Part-time bodyguard

Chapter 426 Xiao Shui
Cui Jian’s answer: “Your boss is too conceited. Recruiting should be handled by a professional team. He just hired people based on his own pleasure. He deserves to be betrayed.”

Hai Lan glared at Cui Jian: "I was hired when he was in a good mood."

Cui Jian said: "I admit that he has good vision. But because of your excellence, he became proud and thought that he had a keen eye and that the people he chose were the elites of the earth. As a result, a traitor appeared."

Hai Lan thought for a while and asked, "Do you have any idea about me?"

Cui Jian quickly waved his hands: "No, no." These words were equivalent to intimidation to Cui Jian.

Cui Jian changed the subject: "Are we almost there?"

Hai Lan said: "One hour."

Cui Jian said: "Give me another can of Pepsi."

Hai Lan glanced at Cui Jian twice, then stood up and went to get a drink for Cui Jian.

Duanmu on the side hummed: "I want a Coke, too."

Cui Jiandao: "He can't drink Coke, Coke will melt his injured ribs."

Duanmu half opened his eyes: "I have a fever, you can't treat me like this."

Cui Jian leaned over and touched it. It was indeed a little hot. He didn't know if it was caused by the sun, so he said, "Come on!" He could bandage the wound, but couldn't attack the virus. He could only shout a few slogans to make Duanmu feel better.

Duanmu asked: "Why am I always the one who gets hurt?"

Cui Jian replied: "I am a good person. I cannot be easily hurt because good people do not live long. You are different. The evil will last for thousands of years. No matter how hard you are tortured, you will not die."

Duanmu smiled: "Are you a good person?"

Cui Jian asked back: "What's wrong with me?"

Duanmu thought for a while and was speechless. Yes, what's wrong with Cui Jian? He doesn't bully men or women, he doesn't worship money, he doesn't bully the weak, and he doesn't bully others. As for killing, it's all legal killing. Killing to protect others is considered a righteous act in a broad sense. He doesn't mess around with relationships and is trustworthy. He is calm, brave, and firm... Damn, I didn't expect it, but this guy turned out to be a saint.

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On the southern coastline of Gujarat, ambulances and convoys were already waiting on the coastal road.

The yacht drove into the small dock, and Hai Lan threw a rope to a bodyguard to tie around a pillar on the shore. Four medical staff boarded the boat, put Duanmu on a stretcher and carried him to the ambulance, and then the motorcade and the ambulance left together.

Cui Jian was chatting with Hai Lan who was reversing the boat. When he looked back and saw that all the cars had gone, he said in surprise: "I haven't gotten on the car yet."

Hailan looked at the roadside and was also stunned: "I don't have their contact information either."

Cui Jian asked: "Do you have US dollars?"

Hai Lan walked to the cab, took out a large paper bag and threw it to Cui Jian. Cui Jian opened it and saw ten stacks of US dollars, totaling 10 US dollars.

Cui Jian asked: "Then I can move freely?"

Hai Lan said, "You may have some legal troubles. Let me contact you later."

"Okay." Cui Jian smelled his own scent, picked up his backpack and walked towards the road. The things in the backpack had been sorted out, the important passport was fine, the ordinary mobile phone was damaged, and the Qisha mobile phone was still usable.

When he walked to the roadside, he saw no people or villages, and there were not many cars on the road. Cui Jian opened a stack of banknotes and put them in his pocket, then took out a dozen bills. A shabby car passed by, and Cui Jian raised the US dollar bills. The car pulled over, and Cui Jian lay in the passenger seat and chatted with the driver for a few words. He learned that the nearest city to him was Surat.

Cui Jian knew this place. It was a famous diamond processing site in India and also a port city. It was said that 11 out of every 9 diamonds in the world came from Surat. There were more than diamond processing factories in the area.

Cui Jian got in the car and chatted with the driver and learned more information about Surat.

India is an English-speaking country, but only one in ten people speak English, and more people speak local languages. However, official documents and communication between states are all in English. For some people at the bottom of society, learning English is a sign of worshipping foreign things. For many elites, English is the most basic tool.

Although the driver didn't speak English on a daily basis, he had received education and heard my daughter read English on a daily basis, so he understood some of it. Communication was a little difficult, but it was enough.

The driver first took Cui Jian to eat something, which he called "roasted chicken lying in the stomach". Cui Jian thought it was a translation problem, but he had to admit that the roasted chicken was really delicious. However, which country's roasted chicken would not be delicious?
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Cui Jian arrived at an international chain hotel in Surat. He was smelling bad and looking sloppy. For the first time, he felt a little embarrassed. Fortunately, there was no embarrassing plot and the staff received him very politely.

Cui Jian requested a suite and asked the staff to buy him two sets of clothes, writing down the sizes. He was not in a hurry to go upstairs, and chatted with the doorman for a few words. The doorman took the US dollars and went to the store across the street to buy Cui Jian a mobile phone.

When he arrived at the guest room, Cui Jian took a shower immediately, wrapped himself in a bath towel, put the dirty clothes into a laundry bag, contacted the front desk, and paid extra money to have the laundry room wash the clothes as soon as possible.

Sitting on the sofa, Cui Jian inserted the phone card into the new phone and called Li Ran first. Li Ran breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Cui Jian's voice: "It's good that you're not dead."

After hearing what Li Ran said, Cui Jian asked, "Who died?"

Li Ran replied: "Golden Eagle."

The death of the Golden Eagle led the local police to investigate the death of Luke, a senior police officer, and others. Diudiu and his team were detained at the police station for investigation. The consulates of South Korea, the United States, and other countries sent specialists to follow the progress of the case and supervise the judicial handling of the case. This put a lot of pressure on the police. There was no other way, as the four members of Diudiu's team belonged to three different countries.

The group has been released but has been asked not to leave Mumbai for the time being. No one has tracked down Cui Jian.

Cui Jian was surprised: "No one asked me? And Duanmu?"

Li Ran said: "It was just a routine inquiry about your situation. Diudiu and the others said that you and Duanmu evacuated first. Since they couldn't contact you, the matter was dropped."

Cui Jian said: "But..." He hesitated.

Li Ran was unhappy: "But what? If you have something to say, just say it. Don't waste my time."

Cui Jian said: "But I killed many people in Dharavi."

Li Ran was silent for a moment and asked, "What did you just say?"

Cui Jiandao: "I am in Dharavi..."

"In front."

"But……"

"No buts. It's none of your business," Li Ran said. "I'll contact people to follow up on the progress of the case. Don't rush back to Korea. Stay in Surat for a while. Wait until Diudiu lifts the house arrest before you leave. Since you are in the open, you should remain unchanged in the face of changes. Besides, you are worthless. As long as you are alone, no one will want to cause trouble for you."

"Manager Li, I don't know if I should be happy to hear what you said."

Li Ran said, "Anyway, you should stay in the local area. If you don't have enough money, contact the Finance Department and wait for my news. Also, remember, stay calm for the next few days and don't kill people at will."

Cui Jian raised his middle finger. There were too many flaws in Li Ran's words to complain about.

Cui Jian then chatted with his sister Ye Lan for 20 minutes, and then tried to contact Duanmu, but he couldn't get through. At nine o'clock the next morning, the lobby manager came to the door in person and said that someone had paid for Cui Jian to open a master suite, and that all of Cui Jian's expenses in the hotel would be covered by this big boss.

This good intention must be appreciated, and Cui Jian moved into the 700-square-meter presidential suite. To Cui Jian, it was just a bigger room, which had no practical significance. Although he could not explain what this mentality was with his knowledge, Cui Jian felt happy to spend a penny more on Duanmu.

After staying in the hotel for five days, Li Ran received news that the murder of Jin Ying, Luke and others had been investigated and closed, and the only suspect was the young man in the video shot by Jin Ying. The police station issued a wanted order for the young man according to the procedure and lifted the house arrest of Diudiu and others.

The Diudiu team plans to go to the United States to send the Golden Eagle's ashes back to its hometown.

Li Ran did not mention what happened in Dharavi. According to the security forces and police, a fight broke out between an armed gang and a local gang in a slum area of ​​Dharavi, during which someone fired shots, resulting in one death and six injuries. Some media outlets smelled something fishy and wanted to investigate further, but the police evaded the question by saying the case was still under investigation.

Cui Jian hung up the phone with Li Ran, and used his mobile phone to contact the hotel's business department, asking them to help him book a first-class ticket to Hancheng. It had to be first class, not business class.

On the morning of the seventh day of staying in the hotel, Cui Jian packed his luggage and prepared to go downstairs to check out and go to the airport. Qi Sha's phone vibrated for the first time.

Cui Jian answered the phone without saying anything. The other party said in an electronic voice: "Senior, this is Five-Headed Dog."

Cui Jian: “Hmm?”

"Yueyao, I'm the five-headed dog." As a new dog, he didn't dare to call the boss by his name.

Cui Jian asked, "What's the matter?"

Five-Headed Dog: "We need to meet and talk."

Cui Jian said: "Let's not meet unless it's necessary, right?" The Five-Headed Dog is now in charge of the Southeast Asia and India area. Cui Jian hardly ever moves around in this area, so there's no need for them to get to know each other.

Five-headed dog: "I have contacted the two-headed dog and he agreed that we should meet." Subtext: It is necessary.

Cui Jian said: "Okay, tell me the address and I'll go over."

Five-headed dog: "Sui Yao is here to pick you up."

Cui Jian replied: "Okay."

Buy a set of jackets and a used car. After dinner, check out. Cui Jian put on his jacket and mask in the car, with his left hair hanging down to cover his eyes, and drove to the place mentioned by the five-headed dog.

After waiting for 10 minutes, Xiaoshui made a grand appearance, riding a street-class motorcycle and wearing a full-coverage helmet. The motorcycle stopped next to the broken second-hand car, and Xiaoshui poked the window glass of the driver's seat with his gloved fingers.

Cui Jian rolled down the car window with great effort, but comparing the two, he didn't have the aura of a senior at all.

Cui Jian asked: "Tiger oil?"

Xiaoshui broadcast Cui Jian's phone call live, Cui Jian glanced at the phone, smiled and greeted, and got out of the car. A helmet was handed over, and Xiaoshui nodded, motioning Cui Jian to get in the car.

Cui Jian took the backpack from the passenger seat, put on a helmet and got on the bike. Nowadays, motorcycle designs are becoming more and more fashionable, and the back seat is deliberately set at a slope, so you have to lean forward. Although Cui Jian tried to restrain his body, Xiao Shui could still feel Cui Jian's strong muscles. When the driver and passenger switch, Cui Jian will definitely feel Xiao Shui's strength even more.

Cui Jian believes that this design does not improve vehicle speed or handling, it is just for fun.

However, motorcycles are indeed a good means of transportation in India. In less than half an hour, the two arrived at the seaside resort hotel. It was a rented villa. Compared with other coasts in India, the sea water on this resort hotel coast is relatively clean, at least there is no foam on the beach.

The motorcycle drove directly into the No. 25 holiday villa, entered the living room, closed the door, and the electric curtains closed automatically. Xiaoshui took off the helmet and put it aside. Yes, it is a beauty, the same style as the Bollywood actress, more flamboyant and individual. But we are Qi Sha, the killer. Is it popular to disguise in the opposite way now?

Xiaoshui stretched out her hand and shook hands with Cui Jian: "Hello, senior." Her voice was pleasant and respectful.

"Hello, you can just call me Xiaoyue or Yueyao." Cui Jian looked at Xiaoshui, who was 75 meters tall and weighed kilograms, which was not quite Shuiyao.

There are two types of Shui Yao, one is the infiltration Shui Yao, and the other is the cold weapon Shui Yao. Cui Jian was once injured by a potential Shui Yao apprentice. The earliest prototype of Shui Yao was the ninja in film and television works, who was not only good at infiltration, but also good at using short weapons among cold weapons.

Therefore, Shuiyao is usually more petite. Looking at motorcycles, Shuiyao and petite are not related.

Shui Yao went upstairs and said, "Let's talk upstairs. What do you want to drink?"

Cui Jian: “Coke.”

Xiaoshui paused as she went upstairs: "No Coke."

Cui Jian: “Whatever.”

Xiao Shuidao: "Assam milk tea?"

Cui Jian: "Mineral water, please."

Xiao Shui paused again: "Okay."

So embarrassing. Cui Jian changed the subject and asked, "How old are you?"

Xiao Shui paused and subconsciously lowered his head. Cui Jian quickly added, "Age."

Xiao Shuidao: "Last month was my 18th birthday." It's not that she has a crooked mind, but in daily interactions, no one would be so rude to ask about one's age.

Cui Jian suddenly realized: "So it's the generation gap. Haha, very good."

Xiaoshui opened the door, Cui Jian looked around and said: "Your living conditions are good." This is a hotel villa, in fact, it is impossible to see the economic conditions of the residents. But Xiaoshui has good skin and expensive clothes, and the starting price of the motorcycle is 7 US dollars. Qisha has been out of food for two years. If he can live so well, he must have a side job.

Xiao Shui asked Cui Jian to take a seat while saying, "Two years ago, not long after I completed the assessment, my biological parents found me. They are very rich."

Cui Jiandao: "Oh? In this case, you can directly apply for retirement. We generally do not recruit children with parents."

"I concealed this matter." Xiaoshui took the mineral water and threw it at Cui Jian who was five meters away.

Cui Jian took it with one hand, thought for a while and said, "Actually, you don't have to tell me. It's hard for me to do it when you're so frank."

Xiao Shui said: "What? Are you going to report me?" After that, she unzipped her jacket and turned it down, revealing she was only wearing a bra.

Cui Jian saw the scars all over her body, some from whipping, some from cigarette burns, and some from knife cuts. On her back near her buttocks, a group of special scars formed a very insulting word.

Judging from the looks of it, the scar was caused when Xiaoshui was about ten years old.

Cui Jian's eyes were calm. He thought for a moment and said, "I know a plastic surgeon. He's very skilled. Maybe I can give you a 20% discount." Let's talk it out. Don't take off your clothes. Some things can be said with words.

Young people nowadays are simply impossible to communicate with and cannot be understood.

(End of this chapter)