Albania, in this world full of strange things, still has the most bizarre style of painting. This country is so small that no one will know about it if they don’t pay attention to it. The population is also small, less than three million.
Why is it said that its painting style is unique?
Because of its culture and scenery.
Let’s talk about the scenery first. I’m not talking about the splendid history and beautiful natural scenery Albania has, but the ubiquitous bunkers in Little Albania. There are actually as many as 700,000 bunkers in tiny Albania. (The more generally accepted statement is that there are 360,000). There are only 3 million people in Albania, and on average there is one bunker for every 4 people!
The most distinctive feature of Albania is the bunkers scattered across the country.
This is a product of a special period. If you are interested, you can go to Baidu to search for Hoxha. He is a very awesome person and is known as the founder of Zaun diplomacy. Gaddafi even felt embarrassed in front of him. The most famous deed of this uncle is that he offended all the countries he could offend and cut off ties with all countries in the world. He felt that Albania was the purest country in the world and other countries were evil.
In short, he completely isolated his country and made the world forget about Albania. At the same time, he also made Albania forget about the whole world.
After talking about scenery, let’s talk about humanities.
In addition to its fortresses, Albania is most famous for its humanities and customs.
After Hoxha's fart, Albania, like other countries in Eastern Europe, underwent drastic changes. This is nothing, but the weird thing is that the new leadership is no better than Hoxha, or even worse. It has directly ruined the entire country. A huge Ponzi scheme (you can search online, it is very wow) has destroyed the entire country. It became worthless, and the Afghan government not only ignored it but was even willing to participate. In the end, naturally, due to the economic collapse, the people of the whole country went bankrupt, which eventually triggered a civil war.
This tragic experience gave birth to Albania's most famous cultural landscape.
Gangsta!
Albania has no money at all because of its leaders' mess, but it has an alarming amount of weapons and ammunition. The Hoxha mentioned earlier had severe persecution paranoia because he felt that the whole world was a bad guy. During his rule, he frantically built bunkers and hoarded weapons and ammunition. After the collapse of the country, no one took care of the weapons arsenal. Whoever gets it belongs to them, which leads to an explosion of military ethics in the entire country, and a large number of weapons are lost among the people.
It is not difficult to guess what those poor Albanians will do with a large number of weapons in their hands.
So Albanian gangs emerged.
Why do you say it's a gang? And not gangsters?
Because these Albanian gangsters who use weapons to make a living basically do all kinds of bad things except doing nothing for human beings.
The most heinous ones are human trafficking and drug trading. These Albanian gangs use heavy weapons to grab territory across Europe and monopolize a huge part of human trafficking and low-price drug networks! (You can still look it up if you are interested. The content is extremely uncomfortable and inhumane, so I won’t write it down to avoid problems)
With the development over the years, Albanian gangs have developed new ways of playing. In the past, they came from Eastern Europe, such as Yugoslavia, Romania, and Bulgaria. They would falsely claim that they could provide nannies, maids, models, etc. opportunity to abduct girls to developed countries in Western Europe. Once the smuggling is successful, they will get those girls addicted to drugs while manipulating them... Needless to say what happens next.
But now they find that they don't have to go to so much trouble. They only need to target the girls who are traveling, which can save a lot of transportation expenses. Especially in big cities, there are thousands of female tourists every year. The missing girls are simply It can be said that it is not worth mentioning, and not many people will pay attention to it at all.
"We have up to 96 hours, otherwise..." Stewart said.
"What else?" Brian asked sternly.
"She can never be found again, and even those scum themselves can't figure out where those girls ended up." Stewart could only say truthfully.
"NO!!!" Mills couldn't listen anymore.
She covered her face, broke down and cried.
"Mills?" Stewart then realized that Mills was nearby.
"I'm on speakerphone and Kai's here too."
Stewart was silent for a moment before speaking: "Hi, Kai."
"Hi, old man," Kai replied.
"Please," Stewart said.
"Trust me, I'm the best." Kai knew what Stewart meant.
Harvey's phone rang at this time. After a while, Harvey came back: "My friend found the video of Jin. I think there is a man who matches the person you mentioned before."
Kim mentioned a boy named Peter in her last phone call with Brian, and they took a taxi together from the airport to the temporary apartment they rented. That Peter was probably the guy the gang used to identify targets and conduct inspections.
Harvey then sent a photo of the man named Peter to Brian and Kay's phones.
"We must leave now." Brian said, looking at Mills' husband as he spoke.
But at this time Harvey said again: "I can arrange a plane. Use diplomatic channels. We can leave soon."
Kai looked at Harvey, not expecting this guy to have so many connections.
Harvey saw Kai looking at him and immediately said: "This is not my relationship, it is Nestor's, and his family has many connections. This is also our sincerity. We only hope you can think about it after this incident My proposal."
Kai nodded: "I will consider it."
…
About thirteen hours later, Kai and Brian appeared at Paris Charles de Gaulle Airport. They enjoyed diplomatic treatment and were exempted from customs inspection. After walking out of the special passage, a man in a suit was waiting for them at the exit.
"Hello, my name is Tommy. Nestor has already called me. I will do my best to help you."
"Thank you Tommy," Kai said with a smile.
Soon Tommy handed a briefcase to Kai, and Kai opened it. There were some documents and two certificates in it.
"These documents and certificates can help you with your activities in Paris. But if you are caught... these things will be forged and we will not admit it. I hope you can understand that after all, you are a private operation, and we can only provide these help. "
These certificates and documents belong to the U.S. intelligence agency in France. With them, both Kay and Brian can be temporarily regarded as U.S. intelligence agents. Of course, this thing is just to fool people and has no legal effect. It is okay to fool the French police, but once the other party conducts verification, they will immediately show their cowardice.
However, this is enough.
Kai nodded and asked only one question: "Have you found the man named Peter?"
"Of course, our people have been watching him, but we have no power to arrest or question him, so you can only handle it yourself." Tommy gestured to a black man not far away, who nodded, and then Looking at Kai and Brian.
After Kai and Brian thanked Tommy again, they followed the black man towards the airport exit.
Only then did Brian ask, "Who is that Harvey?"
"The Chief Prosecutor of New York City." Kay didn't hide it.
"What did he ask you to consider?" Brian could see that the reason Harvey was willing to help was because he wanted Kai to agree to their conditions. Brian had always wanted to ask before, but seeing that Kai didn't pay attention, he didn't speak. But now, Brian found that the guy named Harvey was able to get American intelligence officers in France to help. It was obvious that he had the power It was not small, and what the other party was asking for after spending so much effort must not be simple, so Brian finally couldn't help it anymore.
He was a little afraid that the price Kai would pay was too high.
"It's okay, they just want me to go to New York."
Kai said nonchalantly. Although he was not very interested in going to New York, he already owed a favor, so it was not unacceptable to agree to their request.
Brian opened his mouth. He always felt that it was not that simple, but he was not a good talker, so he could only keep this favor silently in his heart.
Soon they arrived at the airport exit under the leadership of the black man. The black man looked at them, then gestured to a handsome man, nodded, and then disappeared into the crowd.
Kai took out his phone and compared the photos. It was that kid.
"That's him. We'll kidnap him into the car later and find a secluded place to interrogate him slowly."
Although Brian is impatient, his extremely high level of professionalism prevents him from letting his emotions affect his judgment. They are in Paris, France. Although Kai is a police officer, he has no law enforcement power. Technically speaking, they are civilians. Even if they have some documents on them, it is best not to attract official attention if possible. It will be very troublesome.
Kai and Brian walked separately towards the man, outflanking him from left to right.
Just when I was about to approach the man, I suddenly saw a black man not far away winking at the guy named Peter. Then I saw Peter carrying his backpack and walking towards a blond girl who had just gotten off the plane and seemed to be planning to take a taxi.
Seeing this scene, Kai and the two were basically certain that this guy had something to do with Jin's kidnapping!
Kai motioned to Brian to follow Peter, while Kai himself walked towards Peter's black accomplice.
Kai was holding a map, as if he was lost. When he walked up to the black man, he bumped into him and knocked the coffee out of his hand.
This made the black man angry, and he grabbed Kai and wanted to beat him.
Kai pretended not to know anything and started shoving with the black man.
"Man, I think we can talk in private." During the push, Kay had one of his hands in his pocket, which contained a gun. Kay pressed the gun against the black man's waist.
The guy was obviously not a chick. After being robbed and held back, he immediately realized that he was being threatened.
"What do you think?" Kai said as he pushed the muzzle of the gun hard again.
The black man was sweating. He didn't dare to say anything, so he could only nod.
"Very good." So Kai took him to the bathroom not far away. To outsiders, this is Kay taking the black man to deal with the stained clothes.
Less than three minutes after entering the bathroom, Kai walked out relaxedly. Kai looked around and found that the man named Peter had not left yet. He was chatting with the blonde beauty from before, and Brian was not far away from him. at.
Kai nodded to Brian and walked towards Peter.
Peter was really good at flirting with girls, and he managed to seduce the blonde beauty to the point of trembling with just such a short effort. The two of them were chatting and walking out of the airport. Just when Peter suggested that they could share the fare in the same car, Kai Brian and Brian drove him to the left and right.
"Hello, Mr. Peter, right? Since you are suspected of being involved in two disappearances, come with us." After saying that, he didn't care about the beautiful woman and got into a taxi with Peter's arm. Peter looked confused. , his first reaction was that a group of him had been discovered, but he immediately realized, no, this is France, how can the French police speak English?
France is also a magical country. Although the Gallic Rooster is not as good as before, it is never willing to let go of its airs as a world power. It is still quite proud inside. They look down on the United States and the United Kingdom, so the real French people hate English. , not to mention that the police in France are famous for their poor attitudes. How could they be so service-minded and go out of their way to speak English to Peter?
Peter immediately began to struggle, but the next moment, his mouth grew wider, like a fish thrown ashore, his eyes were bulging, and no sound came out of his throat. It turned out that Kai had touched his ribs, which almost gave Peter a heart attack.
Kai immediately showed his ID to the taxi driver.
Although it is fake, it is enough to fool people.
"Drive! This is a secret arrest. This person is related to national security. I hope you can keep it secret, otherwise my colleagues will look for you."
The taxi driver nodded quickly and drove off immediately. There was no doubt that Kai was a fake, it was just that Kai's aura was too scary.
…
The taxi stopped at the entrance of an alley, and Kai and Brian carried Peter to the depths of the alley.
"Do you know this girl?" Brian took out Jin's photo.
Peter didn't dare to admit it at this time and shook his head hastily.
"I don't know. I'm just a tourist. I don't know anything."
Brian and Kai looked at each other, and finally Brian stayed. Kai walked to the entrance of the alley, took out a cigarette and lit it. About ten minutes later, Kai threw away the second cigarette butt and walked back into the alley.
The place had turned into a Shura field, with blood stains everywhere. Peter was lying in a trash can covered in blood, and there was blood everywhere on the surrounding walls and on the ground.
Judging from the look of this guy, he is probably almost useless. Although Kai didn't know exactly where Brian served before retiring, he probably guessed that it was the secret field team of the intelligence agency.
"How's it going? Did you ask me anything?"
