Abnormal Museum Pokédex

"Did someone bring it back?"

"uh-huh."

"Is the person the boss wants?"

"It's very similar, but I have a disability in my legs, I need to confirm again... Is the black kid here?"

"Just arrived, inside."

There was a low-pitched conversation outside the car, in English, Xiao Su was blindfolded, sitting in the jeep that smelled of paint, his clothes were still dripping.

After he was picked up from the lake, he was stuffed into the jeep, blindfolded and holding a gun, and bumped for nearly four to ten minutes.The men who captured him were very strong, not as dark and thin as the locals, but more like European mercenaries, perhaps the legendary bobcats.

The conversation outside the car ended, the driver got in the car, drove on for three or four minutes, and then stopped again.

The car door opened, Xiao Su's body lightened, he was dragged out of the car, carried on his shoulders into a room, and thrown on a sofa chair that smelled of greasy.

There were footsteps and someone opened the door.The person who arrested him earlier asked the visitor, "Is that him?"

A familiar voice came: "Yes." As soon as the words fell, Xiao Su's eyes lit up, the blindfold was taken off, and Weta's young face appeared in front of his eyes.

The black boy was still wearing a white T-shirt and jeans. He looked like a boy next door, except for a thick leather belt around his waist and a cold pistol hanging on one side.His expression and demeanor are completely different from those in the manga show, his dark eyes glowed with a cold light, and his childish face carried a gangster look that did not match his age, he was no longer the foolish and sweet look of the rich second generation.

"Surprise!" The corner of Weta's mouth curled into a sly smile, and he shrugged his shoulders at Xiao Su, "I didn't expect that, Mr. Xiao."

His Chinese is so standard that he can hardly hear a foreign accent.Xiao Su knew that he was not the president of the support club, and at this moment he suddenly felt that he did not look like the son of Engouf - a child who was born with a gold spoon in his mouth and grew up pampered in France, how could he be like this? A vicious and fierce look?

"Who are you?" Xiao Su asked without hiding his surprise, "Aren't you kidnapped? Why are you here?"

"Need I introduce myself again? My name is Vita, the son of Ngouf. My father mines uranium for the French in Niger." Vita conjured a butterfly knife out of nowhere and skillfully Playing around, "You should have checked my background, right? Oh, that reader number is real, but I am a fake reader... But Miss Page's novels are very interesting. If there is no such incident, I might actually become a fan of hers and start her a fan club in East Africa or something."

Xiao Su was not in the mood to listen to his nonsense, and asked, "Why arrest me?"

"Well, you will understand this question when you meet someone... Maybe you have already guessed it in your heart?" Vita said, then turned to ask the strong man behind him, "Where is that person with him?"

"I was shot next door, but missed the point." The man who arrested Xiao Su earlier replied, he was extremely burly, with his arms folded, protruding his bulging muscles, a typical mercenary appearance.

Weta was a little surprised: "You brought him back? Didn't you say you killed him directly?"

"The situation is not what the boss expected." The mercenary replied, "The kid who should be killed didn't ride in the same car with him, and the one who got shot was another person."

"What?" Weita became more and more surprised, turned around and left quickly, but came back after a while, and said to himself, "He was wrong..." Looking at Xiao Su, with suspicion in his eyes: "Why is it Sun Zhisheng? Isn't Rong Rui the one who is following you?"

Xiao Su hadn't seen Lao Sun since he was arrested, and asked anxiously, "What did you do to him? I want to see him, and I warn you not to..."

"No, no! That person never makes a mistake." Weta interrupted him suddenly, leaning over the armrest of the sofa with dangerous eyes, "Where is Rongrui? He follows you like a dog these days. If you can’t get in, why did you hand over to someone else to protect you today?”

"I'm warning you." Xiao Su didn't answer, but met his eyes, and solemnly said, "Don't touch Lao Sun, don't cause trouble for yourself, he is not an ordinary person..."

"He's a Chinese policeman." Weita interjected, then bared his teeth, "So what? You don't think I'm afraid to mess with the Chinese police, do you? What a joke! Just kill a few... Did he tell you that last year several of his subordinates fell into my hands, and died miserably, miserably."

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Su thought about Case 408. At this time last year, Rongrui's entire group, except himself, was killed in the small hotel where the informant was protected.

It turned out to be Weta's handwriting!

"Who are you?" Xiao Su asked, suppressing the hatred in his heart.

Weta straightened up, shrugged his shoulders easily, and while playing with the butterfly knife, said: "Rebels, terrorists, opposition... whatever you want."

"Your family, your father has been supporting the independent elements of Songji Island?" Xiao Su continued to ask, "He developed uranium mines in Niger, but he was actually funding the rebels? The Kili Kingdom has been split these years, and the manipulator behind the scenes Actually French?"

Weita was startled, looked at Xiao Su very seriously for a moment, pressed the butterfly knife to his face, and said: "You think too much, Xiao Su... Aren't you going to die? Why is a person who is going to die? You need to know so much? You can't even stand up, aren't you afraid?"

"Aren't you afraid of splitting your own country and massacring the Chinese police?" Xiao Su leaned back slightly, leaving the cold blade, and asked, "I'm going to die. Are you sure you can outlive me?"

Weita stared at him for a moment, then suddenly laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist: "Hahahaha...you Chinese are really overconfident, what do you think you are acting in a movie? Africa is the territory of our Kili people!"

After laughing enough, he said: "But don't worry, I won't kill him for the time being, he is much more valuable than his subordinates, and he may be of great use in the future."

Xiao Su breathed a sigh of relief, Weita put away the butterfly knife, and said: "Don't worry, I have already asked someone to take the bullets and treat his wounds. He is a police agent like him, and his life is very hard. This small injury is not bad. No need for anesthesia."

Xiao Su took a deep breath, wondering what kind of torture Lao Sun had suffered, when the second team would rescue him, and wanted to make some more talk, but Weita didn't seem to plan to say anything to him. A mercenary who escorted him said: "Change his clothes. If he looks like this, he will catch a cold and die of illness. By then, your boss will go crazy. By the way, search his body by the way, the Chinese are weird There are so many little things, I don't want to get burned."

It has been almost an hour since Xiao Su fished it out of the lake, his clothes were half dry, and he had already started to have a fever.The mercenary was probably afraid that he was really dead, so he somehow got two tablets of Tylenol for him to eat, and then carefully searched the clothes he had changed.

A quarter of an hour later, Weta came back again, and the mercenaries handed over the found mobile phones and satellite phones to him.Weta looked casually and asked, "Nothing else? No locator or tracker?"

"No, I've searched everything."

"That's good." Vita returned the mobile phone and satellite phone to him, and said, "Here's this for you. In 5 minutes, you and your people will take the policeman named Sun Zhisheng to go north to Sangwaga. If his The subordinates catch up and try to delay it as long as possible." Pointing to Xiao Su, he said: "My people and I will take him westward, along the Great Rift Valley and go directly to Whale Lake. I promised your boss that tomorrow the sunrise We had to take him to Base One earlier."

The mercenary took over the mobile phone and satellite phone, and said, "I will try my best to delay until midnight, so that they think they are in our hands."

"OK, that's enough." Vita punched him, "Be careful all the way."

Five minutes later, Xiao Su was stuffed into an off-road vehicle again. No one tied his hands this time, probably because he was too weak to look threatening, so Weta didn't even give him eyes. cast.

But Xiao Su really didn't have any strength to resist, because he was so dizzy due to the high fever, he could only curl up on the back seat and sleep, and couldn't even drink water.

The car headed west all the way, and drove out of the jungle when it was dark.The development of the east and west of Kili is extremely unbalanced, the eastern coast is rich and prosperous, and the western mountainous area is barren and desolate. In the middle of the night, Xiao Su woke up for a while, and saw a desolate plain outside the window. Several small villages were scattered in the wilderness, and the houses were extremely small. Dilapidated, even the lights are dim and dim.

The roads here are dirt roads, not paved with asphalt, and some places have been soaked by rainwater, allowing only one car to pass through, and it is difficult to meet cars.There are few cars on the road, most of them are second-hand and broken cars, and some motorcycles, the ones that burn diesel, pass by with black smoke, like monsters descending from the earth.

At midnight, the motorcade stopped at a dilapidated farmhouse. Xiao Su was woken up by Vita in a daze, and stuffed a piece of soft bread.He had no appetite at all and just wanted to vomit, but his mobility was limited and he couldn't even get out of the car.

Four or five villagers came out of the farmhouse, and the people from Weta went up to say a few words. Only then did Xiao Su realize that this was a black oil station. After a while, the villagers came out with gasoline barrels to refuel the motorcade, and brought some cigarettes and drinks out for sale.

A dilapidated motorcycle passed by and stopped when it saw it. The rider put his feet on the ground and bought a pack of cigarettes from the villagers. When he left, he turned his head slightly and glanced at the car where Xiao Su was.

But for a brief glance, without attracting anyone's attention, he patted his helmet and chug away on his broken motorcycle.

Xiao Su secretly exhaled, took a few mouthfuls of bread, and then ate Tai Nuo.After refueling, the convoy continued to set off. A few minutes later, they drove through a sharp turn. Xiao Su looked out of the car window slightly, and saw that the motorcycle had already reached halfway up a slope ahead.Looking back, at the black oil station, two gaudy pickup trucks were refueling, and a tall man was standing on the side of the road a little far away, the corner of his mouth lit up, reflecting half of his wheat-colored face.

"What are you looking at? Want to know where this is?" Vita said suddenly in the front seat, and then closed the window, "It's okay to tell you, we have already bypassed Sangwaga, and will soon enter the northwest virgin forest."

Xiao Su didn't answer, lay down, closed his eyes, and wrapped the blanket tightly.

"Do you know why I didn't blindfold you?" Vita said, "Because it's unnecessary. I think this road should be a one-way street for you."

He turned his head back, baring his teeth in a malicious smile.

Xiao Su still closed his eyes and sneered in the dark.

—Why not for you?