Mrs. Vaux's phone call took a long time, and it took more than half an hour before she heard Dongdongdong's footsteps coming from the living room.
"Vokes has made an appointment with Staffan Capello.
Went to visit him at his home tonight. "
Hearing what his wife said, Vox was overjoyed.
Although it would make him feel a little ashamed and embarrassed to have his wife come forward this time to find his former love rival for help.
But this was his life-saving straw, and he couldn't help but take it seriously.
"Really? Honey, thank you so much."
Mrs. Walkers had a sweet smile on her face.
"What are you talking about! We are a family.
I'll prepare the gifts first.
You should freshen up and put on more formal clothes. "
Vox quickly stood up and said:
"I'll let them prepare gifts. You go and freshen up the children. We'll change clothes and set off."
At this time, Vox couldn't care less about the embarrassment and wished he could see his former love rival now.
After hearing what Vox said, Mrs. Vox did not refuse and directly greeted the two children who were still playing outside:
"Kids, come here, our family is going to visit a friend tonight."
The two children ran over happily after hearing this.
Vox laughed and walked out, not forgetting to rub the heads of two children as he passed them.
Walkers, who came outside the courtyard gate, waved to the vehicles parked on the roadside.
Before Vasek could open the door, Gilad had already hurried to the front of Walkers very quickly.
When Vox saw this, he rarely smiled at Gilad for the first time today.
"I'm going to prepare a more expensive gift. I'm going to visit a friend."
Gilad saw the smile on Vox's face, and his heart moved. The boss is the boss, and he found a solution to the problem so quickly.
"Okay, boss,
I'm going to prepare now. "
After saying that, he turned around and ran towards a small bridge car on the side of the road, and soon the vehicle sped away.
Vox nodded with satisfaction and turned to go home.
Several people in the car outside cursed and said:
"This guy is such a sycophant."
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That night, the Walkers family was having dinner with their host in a Portuguese-style two-story building on Redwood Avenue in Recife.
Everyone was talking and laughing, and the children also had a great time.
When the male host saw that it was almost time, he said to Walkers:
"Vox, how about we talk in the study?"
After the preliminary preparations and introductions from my wife, everyone has become familiar with each other.
Vox also knew that in front of him was Staffan Capello, a tall, middle-aged man with a Chinese character face and a big beard.
He served as a major's staff officer in the Recife garrison. As for the specific duties of this staff officer, Vox was not too sure.
But since he is a major officer, he must have certain rights.
"Of course Capello, it's an honour."
When the women saw him, they knew that the man wanted to talk about business, so they smiled and nodded.
Mrs. Vaux took the initiative to get up and help Mrs. Cappello clear the dining table. The two talked and laughed and exchanged their respective parenting experiences.
Staffan Capello is only a major officer, so his family's financial conditions are obviously not particularly well-off.
The study room at home is not big, just enough to place a desk and two stools.
The two of them walked into the study room with their own cups of coffee, and the guest and host took their seats.
Staffan Capello got straight to the point:
"Wox, I heard your father-in-law talking to me on the phone.
You're in some trouble right now and might need my help, right? "
Only then did Vox realize that it was not the Staffan Capello whom his wife had contacted on her own.
It was through his father-in-law that he found the other party. His heart, which was still a little uncomfortable at first, suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.
But he was a little embarrassed to think that he still had to alarm his father-in-law.
However, this matter is not a trivial matter. Such a large arms smuggling scandal will definitely reach the ears of my father-in-law sooner or later.
The Recife Police Department knew that the goods belonged to him without any investigation.
He believed that the police did not dare to do anything to him, and even tried to find ways to wipe his butt.
After all, when he took over this business, he was introduced by the deputy chief of police.
Wouldn't handing over the case to the Recife Police Department be equivalent to letting the Recife Police Department investigate itself?
His first priority now is not how to escape police investigation, but how to satisfy the needs of the big shots.
As long as the big shots behind the scenes are satisfied, this investigation will be a joke.
And if the big shot cannot be satisfied, then this investigation will become a noose around his neck, which can kill him at any time.
This is why Walkers didn't want to run away after knowing that the arms were seized.
It’s about finding new sources of supply and continuing to complete transactions.
After hearing Staffan Capello's question and looking at the environment at his home, Woakes felt that he was very hopeful that he could achieve his goal today.
"Yes, Brother Capello, thank you for being willing to receive me when I encountered difficulties and came to your door."
Staffan Capello smiled noncommittally after hearing Vox's words.
He picked up the coffee in his hand and took a sip before saying:
"We are all friends, and we should entertain you.
But I can't say whether I can help.
Don't look at me as a major officer, but in fact, I am just a regimental staff officer.
You have to understand that in the army, there is a saying: "If a staff officer is not a commander, he will not even fart!"
So, you'd better tell your story first and let me help you refer to it.
See if I can help you. "
Walkers had never been in the military, so of course he had never heard of this sentence, but he could understand what the other party meant.
But this was the only person he could come into contact with who was serving in the military.
No matter whether the other party can help him or not, he has to give it a try.
With a humble smile on his face, Vox thought about how to speak more appropriately.
After all, this is an illegal and criminal matter, and it seems that no matter how I speak, I will drag the other person into the water.
Therefore, after much thought, I decided to get straight to the point.
He picked up the coffee in his hand, took a big sip, and moistened his dry throat before saying:
"I want to buy a batch of arms. I wonder if Brother Capello can help?"
Staffan Capello listened to Woakes' words and acted very calmly.
After all, he is not stupid. He was already thinking about this problem the first time he knew Walkers' identity. What could happen if a gangster suddenly asked him, a soldier, to help?
But he still agreed to meet with Vox, which shows that the two have a certain basis for cooperation.
Corruption in the Brazilian military is commonplace, not to mention that local garrison forces like theirs are poorly equipped.
If soldiers can have running training once a week, it is considered high-intensity training.
If you can stand in formation when being inspected by the superior, you will be considered qualified.
If he, a major officer, wants to survive in the army, he must take care of everything.
And since he is not an officer leading troops, he cannot receive the respect of his soldiers.
I can only receive some benefits when I go to some place for inspection.
But this little benefit, not to mention letting him bribe his superiors, giving him a promotion and a salary increase, is not enough to support his family.
Now that he had an opportunity to make extra money, he didn't want to give it up easily.
Hearing the other party's request, he was noncommittal.
Picked up a pack of cigarettes from the table, pulled out one, handed one to Walkers, put it under his nose and smelled it before saying:
"How much do you want?"
Vokes, who was in a rough mood, breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Staffan Capello's answer.
His whole body was shaking with excitement.
Instead of refusing, he asked him how much he wanted. Wouldn’t that be enough?
He didn't waste any time, and took out the list from his pocket, put it on the desk, turned it around, and pushed it in front of Staffan Capello.
Staffan Capello did not reach out to take it, but picked up the match next to him and lit the cigarette in his hand.
Then he casually threw the match in his hand to Walkers.
Vox took it with both hands, pulled out a match and lit it for himself.
He saw Staffan Cappello across from him holding a cigarette in his mouth. After taking a puff, he picked up the list on the table.
After just one glance, the cigarette in his mouth fell on his pants.
Staffan Capello, who was burned, quickly stood up and shook the cigarette on the ground, regardless of the cigarette on the ground.
He looked at Vox dumbfounded and said:
"Are you crazy? Do you want to rebel?"
Vox heard Staffan Capello's question and looked at him looking horrified by his list.
Suddenly I felt that the other party was just a young officer with little knowledge!
It's worse than when I saw this deal.
There was no reason to feel a sense of superiority.
He coughed twice and said with a smile:
"Haha...Brother Capello, don't be nervous.
What do you mean by rebellion? This is business, do you understand?
Just a business deal.
What you should focus on is not the quantity of arms, but the amount.
Understand? "
Staffan Capello heard Vox's words and said very angrily:
"Is this a normal business? This is arms.
There is enough equipment for a reinforced battalion here. With such a reinforced battalion, we can attack Recife.
do you understand? "
Vox saw that Staffan Capello was really scared. He shrugged helplessly, stood next to him, patted his shoulder, signaled him to calm down, and said softly:
"Don't worry, I didn't sell these arms to Recife."
Hearing Vox's answer, Staffan Capello calmed down a little.
But he still asked cautiously:
"Who would want such a large batch of arms?"
Vox glanced sideways at Staffan Capello with a hint of disdain. When he just heard that he said it was an arms deal, he had never seen you so nervous.
Now that I saw the number, I reacted like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
Isn’t this a desire to be both a person and a person?
If he didn't need the other person now, he would have spit in his face long ago.
After thinking for a while, Vox shook his head and said:
"Brother Capello, we are businessmen and we never care who the customers are.
All I care about is whether he can afford it.
Besides, I think your worries are unnecessary.
If you think the quantity of this batch of arms is huge, that’s just your opinion.
Don’t you know, just the guns in the hands of the citizens of Recife,
Is the total number far greater than the number of your garrison?
Why don't you ask who sold these guys? "
Staffan Capello was speechless for a moment by Vox's words.
After a long while he said:
“But there are also machine guns and grenades in here.
These things should not appear among the public. "
Vokes looked at the coy Staffan Capello and felt that the guy he had found was obviously not a suitable business partner.
Continuing to argue with him on such meaningless topics is a waste of time.
Just calm down and say directly:
"Brother, it can't be so. You simply can't come up with such a large amount of arms!"
