nightcrawler in los angeles

Chapter 103 The Chaotic Mount Antero

Leo Vantaa, who had just woken up, stretched his waist and yelled at the empty hotel room: "It's so good to sleep!"

Leo Vanta, who just woke up, didn't take a shower the first time he got up, but walked to the door and stuck it on the crack of the door to take a look at the mark he made last night.

When he took out a strand of hair from the crack of the door, Rio Vanta began to wash and dress.

It's just that it's different from when he walked into the Hilton Hotel yesterday. Yesterday's Leo Vantaa was wearing a suit and leather shoes. Today's Leo Vantaa is wearing the clothes of a Shell oil tanker.

When Leo Vanta saw that he had a small mustache in the mirror, Leo Vanta proudly stroked the mustache with the comb on the dressing table.

In order not to let the people in the hotel see anything strange, Leo Vantaa put on a light-colored overcoat before going out.

Sitting in the lobby of the hotel, Dalton Jr. was holding a "Chicago Daily" in his hand and looked at the newspaper leisurely. Whenever someone walked towards the gate of the Hilton Hotel, Dalton Jr. would habitually glance at it.

Instead, Marco dozed off with his eyes closed, but Tao Xi was not there.

When a man in a windbreaker and a hat passed by, Dalton Jr. still took a look, but Dalton Jr. quickly took his gaze back.

When the man in the light-colored overcoat walked to the gate of the hotel and reached out to hail a taxi and was about to leave, Marco sat up with a "hoo" and looked at Little Dalton.

"Aren't you here to follow that spy? Why don't you move!"

Little Dalton still looked at the newspaper in his hand leisurely and replied in a low voice: "Isn't this person who hasn't come out yet?"

Seeing Dalton's appearance, Marco couldn't help but rolled his eyes and dragged Dalton to the outside: "Everyone is gone, you are still here reading the newspaper!"

Little Dalton saw that the inexplicable Marco was just about to pull away to avoid being seen by others, but Marco directly stopped a taxi and pointed to the taxi in front of him and said, "Follow him!"

"Oh! God! I told Tao Xi that I don't need you. Your existence can only add to my confusion."

When Marco heard what Dalton said, he couldn't help curling his lips and ignored him. Instead, Dalton took out a mobile phone from his arms and kept communicating in French. Fortunately, Marco didn't listen. I understand, if Marco understands, he will definitely kick him under the car.

"I've run into an idiot! I've lost track of that top CIA agent!"

"Okay! I see. Now I need you to help me communicate with your colleagues in Washington to see if I can find out about Rio Vantaa's consumption in the United States."

"OK! OK! I think you should wait now, the route is wrong! A senior CIA agent should know basic disguise, right? Oh! Fxxk! I'm so stupid!"

Little Dalton looked at the familiar environment around him and seemed to realize something suddenly. He was speaking French and English on the other side of the phone. Even the taxi driver sitting in the cab was a little nervous and kept looking through the rearview mirror. he.

Until a photo was taken out of Dalton's arms. This photo was taken on the [Trade Record Form of Import and Export Enterprises in Denver].

According to the order of sorting on Rio Vantaa's table, the first company he needs to investigate is the South Platte Mining Company!
When the taxi they had been following stopped steadily at the gate of the South Platte Mining Company, the taxi that Dalton Jr. and Marco were riding in quickly passed by.

Leo Vanta, who was standing at the gate of the South Platte Mining Company's factory, paid the taxi fare and took a serious look at the taxi that followed him until the taxi disappeared from his sight. , Leo Vanta just threw his windbreaker into the trash can and walked into the factory.

After nearly 10 minutes, Dalton Jr. and Marco walked back to the gate of the factory on foot.

Little Dalton asked with disbelief when he saw the windbreaker in the trash can, "How did you recognize him?"

Marko proudly pointed to his own nose and explained: "In this world, apart from Tao Xi and Hill, the only thing that can give me a sense of security is my nose."

Little Dalton carefully touched Marco's most proud nose and muttered in a low voice: "What a dog's nose! No wonder I told Tao Xi to follow him. Tao Xi asked you to stay and help me."

Marco was not angry when he heard this, but snorted proudly and walked into the factory first, followed by Dalton Jr.
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The mountain road in Antero Mountain is not easy to walk. Whenever the pickup truck turns a corner, a wheel of the pickup truck will hang in the air. Tao Xi wonders if the driver is very familiar with this mountain road. Every time the pickup truck turns At that time, Tao Xi felt that the drivers inside would step on the accelerator hard.

Tao Xi, who was dressed in rags, sat on the back seat of an old pickup truck and looked at the three fellows who were traveling with him.

These four people seem to be living on Antero Mountain. Each of them has a pick and shovel stuck in the back of their backpack. One of them, a very energetic Hispanic man, took the initiative to chat with Tao Xi: "You You didn't do this before!"

"Ah."

"I knew it when I saw you. Of the four of us, you didn't wear a tent. Don't you know that Antero Mountain is very prone to rain?"

"Ah."

"I can let you share a tent with me where you haven't been for a while. I was lucky last time. I dug up a smoky stone for $7000!" The Hispanic man took it out of his pocket as if showing off. An invoice was issued.

"Well, it's amazing." Tao Xi just raised his eyelids and didn't make a sound. The Hispanic man was not angry, but moved closer to another person and began to chatter.

Tao Xi raised his head and glanced at the originally winding and rugged mountain road. After finally turning into a straight mountain road, Tao Xi let out a breath carefully. Who in mid-air doesn't feel apprehensive!

The Hispanic man next to him was like a chatterbox, and the other two didn't seem to want to chat with him very much, but he kept talking, and when he was talking, he held the pickup with one hand The seat of the car spoke.

Suddenly Tao Xi saw a man holding an ak crawling on a rock not far away, seeing this, Tao Xi directly knocked the Hispanic chatterbox down on the car.

Then there was a crisp gunshot, followed by the sound of a quick brake on the pickup truck.

(End of this chapter)