Whoosh.

A dagger slashed out of Lin Hui's sleeve.

The other hand slowly opens the window.

The middle-aged man outside had a grim face and looked at him coldly.

Suddenly, his eyes swept to Obola in the back seat, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Doctor Obola, why are you here?" ”

Opolla was stunned for a moment: "I ......"

The middle-aged man asked in surprise, "How do you know that the old patriarch has passed away?" ”

Opolla was stunned for a moment, and then said haha: "Yes, yes, yes, I came over as soon as I received the news." ”

Lin Hui was in a hurry, and he glanced at the two of them.

The two of them immediately cried: "My old patriarch, why did you leave so early, how old are you to die, and how many good days are waiting for you!" ”

"My old patriarch!"

Tears welled up in the corners of the eyes of the people outside: "The old patriarch is already ninety-eight, and it's not too early." ”

Lin Hui glared at the two of them fiercely, over-emotional!

The two of them looked embarrassed, and simply stopped howling, just crying.

When the other people in the car saw this scene, they immediately cried.

Opolla was speechless, these guys are really natural actors.

I've never seen it before, and I can cry like this?

The person outside wiped his tears, and then waved his hand: "You guys go in, we are arranging a funeral, and we are at the patriarch's house." ”

Opolla nodded: "Okay, thanks." ”

Sen Lang immediately drove the car inside.

When they were farther away, everyone immediately returned to normal.

It's like a rehearsal in advance, and it can be retracted freely, and not a single tear is wasted.

Zhang Jiantao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Lin Hui: "It's really a coincidence that we came, I almost thought we were going to be exposed." ”

Lin Hui smiled awkwardly: "Yes, who would have thought that there would be such a coincidence?" ”

Wang Chen frowned: "Then what should we do after we go in?" ”

"There's a funeral going on inside, and there must be people everywhere, so if we act rashly......

Lin Hui smiled faintly: "Wait until you inform the people in the back car, after you go in, you will be regarded as coming to mourn." ”

"Just mix up the face first, and wait until the evening to find a chance to act."

Everyone nodded silently.

After getting acquainted with each other, everyone won't pay attention to them anymore.

At night, it was dark and it was easy for them to reconnoiter their operations.

Even if it is seen, no one will suspect it, at most they will think that they are on the wrong path.

Lin Hui looked at Obola and said coldly, "If someone asks, do you know what to say?" ”

Opolla nodded immediately: "I know, I just say that you are my assistant, and I usually bring people over, and on such a special day today, they won't care too much." ”

Lin Hui immediately looked at Jiang Liang and Lin Fan.

Originally, the two of them were still hesitating, but when they saw their eyes sweeping over, they were immediately stunned.

"You two were bullied by him just now, aren't you very wronged?"

Opolla looked embarrassed and quickly turned her head away.

The two said angrily: "Of course! If it weren't for this guy's usefulness, I'd want to kill him right now! ”

Opolla chuckled inwardly, and his whole body became nervous.

Lin Hui looked at him with a smile: "Now that he is our partner, he can't die yet, so let's do it, you just turn anger into motivation and take the lead in crying." ”

The two of them changed their faces instantly, and Lin Fan couldn't believe it: "You, what are you talking about?" ”

"Cry." Lin Hui: "As long as you behave better, people won't notice us." When you are tired of crying at night, you can find an excuse to rest, and it will be easier to move. ”

"The others also cried a little more invokedly, louder, and more emotionally, so that they felt that it was your father who died!"

The two were so angry that they couldn't do it.

Aren't you here to carry out a mission, why are you still running away from this crying grave?

Lin Fan's lips twitched, if our father heard this, he would have to beat you to death.

Lin Hui glared at the two: "What, don't you want to carry out the order?" ”

The two looked at Lin Hui's fierce eyes, swallowed their saliva, and nodded helplessly: "Who made you the boss!" ”

Lin Hui smiled: "Everyone is crying with them, the rhythm can't be messed up, this scene must be performed for me!" ”

His expression suddenly became serious: "Only by acting well, can we successfully rescue those six scouts." ”

"Whatever the cost, our priority is to bring them back safely."

"Yes." Everyone nodded vigorously.

The car quickly drove into the stockade.

The stockade is large and the roads extend in all directions.

But unlike in China, most of them are wooden houses.

The buildings are scattered and arranged.

There are also some merchants on the roadside, which are a bit like villages in China.

The difference is that there are more wooden structures in this building.

Following the main road, the car drove to a manor-like villa area.

There are a large number of wooden corner towers inside, which are scattered.

At this time, the couplets had been hung in front of the gate, and wreaths were placed on the walls on both sides.

It gave them the illusion that they were back in the country.

In terms of funerals, these places have many similarities with China.

A group of people parked the car and just got out of the car and greeted the people behind them.

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed in linen and filial piety walked over.

Without waiting for him to get closer, Lin Hui waved his hand.

Lin Fan and Jiang Liang immediately rushed towards the mourning hall, knelt on the ground and began to burst into tears: "My old patriarch, we are late, why did you leave so early!" ”

"Just one step away, one step away from seeing you for the last time!"

The rest of the Tiger Regiment also cried along with them.

The people who wore linen and filial piety were all stunned.

How do you feel that the relationship between these people and the old patriarch is closer than that of their relatives?

"They can't be the bastards of the old man, right?"

"I cried like my father died, and if I can't get it, I'm just a little younger."

……

At this time, Lin Hui and Wang Chen walked over with Obola on the left and right.

Lin Hui's right hand pressed the acupuncture point behind his back.

This guy grinned in pain, reacted immediately, looked at the middle-aged man walking towards him and said, "Festival mourning, festival mourning is changing." ”

The middle-aged man nodded, a little surprised: "Doctor Opolla, why are you here, my father is in a hurry, and he didn't have time to inform you?" ”

Opolla casually made up a reason: "I'm here to interrogate those six guys today, just send someone to take a look at it first, and knowing this, I brought all my men with me." ”

The middle-aged man suddenly realized: "I see, these are all your subordinates?" ”

He was a little dazed: "But why do they have such deep feelings for my dad?" ”

Obola smiled awkwardly.

Lin Hui pressed him in the back again, and he hurriedly spoke: "The old patriarch takes a lot of care of me and is also kind to me, so my subordinates are also grateful to the old patriarch." ”

"It can be said that without him we would not be where we are today, so ......"

As he spoke, he squeezed out two tears vigorously.

Seeing his sincere appearance, the middle-aged man's tears also flowed: "I didn't expect my dad to leave so suddenly last night." ”

He looked around, lowered his voice and said, "Doctor Opolla, thank you for coming in time, my father left suddenly, and he didn't make a will, and the affairs of the village and the next patriarch have not yet had time to explain." ”

"You're a figure with a head and a face in the club, excuse me......"

Obola immediately reacted: "Don't worry, what is the relationship between me and the old patriarch, I understand his thoughts, and I will fully support you." ”

The middle-aged man suddenly became overjoyed, and his dead father forgot: "Everything is please." ”

Lin Hui stabbed Obola again, and then he nodded: "Then we'll go in first." ”

"Okay, please come in, please come in!"

As soon as they entered the door, they saw Jiang Liang and a few people inside kneeling on the ground, crying and crying.

All the mourners inside were also attracted to it.

It's inexplicable for these people who pop up out of nowhere.

Originally, it was still deserted, but when I saw this situation.

The surrounding family members suddenly felt sad, and they were suddenly infected by the atmosphere and cried.

The middle-aged man was saddened, and hurriedly shouted: "Get busy for me, don't stop!" ”

"Yes!" Many people who didn't act also moved at the moment.

Obola said, "Then I'll go first." ”

The other party was polite, and then turned around and went to his own business.

Lin Hui helped this guy over and found a random mat to kneel down.

I looked around and took a general look at the environment.

In the center of the mourning hall, there is a coffin, and in front of the coffin is a black and white photograph.

The old man's face was full of ravines, and he looked no different from ordinary village old men.

He looked to both sides again, although many were dressed in mourning clothes.

But the waists bulged, and they all carried guns.

Further periphery, a lot of people were armed with automatic rifles.

Inside the mourning hall alone, there were dozens of heavily armed people, and there must be more outside.

Opolla was right, it was heavily guarded.

If they break in rashly, a dozen of them are sure to defeat these rabble.

But it was going to be hard to get those six people out safely.

Not to mention that the people here will also notify foreign aid.

At that time, they may be surrounded by groups as soon as they leave the village.

It's a big surprise to encounter such a thing now.

Lin Hui looked at the photo of the old man and was somewhat grateful.

Old man, you died at such a good time, what a favor.

Wang Chen lowered his voice: "Are there six people here?" ”

Opolla nodded: "There is a room in the backyard, there is a basement below, all six people are locked in it, and there are people in the basement who are guarded for a long time." ”

"There are three guards, one at the entrance, one inside the basement, and one at the detention door."

"All of them are automatic rifles, adding up to more than twenty people."

"Okay." Lin Hui nodded: "Let's just wait here, wait for it to get dark before we act." ”

Wang Chen also nodded silently.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Middle-aged people began to get busy, and by noon, many people came to mourn one after another.

Obola whispered: "Now all the people who come here are people with heads and faces in the guild, although this patriarch is only a small village head, but the warehouse he guards is very important to the organization. ”

"However, all the people who come are middle-level leaders, and even if the high-level ones come, it is estimated that they will get evening."

Lin Hui nodded and looked at Lin Fan and Jiang Liang who were crying.

These guys cried from morning to noon, and their tears were almost dry.

The two turned their heads pleadingly, wanting to take a break.

Lin Hui glared at them: Keep crying, don't stop!

The two looked aggrieved, although Lin Hui didn't speak, but the sharp eyes already said everything.

They could only hoarse their throats and continue to cry.

But in my heart, I had already greeted Lin Hui cordially a hundred times.

It was getting dark.

Jiang Liang's vocal cords seemed to have been polished with sandpaper: "Poor, it's almost okay, you can work, right?" ”

Lin Fan was weak, and his lips were pale: "I, my throat is almost gone, and my eyes are going to cry and swell!" ”

Lin Hui smiled faintly and looked around.

Dinner has already been prepared.

The big pot in the greenhouse is very lively.

A lot of people were gathered there, and no one noticed it.

Lin Hui glanced at Wang Chen, and Wang Chen also nodded.

The two of them stood up together and carried Obola towards the backyard......