Video Bloggers in Meiman

"Little TV, did something noteworthy happen during this time?" Zhang Ming asked.

The small TV said: "Three people left the base an hour and a half ago and drove to the direction of the town."

Zhang Ming tapped his finger lightly on his forehead, thought for a few seconds and asked, "What car are they driving?"

"A Ford pickup."

"What's in the car?"

"Nothing, just the three of them."

Three people, an empty car...

Zhang Ming called Abu immediately.

"Hey, it's only been a day, can't you stay alone? Tell me, what do you need me to do for you." Abu's side was a little noisy, and the chatter and the clinking of wine glasses could be heard across the phone.

Abu is a reliable guy, Zhang Ming said briefly: "In a few hours, three people will drive a Ford pickup to the town, help me observe where they all went and what they did."

"That's it? No problem, I thought you wanted me to kill them. You must know that my main business is a tour guide, and killing people requires extra money."

After hanging up, Zhang Ming sat in the jeep and waited quietly. About two hours later, Abu called.

"Those three guys... are quite interesting." Abu said with a smile: "The first thing they did when they came to the town was to find a few girls. I thought they would have to wait for a long time, but they came out in less than ten minutes. ."

Zhang Ming laughed dumbly, "Then what?"

"Then, they went to the supermarket, bought food, clothes, oh, and a lot of toilet paper, a lot of toilet paper, I want to rush over to persuade them to pay attention to their health." Abu's laughter was full of pity.

There are more than [-] gentlemen living in a cave and eating, drinking and lhasa is a lot of money. These three people are specialized procurement personnel.

"I just asked the boss, they showed up a month ago, and they come every 2-3 days. They are big customers here."

Zhang Ming rubbed his temples hard, and gradually got an idea in his mind.

"Help me determine their daily shopping list, I'll go back to you later."

Chapter 9 Bowel cleansing, toilet paper, and iron strikes

Afghanistan's food is heavy oil, with a sour, spicy, and fragrant taste. The more local characteristic is a kind of naan. You can see the shiny mutton and peas inside when you bite into it. It is served with fresh vegetables and fruits mixed with unique sauces. After the cooked dishes, Zhang Ming's tense nerves finally relaxed for a moment.

The owner of the restaurant is an elderly local. He wears a small round hat with a pattern and puts his right hand on the heart. In a traditional manner, he handed over a cup of tea.

Zhang Ming said thank you, took a sip of tea, and turned to Abu: "What do you think of this plan?"

"Will it be too hasty?" Abu said: "According to your words, the other party is an armed organization of about fifty people, in a cave that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. If your plan is to take advantage of their purchases, Drugs in their meals...I don't approve of this practice, you get nothing but arouse their vigilance."

Zhang Ming nodded and said, "Of course I won't want to bring down an armed organization with a bag of laxatives. This is just one of the steps."

Abu nodded, he didn't ask what the actual plan behind this step was.

In his line of business, he is looking at how much money the employer pays, and then doing the corresponding job. Knowing too much is not good, and embarrassing a group of murderous guys... Sounds interesting.

"I join, but I have a condition." Abu said.

"What conditions?"

Abu showed a meaningful smile: "After success, you have to tell me well, they are jumping up and down in anger."

Zhang Ming picked up the teapot and helped Abu fill up the tea.

"No problem, I'll video you."

Abu said, "Okay, tell me what you need me to do."

The old-fashioned light bulb was covered with a layer of grease, which made the light even more dim. Several mosquitoes kept slamming into the light bulb. Some of them rushed too hard and directly stuck to the light bulb, and were eventually burned to death.

Before he died, Zhang Ming and Abu's smiling faces were reflected in Mosquito's compound eyes.

three days later.

A Ford pickup dragged a long yellow sand to the town. Just as the car stopped, a few windows were opened. Many girls in too shabby clothes waved their handkerchiefs and shouted for a few men who jumped off the pickup. name.

They really love these men so much, it's not too easy to make money on them.

Although they don't give much the same amount, from the overall "hourly salary", the girls' worth has doubled several times.

The three men got out of the car and didn't do anything serious. They were impatient, hugged from side to side, and each entered a small room.

Five minutes later, they tidied up their clothes, and the three of them smiled at each other as confidants.

Zhang Ming sat in the corner of the teahouse and sent a message: "The prey is here."

After a while, Abu replied with a message: "Received, the bait is ready."

Three men came to the supermarket in pickup trucks, knocked on the table, and shouted out the shopping list: flour, rice, beans, lots of canned meat, and toilet paper.

The shopkeeper pulled out the things that had been prepared for a long time. After the three gangsters confirmed them one by one, they nodded and left after paying the money.

The plan to get here is basically half-successful. At this moment, the middle-aged shop owner suddenly stopped them, pointed to the money and pointed to the goods, and shouted angrily.

"What is he saying?"

Zhang Ming couldn't understand, so he had to call Abu.

Abu hid in the shop at the moment, listened for a while and said, "the shop owner is saying that the money they gave is wrong, it's a lot less, they should have spent the money on the woman just now."

The shopkeeper's voice directly annoyed the bandits of the Ten Rings Gang.