The professor remained unusually calm at this time and asked the courier to pretend that nothing happened, distribute the food and mineral water he bought to his subordinates, and let everyone take a rest.
The messenger took the opportunity to secretly warn everyone one by one, hiding himself while making preparations to prevent any eventuality.
A large number of people from the Metropolitan Police Department were just around the corner. It was difficult to describe how everyone in "Equator" felt. They ate in a strange and silent manner.
Fortunately, the professor and the messenger were still chatting and laughing, so everyone could keep their composure and get by.
The professor waited for almost half an hour before ordering the convoy to set off and continue towards Osaka city. He also specifically told the driver to drive slower.
You must not show any signs of failure because of panic. You have already come to pray ninety-nine times. It would be unfair if the car overturns because of a small mistake.
After the convoy disappeared on the road, the policemen from the Metropolitan Police Department looked away and urged the store clerk to prepare the goods quickly.
Takahashi Eiji, who was leading the team, was holding a cup of coffee and was carefully looking through the documents in his hand, when suddenly his phone vibrated.
He opened the cover of his phone and glanced at the newly received text message, and he suddenly cheered up.
"We won't be resting in Osaka today. Let's eat something quickly and take some time to rest. We will set off in two hours."
The men in the Metropolitan Police Department were stunned for a moment. Although they were filled with resentment, they still agreed uniformly and respectfully.
"Hai!"
…
The professor's motorcade ran wildly, circling twice in Osaka City, then turned west and headed straight for Kobe City.
"Isaid, it's me." The professor held the cell phone and said in a strong tone, "The trading time has been changed. It's nine o'clock tonight."
The other party was silent for two seconds, seeming to be very dissatisfied, "The time we originally agreed on was three days later, but you notified me yesterday that you wanted to change it to noon tomorrow on the 17th, and now you want to change it to tonight. Are you still doing business?
Are you sincere?"
"The matter is urgent and it has to be like this." The professor didn't care at all when faced with the accusations. "The temporary change of time is also for the safety of this transaction. My goods are very sincere."
"I haven't seen your goods yet. Whether it's sincere or not is up to you." Essaid suddenly smiled, "I have an appointment tonight, so let's do the deal tomorrow."
The professor's heart tightened, but he said calmly, "No, I said you must come to trade at nine o'clock tonight, not even a moment later."
"Since you're in a hurry, I'll cancel the appointment." Isaide smiled, "But I have a new idea about the price of the goods."
The professor's face suddenly changed, he held the phone hard in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean? You want to regret it?"
"No, no, no, I just think the price you mentioned before is too high. After all, it is 80 million US dollars." Esaid pondered for two seconds, "We discussed it and felt that 30 million US dollars is a suitable price.
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The professor laughed angrily, "Asad, you accused me of not being sincere in doing business before. Is this your sincerity? We made an agreement before, 80 million US dollars for five kilograms, and now you are only willing to give 30 million. What do you mean?
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"Because the situation is different now, Professor." Esaid said slowly, "I have received some rumors these days. The goods you have are too sensitive. The risks we have to bear if we buy your goods are higher than It was much bigger before. So, the 50 million is to pay for our risks."
Bullshit!
The professor cursed in his mind, why did you consider the risks after buying nuclear materials?
He knew that the other party was just talking about lowering the price, so he immediately said, "If you are afraid of the risk, we might as well cancel the transaction, and I will find another buyer. These five kilograms of goods are in short supply, and there are even people on the arms black market who are willing to do so." Buy it for $100 million."
"Then just wait slowly, I'm afraid you won't have time." Esaid sneered, "I heard that something happened to your organization, and the Japanese police are hunting down members of your organization."
"That was just a small accident." The professor said expressionlessly, "Our organization members have basically been evacuated. The organization is unscathed, but some strongholds have been abandoned."
"I don't care about your losses, I only care about whether you will call the police!" Essaid coldly snorted, "I don't know what clues the Japanese police have. It is very likely that the police have already targeted you. I am now Trading with you is as dangerous as putting yourself in a lion's mouth."
The professor was silent for a while and said very forcefully: "You decide the location, I will decide the time, and we will leave immediately after the transaction is completed."
"No……"
"Fifty million dollars, you take the stuff."
"Professor, I think..."
"Forty million dollars." The professor said viciously, "If you don't want it, I will throw it into the sea immediately, and our organization will never have any cooperation with you in the future."
"make a deal."
The professor hung up the phone, the anger on his face getting stronger and stronger.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the car was extremely tense and depressing, and no one dared to speak out.
The messenger looked at the time and broke the silence, "We still have one hour to get to Kobe, should we go to the safe house first?"
The professor nodded, "Okay, let the brothers take a rest first and replenish supplies."
The motorcade drove into the city of Kobe at lightning speed, and the messenger led everyone to find a safe house as a place to stay.
This safe house is a dilapidated abandoned factory, and the locks are also stained with rust. When the heavy iron door is opened, sunlight shines into the dim workshop, and thick dust rises inside.
But fortunately, the things here are all disguised props, and the materials stored in advance are buried underground in the workshop.
The messenger and a few people moved the heavy machine tool, opened the secret door below, and took out oil paper packets one after another.
Firearms and ammunition, medicines and bandages, various clothes and documents, and several bundles of banknotes.
The professor opened the banknotes and distributed them to everyone, asking them to buy something to eat and drink and have a good rest.
Everyone suddenly smiled, and their tense nerves relaxed.
Before everyone could discuss what to eat, suddenly a whistle from outside hurried in.
"Professor, something is wrong outside."
Everyone who was talking and laughing just now was stunned for a moment and nervously picked up their weapons.
"Don't mess up." The professor immediately spoke out to stabilize the situation. He looked at the whistle with a sullen face, "What happened?"
"There are two people sneaking around and keeping an eye on us."
The professor was also a little nervous, but he was still calm at this time. He stretched out his hand and said, "Courier, go and take two people out to have a look."
The messenger agreed and hurried out the door with his two capable men.
Within a few minutes, the messenger came back with a blank look on his face. Following him were two other people besides the men who had gone out before.
When the professor saw the person, he was stunned.
"Pastor?! Mr. Zhao?!"
The pastor's face was covered with cold sweat, his expression was in a panic, and he said anxiously: "Professor, something happened!"
Before the pastor could finish speaking, Qin Yi, who was behind him, pushed him away and rushed to the front: "We have a traitor!"