All Chapters_Chapter 226 Altitude Sickness

Ah Cuo and his party only stayed in Beijing for one day, and when Ah Cuo went to the sanatorium to chat with her grandfather for most of the day, Lu Chenyu also went to meet her father, who was busy preparing to open a restaurant, surrounded by seven or eight bodyguards. However, after the reunion, there was no wine, and the group took a plane to Lhasa that night. On the way, Lao Zheng was still accompanied, but after getting off the plane, others were fine, and Sun Desheng's altitude sickness came out. He had some difficulty breathing, and it took him some breathing at the airport to recover after taking some oxygen.

The staff of the local government office who picked up the plane at the Lhasa airport had already investigated hundreds of European and American men in Tibet before they came. With the exception of a few reports that have not yet been submitted, as far as the available intelligence goes, Victor. Sassoon did not appear in Tibet. However, it is not excluded that this person is hiding in some inaccessible area, but in that case, the difficulty of finding Victor will increase by more than a half.

Although there is no news of Victor for the time being, there is now a general direction. Since graduating from university, Victor has been to Tibet four times. Except for one entry from Nepal, the other three were from Beijing or Shanghai. He is now investigating where he has been on several occasions, hoping to find this person when Victor returns to his old place.

After checking in, Sun Desheng said to Lao Zheng while inhaling oxygen: "I also want to check the new mobile phone signal for foreign communication in the past month, not that I said, the international number is too obvious, and Victor should have applied for a domestic mobile phone number in the name of a local." Just check the phone records that suddenly appeared outside the month......"

After Lao Zheng shook his head, he said to the languishing Sun Desheng: "Fatty, who still makes foreign-related calls now?" It's the Internet era. You can talk by video in autumn and autumn, you don't need to spend money and save trouble, as long as there is a network, even people can see it. ”

Sun Desheng had oxygen tubes inserted in both nostrils, and he gasped as he said, "Then Victor has long been finished, and you can find him with any IP address." By the way, focus on those that have only made ten phone calls. If he's here, he won't be able to escape this ......."

Just when Sun Desheng arranged for Lao Zheng to check the phone number, the hotel staff brought a little Tibetan girl, saying that someone dragged her to give a small gift to a Han man named Lin Cuo. Sun Desheng, who was lying on the sofa and hummed, jumped up directly and shouted at Ah Cuo: "Little Zhizi, open the world......"

At this time, Ah Cuo also understood what was going on, Sun Desheng's words had not yet been finished, Ah Cuo had already opened the world with the ability of Lu Chenyu's memory beside him. After seeing that everything around him was still, Ah Cuo walked outside the door of the guest room. I saw a little Tibetan girl of twelve or thirteen years old standing behind the waiter.

The little girl was holding a box that seemed to contain a cake in her hand, and a little green smile appeared on her face, not knowing that she was holding a tool to send the living to heaven. After glancing at the little Tibetan girl, Ah Cuo took a very uncoordinated hairpin on her body in his hand, and then took the box in her hand. When I opened the box, there was actually a chocolate-flavored cake inside.

From the surface of the cake, there was nothing wrong with it, and Ah Cuo was a little puzzled in his heart. Could it be that he and Sun Desheng are thinking too much?

At that moment, Ah Cuo picked up a toothpick from the fruit bowl on the table, and used it to tentatively insert it from the bottom of the cake a few times. The first time I noticed the problem, the chocolate cream was not a cake base, and after the cream was removed, a delicate explosive device appeared in front of Ah Cuo's eyes.

Although Ah Cuo didn't know how to defuse the bomb, he had previous experience with Monroe on the plane. He also understood that the bomb would not explode when time stopped, and found a lighter-sized device inside the explosive device. The object suspected of explosives was put away at the moment, and then the explosive device was completely dismantled, and no objects similar to explosives were found.

After making sure it was safe, Ah Cuo let the time run again. The frightened screams of the little Tibetan girl immediately sounded outside, and just as everyone went out to check what was going on, Ah Cuo took out the 'explosives' wrapped in the empire and a dismantled explosive device, put them in front of Sun Desheng, and said, "This is what the little girl brought outside the door." You should know each other, right? ”

"You're giving me too much face," Sun Desheng laughed, and then called an executor with blasting experience to come over and let him identify the contents of Ah Cuo's hand.

After carefully identifying the things in Ah Cuo's hand, the man took a deep breath, unconsciously took a step back, felt the gaffe and pointed to the object suspected of explosives in Ah Cuo's hand with a blush and said: "This is HNBW explosives, which are generally used to cause air crashes." Although the power is not very large, the power of the explosion is suspiciously enough to kill people within ten meters. Sir, I suggest that the explosives on your hands should be handled by a professional, if they cause an explosion. It's really hard to imagine the consequences......"

"I see, then you can deal with it." After making eye contact with Sun Desheng beside him, Ah Cuo handed the small explosive piece to the executor who was already breaking out in a cold sweat. After watching him carefully walk away one by one, he handed the hairpin he was holding in his hand to Sun Desheng: "You are well-informed, is the one on it a pinhole camera?" ”

"That's right, it looks like I need to put on a better pose......" Sun Desheng pulled the oxygen tube out of his nose, and after taking a breath, he gritted his teeth and smiled at the camera. There was no silent device on this camera, and at that moment Sun Desheng found a pen and paper and wrote on it in English - don't worry, we will meet soon. With the angle of the camera, the person in charge of monitoring them can see this sentence. Then Sun Desheng slammed the hairpin to the ground and smashed it hard.

gave the little Tibetan girl at the door a 200 yuan fee, and asked the hotel staff to coax her away. Sun Desheng lost what happened just now to Lao Zheng, who came over, and after hearing that he had just walked in front of the ghost gate, the muscles on Lao Zheng's face jumped a few times irregularly. Immediately afterwards, he began to arrange for someone to investigate who had come into contact with the little Tibetan girl.

"It's useless...... Sun Desheng waved his hand to let Lao Zheng sit down, and then snapped his fingers and said to Lao Zheng: "First, it can't be arranged by Victor personally, and now no one who wants to be low-key can't recognize him, and it's impossible to be stupid to this extent." Second, the explosion just now did not sound, and the people outside had already run away. Third, you don't have to do this, last night and tomorrow morning, Victor will kill the bastard who used the little girl. It's not that I said, Victor doesn't need a fool......"

After Sun Desheng finished speaking, he first took a few breaths, and then inserted the oxygen tube back into his nostrils, and after this breath was smoothed, he continued to Lao Zheng: "But now that they are making such a fuss, I am more sure that Victor is in Tibet, so let's check according to what we said just now, this is your strength." I must find out. ”

After watching Lao Zheng leave, Sun Desheng continued to say weakly to Ah Cuo: "Xiao Zhenzi, I can't do it, I have to lie down for two hours to slow down." Unless I'm asleep, don't call me, who's that, come and help me......"

A few kilometers from the hotel, in a guest house, a young Tibetan man walked into a private room. Inside was a brown-skinned South American, who was stunned for a moment when he saw this young Tibetan man, and then said to the visitor in English, "Do we know each other?" Who invited you in. ”

The Tibetan youth ignored the South American's words, he turned around and closed the door, turned around, and said to the South American: "I don't need idiot ......" When he spoke, the silent pistol in his hand made several muffled sounds, and the South American shot in the eyebrows, and fell to the ground without humming......