"Adrian? He was rescued?" Smith knew about this, and based on the peaceful consensus reached with Aiken earlier, it is not difficult to guess his purpose, "He is the intermediary who you discussed with Renard last night?"

"That's right." Li Qin said.

Smith didn't say much nonsense: "I'll contact him in five minutes. Maybe you should give him a notification first to reduce unnecessary trouble."

"In addition, the hotel came to me later, and Pang Di came with a formal will document."

The last words made Smith stunned. It was the same as everyone's previous doubts. How did Pondy get related to Toya's will document?

However, Smith didn't ask much and sighed: "It seems that a lot has happened today?"

After hanging up the call with Smith, Li Qin called Adrian, who had just parted, and only one sentence was to say: "Smith is mine, and he needs your help."

Extra introduction is absolutely unnecessary.

Never underestimate FBI's information investigation ability, not to mention that Smith and Adrian are also familiar with each other and had worked together on the night of the Dusses incident.

When Adrian heard this, his heart was thrilled. He didn't expect Li Qin's request for help would come so quickly, and it was definitely not a trivial matter if he asked for help.

Adrian's response was satisfying, without asking too much, just saying, "Leave it to me, you can rest assured."

Since he is an intermediary and is responsible for the work of communicating with Renard, Li Qin did not hide it. After all, once Pang Di leaves the reservation, many informants will inevitably find out: "Pang Di is here, we make an appointment to meet in the hotel in two hours."

Adrian's tone fluctuated in an instant: "Do you need me to go?"

"No need to handle the troubles on Smith. If there is any change, I will notify you as soon as possible."

At this moment, Li Qin would not be polite and acted directly, even though there was a bit of a gap in his context.

But everyone is smart, and Adrian also understands that he will not gain Li Qin's trust so quickly.

Even in this whole incident, Li Qin would not completely expose himself.

Everyone has secrets.

Just think about one thing and you can understand...

Why does Toya value Li Qin and Retia so much, and give them shares involving hundreds of millions of Mijin?

This is not a good thing for pies to fall from the sky. If the pies are too heavy, they will kill people.

Then Li Qin is definitely not as simple as everyone sees on the surface.

Including, he can spare Henry and get in touch with Renard.

All the clues cast a layer of fog all over Li Qin.

Adrian accepted the situation: "All it all, be careful."

Urban police station.

Adrian hung up the phone and did not walk into the interrogation room again.

These Indian gunmen have very hard mouths. When it comes to loyalty, some blacks and Lao Mo gang members cannot look down on them at all. In these aspects, Indians are very similar to Asian societies. Local societies will always only use force to coerce and induce money.

In the latter two, they will use human nature and emotions to talk about ethnic unity, prosper and lose together, and understand what the value of sacrifice is, innate and deeply penetrate into the blood.

It is not easy to open a breakthrough through interrogation.

So, it’s better to let Li Qin let it go.

About three or four minutes.

Adrian's cell phone rang again, and when he answered, he heard the other person's introduction: "I'm Smith."

"Li said you're in trouble?"

"Yes, I went to the desert town."

After hearing this, Adrian's face suddenly turned serious and subconsciously left the door of the interrogation room, came to the end of the corridor, and lowered his voice: "Nevada? Black Rock Desert Town?"

Smith said: "Yes, I felt I was being followed after leaving. I just felt that if it was true that I felt, then the other party must be an official professional, and it is definitely not a simple black market arms dealer."

"What did you buy!"

"Black Sorkin," Smith said, adding: "A lot."

At this moment.

Adrian felt dizzy.

Industry insiders know that deep in the desert of Western Nevada, there is a black trading zone.

Can the official know nothing about a so-called underground world?

Black Rock Town is like a black pit fish pond.

It attracts countless fishing enthusiasts to spend.

But few people know that the owner of the black pit fish pond is also fishing batch after batch of anglers.

I'm fishing, and people are fishing me.

Adrian gasped: "Smith, you feel right."

But Smith's attitude was surprisingly calm: "I know."

"You know?"

"This is a black Sorkin. Only a dozen countries in the world have mastered manufacturing technology, and its power is 1.5 times that of TNT. The official will not let this thing circulate at will. When I found the source of goods in just one day, I was mentally prepared. This is a fishing act."

Adrian puzzled, "Then why do you still do this?"

"Because I'm going to do my business for my boss, and if Lee didn't ask me to contact you, I would have solved the trouble in my way."

"People who fish must be mentally prepared to be played with by fish, and not all anglers can gain something."

Smith was very calm because as he said, since he dared to do this, he was sure.

Otherwise, if you lead a wolf into the house, one trouble has not been solved, and the other trouble will follow, which is overwhelming.

certainly.

If there are official personnel who can connect with official personnel, he does not need to show his trump card and cause some unnecessary trouble.

Adrian was stunned when he heard this.

What kind of wild paths are these?

Are the federal sheriffs of this quality now?

"Don't mess around, give me your place, I'll rush over now."

The two have finished communicating.

Adrian set out immediately, and he did not take the others with him, but went there alone.

Sixty-five kilometers away from Eugene.

A common highway supply town in the United States, two rows of street-facing houses cover various industries, serving passers-by and long-distance truck drivers.

Adrian met the little old man in the only cafe in town.

If it weren't for a meeting, Adrian didn't think Smith was any different from other customers in the store, and he carried Black Sorkin, who was enough to destroy the entire town.

"Smith?"

Smith put down the newspaper, without any greetings, and looked out the window: "In the direction of three, the two guys have been repairing their trucks. I really can't figure out why a water tank connection pipe has been replaced for so long."

"Apart from that, the four young men at Table 6 were a little too silent."

“I doubt at least one-third of the people in the cafe parking lot, but since you are here, I don’t think I have to worry about anything.”

Adrian glanced at him, without any intention of avoiding him.

After he finished reading it, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch...

Now he understands.

The old man's words on the phone before were not in any way. He was an expert with a strong anti-reconnaissance awareness.

If he wanted, he would transform from a fish caught into an angler and dig out the rest bit by bit.

As for how to solve it, Adrian can think of some of it...

Don't forget that he took Hessorkin from the town of Black Rock, and according to him, it was a large number.

No one knows the nature of Black Sorkin better than Adrian.

If the official hadn't wanted to catch a big fish, it would never have been possible for Smith to take away the goods from the black market as he wished.

Moreover, even if Adrian mediates in the middle as an official, the other party will not agree...

Instead, he would doubt Adrian's true purpose.

Agent FBI needs black Sorkin?

Then you can apply for action quota from the superior department. If the superior does not agree, it only means that you are operating in violation of regulations.

But no matter what, you shouldn't buy it from the black market.

The best result is to be peaceful, return the black souvenir and get back the money.

As for the bad results...
To be continued...