Vol 2 Chapter 633: DIEEASY(3/7)

Max naturally did not let the brothers wait for an hour. Under his command, six pirates arrived at the creek of the incident within 20 minutes.
The actions of the six people were very organized. After they found the body, they first carefully searched the nearby forest for a circle, then sent two people to check in, and the other four continued to hide in the dark. After more than five minutes of this, there was no abnormality, and the remaining four talents came together and came to the Ming Dynasty.
And all of this... all fell in the eyes of Jue and Bin Laden.
"Oh...so I chose to hide at this high point far away." Feng Shou stared at the pirates in the distance and said, "If we were there, we were ambushing, and I was afraid that they had been given by them. Searched out..."
"Well...and if we saw someone appearing and fired, we would expose our position... Even if the sneak attack succeeded, we would encounter the ambush of the remaining four." Laden answered with a frown.
"Oh... It’s interesting, isn’t it?
But it’s a look of interest.
The pirates themselves are nothing extraordinary, but... inside them, there’s a very clever one. Guy...has served as a staff member." He pointed his eyes slightly and gestured to bin Laden with his eyes. "From the frequency of the pirates using the walkie-talkie, it can be seen... the staff is directing the six people in real time. Act, and be meticulous to every step..."
Unconsciously, the unconscious nature has emerged. Being able to play games with smart people always makes him feel fun.
"This is not a good thing. What is your expression of excitement?" Seeing the look of the brother, even bin Laden couldn't help but spit a slot.
Just as they talked, suddenly, a familiar voice rang from behind them: "Hey! Steven, Osama."
Both Jue and Laden were shocked, because the places they hid were very hidden, and the two did not expect... Someone could come silently behind them.
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Next second. The two AK's muzzles have been turned like lightning.
"Don't panic, it's me." When Mules faced the muzzle, he was still calm and calm, "put the gun down and take the fire."
"Call... It turned out to be you, Bell." Laden sighed and took the gun away. And he said, "No wonder you can get close to me without being discovered by me..."
"Well... I said... How did you find us?" I immediately asked a question that I couldn’t figure out. "With the current situation on the island, you should not be able to find out that we are right. what."
He is right, the addition of pirates complicates the situation, leaving many footprints and other traces in their path. In addition, the monitoring terminal on the ship has been damaged... Even if it is Muirs, I am afraid it is difficult to trace the trace of a specific target in such a chaotic situation.
"Oh... you analyzed it right." Muirs smiled. "It is true that in the current situation, it is very difficult to do accurate tracking... So, I am not tracking the traces to find you, but Through this..." he said. Then he picked up an instrument on his hand and shook it in front of him.
Although this thing is an electronic device that was only available in the twenty-fifth century, its basic functions are still clear at a glance, so it was quickly recognized by the seal: "GPS tracking and positioning..." He just said this sentence. In the brain, a series of inferences flashed, and his line of sight instinctively swept toward the scabbard on his waist. "Oh, you gave me the knife, did you still have this use?" Just one second. Jue Ge guessed where the tracker was hiding.
"Yes." Now, Muirs has nothing to hide. "This is what James means. I hope you can understand... because your performance was a bit..."
"Let him feel... a little out of control, right?" The seal is not naturally angry, he can understand the move. In fact, he quite appreciates the other side's approach. "Oh...nothing. I will do the same for it. And..." He squinted and squinted at the device in his hand. "... ...If it weren't for this stuff, we wouldn't meet so smoothly. Objectively speaking... it really came in handy."
"Yeah. You can understand it." Muirs said, he immediately looked at bin Laden. "In short, two... you should come with me first. I have a major discovery... I told you on the road. You." After that, he lowered his body and turned and walked forward.
And Lue and Laden just exchanged a little look, and they kept up with nothing.
Both of them are very capable people, and generally do not blindly follow others, but in the current situation, they are very happy to accept the arrangement of the leader to be the leader. The reason is simple – do you want to defeat a group of heavily armed pirates in the wilderness? Please follow me.
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At 9:20 in the morning, the Dolphin cruise ship, the captain's room.
"I'm not right..." Max pacing back and forth in front of the console. His white face frowned, and he still had words in his mouth. "How can you think it's not right?"
The gray beard standing next to him is also a nervous look. The more he looks, the more he feels anxious: "What happened to the son... What is wrong?"
"There are more places that are not right..." Max replied. "For example... from the beginning of the sweeping to the present, we didn't even have a crew member, and our people have died four..." He turned around. "And, that Stephen. Carbon left the footprints of his own and his companions when he left the gun battle... This cautious way of doing things, and his previous provocations are obviously awkward..."
"Maybe... there is a very cautious person in his companion?" Gray Beard tried to pick up.
"There is this possibility...but..." Max said again. "How do they explain the ability to fight outrageously?" He went to his father, "Tek and Lightning (the two pirates killed by bin Laden, PS: Their name is also the name of the character in "Cat and Mouse". They are all shot by AK. From the perspective of the bullet injection and the state of the corpse (going to the six pirates who searched for the buddy) The video communication equipment, so Max can directly see the scene.) They were killed by the same gun from the same direction." He paused. "I don't think a writer can make this sharpshooter." The level of shooting... He wrote a book, it would be nice to use a pistol, and the assault rifle should not touch the touch, let alone talk about the shooting..."
"Ha ha ha... This is something incomprehensible." Sitting on the side, still smirked and interjected, "This shows that... among his companions, there is a very sophisticated person, and a very good act. I am a man. Hehe... This is just the beginning, waiting for your surprises..." He shook his head slightly and looked at the gray beard smugly. "I have already said... Who is cleaning up, who are we? Walking, oh..."
"You guys..." Gray Beard was too lazy to smack him, because from the face that hadn't been stunned, his feet were probably too painful to lose consciousness. "...It’s really arrogant." He stared at each other with one eye. "At this point, I have to admire you... even after so many years, you still behave like a pirate."
"Oh... you are too modest, and you are declining. I remember, when I cut your hands and feet, you also did not show weakness... Every scream and curse that came out of your mouth, I still remember it so far... "I haven’t raised my pale face, my face is covered with cold sweat and smirk. "Cut it, I can crush you with my left hand." 'You can take this leg home, as Thanksgiving. Dinner, you '...' He didn't lie, he really recounted two screams of gray beard, "Oh... Devil, the real 'villain' like you and me, is Death will not yield. This is also the kind of person we have... the only remaining dignity."
"Ha! Don't be kidding, James." Gray beard sneered. "You are not qualified to say this to me in this tone..." He leaned over and groaned, "Remember! You have abandoned this. "Dignity!" he yelled. "The 'Caribbean Shark' has become history. Now you are just a despicable, understated, cowardly escaper!" He waved the hook on the front of his right arm, hissing "You have no right to choose the way of death, and you don't have the right to get any respect... no matter how the outside world thinks, in the world of pirates, you will always be cast aside..."
"Oh... Dad, I don't want to bother you, but..." Max interrupted at the moment. "I think... we have more realistic problems to solve now..." He came to the side, "I still have no sir, everyone is smart. I have something to say... I hope that you can immediately provide me with the list of people on the island."
"Oh... you think you ask, I will answer? Hahaha..." I replied with no sneer. "This is not a primary school class, a child."
"I have never been to a full-time school, I don't understand your joke, I haven't had a gentleman yet." Max's tone was cold. "But I am sure that you will tell me what I want to know, just like What the CIA training course said - 'everybody_talk'..." He fainted and stared at each other's eyes. "Of course, I can basically guess... you have done a good job of torture and torture." Psychological preparation. But... I don't think that the crew and the staff can accept the fate of being thrown into the sea to feed the sharks." He answered with a word, "Listen, there is still no husband. From now on Every five minutes, someone will be dragged out of the surveillance cabin and killed until...you give me the list..."