The professor's whole body was completely numb. He felt that he was too old this year and everything was not going well.
The driver next to him was also confused. He had obviously run away from the police.
During the entire process of bringing the pastor here, he paid close attention to him, leaving him no time to communicate with others.
To be on the safe side, when he was still two blocks away from the hotel, he contacted the security guard nearby.
The pastor was directly handed over to the other party's custody, and the driver came over alone.
The pastor has no idea where the professor is now. Even if the pastor carries a tracking locator, it is impossible for the police to reach here directly.
These police officers almost followed the driver in front and back, within two minutes of each other. They obviously followed him all the way.
The driver directly ruled out the possibility that the pastor had leaked the secret. Under his friendly supervision, the pastor had no chance at all.
Then, apart from the priest, the only one who can accurately locate and follow him is himself.
It’s me who’s undercover?!
For a moment, the driver fell into deep self-doubt.
The professor's face was also full of solemnity and anger, but he was still calm at this time and held his ground, "Don't mess up!"
Then he looked at the person who reported the news, "Where is the police now?"
"It's a street away, and it's rushing this way." The messenger reported eagerly.
"Are you sure you are coming for us?"
"You can't be wrong!" The man who reported the news was anxious. "They came directly to the hotel. The police have notified the hotel to clear the helipad on the rooftop and the police plane is about to land."
The professor picked up the telescope and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked outside carefully.
In the night, he could clearly see the flashing police lights converging into a giant flowing snake, flowing on the street and rushing towards the hotel from two directions.
The professor breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the situation was not at its worst.
The police were not prepared, but more like they were mobilized temporarily. They did not have the power to block all the surrounding streets.
However, there was not much time left for the professor. He suddenly turned to look at the driver, opened his mouth and shouted: "You...!"
The driver was shocked and subconsciously agreed, "I..."
At this time, the messenger quickly stood up and defended: "It can't be the driver. He has been with me for many years. He can't be the mole."
The professor said impatiently: "I didn't say he was a mole, driver. Let me ask you, where is the pastor? What did you do to him?"
The driver secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly: "I suspected he had a problem, so I didn't dare to bring him over. I handed him over to the sentry two streets away. He didn't know the transaction location, and he didn't know me."
come over."
The professor looked directly at the messenger and said, "Call your subordinates."
Before he finished speaking, the messenger's cell phone rang first.
The messenger answered the phone expressionlessly. After listening for a while, he looked at the professor and said, "They were besieged by plainclothes police and are now breaking out."
"Get rid of the priests!" The professor gave the order without hesitation, "Let them break out as far away from us as possible. The louder the noise, the better. Let the sentries in other directions move at the same time to cover each other!"
The courier immediately picked up the phone and sent a message to his subordinates at various outposts around him, ordering them to spread out, cover and retreat immediately, and at the same time make some noise.
At this time, the professor looked at Essaid and the others who were returning, his eyes full of doubts.
It no longer matters whether the pastor is an undercover mole. The organization has reached this point and the situation has completely collapsed. There is no need to keep the pastor.
Now that the gentleman has been beaten to death by the pastor and Mr. Zhao, there is no evidence whether he was a traitor or not. If so, he deserved it.
If it is not a mole, then it may be that the pastor has evil intentions and is trying to annex the gentry lineage and take the opportunity to eliminate dissidents. Then the pastor will not be able to stay, not to mention that the pastor himself is also suspected of being clean.
The whereabouts of the lawyer and the doctor are unknown, and now only the professor is left. He is the only person in charge of the Equator Organization in Asia.
He doesn't care about whether the priest is a mole now, he is worried about the people in Esaid.
If what the driver said was true, the pastor might not have had the chance to report the message.
It is impossible for people around him to leak the information, otherwise the police would not have arrived in such a hurry, but could have calmly set up a dragnet around the hotel.
The professor now suspects that Essaid's gang may be up to something, and maybe the whole deal is a trap.
It may be that foreign intelligence agencies cooperated with Esaid to engage in fishing law enforcement.
Equator isn't a famous organization, so there's no need to be so fancy, right?
Are you trying to kill good people and take credit?
While the professor was thinking divergently, Essaid and others were also surprised and began to curse at the professor and others.
"You bastards, bastards, did you attract the police?!"
While talking, some people excitedly waved submachine guns at the professor and others.
The messengers were not very good people. When they saw the other party holding a gun, they immediately drew their guns and faced each other.
For a moment, tensions were rising in the hotel box.
The two sides exchanged fierce insults and threats in different languages, and the tense atmosphere gradually heated up.
At this time, the professor stood up and shouted loudly: "Stop it!"
Essaid asked angrily: "Professor, have you become a lackey of the US government? Even if I am blind, I saw you wrong, but you can't get out alive today!"
The professor snorted coldly, "I still doubt that you attracted the police."
"Fake!" Essaid spat hard, "Is this your excuse?"
The professor looked at Essaid with a cold face, "We are on the same boat now. It is not good for anyone to have internal strife now. My people must have nothing to do with the police. What about you?"
"Why should I trust you?" Essaid asked.
"I'm afraid it's too late to run away now. The police will definitely chase us. The streets are very chaotic now. We are not familiar with the terrain of this city, so the success rate of breaking out and escaping is not high right now." The professor said calmly, "I have a suggestion.
, just don’t leave the hotel yet?”
"Watfalk?!" Essaid was stunned for a moment, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Stay and take the people in the hotel hostage!" the professor said directly.
Esaid looked stunned, "Then what? Is this your plan? After we take the hostages, we will make conditions with the police?"
"Then we wait."
"What are you waiting for?"
"Wait for the police helicopter to arrive." The professor smiled, "This way we will have a means of escape."
"Helicopters are faster than cars anyway."
It was only then that Esaid suddenly realized that this plan was indeed feasible.
There is no better way than this now. After thinking for a few seconds, Essaid nodded, "Then let us cooperate again."
"If you dare to play tricks, my family will never let you go!" Essaid said fiercely.
The professor sneered, stretched out his hand and held it tightly with Isaid.