The next day, early morning, outside the western suburbs of the city.
It's the weekend, which is the time to travel and relax, not to mention that Brisbane is a famous tourist city. On the wide road, bounded by a median, the traffic on both sides looks like several long, winding queues, and the flow is endless.
However, going into the city is fine, and traffic is basically unobstructed. When going out of the city, the traffic flow is very slow, sometimes even stagnant.
The reason is also obvious. At an intersection about a mile away from the intercity expressway, a large number of police officers wearing various uniforms are conducting segmented inspections. Naturally, the largest number of them are traffic police, and fluorescent green uniforms can be seen everywhere.
One can't help but wonder if all the traffic police in the city are here.
There were sounds of exchanges, horns, drivers complaining and cursing, etc., and the scene was a bit chaotic. However, with the local police in full force, the overall order was still under control.
"Good morning, sir, temporary inspection, please show your... have you been drinking?"
The window of the red Mazda was lowered, and before the traffic police officer who came forward to ask could finish speaking the familiar words, a strong smell of alcohol rushed towards him from inside the car, and his upper body leaned back and wrinkled.
brow.
"How is that possible? I'm driving on behalf of the driver, and the person drinking is my guest." The middle-aged driver spread his hands and let go of the steering wheel, turning his head to signal to the back seat.
He was obviously an alcoholic, or at least that was the current state. His clothes were messy, his dark brown hair was hanging down, and his face could not be seen clearly. The body with a seat belt was leaning crookedly on the seat, and snoring could be heard one after another.
I know it’s a state of being hungover.
The traffic policeman looked back and took out the instrument: "Sir, please cooperate with me in conducting an alcohol test."
"I really didn't drink...Okay, okay, hurry up!"
The middle-aged driver acted very relaxed and did not lie. He passed the alcohol test successfully, and the driver's license and driver's operation certificate he produced later were all in good condition. During the period, he was also curious about the reason for setting up patrols because he had never done so before.
I have encountered such a big battle, but I was dismissed by the traffic police with a few casual words.
"Where is the identity of the car owner?"
"I only know his name is Jonathan. You have to ask him the rest, but I bet you can't wake him up."
This was obvious, but the traffic policeman was quite responsible and asked the driver to open the rear door. After a while of ambiguity and futile chatter, the traffic policeman looked at the 'identity document' in his hand and saw a Bris
The business card of a famous nightclub in Ban City even had half a wine-red lip mark on it. Looking up at the brown-haired drunkard who fell asleep instantly, his cheeks twitched.
At this time, Didi - the car behind finally couldn't stand it any longer and honked the horn frantically to urge.
After hesitating for a moment, the traffic police officer put the business card back into the drunkard's jacket pocket, closed the car door, and looked at the middle-aged driver: "Where are you going?"
"Toowoomba." A neighboring city located due west of Brisbane, about 75 miles away.
"What happens after that?"
"What?"
"Is there anyone to pick him up? Or leave a phone number or something in advance?"
"No, he just asked me to drive downstairs to an apartment and wake him up. If he can't wake him up, let him sleep alone in the car for a while." The middle-aged driver shook his head and then said impatiently, "No.
Excuse me, can you hurry up? I’ll still be alive in the afternoon.”
"Okay, you can go. By the way, give me your mobile phone number."
The middle-aged driver was startled when he heard this, and then he reacted, as if he had been greatly humiliated. His face turned red and he said angrily: "We are a regular driving company!"
"I know, sir, please don't think too much, just leave a number for easy communication later. Besides, this is also protecting yourself, isn't it?"
It has to be said that this traffic policeman has good professional skills and considers all aspects.
When it came to this, the middle-aged driver naturally had no reason to refuse, so he had to take out his mobile phone to exchange numbers with an embarrassed expression, and then drove off the inspection section under the command of the traffic police. Of course, he inevitably cursed all the way.
A little incident, no need to pay too much attention to it. Just say that about an hour and a half later, at about 8:30 in the morning, the red Mazda successfully arrived at its destination, downstairs of a roadside apartment in Toowoomba City.
"Wake up, sir, we're here, wake up—"
After trying to call a few times, his arm was pushed away, followed by a thrown wallet. He subconsciously took it and looked at the drunken guest who continued to sleep soundly in the other direction. The middle-aged driver was stunned: "Sir, the fee has been charged.
…”
After a pause, he blinked and suddenly realized, "Oh, I understand, this is a tip, right? Ha, thank you, you are so generous!"
After asking and answering questions, he opened his wallet with peace of mind. When he saw a thick stack of cash inside, the middle-aged driver paused again.
After coming back to his senses, he reflexively looked around. His expression was as cloudy and uncertain as the wind and clouds were changing. After struggling several times, he finally sighed and took out only one picture.
"Thank that nosy policeman, he saved you!"
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"...Destination Sydney, 437 miles, estimated to take 7.5 hours..."
A quarter of an hour later, on the intercity highway, it was still this red Mazda.
The only difference is that the driver has changed. The previous middle-aged driver has already called it a day and left, and now the one driving the vehicle...is a brown-haired drunkard who has changed his clothes!
Needless to say, these are naturally our Tang Dynasty children's shoes.
After a night's rest, compared to last night when he was wandering around and killing people, Tang Chao looked better now.
Well, the good news is limited, after all, there are still serious injuries on the body.
Therefore, it stands to reason that what the Tang Dynasty needs now is a temporary recuperation rather than a rush to evacuate.
After all, although Brisbane is already under martial law throughout the city, the real effect of this kind of martial law that cannot be put on the surface is actually that. With someone's rich experience of being hunted for two lifetimes, he can handle it with ease and without any problems.
panic.
This was the Tang Dynasty's original plan, but the plan could not keep up with the changes. After the phone call last night, one night passed, and Chu Tangge got a message back, saying that he had been found.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Let’s not mention the issue of efficiency for the moment. The key is the target audience, who is actually in Tu’ao right now!
To be more precise, I was on a business trip in Sydney.
What a coincidence!
People are in the country, there are transportation vehicles, and even the weapons are ready-made and stored in the trunk, so what else is there to say?
In addition, I have to admit that in addition to the fact that the conditions for action are indeed met, privately, the Tang Dynasty's idea of cutting the mess quickly is also very urgent...
"Gabriel..."
Holding the steering wheel with one hand and leaning on the edge of the car window with the other arm, under the wig fluttering in the wind, Tang Chao recalled the gentle and gentle face from his memory, with a somewhat complicated expression.
In fact, when Tang Chao obtained Bob's information and saw the latter's full name, he had some vague impressions, but he didn't pay much attention to it at the time.
It wasn't until I had a head-on fight with the opponent later that my impression deepened, and I suddenly remembered where I had heard it.
A little common sense is needed here. Portuguese names are usually composed of three or four stanzas. The first and second stanzas are the personal name, followed by the mother's surname, and finally the father's surname. When abbreviated, it is usually the personal name plus the father's surname.
For example, Bob Upton Balmond Vernal, or Bob Vernal for short.
Gabriel Monroe Balmond Vernal, also known as Gabriel Vernal.
If only the father's surname is the same, there may be a coincidence, but if the mother's surname is the same, the probability of coincidence is very low.
In his previous life, Tang Dynasty had indeed never heard of Bob, but he knew Gabriel, and could even be said to be familiar with him, because the two parties had cooperated many times.
If I remember correctly, the other party started to mingle in the underground world at the end of 2013, that is, next year. In the first few years, he was unknown, because from the beginning, this person did not follow the route of a traditional underground world member, except for occasionally selling some information.
, that is, he does not work as a killer, does not sell arms, does robbery, kidnapping, etc., and does not engage in anything.
It seemed like he was just fooling around all day, doing nothing special, but in the end he was doing a lot of hard work in silence!
It took a few years for Tang Chao to come into contact with the other party. At that time, Tang Chao had already achieved cross-border success. As a lone wolf, he was very popular in the European and American killer world. The other party took the initiative to come to him and paid a premium for him to take action.
, and thus a relationship has been established.
Several actions followed one after another, and the cooperation between the two parties was very pleasant. The main reason was that Gabriel was very generous every time he made a move, and the final payment was settled quite easily. He is a rare good financial backer.
It was precisely because the relationship between the two parties gradually became closer that the Tang Dynasty had a vague idea of what this low-key employer did.
In short, this is the person who sits behind the scenes, pulls the team together, and does big things.
I don’t know where the intelligence information was obtained, let alone what method was used. In short, when Gabriel was exposed to the public due to an accident, his team also surfaced.
There are not many members, but I can't help but that they are all elites!
Including but not limited to intelligence agents and special operations elites from many countries, active, retired, and even those who have been declared dead; CIA, FBI, SIS, Samode, etc.
He is like a giant crocodile hidden in the dark river of the underground world, a boss-level overlord!
Naturally, the Tang Dynasty was also recruited by the other party.
Well, let me tell you something. Although he was just a lone wolf, perhaps it was precisely for this reason that in his previous life, the Tang Dynasty was still very popular in the underground world. No matter which force he belonged to, he wanted to attract the most popular people under his command.
However, just like rejecting other forces, although the conditions offered by Gabriel were very tempting, the degree of freedom was extremely high, and there were basically no restrictions, after careful consideration, the Tang Dynasty finally rejected the other party's solicitation.
As for the reason, it is very simple, the impression is not good.
In fact, Gabriel's image has always been gentle, gentle and friendly. However, Tang Chao always felt that the other party was a bit arrogant, so apart from cooperative transactions, he was not willing to have too much contact with him.
This is not slander or slander.
The name Gabriel originates from the Hebrew word gabriel, which means saint, messenger of God.
I don’t know if there is a reason for this, but Gabriel usually talks about religious topics. He himself has studied deeply and is extremely familiar with many Western religious classics.
Facts have proven that men’s intuition is sometimes quite accurate.
Around the beginning of 2018, not long after Gabriel was exposed from behind the scenes, several government departments in Europe and the United States jointly conducted law enforcement and secret operations to uproot Gabriel's team in one fell swoop.
It really corresponds to the sentence: its prosperity is also rapid, and its demise is also sudden.
As for Gabriel himself, he disappeared without a trace. Afterwards, according to the inferences of the good people in the underground world, he was probably dead. Even if he was still alive, he would probably be imprisoned in a dark dungeon where no daylight could be seen for the rest of his life until he died!
Because his crimes are - terrorist, extreme anarchist, founding a (shoe) cult, assassinating political figures from many countries, subverting the regime of other countries, and intending to destroy the world... The debuffs are stacked up in such a dazzling array!
And it must be noted that, except for the one of destroying the world, many of the other crimes do not have the prefix "intent". In other words, he did all of these, and he did it quietly!
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Seeing this, it is not surprising that the Tang Dynasty is now in a hurry.
To be fair, who would not murmur in their hearts when such a ruthless person might become an enemy in the future?
What's more, Tang Chao, who was familiar with the other party's situation, also knew a small detail that was unknown to outsiders.
In the underground world of his previous life, Gabriel did not have a code name. In fact, not many people knew him before he was exposed. It seems that he still prefers his name to all kinds of weird code names.
But the Tang Dynasty knew that Gabriel actually had a code name, which was also admitted by the other party himself: Scorpion.
It sounds very ordinary and does not match his identity and actions at all. But think about Bob Vernal's code name, Scorpion Claw...
kill!
Even if you wake up early and work hard at night, you must kill him!