spy ace

Chapter 3848 Repair

When we arrived at the dock, it was already night, so there were not many people. Another thing was that this was the territory of the shipping company, so as soon as the convoy arrived here, someone opened the double doors for them and parked the car directly at the ferry. Several cars stopped. Only the van and John Maguire's car drove directly to the side of the ship.

A-mei and the others stayed in the car, and only Da-ma got out. I saw several people busy padlocking the car and preparing to hoist it onto the cargo ship. One of them, about 34 or 35 years old, looked at the side, walked up to Da-ma and said, "Is there anything you need to tell me specifically?"

Dama said: "The bodies are all on the two-box cargo truck. There may be bloodstains, so you should pay attention to this. We have taken certain measures, but it is better to be on guard, after all, there are ordinary seafarers on the ship. Then, after you leave, find a deep water area and push the car directly into the sea. The same treatment should be done for the sedan."

"Yes." The man, who was about 35 or 36 years old, agreed and said, "I understand. We will set sail tomorrow and find a deep place to throw it into the sea after we leave. No one will know about it. Don't worry, nothing will go wrong."

"That's all." Dama looked at the box truck that had been lifted up, and said, "Are these our people?"

"Yes." The man in his thirties said, "It doesn't matter even if not all of them are. It's more natural. The car doors are all closed. Once they get on, they will be placed in the cargo hold. The sailors and watchmen there are all our people. But they won't see it. Not to mention other people. Don't worry, I will personally monitor this matter and there will be no problem. When it's done, I will use the ship's radio to contact the company directly, and I will include the code words for contacting Taige."

"Okay, I'm sure you can do it." Dama smiled and watched as several people started working on another car. The efficiency was very high. Soon another car was also hoisted up. Seeing this, Dama said again: "Okay, we won't stay any longer, let's go. Next time you come back to Hong Kong, we can have a drink together."

The man in his thirties laughed and said, "Okay, I'll look for you next time I come back to Hong Kong. I'm telling you, you have to take advantage of this period of time to practice your drinking capacity. If you don't drink, it's no fun."

"Fuck." Dama said, "You act like you can drink a lot. You can't even drink white wine. Next time I'll show you what a large drinker is. Let's go." After saying that, he patted the other person, turned around and got into their own car, still in the leading position, and drove straight out of the dock.

When they got to the city, Da Ma rolled down the window, stretched out his arm and waved. The car gradually stopped by the roadside. He turned to the passenger seat and said, "Get out and go back in the back car. Your husband won't be suspicious, right?"

"No." Ah Mei smiled and said, "I asked the Taiwanese wife to cover for me and said that we were playing mahjong at her house, and a group of sisters were having a good time for a few days."

"Ah, that's fine." Dama also smiled and said, "Okay, tell the brothers to change back into their clothes and go back as soon as possible. As for the bullet holes at the shooting scene, I will take care of them. Don't worry, brothers."

"Okay, I'm leaving." Ah Mei said with a smile, opened the door, got out of the car, and went back to the back car. Da Ma drove away by himself. It was dark now, and the door was not open even if he wanted to buy white putty or something. But it was okay, he just found a public phone and called Bai Fengtai. Bai Fengtai was waiting for a reply in the office, so he immediately reached out to answer the phone as soon as it rang. Da Ma said, "Brother Tai, the batch of goods has been successfully delivered to the ship, there is no problem..." This was a code word, telling Bai Fengtai that the matter should be completely handled, and the bodies, vehicles and so on, had been delivered to the cargo ship as planned.

Bai Fengtai said, "Well, you've worked hard. This batch of goods is urgent, and we can't let you work in vain. The company will definitely give you a bonus later."

"Thanks, Brother Tai." Da Ma said, "There's one more thing. My house was renovated a few days ago. I don't know how the renovation workers made a hole in the wall. I thought of Brother Tai. Don't you have a material company? I'll go to the company to get some white putty. Can you please call the company? I'll go over to get it now."

"Oh?" Bai Fengtai said, "Will white putty work? Don't we need any special treatment to make a hole in the wall?"

"No need." Dama said, "It's just a small eye. If you put some oil on it, it won't be noticeable at all. It's very simple. But you know, I have a bad habit. What's the popular word in that bureau? I'm a perfectionist or something. So even though the small eye is very small, I feel uncomfortable if I don't put some oil on it."

"Hahaha." Bai Fengtai understood. What the other party meant was that when they killed that group of people, there must have been a bullet hole in the house. But it's not a big problem, so they said that a small hole was left during the renovation. It will be fine after a little fix. You know, under the circumstances at that time, it must have been very difficult to leave no traces, and now there is only a small hole left, and the rest is fixed. This job is already quite beautiful. He laughed and said, "This is easy. I'll make a call now. You can just go over there."

"Okay, brother Tai." Da Ma said, "You don't need much, just enough white putty as big as a fist."

"Oh, OK." Bai Fengtai said, "Just go over there." After hanging up the phone, Bai Fengtai picked up the phone again and started dialing...

On the other side, Dama put down the phone and drove the car. It didn't take long for him to arrive at the material company. This company deals in various materials, especially building materials. So there must be white putty. Dama didn't even need to get out of the car. As soon as the car stopped at the door, someone brought the white putty over.

Da Ma nodded to the man and drove away. He came to the scene of the incident again. It was dark now, and there were not many people. He took out a cement shovel, a small bag of white putty, opened the door and walked in. He turned on the flashlight, tilted it on the ground, put something underneath, and let the beam shine on the bullet hole.

Then Dama started to work, putting putty into the bullet hole. This job was not difficult, and it was done in a few strokes. Then he used a shovel to make it level. Well, the original bullet hole was very small, and after putting putty on it, it was inevitable that it would overflow...