It must be said that Hanoi's airport is still very beautiful. This is a new airport that has just been built. After all, it is the capital airport of a country. Hanoi's airport is said to be able to receive four million tourists, and the cost is as high as US$100 million.
We hailed a taxi from Halong Bay and went straight to the airport. It was already late at night when we arrived.
Purchased the earliest plane ticket at the airport and flew directly to Canada. But the plane can't take off until early in the morning, which is a veritable "red-eye flight".
Shiro and I found a coffee shop in the airport and sat down, ready to rest for a while. When I went to the bathroom halfway, I took out the paper ball that the fat man gave me last from my pocket.
It's not that I can't trust Xi Luo and deliberately hide it from him.
I absolutely trust my brother Ciro! But the fat man gave this thing to me quietly, and the fat man naturally has his reasons for doing so.
I was in the bathroom, locked myself in a cubicle, sat on the toilet, and carefully unfolded the ball of paper.
This is a letter.
The handwriting is somewhat hasty:
"The current big circle is no longer the big circle of the past. Xiaowu, you can do it yourself. You are out now, you can choose by yourself, maybe choose a plane from Hanoi, the world is so big, you can go there! "
I was stunned, and silently read the note again, then sat there with some indescribable feeling in my heart.
Recalling what the fat man said to me on the deck of the ship: "Don't follow Tiger's old way."
Looking at the note in his hand now, the meaning of those words is almost ready to come out!
It seems that Fatty is also very dissatisfied with some things about Eighth Master. For Tiger's end, it wasn't all hatred for the traitor, it was more or less sad...
He told me not to know Canada anymore, to go anywhere while I was outside, and then leave the circle of Canada!
I was about to throw away the note when I suddenly saw writing on the reverse side. I glanced briefly and found several numbers on it, and a line of small writing on the bottom: "Airport locker."
I stood up, took out the lighter, burned the note to ashes, and then threw it into the toilet. Watching the smoke rising slowly, I flushed the water, opened the door and walked out.
A staff member from the airport came in. He glanced at me and seemed to smell the smoke in the air. He hesitated for a while and politely said to me in English: "Sir, please don't smoke in the bathroom." , there is a smoking room not far to the left."
I smiled at him and walked out.
I was a little dazed, but after thinking about it, I went directly to the storage box at the airport.
Following the sign above my head, I quickly walked to the right corner of the airport hall, where there are several rows of storage boxes. This kind of storage box is specially prepared for some passengers. It stores a variety of items for a fee. It can be stored for a long period of time, as long as you are willing to spend money to buy it.
I looked at the staff next to me, and there were two young girls.
A major feature of Hanoi Airport is that many airport staff here are wearing Vietnamese national costumes, especially girls, who are all wearing Vietnamese national long gowns. This kind of clothes is a bit like Chinese cheongsam, but the slits are very high, until Waist... But unfortunately, people are wearing trousers underneath.
Generally speaking, this well-cut style can reflect a person's figure very well. Two young and beautiful girls smiled at me, and I smiled back, then went straight to the rows of storage boxes, looking for the number that the fat man left behind.
This is a lockbox, I pressed the code on it, and with a snap, the box opened. Inside is a small leather bag.
I looked around, then took out the purse and closed the case. Walking to the front, two airport staff girls suddenly stopped me.
"Sir." One of them spoke in English, although it was a little blunt, but I could still hear it: "Please leave the receipt on the bag, we need to register."
I froze for a moment, and sure enough, I saw a small sticker on the leather bag with a line of code on it. I smiled and tore it off and handed it to the staff.
When I walked to a place where no one was around, I squeezed the leather bag, and there seemed to be not many things in it, it seemed to be a stack of things. My heart moved, I found a corner, I just gently opened the corner, glanced quickly, and quickly closed the zipper again.
Dollar!
There is a stack of dollars in this small leather bag. According to visual inspection, this stack should be a full ten thousand dollars.
Why would a fat man store $10,000 in cash in a place like an airport
I know that generally speaking, this kind of storage box at the airport is only charged according to the number of days. And if it is stored for a long time, it needs a fixed payment to the airport. Only some tourists with a lot of luggage will temporarily store some things that do not need to be carried at the airport...
But I immediately thought of the answer:
The cash is probably stored here by the fat man for emergency use!
Reminiscent of Fatty's main job, which is to help people escape! And the cunning in Fatty's character...
To be honest, I doubt that this fat man has this kind of spare emergency cash stored in many big airports in Southeast Asia!
There are unpredictable things in the sky, and it is inevitable for everyone to encounter bad luck. Especially those who walk in the underworld will inevitably encounter danger and need to run. Many times they run in a hurry, and it is very troublesome not to bring enough travel expenses.
Obviously, Fatty is the Three Caves of the Cunning Rabbit... No, he is more than just the "Three Caves"!
If... in all the major airports in Southeast Asia, the fat man has got such a storage box... then this is a big deal! No wonder Fatty is so proficient at running!
but…
Should I really follow Fatty's suggestion and not return to Canada
Obviously not!
I know that the fat man is very disappointed with Ba Ye's actions because of Tiger's incident this time, because he was the one who recommended me to go to Canada in the beginning because of my friendship with him. Now he probably regrets it a little, so he persuaded me to leave.
But can I leave
I smiled, and sighed secretly in my heart: Fatty, you still don’t know me well enough...
If... If I, Xiaowu, were willing to live that wandering life, why did I have to escape from death and cross the sea to Canada? If I am willing to find a place to hide like a mouse and spend the rest of my life... then the vow I made back then, would it be a fart
Isn't Canada a paradise
Indeed not! But even if it's hell... isn't it just right for me!
I squeezed the money in my purse. I am naturally grateful for Fatty's kindness, but I have to go back...
Moreover, Qiao Qiao is still waiting for me in the garage! Even for nothing else, how could I leave Jojo there
After thinking about it, I'm going to put the money back. But when I went back to the storage box, I turned around and went back.
Just because I saw someone going through storage procedures... All stored items must be inspected! Although the staff will not open your case to look through it, there is that kind of X-ray exposure.
If they find out that there are so many dollars in cash in my bag, they will definitely cause trouble.
Apparently, airport lockers aren't designed to store just anything... otherwise, wouldn't it be too easy for a terrorist to hide a bomb here
Originally, the fat man was able to put 10,000 dollars here, probably because he had a special way.
I don't have the skills of a fat man. After thinking about it, I can only keep this money with me.
Although I am very grateful for the fat man's kindness, I will not follow the fat man's suggestion.
I walked back to the cafe and saw Shiro sitting there in a daze.
"Why did it take so long?" Seeing me, Shiro breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought you fell into the toilet."
I smiled: "It's nothing, just strolled around."
After sitting for a while, seeing that the time was almost up, Ciro and I got up and went to the security check.
I was a little hesitant during the security check, after all, I had $10,000 on me. So I bought a few books and magazines, put them in my bag, big and small, together with the money, and passed the security check easily.
As for the guns...we've already thrown them in the fat man's boat.
We rested in the waiting room for a few hours, and finally waited until the boarding began. Xi Luo and I slowly lined up at the back. There were not many passengers on the midnight flight. We were flying with a North American airline.
When I was queuing up, I suddenly felt something in my heart. I suddenly remembered that I was outside and saw the staff at the airport. Those girls were wearing Vietnamese national costumes, which were very similar to cheongsams. They were pretty. I thought of Joe Joe is still at home waiting for me. On a whim, I decided to buy a set for Jojo as a gift.
Anyway, go out once, and go back to offer some offerings to Miss Qiao. When Miss Qiao is happy, my life will be easier in the future.
Thinking of this, I checked the time, and there was still ten minutes left, and there was a Vietnamese folk souvenir shop less than twenty meters to the left. It happened to be our turn to board the plane, and I let Ciro go in first, and I told him that I wanted to buy something to give to a friend. Ciro immediately understood, smiled at me, and went in first with the boarding pass.
I turned around and walked quickly towards the folk souvenir shop. Time was running out, and I ran there quickly, just in time to see a piece of clothing hanging in the store, which was the style I wanted. I pointed to the staff inside, and then communicated with him in English.
But unfortunately, the English of this staff member is very bad. It took me a lot of talking, and he understood what I meant. Just when he turned around to get me clothes, I casually looked at some handicrafts around me, as well as horn combs and other things, I picked them up and took a look, whistling a little bored...
Suddenly, a figure was reflected on the glass of the counter next to me...
That figure quickly walked past me, and my heart skipped a beat!
I actually know this person! It's the female killer under Tiger...
That stripper!