While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 926 On the way home

Carlo...

kelvin...

After confirming that there were these two acquaintances among the four people on the upper deck, Song He, who was about to leave, suddenly became curious. He stopped and lay quietly on the deck chair beside him, listening attentively with a smile on his face.

"Carol, don't rush to refuse." Kelvin was not angry because of Carlo's bad attitude, but said with a smile: "This investigation is not as simple as you think, and the reward is much higher than what you used to That information is expensive."

Hearing what Kelvin said, Carlo, who had more than a dozen coins beside him at this time, was unmoved, and snorted coldly: "Kelvin, you made a mistake. I like money , but I make money so that I can live nourished."

"So I would like to advise you, when you are doing things for the masters behind you, you must think carefully about whether you can handle the consequences after the things are done."

"There are some things they don't want to touch, and let you investigate secretly. Do you think the benefits they promise you are rewards? That's money for your life, idiot!"

"Carol! You..." Kelvin said angrily, "You really were perfunctory me before! What do you know..."

"Sorry, I don't know." Carlo snorted contemptuously: "Kelvin, why don't you think about the reasons why we rejected those people behind you? Could it be that they really don't give you enough money?" ?”

"Don't be stupid, Kelvin. We don't want more funeral expenses, understand?"

Carlo's words obviously stunned Kelvin, and he spoke again after a moment of silence, but his tone softened significantly: "Carol, you will miss this big deal."

"Then miss it." Carlo replied nonchalantly, and then said slightly seriously: "Kelvin, if you still want to live well, then stay away from those big financial groups."

Kelvin swallowed, puzzled: "Carlo, I still don't understand why you are so wary of them?"

"Because they are on the ship." Carlo said meaningfully: "And I will not trust anyone on this ship, understand?"

After all, the sound of Carlo's footsteps sounded and gradually faded away, finally disappearing in the sound of the wind and waves.

The three Kelvins who were still staying on the deck were silent for a moment. One of the other two men hesitated and asked: "Kelvin, if Carlo doesn't help, we..."

"Don't worry about him!" Kelvin interrupted the man's words, his breathing was disordered, and he said in a deep voice as if he had made up his mind: "It's just alarmist talk, we can investigate it ourselves!"

The two men paused for a moment, obviously frightened by Carlo. One of them struggled and said: "But..."

"No but!" Kelvin said firmly: "We have collected all the money, and it is impossible to quit. But just in case, we need to make some preparations..."

As he spoke, Kelvin's voice gradually sank. Although Song He could still hear clearly, the curiosity in his heart gradually quieted down, and he lost the interest in eavesdropping.

"It's stupid enough to investigate a person who is so sneaky." Song He complained secretly, got up, left the deck and returned to the room.

The next day, when the afternoon was approaching, the sea breeze was breezy and the sun was shining, but the mixed-race man rested his forehead and sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, impatiently asking, "Uncle Zhong, who's the first one?"

"Counting the buyers at the banquet last night..." Uncle Zhong made some calculations and replied, "There are thirteen people who came to buy coins."

"It's the same as last time, it's so troublesome..." The mixed-race man curled his lips and said, "It will always end up like this. After all methods fail, they start to use money to solve the problem. It's really uncreative."

"By the way, what is Song He doing?"

"He was in the library and kept asking if he could buy the books in the library." Uncle Zhong heard this and a smile appeared on his face: "But after the person in the library said that he could buy it, he kept saying that it was too expensive."

The mixed-race man suddenly became happy: "Uncle Zhong, look! He actually has the nerve to ask for benefits from me!"

"It seems that he wants to enrich his library." Uncle Zhong said with a teasing smile, "But he doesn't want to spend money."

"Then give it to him." The mixed-race man smiled and waved: "Uncle Zhong, please make arrangements. Just take the donation route."

Uncle Zhong nodded and said, "Okay, I will arrange it properly."

As the two chatted, time passed quickly, and when the sailing cruise ship slowly docked at the port of Los Angeles, the unique seven-day journey came to an end.

Afterwards, everyone, either happy or regretful, got off the boat one by one, dispersed, and returned to their daily lives.

But among these people, Sarah Boris was not alone.

Because the seven days on the ship had subverted her cognition a bit, it made her feel a bit confused when she suddenly returned to the normal world.

Especially the last coin given to her by the mixed-race man made her endure dozens of various temptations on the seventh day, which made her physically and mentally exhausted and unable to cope.

However, after all, she still did not reveal any details, and took advantage of the asymmetry of information to shape her image in the hearts of others to be quite unpredictable.

At the same time, she became more and more curious about the mixed-race man when she left the ship, and she was determined to increase her exploration efforts and figure out the various mysteries surrounding the mixed-race man.

Not long after Sarah Boris disembarked, Hayato Ishikawa also walked out of the Game of Gods.

Because of his ability and the coins he obtained from Song He, he successfully gained the attention and trust of Nakajima Hikaru.So he was invited by Hikaru Nakajima to board the private jet without any explanation, left Song He who helped him realize his wish, and flew back to Sang Country happily.

Because of this, Song He could only sit alone in the departure hall of Los Angeles Airport and say goodbye one by one to Bethel Pat and others who needed to avoid suspicion and could not come to see him off.

"Everyone is heartless. After taking so many benefits, I don't know how to give them to me." Song He who hung up the phone muttered, thinking about the books in the library of the Gods Game, and couldn't help but think about it. Consciously he laughed.

Not long after, the boarding time came. Song He boarded the plane leisurely, found his seat in the first-class cabin, sat quietly with his eyes closed and rested, and waited patiently for the plane to take off.

Suddenly, two familiar footsteps sounded. Before Song He could open his eyes to check, Carlo's voice rang in his ears: "Mr. Sun, what a coincidence!"

"Ah?" Song He opened his eyes and looked, but saw Carlo and Lena walked into the first-class cabin together, smiling and waving at himself.

The corners of Song He's eyes twitched slightly involuntarily when the two people suddenly appeared. He glanced at the first-class cabin and saw that there were no other passengers, so he raised his eyebrows helplessly: "What's your plan, tell me."

"Mr. Sun, what are you talking about?" Under the guidance of the stewardess, Carlo sat next to Song He with a smile on his face: "This is a coincidence. According to Qin Xia, this is our fate."

"Hehe." Song He smiled, but he didn't bother to show any smile on his face. He glanced at the ticket in Carlo's hand and snorted softly: "Your family's fate is strong enough, you can Sit next to me."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lena sat in the seat next to Song He across the aisle, and said with a flattering smile: "Mr. Sun, there are very few first-class tickets, so there is a high probability that the seats will be adjacent to each other."

Song Hewen said with a chuckle: "One of you is an information seller, and the other is a former spy. It's not much more difficult to get my flight information than to gasp, right? As for making up such nonsense?"

"Could it be that in your eyes, I am a second fool?"

"I can't, I can't." Carlo waved his hands again and again with a smile on his face, coughed lightly and approached Song He in a low voice: "Actually, I mainly want to express my gratitude to Mr. Sun. After all, we have gained a lot this time..."

"Tell the truth." Song He waved his hand and said, "Be careful as soon as you get off the plane, I will send you to prison. I won't even give you a chance to be sent back to your hometown!"

Carlo hesitated for a moment, a little embarrassed, while Lena shrank and looked away, not daring to express her anger.

"We need to investigate one thing." Carlo hesitated, but still told the truth.

Song He asked curiously, "What is it?"

"A person." Carlo, who spoke without feeling any more burden, said bluntly: "A liar, a very great liar."

"A person? A liar?" Song Hewen frowned and asked in confusion, "Didn't you reject Kelvin? Why, are you interested in the person he said again?"

"Mr. Sun, how do you know..." Carlo was startled, but seeing Song He's natural smile, he explained with an awkward smile: "This person is not the same person as Kelvin said, and this matter It's a long story."

"Huh? Really?" Song He suddenly became interested, looked at the time and said with a smile: "We have to fly for more than 20 hours, you speak slowly, you should be able to last until the plane lands?"

Carlo smiled wryly when he heard the words, looked at Lena who was still silent and said slowly, "This matter started decades ago."

"Decades?" Song He asked the flight attendant for a drink, crossed his legs and said with interest, "That's really long enough."

"Decades ago, there was a military doctor on a warship in Canada." Carlo sorted out his thoughts, and said slowly: "The doctor's name is Joseph, he is a very good surgeon, and he is also easy-going and popular. a good person."

"Once, when that warship was carrying out transport missions during the war, it brought back [-] seriously wounded people who were in urgent need of surgical treatment from the frontline battlefield."

"These wounded were specially sent to this ship by the frontline commanders for the purpose of allowing Dr. Joseph to perform surgery on them."

"Doctor Joseph did not live up to expectations. He performed [-] consecutive operations on the warship for [-] hours and completed [-] operations, pulling all the seriously injured back from death."

"Excellent." Song He, who was a little fascinated, gave a light praise, and then urged Carlo, who had stopped talking, "Continue."

"Later, the deeds of Dr. Joseph became even more legendary." Carlo said with a strange expression: "A few weeks after the operation on the seriously injured, the warship that Dr. Joseph was on docked in a village near the sea."

"Dr. Joseph saw several seriously wounded people who had been rescued by him there. But besides them, there are more wounded people in this village, and many of them are seriously wounded who need urgent surgery."

"Thus, Dr. Joseph used the two weeks when the warship was docked to treat the wounded in the village thousands of times, and performed no less than a hundred major and minor operations, all of which were successful."

"And among these surgeries, there was even one of the most complex surgeries in medicine at the time—pneumonectomy."

With that said, Carlo paused for a moment, and took a sip of the drink offered by the flight attendant.

"Considering the environment Dr. Joseph was in at that time, his medical skills should be more than this." Song He nodded and praised again, then looked at Carlo with burning eyes, and said meaningfully:

"But you said that this time I went to Qin Xia to find a liar. And I suddenly discovered that this story seems a bit familiar."

"How could Mr. Sun not be familiar with it?" Carlo shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This man is one of the most famous liars of the last century."

"Ferdinand Waldo de Mara?" Song He immediately retrieved the relevant deeds and the owner of the deeds from his memory, frowning and wondering: "You are looking for him? But he has been dead for almost 40 years."

Carlo sighed: "Mr. Sun, if you know his deeds, you should remember that he has escaped from under the nose of others more than once, and suspended his death once."

"You mean his death is an illusion he used to confuse others? And he went to Qin Xia?" Song He was surprised: "But if he is still alive now, he will be a hundred years old soon!"

"I didn't say he was still alive." Carlo spread his hands and said with a smile: "The existing signs show that he did go to Qin Xia pretending to be someone else after feigning death, but there is no evidence to prove that he is still alive."

"And what Lena and I have to do is to find the last relevant traces left by him, and then report them to our employer."

Song He's heart moved, and he asked with interest: "Who is looking for him?"

"Well..." Carlo hesitated, looked around and whispered: "The wounded who was saved by him back then wanted to see him before he died."

Song He nodded and asked, "Can I ask you to help me? Do you have some wealth?"

"The rich man, and has already given a high deposit that does not need to be refunded regardless of success or failure." Carlo shrugged: "In addition to this reason, we also really want to meet this person, after all, this is a legendary figure."

"It's understandable." Song He tutted, "As far as I know, he has faked more than ten identities and occupations, and each of them has done well, and he is more professional and diligent than many people in the industry."

Carlo and Lena nodded in unison, with a hint of admiration and yearning in their eyes.

"If you find it, remember to tell me." Song He patted Carlo on the shoulder: "If he is still alive, I don't mind coming to ask for advice."

"At the same time, I also wish you good luck. After all, it is not difficult to find a foreign old man in Qinxia territory, even if it is a dead old man."

Seeing Song He's attitude, Carlo immediately felt relieved, and began to chat with Song He with a smile, and most of the topics they talked about focused on Ferdinand.

Twenty hours later, the three of Song He walked out of Qindu Airport, exchanged contact information and parted ways.

After Song He said goodbye to Carlo and Lena, he took a deep breath of the air in Qindu, nodded with satisfaction, stopped a taxi and went straight to the Qindu Police Station.

As soon as he stepped into Shen Jianghe's office, Song He opened his arms and ran straight to Shen Jianghe with an exaggerated expression, and shouted: "Master, I really want to die..."

"Be normal!" Shen Jianghe casually threw the batch of documents at hand towards Song He. Judging from his unusually skillful movements, it was obvious that he often did this.

(End of this chapter)