money player

Chapter 218 Dark Moon and Rainy Night

“Where is my gold?”

Before the group of people stepped through the door of the hotel, a roar floated out from the hotel lobby.

Xian Yaowen pointed to his eyes and then to the hotel door. Seeing this, Qi Longque quickly walked to one side of the hotel door and pressed it against the wall, tilting his head and quietly looking inside.

At about the same time, Shi Yiguang's two bodyguards picked up the Sterling MK2 submachine guns in their hands and pointed at the hotel door warily.

Qi Longque observed for a while and made tactical gestures to Xian Yaowen. While Xian Yaowen was watching, he translated for Shi Yiguang beside him, "There are seven people, one is tied up, one is controlled by three people, and the other two are holding Pistol alert..."

After Qi Longque made the gesture, he opened his mouth and mouthed silently.

"Indians." Xian Yaowen was in a daze, "The gun-wielding gangsters are Indians."

"Indians?" Shi Yiguang asked in surprise, "What are the Indians doing here?"

Xian Yaowen spread his hands and said, "You should have heard just now that someone probably cheated the Indians of their gold. Do you know of any other places that provide accommodation here?"

"Tuji has disappeared for hundreds of years and is unlikely to be passed down." Shi Yiguang denied: "I think the people inside are more like imitators."

"Only here."

When Xian Yaowen was thinking about which sect in India had such a killing ritual, Shi Yiguang beside him said directly: "Tuki."

Tuki is a secret cult that worships Time Mother. According to the confession of the arrested mob king Behram: Time Mother's blessing comes at the cost of regular blood sacrifices, and Tuki is the tribute of blood.

Often, other members of Tukey's brethren would join along the way, and when they gained the upper hand, they would attack. The Tukeys were divided into groups of three and followed into the camp. One person grabbed the victim's arm, another grabbed the leg; the third person strangled the victim with a turban or belt. One night, the Tukeys Hundreds of people can be killed this way.

When Qi Longque squatted down beside him, he asked: "It takes three people to control one person. Is it difficult?"

Qi Longque shook his head and said: "It doesn't look like that. He's just a little man. One person is holding his hands, another is holding his feet, and another is riding on him, strangling his neck with his belt, like a A ritual.”

A string of human heads hangs around her neck, and a circle of human hands is tied around her waist. Some of the four hands hold weapons, and some hold severed heads. Her husband Shiva is often stepped on by Shi Mu's feet.

Once reminded, Xian Yaowen reacted immediately, but he still pretended not to know and turned to look at Shi Yiguang, "Tuji? Indian bandit?"

"In that case, do you think we should wait until the Indians inside are finished before knocking on the door, or should we go in now and say 'Excuse me'?"

"Kill that shit." Xian Yaowen cursed and said, "It's raining heavily right now, so it's a good time to tell stories."

Shi Yiguang said seriously: "Adam, the Gold Coast is a place with laws."

Once the victim dies, the Tukeys will take away all valuable objects and carefully hide the body. After completing the tribute to the Time Mother, the Tukeys will go their separate ways and hide among ordinary people, waiting for the next gathering. "

Tukis like Behram gather on the roadside in small groups, waiting for tourists to pass by. Once they meet someone passing by, Tukis claim that they are also businessmen or performers from other places and ask to join them. The Tukeys then follow each other all the way, sometimes for days or even months, gradually becoming trusted by each other.

Shi Yiguang rolled his eyes and said: "There is an important goddess in Hindu mythology called Shi Mu. She is one of the incarnations of the Snow Mountain Goddess, the wife of Shiva. She is a powerful demon-spelling figure. The shape of Shi Mu usually has four A vicious female figure with arms, all in black, wearing animal skins, with her tongue sticking out of her mouth;

As she spoke, she waved her hand, and the two bodyguards took turns covering her and walked towards the hotel door.

"pity."

Xian Yaowen pointed to the hotel door, "So, a few of the people inside are Tukey's remnants?"

"ceremony?"

"It's not bandits, it's an Indian cult that was wiped out by the British Empire about a hundred years ago."

Xian Yaowen thought to himself and waved to Qi Longque, not to ask him to help, but to retreat to his side.

"Um……"

Before Xian Yaowen finished speaking, two bodyguards who had been observing for a while had already rushed into the hotel with guns in hand. Within the visible range, one bodyguard raised his gun in the air and pulled the trigger, while the other held the gun and swung it left and right, shouting Saying something like raising your hands and surrendering.

From the external outline of the hotel, we can analyze that the hotel lobby is not that big. As long as the gangster inside is not the protagonist or important villain of the movie/novel, being pointed at two submachine guns with a magazine capacity of 34 rounds and a theoretical firing rate of 550RPM, it probably won’t be possible. There will be courage and foolishness to stage a story of desperate counter-attack.

In fact, this was the case. The two bodyguards quickly took control of the situation and shouted outside: "Here comes someone to help."

It was self-evident what he needed help for. Xian Yaowen pointed at Qi Longque and said, "Here you go, help me, be careful."

Qi Longque nodded and walked forward cautiously.

When Xian Yaowen was training Qi Longque and others, he focused on how to prevent captives who needed to survive temporarily from resisting - hitting a certain part of the spine to cause paralysis of the lower body, or cutting the tendons of the limbs to make the limbs incapacitated. This is not a woman's kindness. Causing one's own side to be counterattacked.

Just now he told Qi Longque to be careful, but he was actually reminding him to use conventional methods. First, he did not want to be exposed, and second, he respected life.

Since Indians are linked to gold, they are very likely to be members of gold smuggling organizations. This is a potential big customer. If you don't flatter them, you can't harm them.

A minute after Qi Longque walked into the hotel, Xian Yaowen asked Shi Yiguang, "Lily, is there a police station in Jibi Town?"

"It seems not." Shi Yiguang thought for a moment and said.

"What are you going to do with the people inside?"

Shi Yiguang felt the heavy raindrops falling on him and said helplessly: "In this kind of weather, we can only leave people to the chief here."

The Indians dared to use knives and guns in the center of the town. Most of them had something to rely on. Maybe they were old acquaintances with the chief here. So Xian Yaowen nodded and didn't say much. He just put on the sunglasses hanging on his collar and put on his denim square. The towel was lifted up to cover his mouth and nose.

After a while, a bodyguard came out of the hotel and informed the two that the people inside were under control and they could go in.

After entering the hotel, Shi Yiguang negotiated with the rescued hotel owner. Xian Yaowen glanced at the five gangsters who were tied up and huddled in the corner. Two of them were very black and were black; the other two were a little bit black and looked like they were from India. The native Dravidians, who had been a high caste for a period of time, have now become untouchables; the last one has obvious Aryan features, whether it is the color of his skin or the fierceness on his face, he tells others that he is a five-person The leader in.

Whether it is decades later or now, it is impossible for upper castes to regard untouchables as bosses in India. In order to do better business, Mukesh Ambani of Reliance Group has to find a way out of poverty. The daughter of a high-caste family became his wife, and there was a story about doting on his wife. He dared not to dote on his wife and see if other high-caste people would use this to exclude him.

Xian Yaowen's eyes lingered on the leader's face for a while, making sure he had memorized his appearance. Then he stood aside quietly, waiting for the hotel owner to get tired of the compliments and take him to the room. The only decent "hotel" in a small town is owned by a British guy, and it would be boring without a part-time colonial status.

After only three or four minutes, the pleasantries were over. Xian Yaowen and Qi Longque were taken to a simple standard room, where they smelled dampness and the smell of sweat on the pillowcases and quilt covers.

Xian Yaowen glanced at the pillowcase and threw it aside in disgust. Then he lifted the thin quilt and saw that the quilt was not only yellow, but also stained with sweat, blood and traces of battle. What his nose smelled was even more mixed, almost... It includes all the odors that can be smelled from a human body.

"Shit, it's better to sleep in a pigsty." Xian Yaowen complained, and asked Qi Longque to take off the kettle and pour water for him to wash his hands. While washing, he cursed, "British people are really nothing. They don't even wash their pillowcases and quilt covers. They can't sleep for one night." Seventeen or eight kinds of skin diseases are strange.”

"Sir, during the war, I often didn't change my clothes for a month or two. I would only get lice but not skin diseases." Qi Longque said disapprovingly.

"The military doctors in your army should be shot. Basic knowledge of infectious diseases is not spread. No matter how dirty your own things are, you have to be careful. No matter how clean other people's things are, you have to be careful." Xian Yaowen shook off the water stains on his hands and pointed at the quilt cover and said: "It's only okay if the locals in Africa wrap them up like this. If we're sure to be hit, we'll sprinkle the whole room with sulfur powder mixed with water later. Be careful yourself, scratching on the battlefield will kill you."

Hearing this, Qi Longque nodded solemnly.

Xian Yaowen didn't want to stay in the room, so he came to the end of the corridor and leaned against the unobstructed window to enjoy the rainy view.

Not to mention, the buildings in the town look very clean and fresh. They are mostly built using rammed earth technology, and the walls are painted very flat. The roofs are just a bit unremarkable. They are basically covered with thatch, but they look quite thick and the waterproofing effect should be good.

There are artificially dug unnatural drainage ditches in front of and behind the house, which can effectively drain rainwater. However, they are not very beautiful, crooked, and vary in width. They have no trace of planning and also reveal the lazy characteristics of the locals. Wherever you can be lazy, you will never put in more effort.

The black ancestors are strong-willed, physically strong and resistant to oppression. As long as they are willing to work hard, most of them have the potential to become iron men and model workers. Xian Yaowen thought about how to improve the subjective initiative of his black miners and let them work in the mines.

Intimidation is not a good method. It can have a good effect in a short period of time. Over time, riots will inevitably occur. Not only will other forces take advantage of it, but even if the security labor intensity is too high, accidents can easily happen.

Religious brainwashing is a good method, but he is personally disgusted with this method, and he only has a superficial understanding of brainwashing. He is unable to create believers who only follow the instructions without giving any sweeteners. Asking professionals to clean it is also a solution, but it is easy to be taken over by magpie nests and doves. It is difficult to say who will clean it at that time.

It seems that it is necessary to find a cult to make up for the lesson. If you can get the true scripture, you may be able to combine MLM and Ponzi, support people to set up a fund, make a fortune first, and then give it to partners to make a political fortune. capital……

Xian Yaowen ticked the box in his mind and added the word "to be used" in the note.

He will need it here in a few days, and he will definitely not rush there religiously. He continues to think, and the softer method he can think of is inducement, introducing enjoyable goods and services, delicious food, and beautiful clothes into the mine. , bars, casinos, brothels providing white prostitutes, etc.

Give each miner a salary point card, and add the points earned from the day's labor on it at the end of each day. All consumption in the mine does not require cash, you only need to deduct the points on the point card and set a credit limit. Spend a certain amount of points in advance.

According to the usual behavior of black people, more than 90% of miners are unlikely to save their points until the day they are cashed out. If they don’t spend all the points earned on that day every day, they probably won’t be able to sleep well. Needless to say, their credit limit is limited every month. You can definitely clear your overdraft within a week at the beginning of the month.

In less than two months, the situation will become such that most of the miners owe him money. At that time, as long as he catches the miners who dare to run away because of the money, and scares the monkeys, and uses some gentle methods, the other miners should work obediently.

It is best to set one or two positive examples, work hard every day, get a lot of points, and cash out a large amount of cash at the end of the month. The mine will advance part of the salary, let them renovate the house, and marry two or three wives in a row.

Normally, I would ask the supervisors to earnestly advise the miners not to spend all their points every day, but to learn from those who save money to build a house and find a wife...

In this way, the Tianguang miners were very happy every day, but when they looked back and realized that they had nothing, the Tianguang miners who wanted to put the shit basin on the head of the mine had nothing to say. The mine only provides goods and services, but does not force everyone to consume.

After careful consideration, Xian Yaowen felt that the inducement method was completely feasible. It was a little troublesome to implement, but everything was tenable. Even if the mine was exposed to the outside world, there was no need to worry. There was nothing too dirty for outsiders to spy on.

"Adam, what are you thinking about?"

As soon as Xian Yaowen cleared his mind, Shi Yiguang came to him.

"I'm wondering how long this rain will last." Xian Yaowen turned around, looked at Shi Yiguang and said, "Based on your experience, how long will it take for it to stop?"

Shi Yiguang leaned toward the window and took a look outside, "I can't tell, it could be three or four days, or it could be seven or eight days. Thunder first and then rain will not get your shoes wet, rain first and then thunder and water will soak the streets, and the offspring will be born later. Don't be impatient, it will stop." "

Xian Yaowen smiled and said: "You are a ghost, you know all the weather proverbs, the teacher who teaches you vernacular is very caring."

Shi Yiguang did not continue what he was saying, but instead asked: "Adam, are you anxious?"

"Yes, I'm anxious. If your room is as clean as mine, you'll probably be anxious too."

Shi Yiguang frowned, "Don't talk about the room, I'm worrying about how to sleep at night."

"Ha, it seems you don't have much preferential treatment." Xian Yaowen gloated: "My assistant is already cleaning the room with sulfur water. If you don't mind, you can go to my room to lay the floor. I brought a sleeping bag, and two people can barely fit in."

Shi Yiguang rolled his eyes, "I want your sleeping bag, so let's sleep together. Adam, I solemnly tell you, I am a lady."

"Understood." Xian Yaowen shrugged and said, "My lady, I wonder if you have ever received any cooking training?"

"of course."

"Congratulations, you are very honored to have the opportunity to show your cooking skills to Sir Adam. If possible, I would like to eat the baboon steak for the main course, medium rare."

"Adam, sometimes we have to learn that silence is golden and not to drink more saliva than tea."

"Hahaha, Lily, you are such an amazing ghost."

"Half Tang fan." Shi Yiguang replied.

The two of them just exchanged a few words and then became quiet, one of them leaning against the window and listening to the rain.

The rain kept falling, without wind or thunder. In the afternoon, the rain became heavier again. The dense raindrops made it difficult to see more than seven meters away. Although the altitude of Kibi Town was very high, the unreasonable building layout made the town difficult to see. The roads in the center are flooded with water. The water is not still, but flows rapidly to lower altitudes. It rains so heavily that even if you are fully armed, you cannot go out.

The five gangsters could not be sent away, so they had to be temporarily locked in a room, guarded by Shi Yiguang's two bodyguards in turns.

After nightfall, Shi Yiguang borrowed Xian Yaowen's sleeping bag, but did not make a bed on the floor in his room. This was good so that he could keep his pistol in a convenient place.

Before going to bed, he told Qi Longque that as long as the gangsters didn't find them, they didn't have to worry about anything that happened.

As long as that Indian Asan wasn't stupid, he should have had backup outside the hotel. Even if he didn't, it would be quite easy for accidents to happen if he saw five of them alone.

On a dark, rainy night, it is the time to kill.

(End of this chapter)