Tang Guoming, who stretched his waist and slept for eight hours, listened to the crisp sound of the joints rubbing all over his body, and he turned over and sat up from the narrow steel wire bed with some difficulty, looking up at Pan Guan, who was sitting in front of the split monitor and monitoring the situation outside the hotel: "What's the situation?"

Holding a cup of authentic Chinese green tea in his hand, Pan Guan lazily pointed to the split display in front of him: "After we left the bar, three groups of people followed us to the hotel, and then waited outside the hotel. When it was almost dawn, two more people were added. It seems that we have really become a hot commodity?"

After strode behind Pan Guan, Tang Guoming stared at the black young men who were squatting or standing on the street outside the hotel, obviously on guard against each other, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that our bait is very suitable for their appetite?"

After drinking the cup of tea in one sip, Pan Guan slowly stood up from the chair and moved his stiff waist vigorously: "It's not only right for their appetite, but also aroused their vigilance! Almost after we returned to the hotel, there were no less than three groups of people who contacted the Codex Consortium through various channels, and wanted to know if the Codex Consortium really had a group of business contractors like us."

Just glanced at Pan Guan's calm face, Tang Guoming smiled confidently and said, "How did you solve it?"

He raised his hand and pointed at Fu Xiaofei who was sleeping on another camp bed in the corner of the hall. Pan Guan couldn't help but responded: "Originally, the Codex Consortium was a bit like a dragon but was not seen. The outside world had almost zero chance of getting in touch with the real head of the Codex Consortium, so as long as we did it like that, basically we would have no chance of getting it wrong. In addition, one hour after you fell asleep, the sleeping beauty at the Oasis Base also woke up. After scolding Old Fu, she put a golden sign on us!"

After typing the keyboard in front of him a few times, Pan Guan pointed to a series of scattered information scrolling on the screen and said: "Sun Zhao is really capable - all the fragmented information seems to have almost no effect alone, but a little experienced intelligence analyst can see the relationship expressed by Sun Zhao Yinwei when he looks. In addition to their own preconceived conjectures and the associations that arise after being induced..."

Looking at the information scrolling on the split display screen at a glance, Tang Guoming couldn't help but nod and praised: "It's true. A series of itinerary related to us, and each stopping location just sold some more popular advanced weapons and equipment flowing from the black market channels. Such fragmented information is easier for those who have a ghost in their hearts to feel that it is true!"

After typing on the keyboard a few times, Pan Guan pointed to several photos on the split display and said, "But at the same time, these information also caused me some trouble - Chechnya, Mogadishu, Rwanda..."

At some point, Harbala had already gotten up and stood behind Tang Guoming. Looking at the photos appearing on the split display, Harbala's brows immediately twisted into two pieces: "Are these all famous black market weapons dealers in the world? Now... all monsters and monsters are here! But... there is really the improved Starlight individual air defense missile system you mentioned yesterday? Why do I sound so mysterious?"

Apparently, he was awakened by the words about weapons spoken by Harbala. Fu Xiaofei, who was sleeping on the marching bed, got up and responded hoarsely: "It is definitely not! The improved Starlight individual air defense missile system is largely a conceptual thing. Not to mention the assembly, even experimental weapons may not be able to be used in recent years."

With his eyes widened in surprise, Halbala looked at Fu Xiaofei, who was rubbing his face hard with both hands and awake: "Then what are we doing in the weapons market?"

Shaking his head slightly, Tang Guoming turned to look at Halbala with a shocked look on his face: "Franklin Benson is a person who wants to make money and dares to make money. He can't get a weapon system in real life, but as long as he feels that he can fool us, he will definitely get a fake one. Especially when he hears that he can get such a weapon system through a certain channel, do you think he will get this weapon system first and then sell it for a high price?"

Blinking his eyes, Harbala thought for a moment before he hesitating: "Why do I think this is the trick used by domestic vendors who sell inferior goods - first find someone to go to the store to ask for a large amount of purchase of a certain product, and be willing to pay a deposit, and then induce people in the store to go to a specific person to purchase, and then no one will be seen after that?"

Nodding at Harbala, Tang Guoming pointed at the huge weapon magic operation platform around Harbala: "So it depends on you now - you have to quickly create a guide chip, it looks like that!"

Subconsciously turned around and looked at the huge weapon magic modification operation platform. Halbala responded in confusion: "Just build a core guidance chip of the Starlight individual air defense missile system here? Boss, I understand magic modification, but I can't..."

He squeezed his eyes at Harbala in a narrow voice, and Tang Guoming smiled and said, "As long as it looks like that, there is no need to be too exquisite. To be precise... you can just cover it for an hour!"

Looking at Tang Guoming in dumbfoundedly, Harbala thought for a while, but still looked confused: "What kind of technical requirements are this?"

Blinking his eyes, Fu Xiaofei, who had just woken up and napped, seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly looked up at Tang Guoming: "Boss, do you still want to add a second dealer here?"

Looking at Fu Xiaofei in surprise, Tang Guoming nodded in surprise: "I really didn't expect...how did you see it?"

With a very strange smile on his face, Fu Xiaofei strode to Tang Guoming and looked up at the photos of several black market weapon dealers on the split display: "Chchen is not good. Most of the Russian black market weapon experts are from professionals, so it is hard to get over it. Mogadishu is not good either. These guys are basically supported by Americans... Just these Rwandans! They are suitable for both length and size, and their identities are too eye-catching. Every weapon transaction is quick to fight and there is no time to do a test for too long!"

Nodding slightly, Tang Guoming looked at the black face on the split monitor and said, "Then there is only one question left - where are these guys now?"

Carrying a full tray of Chinese breakfast, E Guimaochao strode out of the elevator, happened to hear Tang Guoming's words, and immediately said: "On the fifth floor of the hotel, two rooms 506 and 509, I just checked in ten minutes ago! Do you need me to do something?"

Looking back at Gui Maochao, Tang Guoming smiled and said, "Just give them some breakfast and get some news!"
Chapter completed!