Chapter 158: Old Joe made an appointment alone

In the hotel, the young mutants gathered discuss the mission, but there is nothing to talk about, and the conversation quickly shifts to all sorts of strange anecdotes rather than tedious investigations.

The flask talks about the legend of the undead, and it turns out that the others have heard it too.

"In my opinion, he is a mutant, and after faking his death, he came home and scared his wife crazy, and when he saw a similar person, he said it was him. ”

"It's more interesting than a mission, and if I have time, I'd like to find that man and see the mystery of immortality with my own eyes. ”

"Hey, you're talking again, you're going to have to stay in the Sun Camp like this. ”

Listening to everyone's words, Lin Lan planned to learn about the undead, and suspected that the other party was Shui Yuntian's doppelganger.

Although the Manafi Kingdom and the Great Zhou Alliance are thousands of miles apart, they have to be prevented, and if so, they will be eliminated like destroying Ma Chaoxiong.

The stucco mentioned that the movement of one team was peacekeeping in another country where civil strife was occurring, which made many team members feel unfair.

In terms of individual strength and number of personnel, the first team is stronger than the second team, and as a result, they do simple peacekeeping operations, while the second team participates in complex political negotiations.

"We should talk to the cut off the water, and if the result is ugly, his face will not shine." ”

Ren Eryou saw it thoroughly and said, "He can't decide, it's better to do it first." ”

The plaster looked for Lin Chao and found that he was not there, and the flask said: "He left before you said about the first team, I think Lao Lin is also very depressed, he should be the person who doesn't want to stay for another year." ”

In the Lieyang Camp, Luobu City, Jiumen, and Wudatangkou are the main ones, and Lin Chao is from other organizations, not to mention, and has a bad relationship with most of the people.

Tan Mi still has expectations for him, "I've seen his records, and the tasks in Wei Nanda and the Destiny Organization have been completed well, and now being so silent may be pondering countermeasures, maybe I can find a breakthrough." ”

Her best friend Ren Eryou had a different opinion, "How can it be a breakthrough, no matter which way you look at it, the matter of manafil can only make Chadman and the opposition toss, and the winner takes all." ”

The mud gray listened to Tan Mi's words and called Lin Chao's mobile phone, but he said that he would go to bed early today.

......

Carlos was absolutely right, Old Joe was interviewed in the dirty old mansion, surrounded by a large crowd of people.

When I came yesterday, I saw some yellow-faced and skinny children, and the flask said that buying some snacks and fruits with them could win people's hearts, and Carlos said not to give it directly to the people, but to Old Joe, he would be more cooperative.

And Old Joe was very direct, after the introduction, he asked if there was an interview fee, Carlos said yes, and Old Joe was very happy.

In fact, it is only 1,000 yuan of Zhouyuan, which is equivalent to 30,000 tamanafi yuan.

The interview fee is divided into levels, Lao Qiao only needs to give so much, and it is not appropriate to give more or less, Carlos knows very well as an informant.

"Actually, I'm just an ordinary dock worker, working every day, resting on Sundays, receiving money, supporting my wife and three children, and so on, until I can't do it, who knows that I can't find ......a job before I am forty years old."

Old Joe knew what they wanted to hear, and started from personal experience, his voice was full of emotion, and his eyes were red when he was emotional.

"We don't have to oppose President Chadman, who is a hero in the textbooks, and in fact is. We just think that the country should be normal, that the government should act for the sake of more people, that Manafi belongs to everyone, that we love it, and that it will love us......"

In fact, Lin Lan didn't care what he said at all, but paid attention to the old woman in the legend of the undead, who was also watching the lively crowd, and sat on a small stool.

The other two were very cooperative, the flask took the recorder and listened carefully to Old Joe's speech, asking questions from time to time, while Carlos held a video camera next to him.

The interview took a total of an afternoon, and Old Joe put the envelope containing the money in his pocket, looked at the food and fruit on the tricycle and thanked them again, turned around and said, "This is part of the interview fee, I will divide them among everyone, and give priority to the elderly and children." ”

Onlookers shouted his name and applauded.

The flask looked back at Old Joe in the crowd, "It looks like he's not bad, what should I do next, bribe him to provide more information?"

Lin Lan said: "It's not enough to just be an interview, we also need to know more about Lao Qiao, the dock where he has worked, his opponents, friends, colleagues, and family members, all of whom must be contacted." ”

Carlos nodded, and began to think that Lin Ran was a man of things.

The flask shook his head and sighed, bored.

During the visit, Lin Ran further learned that the man who maintained his appearance in the legend of the undead was called Odio, who was once a doctor, and one night encountered a gangster who blocked the road and robbed him, and was stabbed to death.

The old woman said that no one believed him when he came back, because years later the coffin had been opened at her insistence, and the bones were still inside.

Two of the gangsters who killed Odio were found by the police on the beach in the same year.

Two men resisted, one was shot and died, and the other fell into the sea.

It was only because the old woman told the story for decades that it became a well-known legend on the streets.

"What does it mean that he will appear on the mountain when the tide comes?"

Lin Chao thought silently when he heard Carlos call him.

"Xiaolin, Lao Qiao said that he wanted to talk about it again, the kind that doesn't record, maybe his superiors will also arrive, but he can only go to a reporter, and he doesn't need me. ”

The flasks watched Lin Chao, and at this time they were on their way to find Lao Qiao's old colleagues.

If Lao Qiao's superiors are also there, maybe there is something important to talk about, and he is not at ease to let the flask go. Lin Chao said without thinking: "Then I'll go." ”

Carlos asked, "Is the language okay?"

Lin laughed and said, "I prepared a translator, but you didn't take it out." ”

Carlos gave a thumbs up.

There was no translator in the team at all, could it be that he had already prepared. The flask couldn't help but secretly admire, and sure enough, he was worthy of being the head of the regiment, and he was thoughtful.

......

May 24th.

The white clouds in the sky flowed slowly, and from time to time a few birds passed by, passing through the tangled wires in mid-air, throwing them into the distance, shattering the tranquility of the sky.

Carlos dropped off the forest in the middle of the road, and then he rode his bicycle to the address given by Old Joe.

It was a garment factory in the suburbs, and Lin showed out his fake documents, and the doorman immediately let him in and called someone to pick him up.

Lin Chao used the translator to talk to the person who came, and learned that Lao Qiao was already waiting for him inside.

Hearing the roar of the machines in the factory and seeing the assembly line workers, Lin Chao thought about what the garment factory had to do with Lao Qiao.

When he came to the building behind the factory, the man said that Lao Qiao was inside, and Lin Chao could feel that there were three people inside, one of whom was pacing back and forth.

"Hey, my friend, come up. ”

Old Joe raised his hand on the balcony on the second floor to say hello.

Lin Yan smiled in return, and when he was about to enter, Ren Zhen suddenly spoke, "It's a little wrong, I feel a secret fluctuation." ”