Mrs. Vox took a long time to talk on the phone. It was more than half an hour before she heard the sound of footsteps in the living room.
“Vokes, already made an appointment with Staffan Capello.
Visit him at his home tonight."
Vox was overjoyed when he heard his wife's words.
Although this time he would feel somewhat ashamed and embarrassed to ask his wife to come forward and seek help from his former rival.
But this is also his life-saving straw, and he has no choice but to take it seriously.
"Really? Thank you so much, dear."
Mrs. Vox had a sweet smile on her face.
"What are you talking about! We are a family.
...
...
I'll go prepare the gifts first.
You should wash up and change into something formal."
Vox quickly stood up and said:
"I'll ask them to prepare the gifts. You go and wash the children. We'll change our clothes and leave."
At this time, Vox didn't care about the embarrassment and couldn't wait to meet his former love rival.
Hearing Vox's words, Mrs. Vox did not refuse and directly greeted the two children who were still playing outside:
"Children, come here, our family is going to visit a friend tonight."
The two children ran over happily when they heard this.
Vox smiled and walked out, rubbing the heads of the two children as he passed by.
Vox came to the gate of the courtyard and waved to the vehicles parked on the side of the road.
Without waiting for Vasek to open the door, Girard ran to Vox at a very fast pace.
Seeing this, Vox gave Girard his first smile of the day.
"Go prepare a more expensive gift. I'm going to visit a friend."
When Girard saw the smile on Vox's face, he was moved. The boss is the boss. He found a solution to the problem so quickly.
"Okay, Boss.
I'll get ready now."
After saying that, he turned and ran towards a small bridge car on the side of the road, and the vehicle soon drove away.
Vox nodded with satisfaction and turned to go home.
Several people in the car outside cursed:
"This guy is such a bootlicker."
…
That night, the Vox family was having dinner with their host family in a two-story Portuguese-style building on Rosewood Avenue in Recife.
Everyone was talking and laughing, and the children were having a lot of fun.
The host saw that the time was almost up, so he said to Vox:
"Vox, how about we go to the study and talk?"
After the initial preparation and my wife's introduction, everyone has become familiar with each other.
Vokes also knew that the tall, square-faced, middle-aged man in front of him was Staffan Capello.
He served as a major staff officer in the Recife garrison, but Vox was not too sure what this staff officer did specifically.
But since he is a major, he must have certain rights.
"Of course Capello, it's a pleasure."
When the women saw this, they knew that the men wanted to talk about serious matters, so they smiled and nodded.
Mrs. Vox stood up and helped Mrs. Capello clear the table. The two chatted and laughed while sharing their parenting experiences.
Staffan Capello was only a major, so his family's financial situation was obviously not particularly good.
The study room at home is not big, just enough for a desk and two stools.
The two of them walked into the study room, holding their cups of coffee, and sat down as host and guest.
Staffan Capello got straight to the point:
“Vox, I heard your father-in-law talk to me on the phone.
You are in some trouble now and you may need my help, right?"
It was only then that Vokes realized that it was not his wife who contacted Staffan Capello herself.
Instead, he found the other person through his father-in-law. Although he had been feeling a little uncomfortable, he suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.
But he felt a little embarrassed when he thought that he would have to disturb his father-in-law.
However, this matter is not a trivial matter. Such a large arms smuggling case will surely reach the ears of my father-in-law sooner or later.
The Recife police knew that the goods belonged to him without any investigation.
He believed that the police would not dare to do anything to him and would even try to clean up his mess.
After all, he took on this business with the recommendation of the deputy chief of the police station.
Isn't transferring the case to the Recife Police Department equivalent to letting the Recife Police Department investigate itself?
Now his first priority is not to think about how to escape the police investigation, but how to meet the needs of the big shots.
As long as the big guys behind the scenes are satisfied, this investigation is a joke.
And if he fails to satisfy the big shot, this investigation will become a noose around his neck, ready to take his life at any time.
This is also why Vox did not want to run away after knowing that the arms were seized.
Instead, the reason is to find new sources of goods to continue to complete the transaction.
After hearing Staffan Capello's question and looking at the environment at the other party's home, Vokes felt that there was a good chance of achieving his goal today.
"Yes, brother Capello, thank you for being willing to receive me when I was in trouble and came to you."
After hearing what Vox said, Staffan Capello smiled without comment.
He took a sip of the coffee in his hand before saying:
"We are all friends, and it is my duty to entertain you.
But I can’t say whether I can help.
Don't look at me as a major officer, but in fact, I am just a regimental staff officer.
You have to understand that in the military, there is a saying: "If a staff officer is not accompanied by a chief, his farts won't make any noise!"
So, you should tell me your story first and let me give you some advice.
See if I can help you.”
Vox had never been a soldier, so of course he had never heard of this sentence, but he could understand what the other party meant.
But this was the only person he could come into contact with who served in the military.
Regardless of whether the other party can help him or not, he must give it a try.
With a humble smile on his face, Vox considered how to start the conversation appropriately.
After all, this is an illegal and criminal matter, and no matter how I open my mouth, it seems like I will drag the other party into it.
So, after thinking it over again and again, I decided to get straight to the point.
He picked up the coffee in his hand, took a big sip, moistened his dry throat, and then said:
"I want to buy a batch of arms. I wonder if Capello can help me?"
Staffan Capello remained very calm after listening to what Vox said.
After all, he was not stupid. The moment he knew Vox's identity, he had been thinking about this problem. What could it be that a gangster suddenly came to him, a soldier, for help?
But he still agreed to meet with Vox, which shows that there is a certain basis for cooperation between the two.
Corruption is common in the Brazilian military, let alone a local garrison like theirs, which is in a state of disrepair.
If soldiers can have running training once a week, it is considered high-intensity training.
If you can stand in line when being inspected by your superiors, you will be considered qualified.
If he, a major officer, wants to survive in the army, he has to get involved in all kinds of things.
But he was not an officer leading troops, so he had no way of receiving gifts from his soldiers.
You can only receive some benefits when you go somewhere for inspection.
But this little benefit is not enough for him to bribe his superiors, get a promotion and a raise, or even support his family.
Now that he has the opportunity to make some extra money, he doesn't want to give it up easily.
Hearing the other party's request, he remained silent.
He took a pack of cigarettes from the table, took out a cigarette, handed it to Vox, put it under his nose and sniffed it before saying:
"How much do you want?"
Vokes, who was in a bad mood, felt relieved after hearing Staffan Capello's answer.
I was so excited that my whole body was shaking.
Instead of refusing, I asked him how much he wanted. Isn't that right?
Without further ado, he took out the list from his pocket, put it on the desk, turned it around, and pushed it in front of Staffan Capello.
Staffan Capello did not reach out to take it, but picked up the match beside him and lit the cigarette in his hand.
He casually threw the match in his hand to Vox.
Vox took it with both hands, pulled out a match and lit it for himself.
I saw Staffan Capello across from me put a cigarette in his mouth, took a puff, and then picked up the list on the table.
He only took a glance and the cigarette in his mouth fell onto his pants.
Staffan Capello, who was burned, quickly stood up and shook the cigarette to the ground, not caring about it.
He stared at Vox in amazement and said:
"Are you crazy? Do you want to rebel?"
Vokes heard Staffan Capello's question and looked at him, as if he was horrified by his own list.
Suddenly I felt that the other party was just a young officer with little knowledge!
It's even worse than when I saw this deal.
For no reason, I developed a sense of superiority.
He coughed twice and said with a smile:
"Hahaha... Don't be nervous, Capello bro.
What are you talking about rebellion? This is business, you know?
Just a business deal.
What you should be concerned about is not the quantity of arms, but the amount.
Do you understand? "
Staffan Capello heard what Vokes said and said angrily:
“Is this a normal business? This is arms.
There is enough equipment for a reinforced battalion here, and with such a reinforced battalion we can attack Recife.
Do you understand? "
Vokes saw that Staffan Capello was really scared, shrugged helplessly, stood beside him, patted his shoulder, signaled him to stay calm, and said softly:
"Don't worry, I'm not selling these arms to Recife."
After hearing Vox's answer, Staffan Capello calmed down a little.
But he still asked cautiously:
"Who would want such a large batch of arms?"
Vox glanced at Staffan Capello with a hint of disdain and said, "I didn't see you so nervous when I told you it was an arms deal just now."
Now seeing the number, it’s like a cat whose tail has been stepped on and its reaction is huge.
Isn't this like wanting to be in office and be independent at the same time?
If I didn't need him now, I would have spat on his face.
After thinking about it, Vox shook his head and said:
"Brother Capello, we are businessmen and we never care who the customers are who buy our goods.
All I care about is whether he can afford it.
Besides, I think your worries are unnecessary.
You think the quantity of this batch of arms is large, that's just your opinion.
Don't you know that the guns in the hands of the citizens of Recife alone,
Wouldn't the total number be far greater than the number of your garrison regiment?
Why don't you ask who sold these guys?"
Staffan Capello was speechless for a moment after hearing what Vokes said.
After a long while, he said:
“But there are machine guns and grenades in here.
These things should not appear among the public.”
Vokes looked at the shy Staffan Capello and felt that the guy he found was obviously not a suitable business partner.
It would be a waste of time to continue arguing with him on such meaningless topics.
I just made up my mind and directly provoked him:
"Brother, it can't be that you can't produce such a large amount of arms!"
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