Lost and Spy

Chapter 3480 This Relationship
Port of Durapura.

The second batch of reinforcements arrived.

Seven people in total.

All of them are Asian faces.

This surprised Randall a little.

Originally, he thought that all the people coming were American soldiers.

However, Li Zhifeng's words quickly dispelled his concerns: "This is the Port of Dulapura, a port in the Philippines. A group of Americans here will definitely attract more attention than a group of Asians."

Randall nodded. He had to admit that the other party was right.

"Then let's get started." Li Zhifeng took a deep breath: "Perhaps the situation in Port Dulaplan is about to change."

After saying that, he glanced at Randall and said, "Stay here and don't leave. Someone must be in charge outside."

He also pulled out a pistol and placed it on the table.

"I will, sir," Randall said calmly.

At this moment, his heart was already filled with joy.

There is only one explanation for handing the pistol to me, that is, "Lieutenant Peter" has completely regarded me as an ally.

So, from now on, let yourself control everything.

Ten minutes after Li Zhifeng left, Gleb walked in again: "He left the hotel."

Randall smiled and said, "The war has begun. This will be a life-and-death battle for us or anyone else."

He glanced at the pistol on the table that "Lieutenant Peter" had left for him: "Does he really naively think that he can protect our lives with just a pistol?"

Gleb was a little worried: "Sir, I suggest you go to a safer place."

Randall shook his head. "No, I'm here. There is no place in the entire Durapura Port that is truly safe. Besides, even if something happens to us, Captain Peter will be in trouble before us."

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cafes.

Every time Aristide saw Ziad appear, he would feel inexplicably nervous.

Yes, his fate is completely in the hands of this man.

"coffee."

Ziad sat down like an ordinary guest.

A cup of coffee was quickly placed in front of him.

Ziad took a bite and said, "I have to say, Mr. Aristide, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

"Thank you, sir."

Ziad put down the cup and said, "Is there any good news you can tell me today?"

"Ah, I don't know if this is good news." Aristide hesitated and said, "Just a few hours ago, two of my companions in the 'Paper Towel Project' disappeared."

"Oh, really?" Ziad immediately became alert.

"Yes, sir." Aristide pulled himself together. "I am sure of that, because they are my companions. Like me, they are the eyes of the 'Paper Towel Project' planted in Port Durapura."

"Please be more specific." Ziad asked immediately.

Aristide glanced outside the door and confirmed that no one would come in. He then unconsciously lowered his voice and said, "These two people work at the dock. I even had a drink with them. When I went to work this morning, I found that they didn't come.

They lived not far away, and the foreman went to their house and found that they were not at home either. Ah, the foreman was also a member of the "Paper Towel Project". After discovering this anomaly, he immediately reported it to his superiors. "

"Wait." Ziad interrupted him, "Why are you so sure something happened? Maybe they just drank too much last night and stayed at some woman's house?"

"No, sir." Aristide said confidently: "We all report to our supervisors every day. If anyone does not show up on this day, something must have happened.

There is another possibility, just like what you just said, they drank too much and lived in a place they shouldn't live. Then, such people will be considered as betrayers by the organization. This has happened before. Those who were considered betrayers disappeared quickly. "

Ziad understood.

Under such circumstances, no one would dare to do such a thing.

Aristide then continued, "The reason I got this information so quickly is because my supervisor came here shortly before you arrived to check if anything happened to me."

Ziad was a little confused: "He would tell you this?"

Aristide nodded: "Yes, because he is my cousin."

At this point, as if he had thought of something, he quickly added: "Sir, my cousin is different from me. He will never betray the organization. Please believe me, I swear."

Ziad smiled.

He really didn't have such an idea.

The price to pay in order to persuade someone to defect is too high.

And now all he needs is Aristides.

Seeing that the other party didn't react, Aristide breathed a sigh of relief: "My cousin told me what happened and told me to be careful. Sir, the relationship between me and my supervisor is unknown even to the 'Paper Towel Plan'."

Clearly, Aristides was not a very good liar.

If he hadn't said the last sentence, perhaps Ziad would have believed it.

However, it was these words that brought a strange smile to Ziad's face: "Look, Mr. Aristide, I said before that our cooperation requires honesty, but you violated this."

"Why, sir?" Aristide asked nervously.

Ziad said slowly, "There is nothing that the 'Paper Towel Project' doesn't know. How could such a tight organization keep your relationship a secret for so long? To be honest, I am very disappointed in you. Now, I want to hear the truth. Believe me, telling the truth will only benefit you and not harm you."

Aristide was silent for a long time, and then he mustered up the courage to say: "Yes, I admit, sir, I lied to you. My supervisor is not my cousin. We, we have some special relationship."

"How about to be more precise?"

"Like him, I don't like women."

When Aristide said this, Ziad's stomach churned and he didn't even want to drink his coffee. But he still tried to speak in a calm tone: "Look, this is much better. I won't despise you for this."

In fact, he already despised Aristide to the extreme in his heart.

Damn it, when this is over, I will stay away from this man, it's too terrible. I even drank a lot of the coffee he made!