There is a specialization in the art industry, if it is said that compared with the shepherd's observation ability, Dewey is willing to bow down, but if it is better than getting rid of the enemy, he believes that the shepherd is definitely not a person, and he can abuse him completely.

"Don't brag to me, buddy doesn't run slower than you." The shepherd said unconvinced.

"Hehe, escaping is a technical job, not just running fast." Dewey replied.

The shepherd was about to argue with Dewey when the bayonet interjected: "Xian'er, it's better for you to contact Chen Zhuo, because you are the first person to get in touch with him, and it is easier to gain his trust." ”

He is not unreasonable, now Chen Zhuo is already a soldier, Dewey may be better to come forward, if it is a different person, he may not believe it, maybe he will think it is a trap.

"Okay, I'll go find Chen Zhuo, I hope he's nearby." Dewey replied.

"Xian'er, today I'll show you what is called an escape technique!"

The shepherd shouted unconvinced, but Dewey didn't bother to pay attention to him and went straight to the bathroom.

He took the cosmetics out of his bag and quickly put himself on a make-up.

Dewey painted his exposed skin chestnut, dyed his hair blonde with a quick hair dye, and put on a pair of blue contact lenses, which at first glance looked like a Westerner who liked to soak in the sun.

Dewey looked in the mirror and examined it, because of the time, the makeup was not perfect, and the flaws could still be seen in the eyes of those who cared about it, but it was enough to deal with it for a while.

He gathered his things, walked out of the mall, and walked towards the Gaza Herald newspaper.

It will take a few minutes for the shepherd to arrive, but Dewey can't wait for him to arrive before going to find Chen Zhuo, he must prepare in advance, otherwise Chen Zhuo may take advantage of the chaos to run away.

Dewey walked down the street, taking pictures with a DSLR camera and looking no different from Westerners who had gone to backward areas.

However, his real purpose was to find Chen Zhuo.

If Chen Zhuo didn't leave, then he must be in a corner of this street, and Dewey couldn't look for them one by one, and at this time, the telephoto of the SLR played a role.

"Chen Zhuo, where will you be?"

While Dewey was thinking, someone suddenly came up and pressed the camera lens.

"Hey, what are you doing?!" Dewey shouted angrily, with an authentic London accent, he could directly apply for the British butler, and his arrogant and fearless expression showed the superiority of the developed people in the West to the fullest.

The man in Palestinian attire on the other side squinted at Dewey and said coldly, "No photography is allowed here." ”

"Why? This is not a military exclusion zone! Also, who are you, and what authority do you have over me? Dewey pointed and scratched.

The man showed a document and said to Dewey, "I'm from the Gaza Police Department, and I'm going to check you now and take out your passport." ”

This was just Dewey's temporary dress, and he didn't prepare the corresponding passport at all, but Dewey didn't panic and said: "Why should I believe you, show me your documents!" ”

He reached out and snatched the man's papers, looked back and forth in his hand, and asked, "Why don't you have English on it?" ”

"This is the State of Palestine!" The man emphasized.

"So what? English is an international language, every country has to use it, especially the police profession, if there is no English, how to connect with the world? Yes, there is a picture of you on it, but how do I know if this dress is a police uniform, maybe it's a security guard......"

Dewey's nonsense finally aroused the man's anger, and he reached out and pushed him, shouting: "Now, I order you, take out your passport to me, or I have the right to arrest you!" ”

"You dare to beat me, I will go to the British Embassy to sue you!"

Dewey waved his arms and shouted angrily, attracting many passers-by to stop and watch, but no one dared to approach.

In the café not far away, Chen Zhuo was also attracted by the quarrel between the two, put down the coffee cup in his hand, and watched from a distance through the window.

"He speaks English, but he's not Anglo-American, he's like a Chinese."

Chen Zhuo couldn't hear Dewey's voice, but he was proficient in lip language, and he could judge the language he used and what he said from Dewey's mouth.

However, speaking only English is not the same as being from the United Kingdom and the United States.

Every country has its own culture and its own body language, and although Dewey looks angry, his body language is not the way Anglo-Americans express anger, but more like a Chinese.

"Is that him?"

Chen Zhuo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he continued to watch quietly.

Outside, the man who claimed to be a police officer didn't argue with him, and lifted the hem of his clothes to reveal the pistol underneath.

But Dewey was not afraid, and pointed at the man and shouted, "What do you mean, scaring me with a gun?" Do you know what I do, it's going to scare you to death if you say it! ”

Just as the man was about to draw his gun, a taxi stopped a short distance behind him, and the shepherd got out of it.

He didn't deliberately hide the face of the Chinese people, and when he got out of the car, he looked around, and immediately attracted the attention of those people, and several people surrounded him.

The policeman couldn't see behind him, but Dewey could see it clearly, his tone suddenly softened, and he said, "Okay, okay, you want a passport, right, I'll take it out for you." ”

He reached out and touched his bosom, his face froze for a moment, and he groped into his other pockets in a panic, and cried out angrily: "Fake, damn what a horse! My wallet was stolen! ”

The policeman raised his hand at this time and pressed the headset he was wearing, and the next moment he ignored Dewey and turned his head sharply.

At the same time, the shepherd seemed to have noticed something unusual, and suddenly turned and ran, and those who were lying in ambush could no longer hide their tracks, and immediately chased after them.

"Stand there, don't move!"

More than one person shouted for the shepherd to stop, but the shepherd turned and went into the shop next to him.

The policeman in front of Dewey was about to chase after the big guy, but he grabbed him.

"By the way, you're a cop, find that damn thief for me!"

"Let it go!"

The policeman struggled hard, but couldn't break free, and Dewey still relentlessly said: "I was stolen, you have to find me ......"

"Nima's thief!" The policeman scolded angrily, pulled out the pistol, and pointed it directly at Dewey's forehead.

Dewey immediately let go of his hand and raised it high, his teeth fighting, as if too frightened to speak.

The policeman did not bother to pay attention to Dewey, and turned to chase after the shepherd, while Dewey looked around in confusion and asked, "Oh cake seller, can anyone tell me what happened?" ”

However, he smiled in his heart and said, "Shepherd, I can only help you get here, you can ask for more blessings." ”

Dewey looked around in panic, but in fact he was carefully observing the changes in the people around him.

Suddenly, his gaze collided with that of a person in the café in the air, and his gaze suddenly froze.

Don't look at the quarrel he had with the police just now, but after the shepherd appeared, people's focus was no longer on Dewey, but this person was looking at him, there must be a problem!

Dewey immediately raised his leg and walked towards the coffee shop, but the man inside stood up and left his seat.

Sure enough, there was a problem!

If you didn't guess wrong, this person must be Chen Zhuo!

Dewey immediately quickened his pace, but until he reached the door of the café, he did not see anyone coming out.

He pushed the door open and entered the store, his eyes looking around the store, and there was no figure of the person just now.

Dewey patted the waiter who was looking out, pointed to Chen Zhuo's seat just now and asked, "What about the people sitting there?" ”

The waiter turned his head to look and saw that the empty seat was obviously closed, and then looked at the other place in confusion, and said, "It was still there just now, why is it gone." ”

"Do you have a back door in your store?" Dewey asked.

The waiter was stunned and said, "Yes, over there." ”

Dewey immediately chased in the direction he pointed, and the waiter shouted from behind, "Sir, it's the back kitchen, you can't go in." ”

Dewey, of course, ignored him, walked quickly to the door, pushed the door in, and sure enough, it was the back kitchen of the coffee shop.

Someone came over and said, "Sir, no one can come in here, please go out." ”

"Get out of the way!"

Dewey reached out and pushed the man away, continuing to walk inside.

Several more people tried to stop him, but he took out his pistol directly from his bosom, so frightened that they all stood there with their hands raised, not daring to take a step forward.

Dewey ignored them, pushed open the back door through the kitchen, and saw a figure just disappear at the intersection, and immediately chased after him.

The man wasn't slow, and Dewey couldn't catch up even three blocks after him, but he still kept him in his sight.

Suddenly, the man slipped into a nearby building, and Dewey quickly followed.

The sound of footsteps came from upstairs, and Dewey followed the footsteps all the way up, and halfway through he heard the sound of the iron door opening and closing.

Rooftop rooftop!

Dewey was relieved, ran up quickly, and stopped outside the rooftop gate.

He didn't go in right away, but listened carefully to the sounds outside.

Dewey couldn't be sure that this person was Chen Zhuo, even if it was really him, he would not easily believe in himself and would probably regard him as an enemy.

If he didn't guess wrong, this was the battlefield that Chen Zhuo had prepared, and he would definitely be attacked if he rushed in.

There was no sound outside, but the more it did, the more dangerous it became.

Dewey took out his mobile phone and sent a location message in the group first, and then pushed the door of the rooftop open.

There was no movement, and when I looked through the doorway, it was empty outside, and there was no figure in sight.

Dewey paused for more than ten seconds, and suddenly rushed in with an arrow step, and as soon as his footsteps landed, he quickly turned around and looked back.

If Chen Zhuo wanted to carry out a sneak attack, the top of the rooftop gatehouse was undoubtedly the best place, but to Dewey's surprise, there was no one on it.

Dewey walked around the porter again, but still couldn't find anyone.

Where did the people go?

There is no place on the rooftop to hide except here, can he still fly?

Dewey walked to the edge, ready to check if there was scaffolding, but before he could reach the edge of the building, he suddenly heard a cold voice behind him.

"Don't move!"