The sky suddenly brightens.

The troublesome day finally passed.

The Bangkok prison escape incident was also featured in major international newspapers several hours ago, and news media began to intervene in reporting.

In several hasty shots, I also saw the scene of the ship exploding from the port pier.

The reporter host reported on TV news: "?????????????????????????????... (The body of the escaped prisoner has not been salvaged yet!)"

A beep.

A TV in a motel was turned off.

A pair of legs were hung on the table. The man had a silver bullet necklace hanging on his neck, burning and burning under his ears, and a tall nose and black pupils.

Wearing a blue denim vest with cut off the sleeves, full of powerful muscle lines, I was playing with the lighter with my hands.

He frowned and picked up the tablet next to him, clicked on the international news report in Bangkok, and clicked on the high-definition wanted photos of the criminals who exploded at the port terminal.

The faces inside seemed to be targeting me.

The robbers who were stolen from the sky-high paintings in the domestic maritime art gallery are the same group.

He narrowed his eyes and opened a link, skillfully logged in to the account, and put photos of these people on to search for information for a fee.

A prompt pops up on the screen, confirm!

Each search for a person costs $3,000 in human flesh, and the money will be deducted directly from his account.

The profile card of several characters popped up and popped up.

Name: Dong Ergou (Dong Wangshao); the owner behind Lincheng Winery, who once participated in...

Name: Liang Fu; professional chess player, missing at the airport while heading to the competition...

Name: Zhong Xujie; Magic Thieves; Fugitive from Luoyang Prison...

The information of the group was clearly and detailed, and almost any recorded information could be easily found.

His fingers gently clamped the lighter, and a clatter sound.

Removing the cover of the metal lighter.

Close the lid with a "patch" sound.

Repeat this action back and forth...

This man's eyes became more and more serious, and his expression was solemn. He had been staring at this group of people for a while.

Now it is almost certain that these guys are the ones he is looking for.

Lu Yinhong licked his lips, and there was a hint of burning excitement in his eyes. He moved his neck slightly, making crackling sounds.

I haven't gone out to walk around for a long time, and finally I found something to do.

A tattoo of a skull head fell on his dark and thick arms. If you look closely, you will find that there is a bomb hidden in the eyes of the two skull heads.

He touched a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but it didn't seem to be a little bit.

Instead, I took out my cell phone, dialed a number, turned on the speaker, and placed the phone on the desktop.

beep--

beep--

Only then did I pick up the lighter and light the cigarette, and wait quietly for the guy to answer the phone.

beep--

beep--

It seems that I had already expected it.

The phone was not so easy to get through, so he waited patiently.

When the phone was unanswered, he called again for the second time, repeatedly, smoking the cigarette and killing time.

It keeps ringing.

Finally, seven or eight minutes later, the phone was connected.

An extremely noisy sound came from inside.

At this moment in the Las Vegas Casino.

A man with glasses seemed gentle and gentle, walked out of the bathroom. He sorted out his clothes and zipped up his pants.

Then he leaned against the wall next to him and answered the phone.

There was a joking smile on the corner of Fang Wentao's mouth, as if he was not satisfied with his heart. He said, "Hey? What's wrong?"

At this moment, another blonde beauty walked out of the bathroom. The beauty was wearing high heels and a one-shoulder tight red dress, her face slightly flushed.

She seemed very satisfied and gave Fang Wentao a charming look outside, then turned around and left.

A familiar voice came from Fang Wentao's phone.

"I found them, and it seems to be very noisy!" Lu Yinhong's lips raised, his voice with a hint of trembling expectation, as if he was itchy.

Fang Wentao asked with interest: "Is it the group of people who said last time that you escaped from Luoyang to rescue the magician and staged a cliff escape trick?"

"Yes, and this time it's Bangwang Central Prison in Bangkok!" Lu Yinhong narrowed his eyes and blew the ash, and said, "There must be something here worth their adventure."

"How about it?"

"A walk?"

Fang Wentao raised his eyebrows and took a breath.

He pushed the glasses frame. To be honest, he was used to wandering outside alone, so he didn't want to get involved in so many troublesome things.

But he knew that this guy had been making trouble with the past, and that some things could not escape.

Sooner or later, it will be faced.

Instead of waiting for trouble to come, it is better to take the initiative to cause trouble to others.

He also responded helplessly: "Hey, my head hurts, okay, you decide!"

"I'll play two more hands, see you tonight!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to reply.

...

now.

In a dilapidated suburb alley.

A group of butt children were sitting on the side of the tree stump playing cards, and were still gambling.

This is a small town on the road from Bangkok to Chiang Mai.

A beep.

Chen Dong hung up the phone, frowned and said to everyone: "I found out clearly. The three interpols have indeed arrived, and they are suspicious people who were taken away by the police last night."

"They seem to have not obtained the consent of the Thai police, but are acting without authorization, and are now negotiating to deal with it."

Dong Ergou bought some hot dogs and cooked food from a distance to fill everyone's stomach. He analyzed carefully: "So, these three people may not have anything to do with the organization, otherwise they would not be chasing them very tightly just by text messages and photos of sandalwood boxes."

Chen Dong sighed with some regret, "The person who called the police could not find it, it seemed that he was deliberately hiding his identity."

He looked at everyone with a meaningful look.

This shows a very critical issue, their whereabouts have been exposed.

Whether it was the person who called the police, the three interpols also found out based on some clues.

Dong Ergou narrowed his eyes, grabbed a hot bread and ate it, and chewed it while saying, "It's not a bad thing to be able to find us. Since that's the case, why not just follow the plan?"

"Dig a hole to see how many people will come."

Chen Dong fell into deep thought, and the figure of the silver-haired man appeared in his mind. If this guy could be arrested, he should be able to ask a lot of things.

Including what the other party stands, and who fired the sniper who shot the headshot in the dock.

What is the purpose?

Things will be much clearer if you can pry open that guy's mouth.

It was at this moment.

Dong Ergou's cell phone suddenly rang. After answering, he responded, and handed the cell phone to Chen Dong.

"Liang Fu is looking for you!"

Dong Ergou raised his eyebrows and signaled that he might have to move.

Chen Dong took the phone and heard Liang Fu's voice inside, and the other party said, "I think Lao Song and Lao Mo have the key clues."

Liang Fu pushed the glasses frame and explained earnestly: "I suspect they have other hostages in their hands to threaten the organization."

"The shot from the port terminal should have been fired by a traitor. It was tried to provoke a fight between the two sides by killing Mr. Mo. Even from the beginning, the sudden rebellion of the SM transnational organization was to attack us, which was extremely likely a wrong guide for the traitor."
To be continued...