Part-time bodyguard

Chapter 421 The End
Everything was supposed to be handled in an orderly manner internally, but 20 minutes later, a senior police officer and a police officer came to the door. They received a call from the police that Mr. Luke had been shot, and their superiors asked them to come and check. Duanmu asked them to wait in the outer room on the grounds that Luke was still resting, and he went into the main suite to report.

Luke was no longer sitting in a wheelchair, but on a chair. The female doctor was bandaging his wound. He was drinking tea from a cup in his other hand, and seemed very calm.

Duanmu looked at Luke, understood something, and said, "So it's India."

Luke said tiredly, "I have lived in Japan for more than 30 years. Everyone thinks that Japan is my territory, but the actual situation is not so. In Japan, it is difficult to bribe many people with money. It takes a lot of money to bribe some people. Otherwise, why would I have three inheritances in India?"

Luke said: "Young man, don't think you can win for sure. This is India, my home ground."

The police officer was outside. If Duanmu let the police officer see Luke, he and others would be taken away as suspects. It was not easy for them to kill a handcuffed person. Luke could unilaterally kill Duanmu without dying together. This was the power of corruption, the power to do whatever it wanted.

Duanmu said to Green and his two staff members who were in the inner room, "This matter is a bit complicated now. You should go first."

Green stood up and said, "I already understand the situation. Your ability is higher than we thought. I look forward to our cooperation in the future."

The two sides shook hands and watched the three people leave. Cui Jian asked, "How low was your original evaluation?"

Duanmu ignored him, and Guiyi's voice came from the headset: "The officer requires to see you or Luke immediately, otherwise he will apply for a search warrant on the spot by phone."

Duanmu replied: "I know."

Duanmu turned to Cui Jian and asked: "If it were you, do you have any good solution?"

Cui Jian said: "It is obvious that the police officer or the police officer's supervisor is Luke's man, otherwise how could they come to our door without any external contact. Another strange thing is that the hotel security did not stop them, did not contact us in advance, but gave them the green light. This does not match our identity as the chief."

Duanmu: "I asked you to tell me how to deal with it, not to analyze it."

Cui Jianyi spread his hands and said, "You and I are different. If I were in this situation and someone plotted against me like this, I would definitely draw my gun and kill them."

Duanmu nodded, dialed the number, spoke a bunch of French, stood up, straightened his suit, pushed the door and walked to the living room. Cui Jian knew that Duanmu must not follow the police officer, otherwise he would die. If his team of bodyguards followed him, they might be killed. He made up his mind that if the police wanted to take them away, he would kill the corrupt police.

Cui Jian knew that Duanmu was aware of the current situation, so he was very curious about how Duanmu would deal with it.

Duanmu and the police officer shook hands and exchanged pleasantries. The personal butler had been helping to entertain the guests, and when he saw Duanmu come out, he took the opportunity to say goodbye.

Duanmu asked: "Mr. Officer, who called the police?"

The police officer was fat and arrogant. He didn't even look at Duanmu and answered perfunctorily: "We have the obligation to keep the call confidential. I believe there is a misunderstanding. That's why I came to check the situation in person."

The two sides argued for a while, and the police officer began to take a tough stance and demanded to see Luke. At this moment, Jinying opened the door, and a young man walked into the main suite and headed for the reception area. Diudiu and the others saw that it was Jinying who opened the door, so they did not stop him.

The young man walked up to the police officer, suddenly raised his gun and shot the police officer and his attendant to death, then turned and walked into the inner room. Even Cui Jian was stunned for a moment.

Duanmu reacted the fastest. He threw Cui Jian, who was about to take action, and shouted, "There are assassins. Hide. Don't shoot and expose your position."

Cui Jian looked at Duanmu with a pair of stupid but clear eyes, and Duanmu explained: "I am a boss who pays great attention to the safety of my employees."

Cui Jian tilted his head to look at Jin Ying, who was filming the young man with his phone in hand. He followed the young man into the inner room and used his body to block the shooting range. Cui Jian asked, "What about him?"

Duanmu said: "Don't talk nonsense, there are assassins here, don't move."

After a few gunshots, Luke and the female doctor fell in a pool of blood, and a generation of heroes fell.

The young man walked out of the inner room arrogantly. Jinying followed him the whole time and escorted him out of the room. After closing the door, Jinying touched his chest and said, "I'm so scared. Why is the security in Mumbai so bad?"

Diudiu and others remained petrified, they hadn't figured out what was going on.

Duanmu had already stood up and said, "I am being chased by someone and need to leave the hotel first. You can do as you please."

Golden Eagle put the phone on the table and said, "Here is the evidence of the murderer who killed the police officer and Luke. It is enough for you to deal with the police investigation."

Duanmu turned around and looked at Cui Jian: "Let's go."

Cui Jian was still thinking, I am a bodyguard, Duanmu has not committed any crime, I must protect him, no problem. Cui Jian hurriedly said: "Wait for me two minutes..."

Duanmu said: "You don't need those rags, but don't forget that Xingye has arrived in India."

Having said that, Cui Jian still went back to get his backpack. Jin Ying led the way in front, and Cui Jian followed behind. The general suite was well soundproofed, so the security guard did not hear the gunshots and respectfully watched the three people enter the elevator.

As the elevator went down, Jin Ying handed a headset to Cui Jian: "The car is in the underground garage, the plane is ready, we need to leave India as soon as possible."

Cui Jian: "You're not pretending anymore?"

Jinying smiled and said nothing. Duanmu was contacting the outside world to explain the situation. Duanmu had expected many things, but he did not expect Luke to have two plans and invite all the senior officials to come out, which made him quite uneasy. Luke's words "India is his home court" may be true.

……

The VIP elevator arrived at the underground parking lot. Jin Ying walked in front, Duanmu followed in the middle, and Cui Jian continued to follow. There were not many people in the underground parking lot, but not too few either, and there were also patrolling security guards. When the VIP elevator arrived, the two security guards immediately paid attention and paid more attention to them.

The car was fifteen meters away, and Jinying walked quickly to the driver's seat.

A man nearby just came out of the back seat of a car and met another man. They hugged each other happily. Both of them had typical Indian looks.

On the side, a man in driver's clothes is wiping the hood with windshield washer fluid and cotton cloth. He is very serious and focused.

A few dozen meters away, there came the squeaking sound of wheels rubbing against the ground.

A few meters away, a car stalled and a pair of girls got out from the driver and co-driver seats. They were typical Indian beauties. The beauty in blue saw Cui Jian looking at her and waved to Cui Jian with a bright smile. The beauty in red next to her was also smiling.

Cui Jian took a step forward, grabbed Duanmu's clothes, and pulled him to the right vertical elevator. Duanmu asked nervously, "What's wrong?" Every time Cui Jian suddenly attacked, his life was hanging by a thread.

Cui Jian asked: "How long will the car be parked?"

Duanmu said: "More than an hour."

Cui Jian pressed the microphone and said, "Golden Eagle, reverse the car."

"Okay." Jinying closed the car door, stepped on the brake, and reached out to touch the ignition.

Cui Jian and Duanmu leaned against the wall, watching nervously. The expected explosion did not happen. Duanmu pushed Cui Jian away with his shoulder and said, "You are suspicious."

Cui Jian shook his head: "I won't get on this car." Duanmu asked: "Why?"

Cui Jiandao: "India is very hot."

"Ok?"

"The person who delivered the car should have turned on the air conditioner. Condensation water should have been discharged from the exhaust pipe, but the floor was dry. More than an hour is not enough for the condensation water to completely evaporate." Cui Jian is quite familiar with the car.

"Could it be that the cleaner has cleaned the floor?" Duanmu looked at the cleaner who was cleaning the floor not far away.

Cui Jian replied: "It's possible, but I won't take it. Let's go to the first floor and take a taxi."

Duanmu shook his head helplessly as he walked, "You are so willful."

The two entered the vertical elevator room. Cui Jian pressed the elevator call button. Jin Ying's voice came from outside the elevator room: "What's going on?"

Duanmu pressed the headset: "Let's go to the first floor and take a taxi. You drive and follow us."

"Okay." Golden Eagle drove towards the exit.

Near the exit, because it is a three-way intersection, a speed bump is set up to prevent vehicles from speeding too fast. It is a six-centimeter-high blunt angle that does not hinder the passage of sports cars with low chassis, but if you are concerned about the chassis, you must slow down.

The Golden Eagle drove up the speed bump at a speed of 35 kilometers per hour, and then came down from the speed bump. At this time, the car body sank downwards, and a flame burst out from the inside of the car, but there were no parts flying around. It was obvious that the bomb was installed inside the car.

At this time, Cui Jian and Duanmu were near the main entrance on the first floor. The doorman waved his hand and a taxi waiting outside quickly circled and drove towards the main entrance. The doorman helped to open the back door, Cui Jian got on the co-pilot seat, and Duanmu sat in the back seat. Cui Jian asked Duanmu in English: "FBO terminal?" Mumbai has only one airport.

Duanmu was a little flustered: "I'll contact him now." Only Jinying knew the exact address.

One minute into the taxi ride, Cui Jian didn't see the Golden Eagle catching up. Duanmu had already received the location information and said to the driver, "Dharavi Karen Leather Factory."

Dharavi, the world's second largest slum, has a population of one million people living in two square kilometers. Dharavi was originally a fishing village, but its population has grown as Mumbai has developed.

Dharavi is not a slum in the traditional sense, but a bit like an urban-rural junction. 70% of the land is occupied by more than 4 enterprises, so almost everyone has a job. There are many reasons why it is listed as a slum. One reason is that one public toilet has to cope with nearly a thousand people. Another reason is that the residential houses are very dilapidated, but the monthly rent is only $. There are also reasons such as insufficient water and electricity supply, dirty and messy environment, etc.

When they heard Dharavi, the driver and Cui Jian's faces changed. Duanmu pretended to be stupid and said to the driver: "I only have US dollars, is that ok?"

The driver's expression changed and he said, "No problem."

Cui Jian asked: "Why go to Dharavi?"

Duanmu replied: "Seaplane."

Dharavi was originally a small fishing village, and many of its businesses were located on the seashore, discharging sewage directly into the sea.

Well, it's a plane after all.

Cui Jian called: "Calling Golden Eagle, please reply."

There was no response, so Duanmu made a phone call for a while and said in Korean: "Cui Jian, this driver is very good, and my people can't keep up with us."

Cui Jian said: "If your people can keep up with you, then your enemies can keep up with you too."

As they were talking, the taxi driver passed through the downtown area and entered the alley. He met an oncoming car. The driver stuck his head out and shouted a lot, and the other car reversed and turned right, giving up his lane.

Cui Jian immediately took out a wad of dollars from his pocket and threw it at the windshield, saying in English: "I like you."

The driver's eyes lit up: "My wife always says that."

As long as the drivers go fast, no one can stop them.

After 20 minutes, the taxi finally reached the bridge into Dharavi, and then the other side of India appeared in front of Cui Jian. First, there was this bridge, with vendors on both sides, pedestrians in the middle, and motorcycles overtaking from time to time. The taxi arrived here at a speed of about 1-3 kilometers per hour, which was about the same speed as the test takers drove during the second subject test.

The driver said in advance: "Don't open the window. They love to sell to foreigners. Some bad-hearted kids will suddenly snatch your valuables after gaining your mercy."

Cui Jian asked curiously: "Master, I have been to India very rarely, and there is one thing I don't quite understand: Why are people in the slums darker?"

As soon as the driver answered, Cui Jian learned some knowledge that he was not sure whether it was correct or not. Indians are made up of whites and blacks, with blacks accounting for a larger proportion, but the four major castes are still dominated by white blood. The driver said a statement without scientific basis that the more black blood one has, the lower the IQ, commonly known as being stupider. This perception is more common among non-caste people.

Cui Jian asked curiously, "What about Huang?"

Duanmu said disdainfully: "When black and white are fighting, why does yellow want to join in the fun? Do you want to be discriminated against or do you want to show off your presence?"

The origin of the four major castes is white people, who are foreign ethnic groups. The native Indians are black people. As inter-caste marriages are relaxed, the concept of skin color in India has become more vague over time, but most successful people still belong to the four major castes.

Because of traveling around the world, Cui Jian's view on ethnicity is different from the mainstream. Most people think that their own ethnicity is the best and all others are rubbish. Cui Jian believes that there is no chosen ethnicity, no strongest ethnicity, and each ethnicity has its own characteristics. Therefore, he never despises or ridicules any ethnicity, and respects all ethnicities under basic circumstances.

The so-called basic situation refers to something like the 9-year-old bride country. After all, this is lower than the bottom line of taking off underwear.

During the chat, the car took fifteen minutes to pass through the two-kilometer congested road section, and the speed of the car began to increase. Then Cui Jian saw the strongest traffic police.

At an intersection, three traffic policemen held batons to direct traffic. There were not only cars on the road, but also motorcycles, bicycles, carts, carts, cows, people and other livestock. Not to mention the sight, the noise alone was enough to drive people crazy.

In other words, in the game "Speed ​​​​Forward", the difficulty of India's missions is basically S-level, but the transportation is so frustrating.

After passing the intersection and when there were still 6 kilometers to the Karen Leather Factory, they encountered a wedding procession. Although the procession was simple, there were too many people. The driver knew it was bad at first sight. He wanted to reverse and change the road, but the road behind him was blocked.

Duanmu said decisively: "Let's walk."

Cui Jian handed another stack of dollars to the driver, who wanted to hug him and kiss him. The driver got out of the car and grabbed a local kid to ask for directions, and told the two: "Bala bala bala."

It roughly means turn left, turn right, etc. It's hard to tell without road signs. But the kid provided three coordinates. The first coordinate is Daddy's Convenience Store. The second coordinate is Crazy Dance Hall. The third coordinate is the cow statue. After finding the cow statue, walk west for 100 meters and you will see the Karen Leather Factory.

The driver gave Duanmu and Cui Jian a bear hug and said goodbye reluctantly. None of them noticed the drone hovering in the sky.

"Found it." Before entering Dharavi, the criminals' car could not catch up with the taxi. After entering Dharavi, the criminals' car still could not catch up with the taxi, so they had to use drones to chase it.

(End of this chapter)