Luke and the young staff arrived at the garage, and the young staff gestured, "Your car is here." ”

Luke pointed to the driver's seat, "Drive, take me out." ”

Young employee: "Huh? ”

Moments later, an extended Lincoln drove out of the garage.

Throwing the knife on the co-pilot, he said, "Okay, park the car in the underground parking lot in front." ”

He didn't know how to use this car, but just spent some money to get rid of the manager in order to save time.

Once in the underground parking lot, he chased away the young employee who had gotten the last roll of extra money, and threw the car keys directly into Lincoln's locker.

Anyway, the young employee said that the car rental company has a positioning system, and they will naturally find it when the time comes, so he doesn't have to bother to return the car with this fake identity.

Getting on the second-hand Polonaise next to him, Luke headed southeast.

Looking at the notebook, Miss Beth's Mercedes-Benz sports car passed the route, the corners of his mouth curled: "Decisive is the willful Miss." ”

Along the way, his mood was still relatively relaxed.

There is no absolute goal for this operation, and it is also a matter of whether Miss Beth has an accident or not.

The open windows are full of summer breath, and the scenery of Poland in July is quite beautiful.

The roadside is full of greenery, and occasionally some buildings with orange-red roofs and white beige walls, or square or round cute shapes, make them look like small castles in fairy tale books, full of dreamlike atmosphere.

Luke could only sigh and couldn't stay.

In fact, Warsaw's cultural scenery and artistic atmosphere are no worse than Paris, and it is also the art capital that many painters like to visit.

If you have time, you can come back and play here for two days. He thought so in his heart.

At nightfall, Luke dropped his second-hand poloniz in Poland and quietly crossed the border into Slovakia.

He pulled out a Vespa pedal from the storage space, a second-hand item he bought with Polonaise, and he made it all the way to Slovakia for more than 100 kilometers.

A street sign finally appeared not far away - "Natural hot springs, Noria town scenery, welcome!" ”

He turned his head around and drove onto the small road.

After walking for dozens of minutes, I arrived at a small town, which, like many European towns, was ancient and small, full of literary and artistic atmosphere.

Luke rode his motorcycle, passing through the streets without hurrying, analyzing the various lines of smell coming from the air, and slowly passed through the town.

On the eastern edge of town, he turned off the small pedal.

Looking at a gloomy and dark forest, those tall trees are straight or curved, and they are full of shadows at night, like demons and monsters.

Luke didn't stop and walked straight into the woods.

Walking out of a few dozen meters, a small bonfire burned in a pit, occasionally making a beeping sound, and next to the fire were small sheds made of various iron sheets and wooden planks, about twenty or thirty.

Luke walked into the pit.

There was a sound of rustling, and children came out of those small sheds.

There were men and women, big and small, about seven or eight in number, but the oldest was only in his early teens, and the youngest seemed to be only five or six years old.

The children stared at Luke in silence, and no one said a word.

Luke finally spoke: "I want to ask for some news, three American girls, in their early twenties, who showed up here from yesterday to today. ”

Silence continued.

Luke fumbled in his pocket, took an extra roll of green bills in his hand, and threw it directly to a boy who was about ten years old: "Payment." ”

The boy reacted quickly, grabbed the knife, tore off the band, and quickly pulled it with his hand.

Only then did he raise his head: "This money is not enough." ”

Luke chuckled and threw another roll of American knives over.

The boy caught it, checked it again, nodded, and said, "OK, we've seen these three women, they came here yesterday to soak in the hot springs, and they left east in the afternoon." ”

Luke raised his eyebrows, took out another roll of American knives from his pocket, and gently tossed it in his hand: "Height, appearance, and dress, as long as you can say right, this is also yours." ”

The boy rolled his eyes and nodded, "No problem." A brunette square face, a blonde pointed face, and a ...... A little old, a lot of wrinkles on the forehead, how can I ......"

Luke suddenly stepped back, stuffed the money in his pocket, stretched out his hands, grabbed the back of the necks of the two older boys behind him, and lifted them.

The two older boys fell to the ground with their iron rods held high in their hands, waving their limbs in the air in horror on their faces.

Luke grinned, "Good, I like unruly people the most." ”

Throwing the two older children away, he took it under his armpit, and a P226 appeared in his hand, aiming at the child who collected the money: "Now, tell me where the three girls are, or you will be the first to die." ”

Speaking of this, he looked left and right, and nodded in satisfaction: "There are a lot of people." If you don't say one, you will replace the next, and I think there will always be people here who want to live. ”

As he spoke, he raised the three fingers of his left hand: "I'll count three times, and if I don't answer, I'll ask someone else!" ”

"One ......"

"I said." The boy at gunpoint immediately shouted.

"Yes, you'll be able to answer." Luke nodded in satisfaction, stepped forward and picked him up, and walked more than ten meters away.

However, the muzzle of the P226 in his hand was always pointed at the campfire.

After more than ten minutes, Luke's questioning ended.

He stretched out his hand and took out the two rolls of American knives he had given him from the pocket of the child's head, and then took out the rolls of American knives that he had put back from his pocket.

Dangling the three rolls of knives in front of the child's head, Luke threw one of them back at the child's head.

"Look, I'm a very trustworthy person." The muzzle of the gun in his hand was pointed at the child's head: "I gave the promised reward." ”

Although his life was in danger, the child's eyes involuntarily looked at the remaining two rolls of American knives.

Luke sighed, "It's punishment. The original business of 1,200 US dollars was made into 400 US dollars by you, are you distressed? ”

Looking at the chagrin in the child's eyes, he was satisfied.

Regret is also a punishment, and the taste is timeless and unforgettable.

He knocked on the door of the child's head with the muzzle of the gun: "Perhaps, the next time the four hundred dollars of knives are for your companions, you won't need them." ”

With that, he turned and walked out of the woods.

A group of children watched his back disappear, and then they all looked at the banknotes in the hands of the children's heads, and they all felt a sense of heartache: it was three rolls just now! Now it's a volume. This is a beautiful knife!

The child's head noticed the gaze of his companions and shouted angrily, "Didn't we all do this before? And he was asking about the news of the group, why didn't you take the initiative to tell him just now? ”

All the children trembled and bowed their heads in silence.

After the child said this, he also became apprehensive in his heart. 8)