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For Medellin, poverty is a darker shadow than drugs, violence, and death.Even drugs can bring money and wealth to the local people, and the freedom, peace and human rights that the rest of the world strives to promote are just empty talk here.

Like many cities in the world with a huge gap between rich and poor, Medellin, a city located in the Andes Mountains, is also divided into two regions.The rich people at the bottom of the valley live in clean and elegant apartment buildings, but on the valley, between the stolen wires and the temporary wooden houses built close to the hillside, the skinny homeless people in the neighborhood and the dirty and smelly water In the ditch, there is another medellin, a city with 300 million inhabitants, 65% of whom live in a world where drugs and violence are rampant

Aurora got off the plane, and the new vehicle was an old car brand that she thought was old.But after driving on the road and discovering what the cars nearby were, she was so calm that she found that there was no sense of disobedience.When I arrived in Medellin, I was catching up with a parade.The enthusiastic crowd made the Bacchus memorial statue their destination.

——In fact, until she saw it with her own eyes, she would never have imagined that such a big drug lord would have such a high reputation in the local area that he could erect a temple for him in the center of the city while he was still alive. The statue, called him respected and loved as the belief of this place.People chanted slogans, held up protest signs, and garlanded bright red flowers and piled them next to the statue, as if they were done to a hero.Then set up a tent in the square next to the statue, sit quietly and stay overnight to show your firm attitude.

"A humble man who insists on justice", people commented on the drug lord Backus.

Aurora watched from a distance and couldn't help wiping off her sweat.Didn’t they all claim that even the locals in Medellin are dissatisfied with the gangster’s rampant behavior? Why do they look like they support the gang and even openly declare that “the government should get out of Medellin, and the right wing will rule Medellin.” of the people.

"Survival is a very difficult thing here." Seemingly noticing Aurora's doubts, the man beside him said lightly, "As long as you can struggle to survive, even if it is the dream of desperately grabbing an undead Like a treasure, Backus built them a dream built on money, drugs and death."

Aurora seemed to understand a little bit.The world is always poorer and more chaotic.Why are African conflicts and wars frequent and AIDS rampant? Even if the historical cycle enters the present age, the entire Central African region still remains largely backward and dirty as it was centuries ago?Because of poverty, because of the extreme scarcity of food.The same is true for Medellin. When people cannot even guarantee food and clothing, drugs and all the evils it brings will be a way of struggling for survival that everyone prefers.

The gap between the rich and the poor is so stark. When you have nothing, you dare to do everything. But when you have wealth, you want stability and protection. The two voices of Medellin are just better than other cities in the world. louder.

She turned her head to look at St. Langton, who was full of depression.He looked really embarrassed. This embarrassment did not refer to his appearance, but an indescribable sense of decadence.Even the silver hair was so dull that it had no luster, and the pupils of the eyes were so dark that it felt like a ray of light could be sucked in.

"Go." He said coldly.Aurora could only follow obediently.

Walking around the parade street from the path, Aurora looked curiously at the locals leading the way.They have been waiting there since they got off the plane. They look very young, with an indescribable ruffian, wearing a black vest, and their figure looks a little thin, but the exposed arms and shoulders are full of twisted muscles, even The right arm is connected to half of the younger generation with cyan tattoos - the whole body is full of the sense of sight of a gang member.

In front were several broken commercial vehicles.After getting in the car, the car drove along the winding road for a long time, and finally stopped in front of a certain villa in a community.St. Langton led the people into the yard, and Aurora followed helplessly among the group of people behind.

Before entering the foyer, the door opened, and a middle-aged man in his 40s came out with a smile on his face. He shook hands with St. Langdon, patted each other's shoulders and beat their chests, and then walked in together.

It wasn't until she entered the hall and saw the two sitting on the sofa opposite each other that Aurora suddenly realized that this middle-aged man with glasses and deep forehead lines looked more like a businessman or an office worker than a drug lord. The young man was the boss of a local gangster.

The southern district of Medellin, like the northern district, is also entrenched with some gangs. Compared with the gangsters in the northern district, which are intricate and hostile, the gangsters in the wealthy area of ​​the southern district are obviously more orderly and cultured. The southern district is divided into some areas. , The gang forces operate in their respective fixed areas, and rarely cross the border. Although there are also fights, they will pay attention not to disturb the people, and will not be as chaotic and unorganized as the North District.

"...Chris, my friend, I am telling you with deep sincerity that the chaos in the North District is far beyond your imagination." The texture is deeper.

"I have reasons why I must go." St. Langdon declined his offer.

"Okay, okay," Benson took a map from his subordinates and spread it on the table.The border of the map is full of wrinkles, some are tattered and yellowed. Surprisingly, the middle piece is still well preserved, but there are many lines drawn with red and blue pens, and the original outline can only be seen vaguely.

"It's an old picture from more than ten years ago, but we still have to divide it according to this," Benson explained, "The southern district is changing with each passing day. Controversy, so I still follow this map.”

He pointed to the places where the blue lines and red lines intersected extremely densely one by one: "Paxton, here, Kerwin, here, old Bob occupies this piece, he and his son-in-law turned against each other Barbosa, here was originally the biggest piece of iron, but now it is the worst hit..." Old Bob's only daughter died at the hands of Barbosa, and he would never end it if he didn't beat you to the death. In order to get revenge, He even allocated half of the business in the area connected to Kerwin directly to Kerwin... "Here, a large area of ​​farms and slums connected to the outer valley nearby is the territory of Johnny the One-eyed, his territory It’s not small, and there are a lot of private troops under it. Here, you know, that bitch of Ophelana, and behind it is the big boss Burgess in the suburbs... Now the most complicated thing is here,” Benson said. His finger drew a straight line between Kerwin and Burgess, "If the police department really wants to take action, then this big piece..."

His fingers drew a few circles between the area marked between the slums and the "farm", and then shrugged, the meaning was obvious.

Aurora's ears were pricked up.

The lobby was originally very spacious, but now it is crowded with people, and the space feels very small.Moreover, the gray cloth curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows on both sides were mostly drawn, and the lights were not turned on. Only a small table lamp on the table mixed with the light leaking in from the cracks in the bed curtains, creating a dull atmosphere for the room.

Benson's voice was low and hoarse, with a vague feeling like a continuous thread. When he was talking, the hall was quiet, and there were so many people, but the sound of breathing could hardly be heard.

"Boggs." After a long time, St. Langton slowly said a name.

Benson shook his hand and pulled out a cigar, bringing it to his mouth, knowing that the other party didn't even have to signal for it.St. Langton raised his chin slightly, and Aurora saw the original owner of this ill-fitting suit, a brown-haired, gray-eyed and graceful female mafia, stepped forward to help him light a cigar.

Benson glanced at her appreciatively, biting his cigar, and said, "He's in even more trouble, not to mention a lot of wild dogs behind him, and there are rats staring at him... These rats are not something I can get rid of with a few knives." Bought several killers..." He paused for a moment, and suddenly spit out a noun: "Fiskar."

Aurora knew this word. Gardener mentioned it when talking about Gehei. It is a super police position in the Columbia Police Department. It combines the functions of a police officer, investigator and prosecutor, and is a very high-level position.

"The last Fiskar was killed by Barbosa, but the dirty water was poured on Kerwin's head. The two new ones happened to be sisters, unmarried spinsters in their 40s. The relationship is very close, and now the senior leader of the Kerwin gang has been the key target of exclusion by the police station. After this incident became a big deal, Kerwin and Burgess, who were too prominent, had to be on the same rope." He said He took out the cigar and puffed out a few puffs of smoke rings: "But no one knows where Bergs is now. Compared with Backus, he has more lives." Benson said with a bit of sarcasm, "The people who came forward are all His agent, and Russia and Australia have already sent people to defend him, so it is still uncertain who wins this game."

St. Langton wondered, "How do I find Boggs?"

Benson shook his head: "He has at least three secret properties in the southern area. The base in the northwest corner and even the alliance are rarely accessible. The few hills in the jungle in the outskirts are his private property. I heard that he has a substitute... If he I'm determined to hide, but I probably won't find it."

Saint Langton thought for a moment: "Then where is the foreign aid he invited?"

Benson turned his head, and a big man with a deep scar on his forehead and chin bent down: "In the Sunflower District, my brother saw many foreigners."

The more chaotic the place, the better it is to deploy people.There are many slums in the North District, and there are a lot of eyeliners everywhere.Brothers clearly settle accounts, not to mention that gangs are not cousins, but competitors. They almost default to arrange eyeliner with each other, and the bottom personnel are arranged like a sieve.

Benson hesitated: "Chris, what you're looking for is..."

"I have someone in Dongyi's hands." St. Langton's voice was dull and slow, "Help me, Benson, St. Langton will always remember your kindness."

With so many people in the entire hall, the atmosphere froze for an instant, as if everyone held their breath at that moment. "Grace", this word is a bit too strong, but this is not the main reason. The problem is that he didn't say "I remember your kindness", but "Saint Langdon"!Means in the name of the family!

No wonder Benson was inexplicably astonished when he said this, and even the people behind St. Langton stared at his boss in surprise.

"Who?" Benson couldn't help asking.Who could make the heir of St. Langdon personally promise to owe such a kindness!

"A...very important person," he said at last.

Aurora had lost all awe of St. Langton, and occasionally looked at him like a fool.

Or is it that people who fall in love are so unreasonable?

Well...it's actually not unreasonable.After all, Anna was involved in such a complicated matter, and the current situation must be very dangerous. It is understandable that Saint Langton wanted to rescue her as soon as possible, and it is understandable that some methods were used in the rescue process.But the point is...don't use it on her!

Just going crazy!

After being under house arrest obediently for many days, Aurora finally couldn't bear it anymore. Seeing that no one was missing her, she became angry.What does this mean?Don't let her touch the communication tool?If you don't contact Uncle Gardener and the others, then why did you tie her here!

This villa can be regarded as a small base of the Benson gang. The courtyard and the first floor are very ordinary residential settings, the second floor is a gymnasium, and the third floor is housing. Vaults such as armory and cash gold.Benson and the others had already left to run for their friends, St. Langton and his party had already rested here for a day, and Aurora sat in the middle of the living room with a long face and stared at someone.

"You heard it too, the current situation is like this," Aurora said blankly, "Do you think that even if you know Anna's whereabouts, you can just bring her back?"

She paused, and added a knife: "You don't even know why Anna was taken away."

Everyone stared at her in silence.

Aurora was confident: "Give me a call, maybe I can tell you everything you want to know."

Still silent.Then Saint Langton broke the weird atmosphere: "Give her."

Aurora thought about it, thought about it, and finally dialed a number.She was lucky, Cyril had never had a communication tool on him, it was best to talk to him face to face, if it was too far away, she had to contact him, either on the Internet, or first find his housekeeper Naiden, of course, if Naiden doesn't happen to be with him, so you'll have to go through a lot of detours before you can get him exactly.

Fortunately, the number is now available.

"Your Excellency!" Aurora's voice was extremely joyful.

Cyril arrived in Colombia, and got news from Aurora on the back, which is a miracle.

Aurora is extremely grateful for the fact that she is still under Cyril's nose. She doesn't believe that she was kidnapped—the reason for the kidnapping is that after he found out about the mysterious woman Anna, he would not go there at all. After investigation, Aurora's belief in Cyril was like her belief in a god, so she asked without thinking, "Your Excellency, have you found Anna?"

"Yeah." Cyril replied.

"Then why did the people from Dongyi take Anna away?"

Xi Ruier thought for a while: "She has Dongyi's important secrets in her hands."

"Huh?" Aurora was shocked.But she thought about it carefully, and still didn't ask anything else. Whether it was Anna's identity or why she had important secrets, this was something St. Langton should worry about, and it had nothing to do with her. She helped him ask important secrets. Confidentiality is already a big deal.

So Aurora said: "Your Excellency, how do I go back now?" She was not shy at all in front of St. Langton, and even told him in person.

"I've already called someone to pick you up." Cyril said lightly.

As soon as he received Aurora's call, the people around him quickly turned on the computer to track down and lock the signal.Cyril is now in Pereira, a city near Medellin, and has contacted Daotang every minute to send the detailed information to him.

"That's it!" Aurora was happy, "Then I'll wait."

Don't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face!She couldn't believe that after such a conversation, Saint Langton would still not let her go!

Thinking that she might see Cyril soon, Aurora was even happier. After hanging up the phone, she felt that she should take a shower and change clothes as soon as possible, so she turned around without looking at the people in the living room. Run upstairs.

No one in the living room spoke. A few minutes later, a person touched his trouser pocket hesitantly. He took out his personal mobile phone and looked at it, and his expression changed.The numbers turned out to be all zeros!At first glance, it was hidden in some way.He quickly connected and handed the phone to the boss after a while, "Your Excellency the Duke", he made a mouth shape.

St. Langton took a deep breath and put the phone to his ear.

"You shouldn't have taken Aurora," he said.

"If I didn't take her away, how would I know why Anna was taken away." St. Langton's tone had returned to normal, and it was his usual sarcastic tone.

Both men spoke in far more casual tones.It's not the tone of a friend, and it doesn't bring much familiarity, but the accident is very natural.

The other end of the line was silent for a while, and said, "I still have some information about Anna, but I can't tell the truth from the fake."

St. Langton's heart almost trembled at this sentence: "Exchange terms?"

"Not ready yet."

St. Langton's heart that was hanging high in his throat suddenly slammed, and he wanted to kill: "You can do whatever you want, give me the information!"

"Wait until I see Aurora come back safely." The other party finished this sentence lightly, waited for a few seconds for no response, and then hung up the phone.

Pereira.It is almost the junction of the two cities.

The farms occupied by the World Federation of Mercenaries have all been arranged.Even those who went to Medellin to make arrangements for the establishment have returned.If Cyril hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that the council could build such a complete platform for the finals in such a short period of time.

The situation in Medellin is ambiguous, and the dark camp finals of Gray Road have not yet started.

Ulysses stared at Cyril's slightly sickly face and almost lost his temper.

The author has something to say: 12.17

Cough cough, various reasons... procrastinated again, hehe, I have to update [-] words on Wednesday, that's right!