Chapter 1502 Tracking

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What Chen Mo did just now makes him feel good about himself. It will finally make the criminal realize his mistake in the future. Although in the future such criminals will lie on their beds and repent for the rest of their lives, there will be one less bad person in society from then on.

The light of the righteous path shines on the earth, illuminating every dark place!

Moreover, riding on the snatched motorcycle, I just don’t feel bad. You can ride how you want, even if there are potholes on the road, you can just ride at will. There is no need to worry about whether the vehicle will be damaged.

Just like that, we drove all the way back to the city. Although I had just been dragged along for a while, my memory was still good, so I returned directly along the route I had just taken. While going around and around, the driving was a bit bumpy. The main reason is that a long section of the road is a dirt road, so the motorcycle speed cannot be increased, just like when we came here, we were stuck all the way.

After driving for a long time, we finally got on the highway. The road was smoother, but there were very few road signs and almost no street lights. At night, basically few people in Cambodia go out. Only in some lively city centers are there people. In other places, they basically adhere to the principle of going to bed after dark.

Chen Mo drove back to Siem Reap based on his memory. But this motorcycle is quite good. The odometer shows only a few thousand kilometers, so it is obviously a new car.

hey-hey! I originally planned to buy a car today, but it seems I won’t have to!

"boom!"

The sound of the engine suddenly became louder. Chen Mo twisted the accelerator and then sped off.

This section of the road is relatively flat and is also a cement road, so after driving for a certain distance, he suddenly accelerated! The main reason is that the weather here is really humid, hot and boring, so I speed up a bit.

Once the speed increases, it feels like a cool breeze, which is very good!

Chen Mo could have used a talisman with a cool breeze, but he didn't prepare much for this kind of talisman. He used it too much in the rain forest this time, so he had no use for these two days.

After approaching the destination, Chen Mo threw the motorcycle directly into a river. This motorcycle can no longer be ridden because no matter which driver calls the police, or someone in their family calls the police, etc., it will bother him.

He came here looking for a place to live in Wallace, not trouble. It's a pity that such a new motorcycle can only be ridden for such a short time. It's really a waste.

A motorcycle is still a very huge expense for ordinary people in Cambodia. A motorcycle costs between 600 and 1,200 knives. This price is still very expensive for ordinary people.

Don't look at this shabby motorcycle. Although it is a local brand, it is actually a joint venture product. The price is relatively expensive. A motorcycle is basically the income of an ordinary Cambodian person in the past year or so, so he can afford it. of.

So if the motorcycle disappears, the driver's family or himself may have to call the police to find it. So I just threw the motorcycle away so that there would be no traces.

As soon as he turned around, Chen Mo also changed into a different look. Although he was still a native of Cambodia, his appearance changed drastically.

When Chen Mo found out about Wallace's hideout after wandering around, he was really surprised. I originally thought that there would be few people in the location. For such an arrogant person, there should not be too many ordinary people disturbing the place, but I did not expect that the place of residence, although it is on the outskirts of Siem Reap City, is still quite lively. In a very remote corner, but in a place with a lot of people.

The house is a two-story building with a yard and covers an area of ​​about five to six hundred square meters. From the outside, it doesn't look too luxurious, just a simple Cambodian-style house. There is an alley in front of the yard, which is not small, about two lanes wide.

After exiting the alley, there is a street, which is quite busy with people coming and going. It seems that Wallace wants to take a break from the busy city, maybe because it is more convenient to live here and shopping is relatively close.

When Chen Mo walked to the entrance of the alley, he found that there were many people around, either enjoying the cool air, chatting, or just hanging out. Moreover, there were some lights here, which made it look lively in the dark night. So he found a restaurant nearby and tried Cambodian specialties.

While he was eating, a man was holding a phone and talking while walking. Although the voice was very low, Chen Mo could hear what this man said.

I only heard this person say: "Is the news confirmed?"

"Did you get that jade?"

"What? The other party wants to pay more?"

"These guys are so greedy for money that they raise prices on the spot!"

"Okay, I understand, just wait, I'll be here right away!"

After saying that, the man found a tuk-tuk and left directly.

Chen Mo immediately put down a few knives and said to the boss: "Check out, no need to look for it!" After saying that, he went to find a tuk-tuk and asked someone to drive it. He directed the direction and followed.

The person who just called me spoke Khmer, but he was a Westerner. And although this person could lower his voice when talking on the phone, to Chen Mo, this lowered voice was still very clear.

However, even though the Westerner who made the phone call spoke Khmer, it didn't mean much, and not every Westerner would be able to make Chen Mo interested in finding out. The main reason is that this person has alien energy. Although it is not very powerful, it can still be detected by Chen Mo.

So, what this man said about jade and trading aroused Chen Mo's curiosity, so he wanted to follow him and have a look.

Mainly, Chen Mo discovered that although it was already dark, it was not yet time to enter Wallace's den. It was still relatively early and many people nearby had not rested yet. The information revealed by the Westerner over the phone just now made Chen Mo a little curious, so he moved the matter of Wallace's den later and followed the Westerner first to see what it was.

If you let him follow you, he is really talented. The main reason is that Chen Mo's spiritual consciousness is about 600 meters long. As long as he has seen it, he will not forget it, and he will not let the people in front of him find it, so he followed all the way and arrived near the Kampongkdei Bridge.

Chen Mo didn't know this bridge either, but he could ask the driver, so he knew the name of the bridge. Fortunately, the driver had no suspicion. Although Chen Mo looked like a native of Cambodia, it was understandable that it was nighttime and it was daytime or not, so he couldn't tell what was ahead.

In his consciousness, the Westerner had already gotten out of the car, so Chen Mo signaled the driver to stop, then gave the driver two cuts and followed him. It's cheaper to take a tuk-tuk here. When paying the fare, you can give Riel or a knife.

I followed the Westerner from a distance and came to the bridge, and then I saw the Westerner walking under the bridge!

When I scanned it with my spiritual consciousness, I realized that the bridge was really shabby. It seemed to be an old stone bridge, and there was no river under the bridge. It was basically grassland. There were more than a dozen people standing under the bridge, divided into two sides. There were nine people on one side, who seemed to be from Cambodia, while on the other side, there were Westerners and Cambodians, which was a mixed bag.

After the Westerners went down, they stood in the mixed team and seemed to be whispering something with another person.

Since Chen Mo was standing some distance away from the bridge, there was no way to hear what these people said. There were people standing on the bridge, they seemed to be guards.

But he couldn't hear the sound. This didn't bother Chen Mo. He took out a miniature button eavesdropping device, stretched out his hand and flicked it, flying more than 200 meters in the air and falling under the bridge. If you are an ordinary person, an object the size of a button can be thrown dozens of meters away, which is already very good.

For him, it is really easy to reach a distance of several hundred meters with just a snap of his fingers. In addition, under the control of his spiritual consciousness, he slowed down slightly when he landed and didn't even make a sound.

These people didn't know that their voices were heard by others, and they were still arguing under the bridge.

"The price has increased now!" said the obviously Cambodian man opposite the Westerner.

"Ruilai, why did the agreed price suddenly increase?" The person who had just been discussing in a low voice with the Westerner stood up and asked.

"For this jade, more than a dozen of our people died, and it also attracted the attention of monks. How can we stay in Siem Reap in the future? So I want more money, but I will not stay in Siem Reap in the future. Wait, we people have to leave here." Ruilai said.

And when he spoke, several people around him looked in agreement.

Regarding his words, Chen Mo looked confused. However, I had some understanding of the Cambodian monks before coming here. The extraordinary people here are the monks in various temples in Cambodia.

In Cambodia, although there are very few extraordinary people, it is not impossible. Some monks have become Buddhas through a kind of practice, which are extraordinary beings in Cambodia.

As for the Buddha’s strength, we don’t have a detailed understanding of this. Mainly because Cambodia’s extraordinary people basically have no innate level of combat power. They are basically equivalent to acquired strength, so Chen Mo doesn’t know. Never cared about it.

Now when I hear these people talking about it, I remember that there are also extraordinary people in Cambodia.

The Westerner who was followed by Chen Mo seemed to be the main person in the transaction. He lowered his head slightly and explained something to the person who had just spoken. Then the Westerner who had just asked the question said again: "Don't talk about millions of dollars yet. Yes, I want to see if the jade is complete, or I want to see if it is in your hands. If it is in your hands, then let’s continue! I just want to confirm."