Dad kidnapped me to join the army, and the whole army asked me to be their instructor.

Swish.

A dagger was drawn out of Lin Hui's sleeve.

The other hand slowly opened the car window.

The middle-aged man outside looked at him coldly with a sinister expression on his face.

Suddenly, his eyes glanced at Opola in the back seat, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Doctor Opola, why are you here?"

Opola was stunned for a moment: "I..."

The middle-aged man asked in surprise: "How did you know that the old patriarch passed away?"

Opola was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Yes, yes, I came over as soon as I received the news."

Lin Hui was quick to think and winked at the two idiots.

The two of them immediately burst into tears: "My old patriarch, why did you leave so early? You died at such a young age, how many good days are still waiting for you!"

"My old patriarch!"

Tears welled up in the eyes of people outside: "The old patriarch is already 98, so it's not too early."

Lin Hui glared at them both, his emotions were too much!

The two of them looked embarrassed and simply stopped crying and just cried.

When other people in the car saw this scene, they immediately started crying too.

Opola was speechless, these guys are really born actors.

I've never met him before, but he's still crying like this?

The people outside wiped their tears and waved their hands: "You go in, we are arranging a funeral at the patriarch's house."

Opora nodded: "Okay, thank you."

Senlang immediately drove the car inside.

After driving farther, everyone immediately returned to normal.

It was as if it had been rehearsed in advance, and it could be released and retracted freely, not a single tear was wasted.

Zhang Jiantao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Lin Hui: "It's such a coincidence that we came here. I almost thought we were going to be exposed."

Lin Hui smiled awkwardly: "Yes, who would have thought of such a coincidence?"

Wang Chen frowned: "Then what should we do after we get in?"

"There is a funeral going on inside. There must be people everywhere. If we act rashly..."

Lin Hui smiled faintly: "You will inform the people in the car behind you later that after entering, they will treat it as if they are here for a funeral."

"Just get familiar with it first, and then look for an opportunity to take action at night."

Everyone nodded silently.

After they become familiar with each other, no one will pay attention to them anymore.

At night, it was dark and convenient for their reconnaissance operations.

Even if they were seen, no one would suspect it. At most, they would think that they were going the wrong way.

Lin Hui looked at Opola and said coldly: "If someone asks, do you know what to say?"

Opola nodded immediately: "I know, I know, just say that you are my assistants. I usually bring people here. On such a special day today, they won't care too much."

Lin Hui then looked at Jiang Liang and Lin Fan.

The two of them were still hesitating at first, but when their eyes glanced at them, they were immediately startled.

"You two were bullied by him just now. Are you feeling aggrieved?"

Opola looked embarrassed and quickly looked away.

The two said angrily: "Of course! If this guy wasn't useful, I would kill him right now!"

Opola's heart skipped a beat, and her whole body became nervous.

Lin Hui looked at him with a smile: "Now that he is our partner, he cannot die yet. Let's just turn your anger into motivation and be the first to cry."

The two people's expressions instantly changed. Lin Fan couldn't believe it: "You, what are you talking about?"

"Cry." Lin Hui: "As long as you behave better, people won't notice us. When you get tired of crying at night, you can find an excuse to rest and move around more easily."

"Others should also cry more passionately, louder, and with more emotion, so that they feel that it is your father who died!"

The two of them were furious.

Aren't you here to perform a mission? Why are you here here crying at the grave?

Lin Fan's lips twitched. If my father hears these words, he will beat you to death.

Lin Hui glared at the two of them: "What, don't you want to follow the order?"

The two of them looked at Lin Hui's fierce eyes, swallowed their saliva, and nodded helplessly: "Who makes you the boss!"

Lin Hui chuckled: "Everyone is crying with them. The rhythm cannot be messed up. This scene must be performed by me!"

His expression suddenly turned serious: "Only if we act well can we successfully rescue those six scouts."

"No matter what the cost, our first priority is to bring them back safely."

"Yes." Everyone nodded vigorously.

The car quickly drove into the village.

The village is very large, with roads extending in all directions.

But unlike in China, most of the houses here are wooden houses.

The buildings are well-proportioned and distributed.

There are some businesses on the roadside, and the level of development is a bit like that of domestic villages.

The difference is that the buildings here have more wooden structures.

Following the main road, the car drove to a manor-like villa area.

There are a large number of wooden turrets inside, which are well-proportioned.

At this time, elegiac couplets have been hung in front of the gate, and wreaths are placed on the walls on both sides.

This makes them feel as if they are back home.

In terms of funerals, these places have many similarities with those in China.

A group of people parked their cars and greeted the people in the car behind them as soon as they got out.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing sackcloth and mourning came over.

Before he could get closer, Lin Hui waved his hand.

Lin Fan and Jiang Liang immediately rushed towards the mourning hall, knelt on the ground and began to cry: "My old patriarch, we are late, why did you leave so early!"

"It's just one step away, one step away from us seeing you for the last time!"

The rest of the Tiger Group also cried loudly.

The people inside who were wearing sackcloth and mourning were all stunned.

Why do you feel that the relationship between this group of people and the old patriarch is closer than that of their relatives?

"They can't be the old man's illegitimate children, right?"

"I cried like my real father died. Maybe it's true, but he's just a little younger."

……

At this time, Lin Hui and Wang Chen walked over, supporting Opola from the left and the right.

Lin Hui's right hand pressed hard on the acupuncture point on his back.

The guy grimaced in pain, reacted immediately, looked at the middle-aged man walking towards him and said, "Sorry, sorry, please forgive me."

The middle-aged man nodded, a little surprised: "Doctor Opola, why are you here? My father left in a hurry and didn't have time to inform you?"

Opola made up a random reason: "I came to interrogate those six guys today, and I happened to send someone to take a look first. Knowing this, I brought all my men."

The middle-aged man suddenly realized: "So, these are your men?"

He was a little confused: "But why do they have such deep feelings for my father?"

Opora laughed awkwardly.

Lin Hui pressed him from behind again, and it hurt so much that he quickly said: "The old patriarch has taken good care of me and is kind to me, so my subordinates are also grateful to the old patriarch."

"It can be said that without him we would not be where we are today, so..."

As he spoke, he squeezed out two tears.

Seeing his sincere look, the middle-aged man also shed tears: "I didn't expect that my dad passed away so suddenly last night."

He looked around and said in a low voice: "Doctor Opola, thank you for coming here in time. My father passed away suddenly and he didn't make a will. The affairs of the village and the affairs of the next patriarch have not yet been explained. "

"You are a respectable person in the society, please..."

Opola immediately reacted: "Don't worry, don't worry, what is the relationship between me and the old patriarch? I understand his thoughts, and I will fully support you."

The middle-aged man was so happy that he even forgot about his father's death: "Please give me everything."

Lin Hui poked Opola again, and then he nodded: "Then let's go in first."

"Okay, please come in!"

As soon as they entered the door, they saw Jiang Liang and several others kneeling on the ground, crying.

All the mourners inside were also attracted.

It’s baffling for these people to appear out of nowhere.

Originally it was deserted here, but seeing this situation.

The surrounding family members suddenly felt sad, and they were also infected by the atmosphere and began to cry.

The middle-aged man was made sad and shouted quickly: "Get busy, don't stop!"

"Yes!" Many people who had not taken action also started to move at this moment.

Opola said: "Then I'll go over first."

The other party was polite, and then turned around and went about his own business.

Lin Hui helped this guy over and knelt down on a random mat.

He looked around and roughly observed the environment.

In the center of the mourning hall, there was a coffin with a black and white photo in front of it.

The old man's face was full of grooves, and he looked just like any other old man in the village.

He looked to both sides again, although many people were wearing mourning clothes.

But their waists were bulging, and they all carried guns.

Further out, many people were holding automatic rifles.

There were dozens of heavily armed people inside the mourning hall alone, and there were definitely more outside.

Opora was right, this place was indeed heavily guarded.

If they broke in rashly, a dozen of them would be sure to defeat these rabble.

But it would be difficult to rescue those six people safely.

Not to mention that people here will also notify foreign aid.

By then, they might be surrounded as soon as they leave the village.

It is really a big surprise to encounter such a thing now.

Lin Hui looked at the old man's photo and felt somewhat grateful.

Old man, you died at the right time and it was a great help.

Wang Chen lowered his voice: "Are the six of you here?"

Opora nodded: "There is a house in the backyard with a basement below. All six people are locked in it. There are people guarding the basement for a long time."

"There are three guards in total, one at the entrance, one in the basement, and another at the door of the prison."

"All of them are automatic rifles, and there are more than 20 people in total."

"Okay." Lin Hui nodded: "Let's wait here until dark before taking action."

Wang Chen also nodded silently.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The middle-aged people started to get busy, and at noon, many people came to attend the funeral one after another.

Opora whispered: "The people who are coming now are all prominent figures in the association. Although this patriarch is only the head of a small village, the warehouse he guards is very important to the organization."

"However, those who come are all middle-level leaders. Even if the senior leaders come, they will probably get the night."

Lin Hui nodded and looked at Lin Fan and Jiang Liang who were crying in mourning.

These guys cried from morning to noon, almost drying up their tears.

The two turned their heads imploringly, wanting to take a break.

Lin Hui stared at them: Keep crying, don't stop!

The two of them looked aggrieved. Although Lin Hui said nothing, the sharp eyes said everything.

They could only hoarse their throats and continue to cry.

But in my heart, I had already greeted Lin Hui cordially a hundred times.

It was getting dark.

Jiang Liang's vocal cords seemed to have been polished with sandpaper: "Oh, it's almost done. Can you work?"

Lin Fan was weak and his lips turned white: "My, my throat is almost gone and my eyes are swollen from crying!"

Lin Hui smiled faintly and looked around.

Dinner has already been prepared over there.

There was a lot of activity in the big shed.

Many people were gathered there, and no one noticed at all.

Lin Hui winked at Wang Chen, and Wang Chen nodded.

The two stood up together, carrying Opora and walking towards the backyard...