Chapter 303 A seemingly honest driver? Now I am really honest.
The priest was not captured alive.
Su Ming was not too surprised that he could not get any information about K and the drug trafficking organization from him.
Or rather.
After confirming the priest's identity as a mercenary and that K trusted him so much.
Su Ming had already prepared for it. Even if he killed the priest and made him unable to resist, there was no possibility of obtaining any useful clues.
After all, just looking at his background as a priest and the career he once engaged in as a mercenary.
He must be very loyal to K, and he even used various means to commit suicide to keep his mouth shut forever and not leak any key information.
But now that we know that the priest has sneaked into Jiahe City, we have to give it a try.
If the pastor can be captured alive, it will undoubtedly play a very positive role in solving the subsequent series of cases.
Unfortunately, this attempt was not successful and did not yield any unexpected results.
But at least, the ghost who is afraid of death is still in Jiahe City. He will definitely not commit suicide for K. As long as he can be arrested, this series of cases can still continue.
......
now.
In a star hotel next to Bangkok Airport.
K looked at the pictures and tweets extracted by the crawler script on the computer screen.
Internet users whose addresses were Sanhe Plaza in Jiahe City all mentioned the sounds of gunfire, and some even recorded the sounds.
Military fans on the Internet have even determined through the sounds of gun firing that...in addition to standard sniper rifles and police pistols, there is also a banned foreign heavy sniper rifle.
Just analyzing these guns, one can immediately imagine a gun battle.
K, who knew roughly what had happened, had an increasingly cold expression on his face, and even some indescribable anger.
Because, in the latest picture searched by the script, he saw photos of Su Ming, Lin Tian and others leaving.
At the same time there was... a body that was carried down in a black body bag.
Without a doubt.
Judging from these pictures, no police officer was shot, and there were not even minor injuries.
Otherwise, the policemen's faces wouldn't have looked so relaxed.
The body in the body bag was obviously the pastor.
Think of this.
K closed his laptop, looked up at the ceiling with mixed emotions, and murmured softly.
"Or...he died without even asking the police to pay a price?"
"Is it possible that the priest who I trust the most and who has never failed in a mission can only go this far?"
After sighing a little helplessly.
K picked up the phone on the table and dialed the number he had contacted most frequently recently.
Wait a few seconds.
When the phone was picked up, K spoke slowly without hesitation.
"The priest failed."
"It was a failure that didn't cost those dogs anything."
Hear this.
Q on the other end of the phone was also inexplicably silent, and even a little confused.
Because in her opinion, even if the pastor's whereabouts were known, he was still surrounded.
With his rich experience as a mercenary, he would not let the police fail so easily without paying any price, he said in a cold voice.
"No price was paid? Is the priest still alive now?"
"Dead." K first answered the question that Q was obviously most concerned about, and then continued.
"After being surrounded by the police."
"In the last phone call the pastor made to me, he specifically mentioned changing the target from the ghost to the leader, Su Ming."
"If nothing unexpected happened, the pastor must have fallen when facing Su Ming."
"Because I recalled carefully that when the sculptor was found before, Su Ming had demonstrated extremely amazing shooting skills."
"So, the priest most likely lost because of this. He lost to Su Ming in his most confident gun shooting, which resulted in the dogs not paying any price at all."
The words fell.
Q breathed a sigh of relief and spoke with some relief.
"Just die."
"Compared to the regret of not being able to resolve Su Ming's situation, I am more worried if the priest is captured alive."
"After all, in terms of importance and the amount of information they know about our organization, priests are no less than ghosts, and may even exceed them by a lot."
"If he dies, at least we can ensure that our clues will not be exposed."
"At the same time, with the priest attracting the target, I think Gray Wolf should also go to Lingling Circus to prepare for further things."
"Anyway, K, you should just come back to the U.S. for now, and leave the rest to me and the professor."
"Given Gray Wolf's experience, he will definitely not fail on a small ghost."
"Alright, let's leave it at that for now."
"Let me ask you about the current situation of Gray Wolf and whether he has started looking for the ghost."
After saying that.
Q hung up the phone without hesitation.
Listening to the busy tone, K looked at the ground covered with red wine stains and scattered glass fragments, and recalled the failures of the past few days.
It seemed that from the beginning to now, whenever he faced Su Ming, he had never gained any benefit at all.
And every time we thought we had cut off the clues, new loopholes were revealed.
fail.
It does seem to have been throughout this period.
No wonder the professor who always had high hopes for me would say such harsh words...I am very disappointed in him.
This moment.
K inexplicably had an urge in his heart to book a flight back to Longguo from Bangkok, wanting to at least win half a piece in the confrontation with Su Ming.
But unfortunately...K is just a fantasy.
In the end, he booked a flight to the United States, chose to escape and give in, and accepted the disappointment from the professor.
......
at this time.
On the road from Jiahe City to Lingling Circus.
A taxi was speeding along, and the honest driver, sweating profusely, was stepping on the accelerator with all his strength to rush forward.
He no longer had the idea of taking a detour to cheat people out of money. He just wanted to quickly get rid of the ferocious plague god beside him. He didn't know how many times he cursed the nigger in his heart.
Just as Gray Wolf was observing the scene outside the window and confirmed that the scenery and buildings had changed and were different from the previous circle of confusion, he finally felt a little relaxed.
But the next second.
When a new message came from his phone, Gray Wolf's expression changed immediately, and there was even a hint of urgency in his expression.
“Boom—”
He suddenly punched the center console in front of him again.
He placed the text message with Lingling Circus in front of the trembling honest driver and urged him on, spitting saliva wildly.
"Go, go, fast!"
"Go!!!"
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