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Municipality of Latakia.

At noon, the sun is drowsy, and the Sarcoli Street, on the outskirts of the city, is quiet and dilapidated, and if it weren't for the lazy shopkeepers sitting in front of the occasional open shop, those who don't know the inside would think it's a deserted ruin.

In fact, it is not much different from the ruins, and the progress of urban renewal is desperately slow, not to mention that it is far from the commercial center and even further from the port. For those who live here, those who can afford it have already left, either fleeing from Syria altogether or going to Damascus, and the rest have little choice but to spend their lives in despair.

However, human beings are really quite adaptable, and people who have nowhere to escape can even get used to war, and such hopeless days can adapt quickly.

It was supposed to be another uneventful day, but a group of strangers suddenly appeared at the end of the long street, breaking the silence. Although many of the people in the group were carrying guns, no one was afraid, and people looked at the group curiously, secretly wondering where they came from. Although they were dressed in Saudi clothing, the locals could tell at a glance that they were not residents of Latakia.

No one on Sakkoli Street would wear such a cluster of fresh clothes, let alone such shiny calfskin boots, and it could even be said that there was no one in the whole city of Latakia who could wear such luxury.

Finding the gazes of the surrounding visitors, Xi Shi asked suspiciously: "Am it strange for me to dress like this? Isn't it that all Saudi women are black robes, black turbans, and black masks?"

Costa Lucas, who was dressed in a white Saudian traditional robe, a red checkered turban, and a Saudian tycoon, casually glanced at the Suria sitting along the street, and instantly analyzed the reason, shrugged his shoulders and said: "Probably because our clothes are all new, and we don't look like these people who live in war...... With a sense of decadent decadence..... I'm so familiar with this feeling that whenever I return to my original body and lie in bed, I feel like I'm just waiting to die......"

Shishi turned her head to look at Costa Lucas, the only beautiful eyes on her body blinked into twinkling stars, and she said softly in a sweet voice: "My lord is really amazing, not only does he speak with depth, but he also sees the mystery at a glance. Shishi really learned a lot from the adults. ”

Costa Lucas sneered: "I think your words are quite insincere. ”

"How come? My subordinates really worship adults in their hearts....."

"Then come to my room tonight. ”

Shishi lowered his head and pretended to be embarrassed and said, "This is not good......!

"How can it be bad? If it is just worship, the relationship between us will not be sublimated, and some necessary rituals must be held to thoroughly deepen the relationship between you and me!"

"My lord, in Shishi's heart, you are as otherworldly as the god General of Unebuchadnezzar, and I have always regarded you as a soul guide. Xi Shi said a little lonely, "You joke with Xi Shi like this, Xi Shi is really a little disappointed.....

"Alright, alright! You know I hate pretentious women, that's why I'm pretending to be so pretentious, right?" said Costa Lucas angrily.

"No, my lord, how can you say that?" said Shishi, in a stunned tone.

Costa Lucas turned his head to glance at Shishi and said with a smile, "Shishi, remember what I said. Men like women to show off their cleverness, but they don't like women to show off their cleverness...... In the final analysis, even if you are a spy, you have to deceive people, and you have to have a sincere heart......"

Shishi blinked his eyes and whispered, "What the adults said is so profound, Shishi needs to think about it." ”

Costa Lucas smiled, turned back to the Middle Eastern man behind him in a shirt, jacket, jeans, and carrying a submachine gun, and said, "Yusuf, haven't you arrived yet?"

Yusuf pointed to the only two-story building on the entire street that was intact and not patronized by bombs, and said: "Boss, it's in front, it's the small building in front that is completely undamaged, and the person who sold the information lives there." ”

That building was Khalid's home.

Costa Lucas nodded, picking up speed towards the last remaining miracle of the entire street. A moment later, he and Shish, along with seven or eight men with guns, walked to the small building of Khalid's house, but Yusuf led them not to enter Khalid's house, but stopped next door to Khalid's house, in front of the ruins that were transparent from front to back, with only a roof and two walls.

The walls of the courtyard had already collapsed, and you could see the inside clearly when you stood outside, and at this moment there was an unkempt middle-aged man sitting on the sofa smoking, and the rotten sofa was full of cigarette butts and garbage.

Costa Lucas shook his head at Yusuf, who shouted, "Ashkal!"

Uncle Ashkar turned his head and looked blankly at the group outside the wall, "Who?

"Yes, we have something to do with you!" Yusuf replied loudly, and then he whispered to Costa Lucas in English, "Boss, that's him." ”

Costa Lucas stepped on the broken bricks and stepped into the courtyard as a group of armed men with guns on their backs spread out in an orderly manner, encircling the entire courtyard.

Seeing such a battle, Ashkar was stunned for a moment, then shrank back, and asked nervously and loudly, "Who are you, and what are you going to do?"

Without looking back, Costa Lucas asked, "Is he asking, 'Who are you?' What are you doing?"

"It's amazing! Boss, can you see through people's hearts, you can guess this!" Yu Sufu said in surprise.

Costa Lucas smiled, turned to Shish on the side and said, "Scare him first." ”

"Yes, sir. Shishi raised her hand from the black robe, and suddenly the UMP45 submachine gun on Yusuf's back appeared in her hand, and she pulled the trigger as she walked into the house, and the fire flashed, and the gunfire rang out, and the room was filled with smoke and dust, and the garbage and debris on the ground also flew up, like the scene of a firecracker bursting.

In an instant, Heath finished a barrage of bullets and threw the smoking gun to Yusuf.

The room was calm, and Ashkar was still sitting on the couch with an inexplicable expression, but his hand holding the cigarette was trembling slightly, and the long couch he was sitting on broke into three knots as the long soot piled up on it scattered.

Ashkar, trembling, looked at the bullet holes under his feet, and drew evenly spaced circles, spreading from the floor to the couch, and from the couch to the wall, and he was able to circle himself. If he had shot a little crooked just now, or said that he had moved, he would probably have died on the spot, and Ashcarton's pants were wet when he thought of the scene where he was shot. Instinctively, he knelt down, raised his hands and begged loudly: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I surrender, I surrender!"

Costa Lucas chuckled, "I like people like that." He walked into the living room, tilted his head to Xi Shi and said, "Now give him some sweetness." Hit a stick, give a date, this is the most effective strategy to tame humans....."

"Yes, sir. Shish raised his hand again, took out two bundled dollars from his black robe, and casually threw them in front of Ashkar, where he could reach him.

Yusuf looked at the two thick piles of green banknotes that had raised dust on the ground, rolled his throat, and whispered, "Boss, there is no need to give so much. Actually, if you don't give it, I promise he will tell the truth!"

"Yu Sufu, the most taboo thing for us in the intelligence industry is not to know gratitude. Costa Lucas walked to the center of the living room and stopped, he glanced up at the family photo hanging on the wall, and continued, "Whether the other party is voluntary or not, as long as we get the information, we will pay appropriately....."

"The wisdom of the boss is beyond the reach of mortals like us..... Yu Suf exclaimed heartily.

Costa Lucas smiled noncommittally, "Tell him that as long as he tells the truth, not only will we not kill him, but the money will be all his." ”

"Okay, boss. Yusuf nodded, and then translated Costa Lucas's words into Syric and spoke to Ashkar, who was kneeling on the ground.

Ashkal, with his hands raised in the air, knelt on the ground and shivered, like a quail in the cold wind, he nodded his head several times like a chicken pecking rice, looked up at the three people standing in the living room with frightened eyes, and when his eyes touched Costa Lucas in the center, he was immediately so frightened that he buried his head in fear.

"Did you sell the news that two foreigners were going to Damascus, and what was going on?" asked Costa Lucas, staring at Ashkar.

Ashkal didn't dare to look at Costa Lucas, but only dared to half-turn his head to look at Yusuf, the translator beside Costa Lucas.

Youssef repeated Kosta Lucas's words in Syrian, and Ashkar began to speak in fits and starts.

After Ashkar finished speaking, Yusuf said to Costa Lucas: "Boss, he admits that he sold it." One day, Khalid Jr., who was next door to his house, brought two foreigners back to live there, and that night Khalid Sr. came to him and asked him if he could get a chartered bus to Damascus. At that time, he thought about it, and said to old Khalid that it was better to tie up the two foreigners and extort a large sum of money, so that everyone could not only immigrate to Europa, but also get a good life. But the elder Khalid was too timid to agree, so he agreed to help get the car, and after determining the license plate number the next day, he sold the information to several organizations......"

Costa Lucas frowned and asked, "What is the license plate number, and what organizations did he sell the information to?"

Yusuf asked loudly, waiting for Ashkar to finish answering in a trembling voice. Yusuf translated the answer to Costa Lucas.

Costa Lucas mused, "Are you familiar with the Jihadist Brigade, the Nusra Front, and the Queer Free Army?"

Yu Sufu nodded, "Of course I am familiar, the company has been deeply cultivated in Xuliya for so many years, and the money will definitely not be spent in vain by the boss." ”

Costa Lucas raised his hand and patted Yusuf on the shoulder, encouraging: "Good job, Yusuf, when this matter is over, I will arrange you a better position." ”

Yusuf was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, boss." ”

Costa Lucas then asked Yusuf several more questions, until he felt that there was nothing more to know, and turned and walked out, Shishi following him.

Yu Sufu glanced at the seductive dollar, licked his lips and asked, "Boss, what should I do with this person?"

Costa Lucas said without looking back: "Let him take the money and run quickly." ”

Yusuf was slightly disappointed, he knew that the boss had always been generous, and if he had been asked to kill Ashkar, he would not have recovered the money. He kicked Ashkar in the chest and said viciously, "Wait a minute, get out of here, don't show up in Latakia again." ”

As Costa Lucas was about to walk out of the living room, he heard a pleasant laugh like a silver bell coming from the courtyard next door, he stopped, listened for a while, turned around and said, "By the way, Yusuf, ask again, who else is there in his house besides the old Khalid who sent those two people to Damascus?"

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Colonel Tamer raised his hand to remove the knife still stuck in the barrel, "I'm a rather old-fashioned person, don't make such a joke with me." ”

"I don't have much humor, I never joke. Cheng Mo said.

Senior Colonel Tamer and Cheng Mo looked at each other silently for a moment, and after making sure that Cheng Mo was very serious, he said solemnly: "OK, even if you have the medical skills to operate, we also lack the conditions for surgery here, otherwise we would have invited someone to come over for surgery." ”

"You don't need to worry about this, we just need some simple and easy-to-find instruments to do this surgery. ”

Colonel Tamer shook his head, "That's kind of ridiculous. ”

"Since you can all believe in a Creator and Heaven, why not believe that someone can perform miracles?"

Senior Colonel Tamer was speechless.

Cheng Mo said lightly: "If you don't believe it, you can arrange an operation first." Anyway, it's just a good thing for you, it can't be a bad thing. ”

Colonel Tamer thought for a moment and felt that what Cheng Mo said was indeed reasonable, so he nodded and said, "Since you are so confident, I will give you a chance to try." After a pause, he asked, "Can you do any surgery?"

Cheng Mo of course had confidence in Athena, and said affirmatively: "Of course, as long as the conditions are sufficient. ”

Colonel Tamer got up and walked to the door and said, "Then we'll go to the hospital now." ”

"To the hospital?" Heller, who heard the commotion, looked at Colonel Tamer.

"Mr. Rekčka said he could help your father with brain tumor surgery. Senior Colonel Tamer said kindly.

"How could it be!" Heller stood up in surprise, and the heavy carved wooden chair slid on the carpet and fell to the ground with a dull thud.

The moment the carved wooden chair slammed into the floor, the double-opened desert ironwood door was pushed open, and the thick wooden door slammed into the edge of the wall with a louder explosion, followed by a flood of queer soldiers with guns in hand.

Senior Colonel Tamer hurriedly walked over and shouted, "It's okay, it's okay!

Hearing the commander's order, a group of people walked back again, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Heller didn't care about this, and pointed at Cheng Mo and said loudly in Syric, "Uncle Tamer, how can you believe such nonsense! What if they are agents who have come to assassinate my father?"

Colonel Tamer shook his head and said, "It's too unlikely that they were captured by us. After a pause, he lowered his voice and said, "What's more, if they are really assassins, it is impossible for them not to know your identity, and if they know your identity, they will know that your father has a brain tumor, is it necessary to continue the mission in this situation?"

Heller said eagerly, "But ......"

"Heller, I am as worried about the health of the leader as you are, without him, our organization would be without a backbone. But now it is impossible for us to send the chief to Erbil (the capital of the Autonomous Region of the Iraq Germans), let alone to Damascus. If the supplies can't be delivered in time, if you can't find a way to send him to Lebanen, you can only watch him wait for death. Now that there's a possibility, why not give it a try?" said Colonel Tammel earnestly.

Heller frowned.

"What's more, we didn't arrange for them to directly operate on the leader, and of course there were exams. ”

Heller's expression softened, but she still questioned: "They don't even have medical equipment, they can't open their skulls, and even if they do, they don't have a medical microscope, so I really don't know why they say they can do surgery to remove brain tumors." ”

"I don't know why. "But I have a gut feeling that they're no ordinary people. Maybe there are miracles, maybe they were sent by the Creator to save your father.... Emissary, who has been sent by the Creator to save us queer?"

Heller whispered indignantly, "If there is a Creator, why would I let my father suffer so much?

"Presumptuous!" rebuked Colonel Tamer, "how can you be disrespectful to the Creator? Only by being devotion to the Lord, withstanding the test and turning away from sin can we ascend to heaven. ”

Heller knew she had said the wrong thing and didn't dare to argue with Colonel Tamer, but that didn't mean she didn't dare to be silent. She turned her head to look at Cheng Mo and said in a strange tone in the Saudi language: "Aren't you Interpol?

Cheng Mo shrugged his shoulders and said, "Who says that Interpol can't do surgery?"

"Okay!good!" Heller nodded, "Wait a minute, if you show your true form, I'll be ..... I'm going to whip you to death!"

Cheng Mo regretted that Heller spoke in Syria, he was a little curious if Athena understood this passage, would he be as furious as when Heller raised his gun at him just now, he involuntarily tilted his head and quietly glanced at Athena with his spare eyes, she had stopped eating, sitting quietly on a chair and looking out the window at the scenery, seemingly indifferent to everything around her.

At this moment, he couldn't help but recall in his mind the sassy appearance when Athena threw out the dinner knife just now, and Cheng Mo's heart was slightly sweet, like the taste of coke.

But the sweetness was fleeting, and now was not the time to ponder it, so he turned his attention to Heller, and asked with a smile, "What if we could?"

Heller said coldly: "If you can save my father, I will do whatever you want!"

"Remember what you say. Cheng Mo replied lightly.

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The hospital is not far from the temple, and the conditions are very simple, roughly similar to the conditions of the health center in rural China, but it is still much better than the surrounding houses that look like adobe houses, at least the façade is pasted with white porcelain tiles and the inside is painted with white paint.

There were not many doctors in the hospital, but there were so many patients that they couldn't even fit into the corridor, and those who were terminally ill didn't even have beds, so they lay on the edge of the corridor with a blanket.

Cheng Mo, Colonel Tamer and Heller sat in the dean's office waiting, diagonally opposite the operating room, and Athena had already entered the operating room. The most surgery required here is basically related to gunshot wounds, and one of the surgeries that Athena is currently doing is that two bullets entered the left waist of a twenty-five-year-old female soldier and pierced from the upper abdomen, the problem is very serious, in addition to the gunshot wound, it is also accompanied by active bleeding, descending colon, hemorrhagic shock, and multiple organ injuries.....

When it was sent, the dean had already said that there was no help, but he happened to meet Colonel Tamer with Cheng Mo and Athena, Cheng Mo asked Athena's opinion, and Athena carefully checked the X-ray photos and thought that there was still salvation, so Cheng Mo asked Colonel Tamer to instruct the people in the hospital to prepare for surgery.

Although the people in the hospital were unimpressed, the leader of the queer German warlords came to the hospital in person, and it was impossible not to save face, so he immediately prepared and called two of the most powerful doctors in the hospital to help Athena.

After waiting for an hour, Colonel Tamer left first because of his busy schedule, leaving only Heller and Cheng Mo waiting in the dean's office. Although Heller didn't believe in Cheng Mo and Athena at all, when Athena really entered the operating room, she believed that Athena might really be a very powerful doctor, so she began to look forward to the success of the operation, maybe the woman who was as strong as a monster just now could really operate on him. As a result, Heller was more restless than Cheng Mo, and from time to time he would go out of the office to see what was going on in the operating room.

When Heller muttered again, "Why hasn't it come out yet, won't the operation go smoothly and can't be saved", Cheng Mo couldn't help but say: "I said, you don't have to worry, as long as she promises something, there is nothing that can't be done." ”

"But who can say for sure that there is such a thing as surgery, even my father ......" Heller realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly stopped, but did not know what to say to remedy, and froze in place.

Cheng Mo took the initiative to speak, "I don't know about other doctors, but she definitely won't." She is one of the best doctors in the world. ”

"The top doctor, has she published in The Lancet?" Heller asked.

"I didn't ask about that. Cheng Mo said.

Heller sneered, "Then why are you boasting that she is the top doctor in the world?"

Cheng Mo said in his heart: You don't know how lucky your father is, the doctor of the Black Death is definitely the top doctor in the world, and Athena, who can win the title of "Doctor of the Plague", is even better. She wants to say that there is salvation, and the ghost gate can be pulled back, but she wants to say that there is no salvation, and the gods can't save it.

However, Cheng Mo couldn't tell Heller about these things, so he could only smile and say, "Whether it's blown or not, we'll see the result later." ”

Heller snorted coldly and said, "I hope she's as good as you say, or you'll wait for the whip!"

"Little girl, your temper is too short-tempered, and sooner or later you will suffer a big loss. You see, I was almost stabbed through my throat just now. Cheng Mo said lightly, he was wearing a mask of Ryketzka, and he looked like a man in his thirties, called Heller, a little girl with yellow hair in her twenties, and there was no problem at all.

Heller's face sank, probably recalling the scene in the living room, she sat in her chair and was quiet for a while, but she couldn't help but take the initiative to ask, "How did she do it?

"Didn't you ask her?"

"I don't understand what she says, just like you, she says something inexplicable. ”

Cheng Mo smiled and said, "That's because you don't have enough knowledge." ”

"I don't understand what shooting knives have to do with calculus?

"You don't understand, from the dimension of the universe, mathematics is the lowest level of code, physics is the pivotal bridge connecting mathematics and reality, chemistry is the appearance of physics, biology is the carbon-based upgrade of chemistry, and language is the symbolization of human consciousness and thinking. So the underlying logic of all the logic in our world is mathematical ......"

Heller was stunned for a moment, and immediately said with contempt: "When you say these words, it's like chanting, all of them are false and empty words. ”

"It seems that you are not a devout believer. ”

Heller ignored Cheng Mo, got up and walked out of the office again, saw that the light in the operation at the door was still on, and quickly returned to the office disappointed.

The two of them had nothing to say for a while, so Cheng Mo asked quietly: "Your father is sick, why don't you send him to Damascus?"

"Although we queer Germans and the Zhengfu Army have signed an armistice, there is no real truce, not only blocking our material access, but also launching small-scale harassing attacks against us from time to time. Heller said angrily, "In the past few years, we have paid the price of blood to resist the ISIS attack.....

"Isn't there an Elak queer autonomous region to go to?"

Heller stared at Cheng Mo vigilantly and said, "Don't try to ask for any news from my mouth!"

Cheng Mo said in his heart: What you say is the best answer, there is no doubt that they are not only surrounded on all sides, but also have internal and external troubles. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "All right!" After a pause he asked again, "How far is it from Damascus?"

Heller sneered, "It's so far that no matter how powerful you are, you can't rely on the distance you have reached. ”

"You're a witty and brave queer warrior. ”

"Of course, I'm a female warrior who has been on the battlefield since I was fifteen!" said Heller, pat her slightly bulging chest with a small face.

Cheng Mo looked at Heller's childish but mature face, which was amused and pitiful, although her tone was not very good, and she often threatened herself with a fierce look, but this was just a disguise, because she had to be strong and fierce. Cheng Mo sighed in his heart, but said casually: "I just want to calculate the time, I think we have done your father's surgery, you should be able to trust our sincerity, right?"

"Of course. Heller's face turned sad again, "But are you really sure?"

"That will have to wait for my companion to judge. ”

"If you can really save my father, I will not break my word, and I will promise you everything. I will personally send you to Damascus....." Heller said solemnly.

"Don't want any supplies?"

Heller hesitated, gritted his teeth and said, "We'll pay for it!"

Cheng Mo sneered: "You're just a female soldier, why are you in charge?"

"I....... I'm the captain!"

"The captain will be in charge?"

Heller puffed out his cheeks and said angrily: "Anyway, I will find a way, but if you can't save it, don't ask for money for the supplies at that time!

"No problem. Cheng Mo nodded, "Then can you tell me how far it is from Damascus? I really have to prepare in advance, not to mention that if you don't have any medical equipment and medicine here, you have to go to Damascus!"

Heller was entangled for a while, but he still couldn't withstand Cheng Mo's sincere gaze, and whispered: "It's not a secret, you can get there in about a day and a half by driving non-stop, mainly because the road conditions are not good, and you have to hide from the outposts and patrols of the Zhengfu army." ”

"In addition to the Zhengfu Army, are there any other weapons on the road?"

"There are more than a dozen different weapons, and you are lucky to meet us. If you are caught by the Jihadist Brigade or the Al-Nusra Front, you will be miserable, and you may be able to see the video of your throat being cut online or on Al Jazeera that night......"

"Really, who are they?"

Cheng Mo pretended to be very curious and asked, a girl of Heller's age is not Cheng Mo's opponent after all, completely forgetting that he was careful about Cheng Mo just now, and began to talk about some of the surrounding forces in a beaming manner. As a result, Cheng Mo became more and more aware of the situation of queer people.

It wasn't until the afternoon when the sun began to set in the west and the sun shook to the door that the door finally opened from the operating room, and Heller jumped out of his chair and rushed out of the office.

Cheng Mo also followed to the door, and saw Athena, who was wearing a blue plastic surgical gown, the first to walk out of the operating room. Heller asked expectantly, "Did you succeed?"

Athena took off her mask and looked expressionless, her cold appearance was almost like a failed operation. Heller's expression also froze a little, and she said with a disappointed face: "He also said that you are the top doctor in the world.....!

Athena condescended, looking down at Heller, who was a head shorter than her, and said coldly, "Get out of the way." ”

Heller was a little scared of Athena, but she didn't get out of the way immediately, but just by looking at Athena's amazingly beautiful eyes, she felt like her soul was about to be sucked away, and she involuntarily turned sideways to get out of the way.

Fortunately, the dean who came out later at this time relieved Heller's embarrassing situation, and he said excitedly. "Miss Heller!

Heller was stunned and asked incredulously, "Very successful?"

I thought it would take at least ten hours for such a complicated operation, but Dr. Wendy did it in a few hours, not only did the nakedness and trauma removal of the hilar blood vessels, but also performed a local removal of the spleen...... It's incredible! ”

"It's a miracle!" echoed the doctor in the back, who gazed at Athena's back and said with reverence, "What a hearty art show!"

Athena ignored the flattery of the crowd, it was just a difficult operation for her, but it was still very draining.

Seeing that Athena showed a trace of exhaustion, Cheng Mo walked over quickly and took the initiative to help Athena take off her surgical gown. Athena did not refuse, she raised her hand obediently, and asked Cheng Mo to help her take off the surgical gown.

The lights in the corridor are dim, and the sound of diesel generators is ringing not far away, and in the hustle and bustle, there is a pulse of warmth flowing. Cheng Mo felt sorry, he knew that Athena shouldn't have suffered and tired, so he untied the knot of the surgical gown and whispered in her ear: "It's really hard for you." Whatever you want to eat, I'll find a way to prepare it for you in the evening!"

Athena was not polite, but said without hesitation: "I want to drink Coke." ”

Cheng Mo thought for a moment and said in a low voice: "Although you can't definitely buy it here, it's ..... Maybe..... We can try to do it ourselves!"

(End of chapter)