Seeing her nod, Master Er smiled again: "Er Hong also likes fishing."
In the old man's eyes, Chen Rou neither liked gambling nor fishing, just like his son.
But in Chen Rou's opinion, these preferences were far-fetched and completely unrelated. Moreover, she was a woman of flesh and blood, and the more Master Er said such things, the more guilty she felt.
But when Uncle Er heard that the situation in the Philippines was very serious and that he had regarded this trip as a journey to his death with no return date, he wanted to seize the last moments and reminisce about the past.
Fortunately, just when Chen Rou was feeling extremely uncomfortable, Song Yuanchao came upstairs with the phone in his hand.
He said first, "Ms. Chen, our police report has been accepted, and the Interpol police have called."
Master Er didn't understand what he meant, but of course he didn't ask any more questions. He just said to Chen Rou, "Hurry up and answer it."
Chen Rou answered the phone; it was Chen Ke's voice, which she knew all too well, even though she hadn't heard it many times.
In fact, they had already had a preliminary phone conversation yesterday about the news that a large number of mules were forcibly taken to the Philippines to be fed drugs and stuffed with drugs, and that some people had died during the drug transport.
What connects this incident to Chen Ke is that his wife's younger brother, Li Gang, was also involved.
Moreover, according to Chen Rou, not only Li Gang, but also many people from Li Xia's village were involved. In other words, an international drug trafficking group, a huge and mysterious organization, suddenly became connected to Chen Ke's life.
Ironically, when Li Gang wanted to flee the country to traffic drugs, he still had to ask Li Xia for the initial funds and smuggling fees.
In fact, that money was Chen Ke's allowance saved up for a year last year. It was originally meant for him to buy milk powder and clothes for his daughter after she was born, and to support her. But Li Gang took that money and ran off to the Philippines to work as a mule.
Chen Ke said to his cousin, "We're currently in Lvsun, conducting a full-scale investigation. Are you sure you want to come?"
Chen Rou said, "Of course."
He added, "Cousin, there's an old friend of mine who I think would love to see you."
Who could that old friend be?
Putting aside Chen Ke's doubts, Chen Rou hung up the phone and then said to Er Ye, "I only realized how complicated the situation was in the Philippines after we received accurate intelligence. But Boss Nie has been working hard and just now he finally helped us contact the International Police, who can provide us with full assistance. So our mission will probably be reduced by as much as 40%."
Master Er clearly didn't quite believe what she said, but he also visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
Of course, if Chen Rou had immediately asked Er Ye to be someone's assistant and clean up the battlefield, he would definitely have been angry. After all, he was a big shot, and he had come here with the intention of making a name for himself in front of his granddaughter. He didn't want to be a supporting character.
Chen Rou had to gradually bring up the issues, first presenting the difficult problems, and then working with Master Er to find a solution. By this time, they had been sailing for four hours, and the Philippines was in sight. Master Er was naturally able to accept it.
Seeing him nod deeply, Chen Rou smiled as well. Very good, now it's time to discuss the strategic model.
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