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The main driver stepped on the accelerator, and the car roared forward, but soon crowds of people from all directions began to gather on the street, and all the cars on the road were blocked, whether they were locals or locals driving. No outsider can escape the fate of being trapped in a car.

Not far away, someone had lit a fire and started burning the tires. The sound of gunshots could be heard vaguely in the distance. Li Rusong looked solemn and patted the driver's shoulder. The latter turned the steering wheel with understanding, and Lu Xun walked directly across the middle of the road. The curb turned into the opposite lane.

"What day is it today? Why did so many marchers suddenly gather?"

Li Mingchu asked with a frown.

"I don't know. We haven't received any information before, and today is not a special anniversary. According to the parade calendar we obtained, the next large-scale parade should be three days later."

"Is it possible that it's aimed at us?"

"It's impossible. Look, there are at least more than two thousand people participating now, and depending on the situation, the crowds are still gathering. No one can organize such a large-scale event in a short period of time. Just wait a moment, I I need to call the above to confirm.”

Li Mingchu nodded and looked past the driver.

The crowd continued to gather, and those thin figures rushed onto the road wildly waving sticks and stones in their hands, trying to block every passing car. However, those vehicles belonging to locals did not intend to collide head-on with the marchers. , if they found that they could not pass, they would immediately roll down the window and explain, and most of them were allowed to pass.

Even if someone was pulled out of the car occasionally, the marchers would just hand them flags and ask them to join the procession.

This situation made Li Mingchu feel a little relieved. Judging from the performance of the marchers, at least the current situation has not evolved from public protests to outright violence. Maybe some people have become irrational, but the overall situation is still controllable. .

However, no matter what, the most important thing is to figure out the purpose of these people, so as to deduce their final destination, and try to avoid routes where crowds gather.

The car was still driving forward at a snail's pace. From time to time, people would lean on the windows covered with privacy films to try to see clearly the people in the car. Their faces were squeezed against the windows, looking distorted and terrifying.

The driver did not dare to open the car window and shout because he was also unsure of the cause of the march. If the marchers found out that foreigners were sitting in the car, it would probably have unpredictable consequences.

Li Rusong was still making calls, but as the crowd gathered more and more, the surrounding signal base stations had reached their capacity limit, and the calls soon began to become intermittent, and sometimes it took several times for a sentence to be understood.

"What's the reason? Where? Just tell me these two things!"

"What? Bread? The bakery was smashed? Where? Can't hear you clearly!"

"Agricultural Bureau? Got it! I have sent you my location. Please notify the embassy immediately to see if necessary measures can be taken!"

"We will now turn to Africa Avenue, towards the suburban airport, and pick us up from that direction!"

"Yes, Li Mingchu is in the car! Yes, it's a photovoltaic project. Damn it, it's broken."

Li Rusong looked at the cell phone that had no signal and tried calling back several times to no avail. Li Mingchu on the side behaved extremely calmly.

In fact, he was in sudan in 2019, and the situation at that time was much more serious than it is now. The car he was riding in was even attacked by Molotov cocktails, but he eventually made peace.

Therefore, the current situation is actually just a small scene for him.

"What is the specific situation?"

He asked in a calm voice.

"Forget it, a bakery near Afara supermarket inexplicably increased its price. The price of bread originally priced at 120 pounds increased to 300 pounds. As a result, the clerk got into a fight with the customer. This caused a big problem."

"The Sudanese pound has been depreciating recently. The exchange rate has dropped from 300 to 670 in two months. The price of bread has not been rising, but now I guess the shopkeepers can't bear it anymore."

In Sudan, bread is equivalent to domestic rice and is the main food for ordinary people. Most families consume two to three loaves of black bread every day, and this expenditure accounts for more than 70% of the entire household expenditure.

When the price of bread was around 120 pounds, a family of three could barely survive on the man's income. But if it rose to 300 pounds, the money they spent on food would already exceed the local average wage.

Therefore, it is not surprising that there is a commotion.

The only strange thing is, why is there no sign of this price increase?

Hearing Li Mingchu's question, Li Rusong sighed:

"In fact, it is not without signs. We have anticipated this possibility before, but the official has not expressed its position, so the locals are basically still taking chances. They probably think that the official will use financial funds to increase subsidies."

"But these food manufacturers have probably obtained the official next decision-making plan from within, so they just raised the price regardless of it. It was this time difference that caused a big problem."

As he spoke, Li Rusong patted the driver in the front seat on the shoulder and asked them to hide their guns in advance, so that if they encountered a stop and search later, the exposed weapons would further anger the already emotionally unstable people and cause more serious consequences. s consequence.

For such a reason, Li Mingchu could only sigh helplessly.

As he had felt when he first set foot on this land, the country was indeed declining day by day.

120 pounds of bread?

The equivalent of soft girl coins is less than 1 yuan and 50 cents. In the golden age of Sudan that he had experienced, no one would bend down to pick up even 100 pounds if it fell on the ground. At that time, 100 pounds was equivalent to At a total of 400 soft sister coins.

Today, everything is different.

——

In fact, everything has been different since the Ugly Kingdom stepped in and forcibly split the country into northern and southern parts.

Putting away his thoughts, he asked:

"What's the plan now? Let's just move there? If that doesn't work, find a corner and get off the car. I know the way."

Li Rusong shook his head:

"No, in the early Ming Dynasty, you haven't been here for several years. Sudan's attitude towards the Chinese is no longer as friendly as before. Some of them blame our companies for the current economic deterioration. We cannot get off the bus casually, otherwise if Under attack, there is not even a reliable bunker.”

"Just follow the other cars forward. As long as you pass through the core area, the road behind will be easy. I have notified the company and they will also contact the embassy. If necessary, they should use the satellite in the car Call us urgently.”

However, while he was speaking, the road ahead was completely blocked with oil barrels and construction materials. The demonstrators knocked on the car windows one after another, forcing the passengers to get out of the car to join the parade. .

I don’t know whether it was for safety reasons or because I sympathized with these ordinary people who couldn’t afford to eat. The locals in the car in front got off the car one after another. The inspection crowd gradually approached the Land Cruiser Li Mingchu was riding. Everyone on the car The person's expression instantly became tense.

Finally it was their car's turn. The driver rolled the window open a crack and explained to the people outside the window in Arabic:

"Habibie, the people in the car are here to check the sheep for Rift Valley Fever infectious disease. We just came from the airport and now we have to rush to the hotel to pick up the equipment. The next step is to rush to Port Sudan."

The black man outside the window glanced at him suspiciously, then raised his head and turned his gaze to the back seat.

Then, the moment he saw Li Mingchu's face in the back seat, his expression suddenly changed.

Then, he turned around and ran towards the crowd behind him, shouting as he ran:

"Chinese! There are Chinese in the car!"

Li Rusong looked at the black people who were gradually gathering, with a look of panic on his face.

"This is troublesome. Even if the embassy sends a car now, it won't be able to get through."

Li Mingchu sighed, took out a satellite phone from his suitcase, turned it on and shook his head and said:

"This kind of thing is not resolved through the embassy."

"Let the driver drive, drive away from the crowd, turn left at the intersection ahead and enter Africa Avenue."

"Don't be afraid of hurting people, let them avoid us!"