Hanging up the phone, Lin Meng carried the box he was carrying to the bed in the center of the room. The pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info "click" twice, and opened the box. There were a few pieces of clothes stuffed in the box randomly, and he grabbed the clothes out casually, revealing the partition at the bottom of the box, Lin Meng touched it with his hand, then picked up the prepared knife and cut it along the gap at the bottom of the box, and gently pried up the partition.

Inside the box were several things: a stack of brand new dollars, about 100,000 dollars, several passports of different nationalities, a carbonized tactical dagger, a pitch-black blade, a silver blade, all highlighting its sharpness and bloodthirstiness, and a Type 92 tactical pistol and five spare magazines.

Lin Meng picked up the dagger and gently rubbed it on the blade a few times, then put it aside; then picked up the tactical pistol and "clicked" the loaded and pulled the trigger, and repeated this twice before putting it aside; and finally pulled out a stack of US dollars, as for those passports, Lin Meng prepared for himself when the plan changed and ran away. After dealing with these, Lin Meng picked up the wine glass on the coffee table, raised his head and drank it all. Out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the mobile phone he found in the bathroom, Lin Meng thought about it and picked it up.

"Hey, hello, who are you looking for?" a cold middle-aged man's voice came.

"The tiger is coming down the mountain," Lin Meng said indifferently.

"Rats burrow, I'm a gopher" Hearing Lin Meng's words, he paused and said. "I'll pick you up at the gate at a quarter past nine tomorrow morning." After saying that, he hung up.

Hearing the blind sound on the phone, Lin Meng stuffed the phone back into his pocket, ready to pack up the scattered items on the bed and go to sleep, to stay energetic when performing tasks, especially before the jet lag came. Lin Meng is still very self-disciplined at this point.

After a night of nothing, Lin Meng got up early the next day, ate breakfast early, and after cleaning up, he pulled the box downstairs.

After checking out, the gentle greeting of the blonde beauty at the front desk echoed in his ears, and Lin Meng walked out of the hotel door. Looking around, I noticed an old Ford parked not far in front of me, and an Asian man smoking a cigarette was leaning next to it. He is in his forties, slightly fat, and wears a khaki jacket.

The man in the jacket saw Lin Meng, who was pulling the box out, and looked at it carefully a few times before he came up and said, "Tiger?".

"Gophers?" Lin Meng asked rhetorically, looking at the man in front of him.

"Looks right, get in the car, I'll take you to where you'll live in the future, and then I'll give you the latest information. The man in the jacket didn't say a word, patted Lin Meng's shoulder and opened the car door for Lin Meng.

"Do you smoke" The man in the jacket took the initiative to hand a pack of Marlboro to Lin Meng.

"No, thank you" Facing the enthusiasm of the jacket man, Lin Meng quietly declined.

"Then don't mind" The man in the jacket looked at Lin Meng, who was expressionless, and pointed to the cigarette butt in his mouth indifferently.

"You are free," Lin Meng said indifferently. Now that the conversation box is open, the man in the jacket will talk to Lin Meng from time to time, and Lin Meng occasionally replies with a few words. But most of the time it was the man in the jacket who was talking, and Lin Meng was listening. The car drove smoothly on the concrete road, turning around and turning around, and finally turned into a deserted alley after half an hour. "It's far away from the city," Lin Meng thought secretly. The "squeak" Ford was parked steadily in front of a five-story apartment.

"Come on, I'll take you in," the gopher pulled the car door and took the initiative to pick up Lin Meng's box and said.

"Thank you, no, I'll do it myself" Lin Meng quietly took the box from the gopher and followed the gopher into the apartment building.

In the apartment, Lin Meng stood at the staircase and looked at the environment of the small building, the wooden handrails of the stairs were a little mottled and painted, but the ground was quite clean, and there were many debris piled up in the corridor.

"Here we are, 503, this is it," said the gopher, pulling a key from his trouser pocket. The door opened, the house was not big, a living room, a bedroom, a kitchen, a bathroom, other refrigerators, TVs and other basic facilities were readily available.

"Don't worry, I have rented this room half a year ago, the rent has been paid for a year, and I will call someone to clean it regularly, the household appliances inside can be used, the bed sheets and quilt covers are also new, you can live with confidence." Seeing Lin Meng touching the quilt and not knowing what he was thinking, the gopher hurriedly said. After listening to the gopher's words, Lin Meng put down his luggage and looked around, toothbrushes, towels, shower gel and even razors were prepared, and seeing that the things in the bathroom were so complete, Lin Meng stopped wandering around and turned around and went out.

"Is there any other exit here besides the staircase that leads to the door?" Standing by the window of the living room, Lin Meng habitually hid himself behind the curtains and looked outside and asked.

Seeing Lin Meng so cautious, the gopher thought for a while, pointed to the direction at the end of the corridor outside the door, and said, "There is also a staircase over there, and there is an iron door at the end of the corridor. Following the direction of the gopher's finger, Lin Meng opened the door and stretched out his head to take a look, and found that there was indeed a door.