If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 537 Incoming Calls
Afghanistan, Kabul, noon.

Kabul is the capital of Afghanistan. Before the war broke out, it was a major city on the Silk Road full of thriving prosperity. But when the first car bomb exploded in the street and ignited the signal of civil war, chaos and the gap between rich and poor turned the entire city. The upper and lower steps created a bottomless moat.

Kabul is divided into the upper city and the slums. In the upper city, you can still see high-rise buildings and entertainment facilities, but in the lower city, the sandy soil and the "folk houses" stacked with tents under the low hills beside the Yan River are the real main tone of life.

As for the place on the short hill, it is occupied by the "rich people" in the slums. In the old words, they are called bandit leaders. They obtained weapons and money through illegal transactions and took over the hills as kings. They abandoned the upper city and turned to suck the blood of the slums. , rejuvenate the second spring on the skinny poor and become the emperor who is richer than the rich.

They dare to make any deal for arms and money, and they dare to cheat anyone, but maybe they themselves know that one day they will mess with people they shouldn't mess with and pay some price—such as today.

From a distance down the mountain, one can vaguely see a barefooted, black-clothed child running up the short hill under the sunlight. His footsteps are fast like a sensitive black monkey, and thugs with guns and guards stop him from time to time. The child, after a few words of negotiation, chose to let go, because the child seemed to have important news to report to their leader, the owner of the short mountain, Tikriq Ahmadi.

There is a clearing on the top of the short hill, and a pergola is set up in the clearing. A muscular middle-aged man in an old military uniform with a chocolate-colored chest open is playing a classic American pinball game machine.

Huge, exquisite and full of dazzling painting machines are placed out of place under the pergola. This 60-year-old antique thing can now sell for tens of thousands of dollars on the black market in the United States. It should appear in the basement of collectors, not In a slum on the banks of the Kabul River in Afghanistan.

The child ran from the sun to the side of the middle-aged man in the awning and stopped to take a few breaths. Tikriti in front of the game machine watched the constantly beating scores on the machine and the pleasant game sound. Only after he was in the void did he take his eyes off the game console.

He let go of his hands and picked up the two bottles of soda on the tray of the game console, pried off the caps and handed a bottle to the child, "Take a breath."

The child took the soda and drank half of it, took a big breath before raised his head and said in immature Pashto, "Officer Tikriti, someone outside said he is your guest and wants to see you."

"Guest?" Tikriti twisted the military cap on his head and paused for a second before turning to pick up the soda, "No, no, no, I haven't made an appointment for a guest recently, let him go away, or throw it into the river to feed the fish .”

"He said he was your repeat customer."

"Returning customer?" Tikriti slightly raised his head and put the soda in his mouth to drink, but put it down again as if thinking of something, "What kind of repeat customer?"

"Male, very young, not local."

"What about the others now?"

"It was blocked outside, he said he was waiting for you to get out."

"Just him?"

"one person."

"arms?"

"There's a knife, Uncle Hussain said it smelled like blood."

"Search again, put down his knife and let him go up the mountain alone." Tikriti waved his hand, and the child turned around with his soda and ran out of the arbor and disappeared.

About 10 minutes later, someone came in from outside the arbor, and the footsteps were very gentle. The person who walked in was a young boy wearing a white shirt that definitely didn’t look like he had been in a slum. Nothing in a slum is absolutely white, and purity is almost the same as This chaotic place is insulated, and those who dare to walk in here in this suit are either fools or have support behind them.

The collar of the boy's white shirt was slightly open, exposing his sun-tanned skin. He wore a necklace with a bone horn of an unknown animal hanging from the end of his neck. After he walked into the awning, he stopped and looked at it. Looking at Tikriti playing a game console in the distance.

Tikriti turned his head and glanced at the boy, then was slightly taken aback because he recognized who the boy was, looked him up and down and said, "Oh, so it's you. You're back?"

Lin Nian, who walked into the arbor, did not answer. He looked around at the cozy layout of the arbor, walked up to Tikrik as if he was at home, bent down and took out a bottle of soda from the box, and opened the bottle with his thumb. cover.

"So, you met Raman al-Zawahiri?" Tikrik saw that Lin Nian no longer had the mind to play game consoles, and sat down with interest as if seeing a dead man crawling up to him again alive. on the sofa.

"No." Lin Nian said after taking half a sip of soda.

"You didn't go to the base of 'Taban'?" Tikrik raised his eyebrows.

"arrive."

"Then what did you do there?"

"It's not something you should worry about."

"Oh? I'm just curious about how you did it. How did you come back alive." Tikrik smiled without being annoyed by the other party's tone, "Can you tell me if it's convenient for you?"

"I'll come back when I finish my work." Lin Nian looked down at the soda bottle in his hand, and tapped it lightly with his index finger to test its firmness.

"Wow!" Seeing Lin Nian's expression on Tiklik's face, Tikrik also became interesting, "I sent him there and escaped alive. Are you an agent? CIA or MI6?"

"Do I look American or British?"

"Not like that, but they never shy away from using foreigners." Tiklik lay on the sofa and looked at Lin Nian. came to find me?"

"Solve the transaction between us." Lin Nian looked at the glass bottle of soda.

"I don't think there is any transaction problem between us." Tikrik said innocently, "I have always paid the money and dealt with it in business, and I have never defaulted on it."

"The deal we agreed before is that I will pay you [-] US dollars, and you will introduce me to the high-level organization of 'Taban' and meet with their leaders. But I found that when I arrived at 'Taban', I was a As a prisoner waiting to be executed, he was escorted there, and when he got out of the car, he was pointed at his head with a gun," Lin Nian said to Tiklik.

"...[-] dollars is not enough for me to replace two new pinball game machines. I am willing to pay the unjust money, and I will send you to the inside of 'Taban' very kindly. This is already interesting enough." Tiklik spread his hands, "And if I remember correctly, you asked for [-] US dollars to take you to see the high-level organization of 'Taban', right? If I remember correctly, the high-level terrorist organization will personally show up for me to observe the execution during the execution." I didn't cheat you of money, I did what I promised you."

"Needless to say so many explanations, you breached the contract. If I guessed correctly, you planned to collect money from the beginning and sell me to be someone's scapegoat. Maybe you also accepted the person I replaced. Protection fee, one thing earns money from both sides." Lin Nian looked at Tikrik.

"So? You felt cheated, so you came to my place angrily, confronted me, and didn't bring any weapons?" Tikrik looked at the boy with his left leg on the sofa with interest.

"I don't like being deceived—or Kassel College doesn't like being deceived. Although I completed the task, I still received a request to come to your place. You were introduced to me by someone from the Intelligence Department. If there is a deviation in the mission process at your part, I will naturally question you on behalf of the intelligence department.” Lin Nian said, “It’s also a good thing that I am the one who accepts the mission this time, if someone else wants to break out of the base There will be a price to pay, and there will be a crisis of trust between the commissioners of the executive department and the intelligence department in the future."

"Cassel College, yes, it seems that something like this contacted me to make this deal before?" Tikrik tapped the wall lightly with a soda bottle, "You want to seek justice from me ? I don’t know which organization’s agent friend?”

"Yes."

"How do you ask for it?" Tikrik put the soda bottle under the sofa and looked at the boy holding the soda bottle in the awning.

"I've finished solving the 'Taban' matter, but due to your deviation in doing things, I failed to capture a living person and could only bring back a corpse. The school is very dissatisfied, so you have to bear part of the responsibility .And the intelligence department means to make this matter a warning to others. After all, compared to you, we are the real terrorist organization. Only we deceive others, and no one else deceives us." Lin Nian explained, "Listen It sounds like a double standard, but that’s about it.”

"You came here to kill me?" Tikrik couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Yes, that's what it means." Lin Nian nodded without concealing his purpose.

Tikrik suddenly pulled out a gun from under the sofa compartment and pointed it at Lin Nian's face. The smile on his face disappeared instantly and turned into Sen Leng, "Well, now I'm sure you have a brain problem."

This is a slum, the base of Afghanistan's largest human trafficking and intelligence trading boss, and an unarmed man walked in and said he wanted to kill him in front of his face?This kind of joke can be made, but you have to be prepared to blow your head when you make it.

"Pull the trigger," said Lin Nian, holding a soda bottle.

Tikrik squinted slightly, and Lin Nian looked at the muzzle of the gun aimed at him and repeated his own words, "Pull the trigger and give me a valid reason to kill you."

"You want to die so much?"

"Let's think so. After killing Raman Kabdullah, my mission this time is declared complete, but I have to come here again because of your incident." Lin Nian touched I took out my phone and looked at the time, "It will be over after dealing with all the tasks for you and me. I still have a plane ticket to go back to college this afternoon."

"As you wish." Tikrik felt that this guy was crazy, and under Lin Nian's gaze, he simply pulled the trigger but there was no gunshot.

In front of Tikrik, Lin Nian stood still and didn't move. He glanced at him flatly, turned his head, walked away from the arbor and disappeared into the sunlight.

The intelligence dealer on the sofa behind him suddenly felt the pain of suffocation, he subconsciously covered his throat and fell to the ground, unexpectedly a smooth and transparent bottle bottom appeared in his mouth. The soda bottle was jammed down his throat, and he tried in pain to pull it out but it was clearly stuffed down his throat.

No gunshots naturally did not attract the attention of the patrolling people in the distance of the arbor. Lin Nian walked farther and farther under the sun, and Tikrik, who was lying on the ground in the arbor and wanted to call for help but could not make any sound, only paid attention before he died. A bullet, a complete magazine, and a school emblem of the half-decayed World Tree stood upright in front of him when he fell to the ground.

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After leaving the short hill, it wasn't until they went down to the bottom of the hill to pick up the deposit of Ju Yiwen Zezong and got on a pickup truck that the thugs on the short hill behind discovered the fact that their leader had died. Curses enveloped the entire short mountain, but this was no longer Lin Nian's concern.

The task is the task. The Ministry of Intelligence asked him to find time to deal with this dishonest human trafficker. He also acted very neatly, explaining the ins and outs, conducting preliminary demonstrations, and letting the other party and the forces left behind by the other party understand that the World Tree school emblem is engraved on it. The organization is not something they can mess with.

If Kassel College can kill one of their leaders, they will surely be able to kill the second one. The new leader will probably know what to do next time he meets someone with this school badge and asks them for help.

Sitting on the back of the pickup truck, this weather-beaten old-fashioned pickup truck probably had to be converted into a car bomb and started wheezing. The driver is a local who is familiar with the road conditions and soon drove away from the short hills. In the sandstorm situation, when the guys on the dwarf hill wanted revenge and killed them, they probably couldn't even find the ruts.

On the back of the pickup truck that was driving smoothly, Lin Nian held Ju Yiwen Zezong in his arms, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

After half a minute, the person on the other side got connected, and the person on the other side asked, "Why is it so slow? I see that your location and navigation are in a slum? Didn't you go to the desert to trouble terrorists?"

"I have dealt with some more things, the task needs."

"Mission, mission, it's not safe to take a vacation."

"The executive department is like this. Using the commissioner as a mule, it can last a day." Lin Nian sighed and said, "Have the photos been uploaded?"

"It's uploaded. Norma has completed the iris, face and fingerprint matching. It's definitely a fugitive. This should be the last one, right?"

"The last one." Lin Nian replied, "If you catch the live one, you may have to wait for a few days for the handover, but now there is no need."

"Of course, the leaders of the terrorist organizations have been hanging at the gate of the base for you to bask in the sun. If you hang them in the morning, they will be published in the newspaper at noon. Did you destroy their entire base?" The phone rang and the newspaper flipped The voice, probably the girl was reading the newspaper while talking on the phone, "Aren't you hurt?"

"It's just a group of miscellaneous soldiers, few of them have blood. The secret of 'Taban''s invincibility before was just that there was a mixed-race word spirit in it who was the 'Servant of the King'. A force not to be underestimated."

"You won't give it all, will you?" the girl hesitated for a while and asked.

"If I change to another commissioner, I can probably only blow up the entire base, but the other party should not be exposed in my field of vision to release the words in public. When his golden eyes light up and I see him, the battle is basically over. "Lin Nian pulled out Ju Yizi Zong with his mobile phone between his hands and wiped the blood left on it, "What's the response from the college after the task briefing was uploaded?"

"About this matter" the rhythm of the voice on the other end of the phone paused, "Minister Von Schneider asked you to call over, it seems that there is something to talk to you in private."

"The minister is looking for me?" Lin Nian paused, "Isn't it because he wants me to work overtime?"

"Specially ask me to call after you have settled everything. It seems to be related to domestic matters."

"Domestic affairs?" Lin Nian was stunned, "What can happen in China?"

"Not sure, but I clicked from the side, and Minister Schneider seemed to reveal a few names you are familiar with."

"Say."

"Lu Mingfei, Chen Wenwen and Su Xiaoqiang." Lin Xian said, "They seem to be in trouble."

　ps: I pushed a book "People in Hokage, Start a Quiet Court", a book friend asked me to recommend it, and it seems that it is going to be a boutique.

　　


(End of this chapter)