"Say boss, aren't we looking for medicine?"
Standing at the door of the Bullet Bar, Rock looked at the signboard with disgust, put his hands on his hips and asked in confusion:
"What are you doing in this unfortunate place?"
"We can't just wander around the Old Port like headless flies, right?"
Ryan said and patted Rock on the back of the head again and said:
"Also, show some respect to your uncle!"
After saying that, Ryan pulled the reluctant Rock open the bar door and walked in.
In the early morning, there were only three or two drunkards in the bar, each sitting in the corner drinking quietly.
Ryan and Rock walked to the bar and sat down, then said to the bartender:
"A glass of nuclear rum and a cigar, medium rare."
The bartender handed over a glass of light blue fluorescent rum without changing his expression, then cut the cigar's head open with scissors and placed it next to the rum.
"What do you need?"
"casual."
Rock waved his hands irritably.
The bartender was not annoyed and made a glass of wine and placed it in front of Rock.
"Please enjoy."
Rock picked up the cup, tilted his neck and drank the wine in one gulp, took out the lighter, lit Ryan's cigar, took out the silver cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette and lit it.
Pushing the wine glass forward, he said to the bartender:
"Continued Cup."
Ryan looked at Rock who was drinking and sighed silently in his heart.
He didn't know what was the conflict between Rock and Hall that could make a pair of uncles and nephews almost alienated from each other until death.
Ignoring Rock, Ryan took a puff of his cigar and said to the bartender:
"This cigar is a bit not to my liking. Do you have anything else?"
The bartender raised his eyebrows, nodded and replied:
"We do have others, but they are stored in the cigar room at the back. Do you want to pick them out for yourself?"
"Um."
Ryan stood up and looked at Rock again and asked:
"You're not going?"
Rock shook his head, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then picked up the cigarette in his hand and took a puff, slowly exhaling the smoke.
After his last hard attempt failed, Ryan stopped caring about Rock who was in a bad mood and followed the bartender to the wooden door behind the bar.
The bartender opened the wooden door, turned around and made an inviting gesture to Ryan.
"Please come in. Someone among us will entertain you."
Ryan was naturally familiar with these things. He nodded, then walked into the wooden door, knocked lightly three times in front of the third door in the passage behind the wooden door, and then pushed it open.
The room was a little dark, with thick curtains on the windows blocking the sunlight. There was only a small lamp on the table in the whole room, which was the only source of light.
An old man in his fifties and wearing glasses was sitting at a solid wood desk, sorting out documents.
"coming."
The door was pushed open, and when the old man saw that the person coming was Ryan, he looked back and continued to organize the things on the table.
"Um."
Ryan sat on the chair opposite the old man, took out the note that Florence gave to him, and said:
"Hall, I need to buy two medicines."
He said and handed the note to Hall.
Hall took the note, moved his flower glasses downward slightly, lifted the note and took a look.
"Radiofen and Radiantin? What do you want these two medicines for? Going to a high-radiation area?"
"No."
Ryan shook his head and replied:
"It's Yang Jie. Our new car mechanic needs these two medicines."
Hall nodded after hearing this, returned the piece of paper to Ryan, and then shook the bell on the table.
The door was pushed open again, and a young man wearing a bartender's uniform walked in.
"Go and find out where you can buy Radiation and Radiation Resistance in Old Port."
After hearing this, the young man bowed slightly and exited the room.
"You probably have to wait a while, it will take some time to inquire about this."
Ryan nodded, put the piece of paper back into his pocket, and then asked:
"Hall, how's the investigation going on with the car shop?"
"There's no clue, not a clue."
Hall raised his head, took off his glasses, and then pinched the corners of his eyes to relieve his sore eyes.
"Honestly, I feel like I don't know where to start right now."
"We were tricked again yesterday."
Ryan told Hall what happened yesterday in a deep voice.
Hall frowned after hearing this, thought for a moment and affirmed:
"There's something wrong with your employer's intelligence."
"I also feel that the people close to my employer were misled by wrong intelligence."
"No, Ryan."
Hall shook his head and watched Ryan deny his conjecture:
"I mean, there's something wrong with the people around your employer."
"That's impossible."
Ryan hesitated for a moment and said uncertainly:
"I know that guy. He grew up with his employer. He is a pretty reliable guy."
"I don't know why you're so sure."
Hall looked into Ryan's eyes and expressed his thoughts:
"But from the perspective of an intelligence officer, the mastermind behind the scenes was so good at ambush that he seemed to know all your movements.
If it's just induction and they can't do this, it should be an intelligence leak. "
Hall paused after saying this and shook his head again.
"No, a simple intelligence leak cannot be so sophisticated.
This is simply someone cooperating with the mastermind behind the scenes. "
Hall's words were so shocking that Ryan had to fall silent.
In fact, he also felt this way, but his friendship with Yehuda made Ryan subconsciously ignore this idea.
But now, when Hall clearly laid out the problem on the table and determined that Yehuda had a problem, Ryan had to pay attention.
"I've thought about it carefully these past two days."
Hall continued:
"Actually, there are not many intelligence organizations that can really leave no trace at all and prevent me from finding anything."
As he spoke, he counted on his fingers:
"The Intelligence Department of the Lone Star Republic and the Shadow of Caesar of the Roman Legion are among the best.
I am indeed no match for them, but these two have been eliminated by you.
The remaining ones are unlikely to make such a big move under the double surveillance of me and Jiugang. "
Hall paused here.
"You mean...Old Port itself?"
Hall nodded slightly.
“This gang did it so perfectly that no one could have done it except the Intelligence Unit and Caesar’s Shadow.
Unless there are forces from the Old Port who are personally covering the Old Port. "
Such speculation made it difficult for Ryan to accept for a while.
"Aren't Oldport and the Lone Star Republic allies?"
"Allies? Humph."
Hall said with a chuckle:
"Brothers can turn against each other, let alone so-called allies?"
After the two were silent for a moment, Hall continued:
“Your idea is right, it is very risky to act rashly now.
What you should really do now is to get rid of that mole first, and then talk about other things. "
Ryan nodded.
While the two were talking, the young man returned to the room.
"Mr. Hall, what you ordered has been completed. There are people selling these two drugs in the Moklik neighborhood."
"okay, I get it."
Hall said and looked at Ryan.
"Okay, you should go."
Ryan nodded, got up from his seat and walked to the door, then turned to look at Hall:
"I brought Rock here, don't you go and see him?"
"If he doesn't want to see me, just don't."
Hall said, waving his hands impatiently, and then began to organize the documents again.
Ryan shrugged, opened the door and left the room.
