Tick.

Tick.

The second hand was still walking, and suddenly a call to the police fell on the hotline of the Vietnam Police Station.

Everyone was mobilized in an instant.

They quickly mobilized the surveillance video, and sure enough, they saw a few sneaky people inside, prying open the door of a carriageman at the road sign, and then stole the car.

Comparing the people in the video, they happened to be the ones who escaped from the port.

In the picture, there are naturally scenes where Dong Ergou and others steal the car and get in the car and run away, but the video time is almost an hour ago.

The owner only found that the car had been stolen for an hour and chose to call the police.

At this time, the car was already speeding on the way to escape.

Dong Ergou glanced at the rearview mirror in a calm voice, and immediately smiled meaningfully: "The surveillance video I have shown here is much less than that in China. I guess when they appear, I can't even see the rear of my car."

The reason for this is that the car is fast.

Secondly, because surveillance videos are only available a long distance away, so it is often only a few minutes to react again.

Liang Fu looked out the window and his thoughts flew far away.

Their destination for this trip was Cambodia and they did not contact anyone in China.

His mind is now full of the shot at the port, and the old man fell down a few meters away. The scene was so stunning.

No one told them that the dead man was actually a disguised old man, not Mr. Mo.

Liang Fu just felt inexplicably blocked in his heart. He vaguely felt a hand pushing behind his back. As Mr. Mo said, someone shot at him three years ago, but was finally blocked by Sun Yuan's father.

He also kept saying that they were their own people.

Only Chen Dong is the enemy.

Originally, when I was on the boat off the island, this "lie" had been overturned.

But when the old man was shot and died, he was shocked, as if he understood that there was someone hidden deeper behind him.

He was shaken again, wondering if there were similar things three years ago.

"I think what he said might be true, something about blocking bullets."

Liang Fu said in a heavy tone: "But it shouldn't be Sun Yuan's father, but someone else."

"Whether from the diary or the clues on the recording tape, Sun Cheng should be closer to the Dong family."

“To be precise, they should be working together to take charge of a certain operation.”

"The Mo family and the Song family are both technical resources, one is responsible for disguising Qiao Chuan and the other is responsible for medical reinforcements."

That’s all.

Suddenly, Qi Xiaogou blurted out and said, "By the way, that old man seemed to be muttering a few numbers. I guessed it based on my lips."

"He looked at you and seemed to be counting what he was counting, six or seven!"

Because I have been living in the casino for many years, I don’t understand this, but I am particularly sensitive to numbers.

Liang Fu choked and said in surprise: "What do you mean? Look at us counting?"

"We don't add up to that much." Dong Ergou turned around and smiled, "You're not right?"

Qi Xiaogou also scratched his head with a wry smile and said, "It's hard to say! I just guessed that, but the old man was also ruthless and he would shoot him if he said he would."

Liang Fu was in deep thought. What does arithmetic mean? Could it be that catching one or two people cannot satisfy the other's purpose?

Must everyone be arrested?

His initial thought was that the other party was dissatisfied with only catching Sun Yuan and Zhong Xujie, so he set off a long line to catch big fish.

They deliberately gave them the opportunity to leave the island and then caught them all in one go, with the ultimate goal being themselves.

But if the old man was really nodding the number of people, he probably had to analyze it separately, maybe he was not that important.

What’s important is, there are enough people?

Liang Fu murmured: "You guys say, what is the difference between one less and one more?"

Qi Xiaogou smiled and said, "From the hand points, one less and one more is one heaven and one earth."

"The person holding a is fearless, while the person holding a k is still worried about whether it is absolutely certain to win."

Dong Ergou also suddenly sighed: "The person who often loses the worst is the person holding a and k."

Both of them immediately laughed.

Perhaps only senior gamblers can understand what their words mean.

Liang Fu was also confused by these two guys, so why did he get rid of the topic for no reason?

...

Distance, the international flights taken by Su Qing and others landed.

There are fifty minutes left.

Finally at the joint position, Chen Dong saw a car stopping from afar and three figures got out of the car.

It was the Russian white Tom, Los Angeles detective Jack, and the white man Amber.

The arrival of these trio has to say that Chen Dong and the others have a bigger chance of winning.

The vast majority of interpols are only responsible for investigation, and can even be said to be similar to civilians, because they have no authority to operate anywhere and need to cooperate with the local police.

But there are also special existences, such as these three guys, who look like they know that their combat power is not weak.

Chen Dong was in a heavy mood. In fact, he believed it would be difficult to lure the old man out unless he could fall into the trap and take risks.

But he didn't dare to do that, because the reason was very simple, because he exchanged his life for the truth.

Then what's the use of knowing the truth?

No matter how much one is dying, it is futile.

At least it is safe to meet in an equal environment between the two parties, otherwise it will only become a wedding dress for others.

But when I called, I was unwilling to tell myself the truth, so after all, I had to arrest the person.

There is not enough time.

This is also part of his discomfort.

In order to cooperate with the next action, the publicity for becoming an international wanted criminal should be quite strong.

Maybe some false crimes will be charged.

Chen Dong didn't have much confidence to slip away from the hands of these three interpols.

At least he is unwilling to make such an attempt. Smart people are not omnipotent, but they are very clear about what they can do and cannot do.

Chen Dong said to the three interceptors simply: "They   ap;to    arrest   me   a1ive! (They want to catch me alive!)"

“Is   there   a   ap;to    find    out    the    boss? (Is there a way to find their boss?)”

Now he can only brainstorm in this situation.

After all, the few of them are experienced criminal police officers, so there may be other solutions.

White Russian detective Tom explained in awkward Chinese: "Someone wants to kill him, he shouldn't show up."

Amber glanced at the man tied up underground, and warned at Chen Dong in a serious tone: "you      don't    have permission... (You don't have permission to intervene. If you don't want to die, go back!"

Chen Dong was slow for a moment and suddenly thought of a very crazy idea.

He grinned slightly and said, "I     a      p1an (I have a plan!)"
Chapter completed!