Owen gained nothing in the hospital. The doctors and nurses at Allen Angel Hospital told Owen with certainty that the Swiss medical team had indeed stayed here for some time, and they also knew Dr. Rachel, but the medical team left a few days ago.
There was an armed conflict in Biwemba a few days ago, with the government troops and the Rwandan Patriotic Front exchanging fire. The medical team probably felt that Biwemba was not safe, so they left. However, no one knew where they went.
Calculating the time, the time when the medical team left coincided with the time when Rachel contacted her mentor.
Owen did not give up. He never thought he could find Rachel easily. However, this is Africa, and he is the only one on this mission. There is no support at all, let alone high-tech support. All intelligence can only be obtained by relying on
He went to find out for himself.
Standing at the entrance of Ellen Angel Hospital, Owen looked around. The streets were still bustling. No matter whether there was war or not, life had to go on. Bi Wenba didn't even notice the chaos that had just happened. The shops on the streets were open as usual.
There were a lot of people walking up the road, but there were a lot more government soldiers in green military uniforms to maintain law and order.
Government soldiers armed with guns and even driving armed pickup trucks were scattered in key locations on the streets, their eyes wandering among the crowd, seemingly looking for suspicious persons, and occasionally pulling some people out of the crowd for questioning.
He had seen this kind of scene many times since he entered Byomba. The essence of the civil strife in Rwanda this time was actually tribal conflicts, between Hutu and Tutsi.
Those government troops were basically from the Hutu ethnic group, and they were arresting Tutsi people all over the streets. In fact, the people of the two ethnic groups looked similar, and it was difficult to tell them apart just from their appearance. Many times it was the personal subjective assumptions of the soldiers, and even some
Sometimes it became a tool for soldiers to make money.
However, everyone's eyes did not stop on Irving. They were fighting a civil war, and the suspicion of foreigners could basically be ruled out.
Owen saw the fruit stall at the intersection and walked over with Rachel's photo.
"excuse me, do you know where the Swiss medical team has gone?"
Owen first asked in English. When he saw the other person's blank expression, he remembered that French is the official language in Rwanda, so Owen asked again in French.
The other person shook his head.
Owen didn't give up and walked to the second store, only to receive the same shake of his head.
The Owen family asked one after another, but they never got any useful information. Biwenba has been in chaos recently, and no one cares about things that have nothing to do with them. What's more, even if they know, they may not be willing to tell Owen, a foreigner.
Owen began to feel that the matter was a bit tricky. He wanted to put up some US dollars as a reward, but he was afraid that these people would randomly make up a place to get the reward, which would make it even harder to find it.
In front of it is a Chinese supermarket, which is Owen's last hope.
Owen walked in and saw an old man wearing a straw hat and floral shirt standing in front of the cashier.
"Brother, let me ask you about the Swiss medical team that was in this hospital two days ago. Do you know where they went?"
This time Irving spoke in Chinese.
The man in the floral shirt behind the counter burst out laughing when he heard this: "Hey, you speak Chinese pretty well..."
Owen smiled and said, "I have learned some."
The man in the flower shirt took the photo and took a look at it: "I've seen this little girl before. She's very pretty. What's her name?"
"Rachel, Rachel Adams..."
A glimmer of hope arose in Owen's heart.
"Yes, it's Rachel..."
"What are you doing with them? Your girlfriend?"
The man in the flower-shirted shirt is full of gossip and has the potential to be a chatterbox, with an inquiring smile on his face.
Owen resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "She's not my girlfriend, she's a friend. I'm here to take him home..."
"Oh, friend..."
The man in the flowered shirt drew a long note, but still didn't get to the point.
Owen was anxious, but the other party was not in a hurry. Just when Owen was about to urge him, he reacted suddenly, looked at the other party's face, and said, "Oh, by the way, I have to add some water. I want this mineral water. How much does it cost?"
"
The man in the colorful shirt immediately smiled, took the dollar handed over by Owen and put it into his pocket, giving a thumbs up: "Young man, you are so sensible..."
Then he greeted a local woman who was tallying goods on the side: "Sima, Sima, bring out a piece of mineral water and help deliver it to this gentleman's car in a while..."
When he saw a black woman named Sima walking into the warehouse to look for water, the man in the floral shirt turned around.
"Ask the Swiss medical team, they seem to have gone to Kigali..."
Owen knew that Kigali was the capital of Rwanda, located in the center of Rwanda, but he still had to confirm it.
"How did you know?"
The man in the floral shirt waved his hand, as if you didn't understand: "You don't know, those Swiss medical team members are all my old customers here. After they came here, they couldn't stand the food here within a few days. Every day
Come to my place to buy instant noodles. I heard them talk about it when they were chatting. You also know that our domestic instant noodles are basically eaten all over the world. In the next few days, this little girl came here almost every day and loved to eat them.
I'm terrible at it, especially those who like Laotan pickled vegetables, haha, I just like to see those foreigners who have never seen the world... Oh, look at my memory, I forgot that you are a foreigner..."
The man in the flowered shirt accidentally said that he was bald and grunted. Owen's proficiency in Chinese made him think he was chatting with his compatriots.
After getting the news he wanted, the woman named Sima also came out carrying a box of mineral water. Owen thanked him and was about to leave. Suddenly, there was a commotion at the door, and then several government soldiers with guns walked away.
Come in.
“*&%(*&%￥(……”
The leading soldier said something excitedly in local language to the man in the flowered shirt, while several other soldiers gathered around the woman named Sima.
“*&%(*&%￥(……”
The man in the flower shirt also replied in the local language, as if he was explaining something. As he spoke, he took out a green flag and showed it to the soldiers, as if to express his position.
Owen knew that this group of soldiers were searching for Tutsis again. Apparently, they thought the woman named Sima was a Tutsi.
Owen stayed aside and said nothing. The man in the flower-shirted shirt was explaining something loudly with a smile on his face, but the leading soldier's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he showed no intention of relaxing.
“(&%%&……”
The man in the flowered shirt wanted to say something else, but the Rwandan flag in his hand was snatched away by the leading soldier and thrown to the ground. At the same time, he was pushed to the ground by the other party.
Pushing away the troublesome old man in the floral shirt, the leading soldier opened the cash register, took out the Rwandan francs and US dollars inside and put them into his pocket. Several other soldiers also laughed when they saw this, and at the same time, they took away some products from the supermarket.
Rise.
By this time, Owen could also see that these soldiers did not suspect that Sima was a Tutsi at all, but were simply using this excuse to rob someone legally.
Owen helped the old man in the colorful shirt up and stood aside watching several soldiers robbing him. The old man in the colorful shirt dared not speak out in anger.
At this moment, a burst of gunfire suddenly came from outside.