Duxi Hotel is one of the most luxurious and expensive hotels in Nairobi, so the hotel security is strict and the service is responsible, but after all, the hotel has no right to investigate the guests casually, and if you encounter a suspicious person, you can only call the police.

Because there are many foreigners staying at the Duxi Hotel, there are embassies of the three countries nearby, the surrounding police force is strong, and the speed of the police is very high, only five minutes later, seven policemen wearing khaki shirts and carrying Aka rifles arrived, and immediately conducted rounds on the three Indians.

Something interesting happened, the uniforms came and went fast, leaving the hotel management confused.

Zhang Jinghe and the employees were having dinner in the restaurant, because they were sitting by the window, and they also saw the uniformed personnel coming and going in a hurry, so they didn't feel at ease, but they quickly found trouble at the door.

"That heavy box truck in the backyard is you, right?" Two Indians stood in front of Zhang Jing's table and questioned him in curry-flavored English, with a very unfriendly attitude.

Zhang Jing was eating a big meal with his employees, but he didn't expect two strangers to come over to disturb him, and the strong Mirika asked tentatively, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who we are," the man said in a fierce tone, "tell me yes or no!"

It turned out to be a nervous disease, Zhang Jing continued to eat meat, and the hotel's barbecue tasted very good, with a lemon fragrance.

Mirika also ignored the stranger and continued to deal with her roast chicken, because she was now able to eat meat because of the practice of hemlock.

The accident happened again, and the Indians spat on Mirika's plate.

Without waiting for everyone to react, Mirika stood up abruptly, and at the same time pressed the back of the spitting man's head, and slammed it on the table with a thunderous sound.

Even more disgusting things happened, because the dining table was made of solid wood and had a very hard texture, and Mirika actually slapped the other party's brains, red and white, almost making Zhang Jing vomit nausea.

Ferray, Jamie, and Mike didn't expect that Mirika, who usually spoke the least and was silent, was so violent, and they all looked stunned.

The restaurant was silent for two seconds, and then a riot broke out, and diners got up and ran away, crowding out of the restaurant.

The other Indian was also frightened, blending into the crowd and running away.

Looking at the unlucky guy whose brains kept flowing out, Zhang Jing used Facebook to contact Shen Mingming and asked him to fly over to save the scene, although the laws of the two countries are different, he can at least find the best barrister in Nairobi.

Mike saw that there were a lot of cameras inside the restaurant, and immediately went to copy the video evidence.

Soon a group of local police officers dressed in dark green trousers and khaki tops arrived, and the group behaved very roughly, and Mirika was directly locked with her hands.

"I'm a billionaire," Zhang Jing stopped a group of police officers before Mirika was put in a police car, and Chi Guoguo threatened: "If my people are beaten, abused, and forced to confess, everyone who participates and issues orders will be unlucky!"

Nairobi's official languages are Kiswahili and English, and most police officers can understand Mr. Zhang's threats.

Zhang Jing was too arrogant and was violently pushed away by a tall and thin policeman, and then Mirika was stuffed into a car and taken away.

The ambulance was slow, and Shanshan was late to take in the victim's body.

"OSS, those two guys seem to be for mahogany," Mike reminded, "Could it be the employer?"

Zhang Jing called Jennifer and hung up in less than two minutes.

"It has nothing to do with the employer, the mahogany is completely legal to buy, and there are no disputes."

"The two Indians didn't mention the mahogany," Fellai analyzed, "did they mistakenly think there was anything else in the van they wanted?"

The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, under the street lamp of the hotel, Zhang Jing shook his head after thinking for four or five seconds, and he couldn't figure it out at all.

At this moment, Noletta walked from the direction of the main building of the hotel, and a lightning bolt struck Zhang Jing's mind, and finally understood why she was hiding a pistol on her body, and she became a top tank man!

"Take a picture of Noletta." Zhang Jingyong was the only two of them who could hear the voice of Jamie beside him.

Jamie, an African-American Citigroup, is approaching 50 years old this year, a former farmer, who often followed the mission after moving to Kanfen Farm, and was a thin man who served as a support soldier for five years when he was young.

As she got closer, Noletta had a regretful expression on her face, "I have deep sympathy to hear that your accomplice was taken away by the police."

It has always been Zhang Jing who has expressed deep sympathy for others, and this is the first time he has been sympathized, this tone is unbearable, his heart is full of thoughts, and his face is expressionless, "This is an accident, my employee will be back soon."

Noletta, who is in her 40s and has severe loose skin, seems to have no intention of asking, "How did you provoke strangers?"

"It may be a disaster caused by the truck," Zhang Jing complained, "I just heard that Nairobi is not safe and secure, but I didn't expect it to be so chaotic."

"That heavy-duty van in the backyard of the hotel?" Noleta asked.

"That's it," Zhang Jing shrugged helplessly, "It's unlucky."

After chatting a few words, Noletta returned to the room, and when the door closed, a huge expression of surprise appeared on her face, and she greeted her teammates who lived in the same suite, "Guys, I have a way to send something out of Nairobi!"

Noletta had a simple idea, rent an identical heavy-duty van and deck it.

The thing that just needed to be sent away was also very large, and it also needed to be transported by a heavy-duty box truck, which was like a tailor-made vest for them.

"No, Boss," the bearded pilot reminded him, "We knew that Zhang Jing's wagon was loaded with mahogany, but the group of Indians didn't know it, so they were drawn here."

"It's easy," Noletta was confident, "Report Zhang Jing for illegal transportation or illegal smuggling of rosewood, and the police will come to investigate, and anyone who cares will know immediately, so that our deck truck will have a chance to deliver that thing."

"Stains~" The bearded mechanic Gerry felt relaxed, "I didn't expect Zhang Jing to not only help us prevent disasters, but also indirectly help us send the 'Law Pillar' away."

"Shhhhhh Noletta motioned to her teammates not to get carried away, "Don't mention those two words, the news will only be in vain, now go rent a car and make a fake license plate!"

In room 607, Zhang Jing didn't know that Noleta was calculating herself, and when she was chatting under the street lamp just now, Jamie had already taken a photo of the woman, although the light was dim, she could roughly see it clearly.

"Go buy a printer," Zhang Jing instructed Jamie and Ferrey, "print a hundred photos of Noletta, write her address on the back, accurate to the room number, and scatter them randomly."

"OSS, why are we doing this?" Big Mike didn't understand and asked.

"Those two Indians are making trouble for us, most likely because they are looking for the wrong person," Zhang Xie introduced, "Their target is more than 90% likely to be Noletta and her team, and Mirika was very unjustly captured."

"Does that mean they've found something good?" Jamie's eyes lit up and he asked, "Can we cut off the beard?"

After thinking for three or four seconds, Zhang Jing shook his head, "Forget it, why should the treasure hunter be embarrassed by the treasure hunter, just take a small revenge, wait for the lawyer to arrive tomorrow, and try to rescue Milica."

Complimenting the boss for having a good conscience, Ferry and Jamie immediately went to carry it out.