would have asked me to find the ambassador instead.

This car clearly transported drugs, and actually passed through the checkpoint so smoothly, which shows how powerful they are, if Smith sends someone to keep an eye on the embassy, I'm afraid I will be caught in the net again, it is better to follow this batch of drugs and leave country D first.

Sure enough, after about half an hour of traveling, another city appeared in front of it, and from a distance, the city seemed to be more prosperous, and it was brightly lit everywhere, and after driving for a while, I could see the lighthouse in the distance, which was obviously a seaside city, and the convoy was still traveling around the perimeter, and soon entered the port.

I saw a freighter flying the flag of the island country moored on the wharf of the port, it seemed that this batch of drugs was destined for the island country, and the wharf was full of mercenaries standing guard, their armbands were all playing cards.

As the truck was turning, I noticed that there were several trucks parked next to it, and when I was only more than two meters away from those trucks, I jumped on the truck next to me and got out of the convoy.

After a while, the truck stopped on the side of the freighter, and I suddenly saw several cars parked next to me, both Westerners and D-country people, especially two young D-country women, standing there with a Westerner on the left and right, and I suddenly realized that the Westerner might be Smith, and the two women standing beside him were Naikun's wife and the most beautiful Qingren.

Smith did not wear a military uniform, but a suit, but he could not hide his burly figure, standing next to him was a very elegant Westerner, and then I saw that there seemed to be an embassy car next to it, I guessed that the person might be Mrs. Jones asked me to find a big thing.

I immediately got out of the roof of the car and crept my way towards them, and in a place close to them, but well hidden, I pulled out my phone and took a few pictures in a row, which I sent to Mrs. Jones.

I was worried that she was asleep, so I dialed her phone again, and when she answered, I had to turn off the phone immediately, because it was too close for them to hear me.

After a while, Mrs. Jones sent me a text message back: "The two people you photographed, one is the ambassador and the other is Smith, they are both CIA spies, you can go to either of them directly, and they will send you to Kyoto."

I immediately replied with a message: Do you know that they are co-selling drugs?

Mrs. Jones immediately replied with a message: it was not clear, and that this kind of thing was not allowed by the CIA, and it was supposed to be their private behavior.

I then asked: If they ship drugs to the island country, does that affect you?

Mrs. Jones replied: Of course, if they handle it, and the drugs are rampant here, once they are seized by the police of the island country, they will be involved in the Far East Station, which will not only be unfavorable to me, but will even frame me.

I couldn't help but scold: Damn, then you still push me towards them?

Mrs. Jones replied, "They used to be good friends with Jones, and I had to turn to them for help."

At this time, they started to move the goods from the truck, but I also knew that I had more than 10 tons of goods, and they couldn't all be drugs, and they must have hidden the pictures in the cargo.

I immediately took more than a dozen photographs of the wharf, the freighter, and the cargo handling to Mrs. Jones, and I thought she would know what was going on when she saw the mercenaries standing guard at the wharf.

Then Mrs. Jones asked me, "What are you going to do now?" Do you want to leave Country D on your own, or do you need other help from me?

I thought about it for a moment and replied: I'd better figure it out myself.

In fact, I have already thought about it, that is, I will follow this trip to the island country, but the problem is that I suddenly have a trace of anxiety in my heart, since their ambassador and mercenaries are in cahoots, and they are all CIA people, I am afraid that Mrs. Jones is not telling the truth, and these two people are probably not only friends with Jones, but also with Mrs. Jones.

Thinking of Naikun's defection to Jones at the beginning, Ma Xiaoyan's statement is that Naikun was almost a substitute for Jones, and later Jones died, and Mrs. Jones did not contact Naikun, but from another aspect, it is not impossible for her to collude with the ambassador and Smith, directly seize Naikun's base, and then join forces to smuggle drugs.

Once this kind of thing is exposed, it will not only involve Mrs. Jones's personal problems, but even affect the external image of their country, although Mrs. Jones can be said to be benevolent and loving to me, but when it comes to the fundamental interests of her and their country, who can guarantee that she will not betray me?

So I kept an eye on it and didn't tell her about my plan.

After the cargo was basically loaded, an islander got off the freighter, took a suitcase and handed it to Smith, after Smith opened it and looked at it, you had already shaken him goodbye, and then including Smith, the ambassador and the other mercenaries, immediately left in a car, and the convoy of transport also drove out of the dock.

Obviously, they agreed to deliver the goods at the dock, and after boarding the ship, it would go to the island nation, and when the whole dock was quiet, and seeing that there were still crew members on the side of the ship taking turns patrolling, I found a gap and climbed directly up the stern cable to arrive at the goods.

At dawn, the freighter quietly left the dock.