After coming out of the slum, the servant Lao Dong was guarding outside drove the three of them to a nearby hotel called Gurgaon.
During the meal, two Indian servants were not qualified to serve, so Lao Dong gave them some money and sent them out to buy food, so only Fang Ze and Lao Dong were left in the box.
"When did Brother Dong and Lao Sha meet?" Fang Ze asked while eating curry minced chicken from Gurgaon Hotel.
"That happened before I went abroad." Lao Dong replied, "At that time, Brother Sha and I traveled back and forth to India to resell medicines."
"But it's not like what Brother Sha is doing now, buying and selling tens of millions of goods at a time and letting India send them to the dock in batches. We didn't have much money at that time, so the reselling method was the same as some cancer patients now. The way you buy medicines in India is similar.”
Lao Dong recalled, "At that time, Brother Sha was responsible for finding sales channels, and I was responsible for buying medicines from India. I first found someone to issue a fake medical certificate at the hospital, and then bought a small refrigerator and put it in my luggage with the ice cubes. Inside the box, I went through customs, flew directly to Delhi, took the subway to a nearby chain pharmacy to buy medicines and took them back. At first, I came and returned the same day. I didn’t even speak Hindi, so every time I needed to buy medicines, I took the photos I took and asked them to show them to me."
"But why did you suddenly want to stay in the end?" Fang Ze pretended to be just curious and asked, and Lao Dong answered without thinking too much.
“Because there were many records of same-day departures and same-day returns on my visa record, I was warned by the customs, saying that if I did this again, I would most likely not be granted a visa next time, so I could only extend my stay in Delhi. As a result, I not only learned Hindi, but also met some nice Indians, including my current wife.”
"You must have sacrificed a lot in order to stay in Delhi." Fang Ze suddenly changed the language and started chatting with Lao Dong in pure local dialect.
"It's not too much." Lao Dong didn't notice at all that the language of communication between the two had changed. As Fang Ze spoke in Hindi, he also began to use Hindi.
"To be honest, what can a loser like me do in China? People always have to have some self-awareness, and stay where they live well. Although life here requires not only dealing with religious people, but also regular interactions with It’s hard to deal with government officials who want to get stuck. But as long as you’re careful and don’t mess with people, you can still get by.”
"So is this why you deliberately misled me and made me think that people disappeared in the slums instead of in this hotel? You don't want to provoke the police here."
"How did you know!"
Old Dong blurted out, and when he saw Fang Ze's expression of "Sure enough," he realized that he had been deceived by Fang Ze, but by this time it was already too late!
"What do you think?" Fang Ze looked at Lao Dong's performance and looked at him with a funny expression.
Hearing Fang Ze's words, Lao Dong realized belatedly that Fang Ze's words were all spoken in Hindi mixed with English.
It’s the purest Indian statement!
This man, he can speak Hindi and English!
Old Dong looked at Fang Ze, and cold sweat broke out on his face. At first, he thought Fang Ze was a guy who didn't understand anything, but he and the missing girl were very important to him, so he took the risk to come to Delhi. boy.
In addition, since meeting at the train station, Fang Ze has not shown that he knows any language except Chinese, so the old Dong's wariness towards Fang Ze is actually very low!
But he would never have imagined that this young man, who seemed to be in his early twenties, could master both Hindi and English, and his proficiency was no less than that of a man who had been in India for more than ten years!
"Gulu." Old Dong swallowed and looked at Fang Ze.
He now regrets sending his two servants out to eat. Now he and Fang Ze are the only ones in this small private room. If Fang Ze chooses to be violent at this time, he is already used to being taken care of by the servants. There is no way his body can beat this young man Fang Ze.
Why don't you try calling for help
Old Dong turned his attention to the door of the private room.
"There is something I have to tell you." Fang Ze picked up the knife on the table and said to Lao Dong, "My identity here is fake. That is to say, if I am now because of If I am being hunted for committing a murder, as long as I can escape, I can successfully smuggle myself back to my country and continue to be my legal citizen."
"Friend, oh, no, compatriot, compatriot, wait a minute, wait a minute, listen to my explanation." Old Dong still couldn't hear the subtext in Fang Ze's words. This was already a naked threat.
What's more, even if Fang Ze's ID card is not forged, as long as Fang Ze can fly back to China before the Indian police discover that he is dead, he will definitely be fine.
Because there are only twenty-five countries that have signed extradition treaties with China, and India is not among them!
"I am a person who is easy to talk to and doesn't have any bad intentions." Fang Ze said to Lao Dong, "So as long as you tell me the original truth, I guarantee that nothing will happen."
After hearing what Fang Ze said, Old Dong almost wanted to grab Fang Ze's collar and yell.
You are heartless, you are heartless, you pretended not to know Hindi and English from the very beginning and waited for me to take the bait!
But what’s on his mind is what he thinks. From the fact that Old Dong fooled Fang Ze before, it can be seen that Old Dong is actually a timid and fearful person. He wants to deal with Fang Ze in the least likely way to cause trouble. In the past, rather than choosing not to cooperate from the beginning.
So after some ideological struggle, Lao Dong finally said honestly, "I admit that the disappearance of the three people sent by Brother Sha has something to do with the local police."
"The three people sent by Brother Sha to buy medicine last week stayed at my place for one night, and then they took a taxi to discuss business. I really didn't know where they went at first. By the time they didn't come back at night, , I called Brother Sha and told him about it. Brother Sha told me not to worry, saying that maybe they were delayed because of something."
"As a result, by the early morning of the next day, I had not received a call from these three people. Instead, the local police in Delhi came and asked me if the three foreigners who stayed at my house yesterday had contacted me. I said no. I contacted them again, and then after the police left, I contacted some people from the police station through my wife’s family connections. They told me that yesterday when they arrested a group of dealers who were manufacturing counterfeit medicines, they also found something at the scene. Three foreigners."
"Then what." Fang Ze felt that he should have guessed the truth of the matter, but he still continued to ask Lao Dong.
"Then the police told me that these three foreigners should be part of a criminal gang and had escaped from Delhi. They were now hunting these three people. If I knew any information, I must tell the police. .”
Old Dong spoke intermittently, although he stuttered a bit, but under Fang Ze's Athena's gaze, there were no problems with his words.
"Later, I couldn't get in touch with anyone for several days. Brother Sha directly contacted domestic contacts and contacted the embassy, asking the embassy to contact the Indian police."
"Is that why the Indian police changed the date of arresting a counterfeit drug gang in the news by one day?"
"That's right." Only then did Lao Dong understand what went wrong. It turned out that Fang Ze had already seen the news released by the Indian police. Although the time was one day old, as long as it was confirmed that Fan Jing and the others were indeed missing here, Very good at guessing.
With Lao Dong's narration, all doubts have become clear.
Fang Ze rubbed his brows and connected the cause and effect.
First, Fan Jing and the others contacted the group of drug sellers in Gurgaon Hotel, and then the Indian police raided. However, due to various reasons, the police only caught three of the drug sellers, while the others But the people ran away smoothly, including Fan Jing and the other three.
Although the situation at that time was not very clear, based on subsequent developments, Fan Jing and the three of them were probably taken away by the group of drug sellers and did not stay to explain to the Indian police that they were not a group. There must be a reason why Fan Jing and the others are unwilling to face the Indian police. However, the Indian police insist that Fan Jing and the others are in the same group as those selling counterfeit medicines. I am afraid there is some internal reason behind it.
But this does not mean that Fan Jing and the others are safe. Because even if she was wanted and ran away, Fan Jing should have been able to find a place to use international long distance to report to Lao Dong that she was safe, but she did not do so, which only meant that her movements were restricted and someone did not allow her to contact the outside world.
And the attitude of the Indian police is even more strange. A few days after Fan Jing disappeared, the old director asked the Indian Embassy to contact the police to help find the person. However, the police did not explain the reason, but postponed the arrest for one day to prevent others from discovering the matter.
It's like playing a puzzle game.
Fang Ze shook his head and began to consider whether he should imitate the lone hero first and bravely break into the Indian police station to catch their chief and interrogate the truth, or whether he should first determine where Fan Jing and the others had gone.
No matter which one of these two branches is thought of, it is very difficult.
Fang Ze played with the table knife in his hand and looked at Old Dong coldly, making him feel sweat dripping from his forehead.
"Answer my last question, do you know any other clues besides these?"
"I don't know anymore, I really don't know anymore!" Old Dong shook his head quickly and said, "I'm a trader. In order to avoid being inspected by the police every now and then, I have several warehouses under my control, so I have always relied on bribing the local police. Shipped on time. I don't want to have any conflicts with the police here at all, so I don't want to tell you the actual situation, for fear that you will contact the embassy directly and cause trouble with the Delhi Police.
Besides, I don't want to be involved in this matter at all. Brother Sha and I did make money together back then, but I never made as much money as he did, and I never had any friendship with him. Providing a temporary residence for his people is enough of a friend, but asking me to provoke the police here for them is not a cost-effective deal, so except for informing Brother Sha that the person is missing, I have never interfered at all. "
"Okay, I understand." Fang Ze tilted his head and then said to Lao Dong, "You can go."
"Thank you, thank you." Old Dong quickly stood up and walked towards the door of the private room, but before he got halfway, Fang Ze called him again.
"etc."
"What, what's wrong?" Old Dong turned his head and looked at Fang Ze.
"Settle the bill by the way."
"Yes, yes." Old Dong nodded, closed the door and went out.
Fang Ze looked at Lao Dong walking out and sighed. He had no intention of calling Xiao Hei and Lao Sha in China to tell them the specific situation.
What Dong Chen did was the most typical approach of the older generation of Chinese abroad, who were afraid of getting into trouble and causing trouble.
As long as one's own interests are not involved, compatriots must first distance themselves from themselves if something happens to them.
In the past, although Chinese people abroad had a good reputation and a large number of people, there was a reason why they were not as good as other immigrants in terms of status.
Even non-martial Indians, once they leave the country and something happens to their compatriots, they will go together to make trouble, regardless of whether it is justified or not, they will start making trouble first.
Crying children are given sweets, and noisy children are given money. This is not just a Chinese patent. As long as the momentum is raised, the government will definitely make certain compromises in order to maintain stability. Why don't French police accidentally kill refugees? Australian police Why don’t international students fight against international students from other countries
Of course, it is also possible that the Chinese in the past cherished the hard-won stability too much, but it can be seen that most of the Chinese who are going out now are not as afraid of trouble as the Chinese in the past. The French police dared to accidentally kill my compatriots. , if we dare to cause riots, if Australian hooligans dare to beat international students, the international students will fight back in groups.
Fang Ze shook his head to stop thinking about these things, and instead began to think about how to find Senior Sister Fan.
At this moment, Fang Ze's cell phone suddenly rang.
Fang Ze's mobile phone and mobile phone sim card were made by a gangster, and he activated global roaming, so he was always connected to the Internet. He took out his phone and looked at it, only to find that someone had sent him an email.
Because she was worried about not being able to contact Lin Xiaoxin while abroad, Fang Ze installed Penguin on his phone and received a Penguin email at this time.
Although it was most likely a boring spam advertising email, Fang Ze still clicked in and took a look.
The email address used by the sender was a type of email address that Fang Ze had never seen before. The content of the email was very short, only one sentence, and it was typed in Pinyin.
'wo zai haide puer'.
Am I in Hydepur? !
Fang Ze cheered up instantly, took out his mobile phone and started to search where the name Haidepur was in India!
Google Maps is indeed very easy to use abroad. After Fang Ze entered the place name, the specific place immediately popped up on the map.
This is a southern Indian state located very far south of Delhi but not far from Mumbai.
If someone hadn't deliberately teased him, then this email could only have been sent by Senior Sister Fan. Although it's unclear why Senior Sister Fan didn't use Penguin or other methods to communicate with him when she was able to connect to the Internet, but now this is a mobile phone The only clue left.
Maybe you can also check which company the email address belongs to.
Fang Ze checked that the suffix of the mailbox was sqoai, and entered the name of the mailbox directly online. However, Google reported back a lot of similar mailboxes, and he could not find which company the mailbox belonged to.
Damn, what's going on.
Fang Ze changed another browser and still got the same result.
Even if it's an overseas mailbox, there's no reason why I can't find it.
Fang Ze thought for a while and decided to ignore the matter for now. Haidepur is indeed in India, and his Penguin number can only be remembered by Senior Sister Fan, because by coincidence, his Penguin number was just the same as that of Senior Sister Fan. At that time, both of them lamented that they were destined to be together.
Then go to Hydepur first.
Fang Ze used his mobile phone to check how to get to Haiderpur. There was no plane, only one train. Although it was very slow and it took eighteen hours to get to Haiderpur, there was no other way and he had to make do. If we leave now, we'll be there by tomorrow morning.
Because the evening ticket purchase website of Delhi Railway Station only supports domestic people to purchase tickets, Fang Ze could only go to the railway station to buy tickets. Fortunately, the subway is right out of here. After Fang Ze found out the route, he took the subway directly to the Delhi railway station.
After getting out of the subway and arriving at the small square in front of the train station, Fang Ze was frightened.
The place was densely packed with people. Many people just spread out a blanket, sat or lay on the ground. Skinny old people could be seen everywhere.
Although Fang Ze's backpack was left at Dong Chen's house and he didn't bring it with him, he still had the four most important things on him, including his wallet, Five Poison Beads, watch and mobile phone. Fang Ze basically didn't lack anything. He bypassed The crowd went directly to the lobby of the train station.
The train station in Delhi completely overturned the good impression he had on India's infrastructure that he had gained from the Delhi International Airport. Fang Ze felt that if the place was modified, it could be used as a slum.
You must know that a train station is a public building with a large flow of people, and the dome must be built very high so that people will not feel oppressed inside, and it can be easily directed to evacuate in case of emergency. But the height of the train station here is basically the same as that of a supermarket. When you look up, you can see the ceiling, and it's also dirty.
Although there are many disadvantages, fortunately, the train station in Delhi has a window specially prepared for foreigners, so he does not have to queue with other Indians.
Although this window is located next to the toilet, there are only five or six fair-skinned foreigners from unknown countries lined up, which is not bad.
Fang Ze walked towards the window and looked at his cell phone.
This time period seems to be the time when the guests are coming, but there is a time difference between Delhi and Haiping. I don’t know if the time difference should be taken into account.
"Go away, you untouchable, this is not where you should be!" An angry shout came from the toilet, and even Fang Ze, who was some distance away, could hear it.
Fang Ze turned his head and saw a handsome, well-proportioned Indian man in tattered clothes being beaten with a rag soaked in water by two fat Indian men.
"I am not a pariah, I am Tony Stark!" The Indian man in rags shouted while trying to avoid the attack of the rag, "Also, who can tell me where the hell am I now!"
(End of chapter)