Before leaving, Parker reiterated: "Ron only has 72 hours. If I were you, I would wait."
When he said this, it showed that Parker was still a little worried about John's safety, but he didn't know that John was already so anxious that he couldn't stop for a moment!
"Yeah, but you're not me, right? Parker." John said this back, which was pretty cool.
After John finished speaking, he drove off.
When John was passing through the city of Nauba, Afghanistan, there was a market, and there would be some Taliban people driving around to check.
John got out of the car and mingled with the crowd, wearing a scarf and a face towel for safety.
When the Taliban searched him, he stopped the car and hid himself.
After they left, he continued on his way.
In this way, we came to Charikar, Afghanistan with great trepidation.
According to the navigation instructions, this was his destination.
After John got off the car, he followed the prompts and walked to a store.
There was a receptionist in front of the store. He saw John coming and stopped him.
John asked him: "Is Ali here?"
The receptionist asked Ali who was on the phone inside: "Ali, do you want to see a visitor?"
"John, John, please come in!" Ali looked up and saw that it was John, and immediately waved to him to come inside.
"Please sit down, please sit down." Ali said to John politely in English.
"Don't be nervous." Ali continued to call, but at the same time, he also greeted John.
"Wait a moment." Ali covered the phone and said to John.
John sat down and waited for him to finish the call.
Ali chirped, and after chirping, he handed the phone to the receptionist: "Hassan, pick up the phone."
"Would you like some tea?" Ali asked John.
John didn't answer.
But Ali took it upon himself to call Hassan and make him a cup of tea.
"Do you know what John means in my country?" No wonder Ali is very good at communication and his business is so big. Really good at chatting and finding topics.
John looked at him, but still didn't answer. But this does not prevent Ali from continuing to chat.
"Dear, my love. My brother said you have a pair of charming blue eyes. Your blue eyes are indeed charming. Ahmed's son also has a pair of charming blue eyes." Ali said, looking into John's eyes.
John didn't know what kind of medicine the other party was selling, and whether he was a good guy or a bad guy.
Why are you talking about this and that?
But at this time, John had already put his own life and death aside.
"Do you smoke?" Ali asked again.
John waved his hand.
Ali didn't care whether John smoked or not, he lit a cigarette and started smoking, and moved his chair closer to John. From his words and deeds, it seemed that Ali was also a person with two skills.
"The reason why I was not tortured to find out where my brother is is just because I have a lot of business dealings with the Taliban. I think you know what I do for a living, right?"
Ali asked looking at John who didn't speak much.
"Yeah, I think I understand." Of course John had heard about Ali's relationship with the Taliban.
"Well. You also understand that my brother is very unpopular with my partners. They don't like the story of your rescue becoming a household name." Ali did know a lot, and he further explained to John.
"That's why I'm here. I feel very guilty about this. I owe your brother a life. If you can tell me where your brother is, I can take him out of the country." John simplified what he was going to say in one breath. Clearly expressed at once.
"Is that your car?" Ali asked, pointing to John's car outside.
"You can't drive that one, it's too dangerous. I organized some trucks. That's my truck driver, his name is Puya. He has a pass and can go through the Taliban checkpoint. However things are still difficult sometimes," Ali explained to John and arranged the way.
"When was the last time you had contact with your brother?" John asked.
"A week ago, he was going to be transferred in two days. But this was his last chance, and his bounty is too high now." After Ali told John about the situation, John frowned and became anxious.
Ali saw John's impatience, and without taking too long, Ali took him to the back of their shop to pick up the car. The driver had already prepared the car and was waiting there.
"I wish you good luck, Mr. John Kinley." Ali said goodbye to John wearing sunglasses.
"Goodbye." John said goodbye and got into his car with a lion's head.
They have special passes. Unless something unexpected happens, they are usually exempt from inspection, but accidents always happen.
John sat in the back and looked at the rugged road ahead through the gap. This was a road that seemed familiar a few months ago, and it was also a road full of dangers.
Not long after driving, the driver Pu Ya started to remind John from the front: "Hide well, hide well."
Pu Ya found that there were Taliban people checking in front.
John looked through the car curtains and saw something was wrong. It was indeed dark in front of him. The Taliban were carrying guns and were asking everyone in the car to get off for inspection. In the past, John was checking them by himself, but now it is the Taliban's turn to check themselves. .
John had nowhere to hide, so he could only hide in the trunk.
"Please show me your pass." The Taliban asked Puya to stop the car.
Puya took a card from the rearview mirror of the main driver's license.
"Hurry up." The inspector was already urging.
Puya quickly gave it to him. He looked at the pass and the person, and checked again.
Seeing that there were no other problems, I called Puya over.
Puya was very happy and succeeded in temporarily breaking through.
But I don’t know if there will be any next level.
Now driven safely from the Taliban's inspection den, Puya breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's okay." Pu Ya said to John in the trunk.
Only then did John dare to slowly poke his head out.
Then continue driving on the bumpy road.
They drove over the mountains until dusk.
"Checkpoint, checkpoint." Puya saw another pickup truck in front of her and reminded John.
There were only two people checking this time, and their expressions looked very unfriendly!
"Hello!" Pu Ya said to the two of them politely.
"Turn off the flame." One of them with a bigger face was very arrogant. Seeing Puya being inspected, he didn't even put out the flame.
Pu Ya obediently turned off the engine and prepared to get the pass.
The other party took the pass and without even looking at it, directly yelled: "Get off the bus."
"Is there any problem?" Puya panicked and asked deliberately.
"I asked you to get off the car, so you got off the car. Where did all this nonsense come from?" This person was much more vicious than the previous inspection.
"I bought a pass." Pu Ya didn't want to be inspected by them, so she delayed coming down. (End of chapter)
