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"No, speaking Chinese is popular all over the world." Luke smiled and spoke fluent Chinese to the aunt, waved and ran into the alley next to her.
The aunt was stunned for a moment, and then she became happy: "Oh, this foreigner is really interesting, and he speaks Chinese really well."
After this episode, Luke walked while thinking about the information the tattooed middle-aged man had told him.
??Christo, also known as Mikhail Tykovic.
He has been wandering around South American countries for a long time, such as Mexico, Honduras, Costa Rica, Colombia, and Brazil. He has weapons and illegal drugs in one hand and has made a fortune in transactions between both parties.
This matches the information given by the DEA (Drug Enforcement Administration).
Because the informant or agent Lisa Feng was tracing the route of illegal drugs.
The troublesome thing is that Lisa was captured by the tattooed middle-aged man just now, but when she was delivered to Christo, he didn¡¯t know her subsequent whereabouts.
The tattooed middle-aged man is just a peripheral pony leader of Christo, and he has no idea about the real inside story of the gang.
Luke is relatively convinced of this.
After all, no one with status would be thrown into this slum to drink beer and look after drug retail.
However, the tattooed middle-aged man still knows a little bit about the gang, such as where his superiors are.
??Wild Jungle Bar.
He casually bought a tourist map from a roadside newsstand. He opened it and looked at it for a while, but he couldn't find the Wild Jungle Bar.
Glancing at the honest-looking newsstand owner next to him, Luke casually took out a dollar knife and stuffed it into his hand: "Can you point me to the Wild Jungle Bar?"
The newsstand owner looked at the knife in his hand, smiled and tapped a certain point on the map with his finger: "Here."
Luke raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure?"
The boss didn¡¯t even look at the map, he just pointed at it casually.
The newsstand owner laughed honestly: "For the money you gave me directly, I guarantee that it will be there. Moreover, the girls there have big butts, and you Americans all like it there."
Luke shouted: "Are you sure?"
The newsstand owner nodded: "A single boy at a very young age came to Rio just to see the statue of Jesus? Well, you are very generous and pleasing to the eye, so I will tell you so straightforwardly. "
Luke chuckled and took out another five-dollar knife and patted his hand: "You are also very honest. I wish you a good day."
The newsstand owner smiled and picked up the two bills and looked at Luke's retreating back: "Hey, young Americans are so generous. A few nice words can actually cost you more than the money you pay for directions."
As Luke walked, he looked at the map in his hand, which overlapped with the map in his mind.
Suddenly there was a burst of noise.
Luke¡¯s expression changed and he looked up.
¡°Just a few dozen meters away, I saw several people emerging from the roof of a house, and gunshots rang out. The people were divided into two groups, chasing each other back and forth and heading down the mountain.
Luke was amazed: It is indeed Rio, it is indeed a slum. Before I even did it, someone came first.
"It seemed that there were two men and one woman running away in front, while a large number of gunmen were chasing behind them.
They went from a few chasing the two at the beginning to a dozen, split into two sides and chased the two men and one woman in front of them.
Luke leisurely found a corner with the best view, pulled the railing on the side, and turned sideways to look down at the chase.
The two men and one woman in front were quickly divided into two groups under pursuit.
A strong bald man diverted most of the pursuers, and he was rushing forward on the roof of a shanty. He looked a bit like Leto, the French parkour genius.
The other man and woman took the opportunity to escape further and further away, and gradually distanced themselves from the large army of pursuers. It seemed that they could escape without any problems.
However, the next moment Luke heard gunfire near the bald man. A moment later, a window suddenly shattered, and another bald man rushed out, chasing closely behind the first bald man.
Luke was confused: What are you doing? Why are they all bald and all muscular? Could it be a drama about brothers falling in love and killing each other?
However, he soon came to his senses.
I won¡¯t mention the bald guy in the front, but the equipment of the guy in the back is obviously from a regular team.
??Look again at the thin chain police badge dangling around his neck.Ke Speechless: Can you meet your peers?
Of course, those who dare to hang up their police badges here are most likely the FBI and DEA (Drug Enforcement Administration) who would rather others not know their identity, and the CIA generally does not have the habit of disclosing their identities.
The FBI is a federal police officer, so it wouldn¡¯t be wrong to say that they are Luke¡¯s colleagues, but these colleagues should not be here for the case he is handling.
There are not so many suspects in the case in his hands.
¡°It can only be said that there are too many cases here in Rio.
Luke sighed, watching a chaotic chase all the way down with the sound of gunfire, and finally burst into a dense sound of gunfire, and the place returned to calm.
He then walked down slowly.
When passing by a street corner, I also got behind the crowd of onlookers, stood on tiptoe and looked inside like a curious baby.
Inside, the bodies of seven or eight masked gangsters with guns were lying in a mess. Several people wearing bulletproof vests were talking there, including the second bald man who appeared.
Luke just glanced at it for a few times, then turned around and left.
That¡¯s right, these are people from the United States.
The actions, behavior and language are all in the style of a regular team, and the firearms and equipment are top-notch.
"Mercenaries will not hang up an FBI badge and go on a killing spree in Rio in broad daylight. That would be bad luck."
I just don¡¯t know, what are these FBI¡¯s here for? Luke quickly gave up thinking about this boring question.
There are a lot of cases in Rio. Let¡¯s talk about it if we encounter one.
He got on a bus and studied the route on the tourist map for a moment.
After a while, he got off the bus, got on again, and transferred to another bus.
Looking at the scenery outside the window, he felt relatively relaxed.
At least it got off to a good start and there was no miss in the starting lineup.
As long as there is a clue that allows him to follow Lisa's whereabouts, the rest of the problems can be solved.
¡°What he dislikes most about handling cases now is that there are no clues.
As long as there are clues, it is not a big problem for him.
He looked at the sky and saw that it was close to noon, so he took the bus all the way to the beach and found a small restaurant to have lunch.
Rio¡¯s public health is pretty good, at least in the tourist areas and central areas, and there are no large-scale epidemics.
In addition, as long as you don¡¯t go to the jungle, you generally don¡¯t need to get the yellow fever vaccine.
Luke looked at the increasing numbers of beauties in bikinis on the beach not far from the restaurant, and felt for the first time that his extraordinary eyesight was not enough. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com