Dewey was trapped in the mall, but he was not in a hurry, but carefully analyzed.

If you had a tracker on you, what would it be?

The clothes were the first to be ruled out, they were stolen from the holiday villa, and the Federal Intelligence Service could not have known the prophets, if they really had that ability, they would have been caught a long time ago.

In addition to his clothes, he had only four items on his body, a mobile phone, a passport, a wallet, a pistol and a military dagger.

Dewey's first thought was the pistols, these two guns belonged to the KSK soldiers, and if there was a tracker in them, it would not be a surprise.

He went into the bathroom and disassembled both pistols, all parts were working and it was impossible to attach the trackers.

He also double-checked the dagger to make it look like it was a tracker, but he decided to discard it just in case.

Of the remaining three things, the phone seemed to be the most likely to be tracked, but Dewey knew it was even more unlikely.

This is the mobile phone equipped by the hidden dragon, even if the tall cannon betrays the enemy, the Federal Intelligence Agency has no ability to track it.

Passports and wallets are also impossible, they are all from their original belongings, they have not been left with them, and there is no possibility of being installed with a tracker.

"It seems that this dagger is it, and KSK is too stingy, even a tattered dagger needs to be equipped with a tracker, and when you go out, you will be treated with it."

Dewey put away his dagger and walked out of the bathroom.

"Next, it's time to change clothes, although I don't have the ability of an old donkey, but if you can't catch me, it's no problem."

Dewey came to the men's shoe counter and said to the salesperson, "I'm sorry, my shoes are a little dirty, can I borrow your shoe polish?" ”

"No problem, sir, please use it."

The salesman brought him a shoe polish, and when Dewey made shoe polish, he deliberately wiped a long one on the palm of his left hand, and then thanked him and left.

Dewey took the shoe polish from his hand, wrapped it in a tissue and put it in his pocket, his eyes swept away, and finally stopped at a women's clothing store.

"Well, since you're going to change your costume, let's play big, I'll see how you recognize me!"

He walked in smiling and bought two women's clothes.

Although he was unwilling, for the sake of safety, he had to become a women's clothing boss.

Dewey took out his credit card and was about to swipe it to pay when he suddenly stopped.

"No, I still have a foreign object on me, this is it!"

The credit card was given by Zhang Ning to the old donkey, and it stands to reason that it should be safe, but it is precisely because of security that it is the easiest to ignore.

If this is the case, it means that it is not only Gao Gao who has defected, but even Zhang Ning!

When the salesman saw that Dewey was holding the card and didn't swipe it, he asked, "Sir, do you still want these two clothes?" ”

Dewey came back to his senses and smiled, "I'm sorry, I have something to do now, I'll buy it later." ”

He turned and left, went into the men's clothing store, and bought a men's coat, but paid for in cash.

Dewey took his clothes and went into the bathroom again, smeared all his exposed skin with black shoe polish, and turned into a black man.

There was still one hand left unpainted, and there was a sudden knock on the compartment door.

"Fake, someone!" Dewey scolded.

"Police, open the door." The people outside shouted.

"Oh, Leak!"

Dewey opened the door and said angrily, "What about the police, the police can prevent people from going to the toilet?" ”

The outsider saw Dewey's black face through the crack in the door, took the initiative to push the door shut, and said, "It's okay." Then he went to check out the other cubicles.

Dewey smiled smugly and continued to finish smearing his last hand, before taking out the dagger and slicing the credit card open in the middle.

In order to prevent himself from making a mistake, the one he opened was a credit card belonging to the old donkey.

Sure enough, I guessed correctly, there was a small chip sandwiched between the credit card.

Dewey's eyes narrowed, Zhang Ning really rebelled, no wonder he didn't answer the phone

It's just that he still doesn't know why Zhang Ning didn't notify the Federal Intelligence Bureau of his location last night, and he didn't start to notify until now.

After thinking about it for a long time, Dewey didn't understand the reason, so he pressed it for the time being and called the headquarters.

There were still plainclothes outside, and he didn't speak when the phone was connected, but lightly typed out the Morse code with his fingers to report the situation to headquarters.

After the debriefing, Dewey put on his newly purchased coat and walked out of the bathroom.

At the door of the bathroom, there were two plainclothes standing, vigilantly looking at the people coming and going, but they didn't look at Dewey who came out of it.

With his black face, Dewey was not hindered and swaggered out of the mall.

When he went out, he deliberately bumped into a middle-aged man from the opposite side, raised his hand apologetically to the man, and said, "I'm sorry." ”

"It's okay."

The middle-aged man nodded generously, but he didn't know that when the two collided just now, Dewey had already taken the opportunity to stuff two credit cards into his coat pocket.

"I'll see how you're looking for me this time."

Dewey secretly sneered, flagged down a taxi and left.

On the way, he encountered a road inspection again, but this time Dewey did not get out of the car.

The inspecting policeman looked at the dark-skinned Dewey and waved his hand to the driver, signaling that he could leave.

After reaching the Eastern Side, he never encountered the pursuers of the Federal Intelligence Service again, and Dewey managed to escape from the encirclement.

Just as he entered the East End, a car was forced to stop on a certain street by two cars.

The middle-aged man who was hit by Dewey in the mall angrily opened the car door and shouted, "How are you ......?"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw seven or eight heavily armed soldiers coming down from the two cars, pointing their guns directly at him, shouting: "Lie on the car, hands on your head!" ”

The middle-aged man was frightened, raised his hands and shouted, "Who are you and what are you going to do?" ”

"Less nonsense! Get down on my stomach! ”

One of the soldiers rudely knocked him down and shouted to the others: "Check the trunk!" ”

The remaining soldiers pointed their guns at the trunk before opening it, only to find it empty.

Where have the people gone?

Isn't it supposed to be in this car?

"Plastic masks! He may be disguised! Someone shouted smartly.

The soldiers immediately reached out to pull the middle-aged man's face, but his face was red, and he didn't take off any masks.

In the end, they only found two credit cards from the middle-aged man, one of which had been cut open from the middle with a small chip glued to it.

"Where did this come from?" The soldier asked.

"How do I know where he came from, and I'm going to accuse you?!" The middle-aged man roared angrily.

South Zone, Operational Command.

Schmidt put down the phone and said to Gao Cannon: "It's not Dewey, we found two credit cards from this person, one of which has a location chip, that's why you know his location, right?" ”

Gao Cannon pursed his mouth and muttered, "He actually found out." ”

"Gao, if I'm not mistaken, you have someone else helping you, shouldn't you let him show up?" Schmidt asked.

"Okay, I'll let him come out to see you."

Gao Dacang had no choice but to agree, and secretly gritted his teeth and said: "Made's Xian'er, I originally wanted to cooperate with Zhang Ning to make the big one, so that you can mix it all!" I won't catch you, I won't be a man! ”

Unbeknownst to Dewey, the tall cannon had secretly sworn an oath, he got out of the car at the old donkey's rented dormitory and called Marcus.

"Marcus, how are you there?"

"Du, I'm fine here, nothing out of the ordinary." Marcus happily replied.

"Now listen to me, you get out of there at once, and come to me in Deboer Park." Dewey said.

"What? You say leave? Marcus cried out, "If I go out, I'll die!" ”

"This is not the South District, and it's night again, don't you be timid, okay? I can tell you very clearly that our dwelling has been exposed, and if you don't leave, you won't be able to leave! Dewey deliberately scared him.

When Marcus heard that it had been exposed, he was so frightened that he immediately packed his things.

Dewey hid in the shadows, and saw Marcus, who had wrapped himself tightly in a scarf, running out of the building and running in the direction of Deboer Park.

After two or three minutes, a car on the side of the street started slowly, following him from a distance.

Marcus ran to an intersection and received another call from Dewey: "Don't move, just stand there." ”

"What, standing here?" Marcus asked inexplicably.

"yes, just standing there." Dewey replied.

Marcus didn't know why, and stood at the intersection according to his words.

The car following behind seemed to hesitate and eventually stopped in front of Marcus.

Marcus was startled, thinking that it was Kazuo Yamamoto who had come to arrest him, and almost ran away, but saw the car window lowered, revealing the face of a Chinese man.

"Marcus, get in the car, Dewey asked me to pick you up." The person in the car said.

Marcus wrapped his entire head in a scarf, making it impossible for someone familiar to recognize him.

Seeing that the occupants of the car recognized him and said Dewey's name, he no longer doubted in his heart, and opened the car door to get into the car.

Just then, a black man in an overcoat passed by and bumped into him as he passed, knocking him to the ground.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

The black man turned to apologize, and Marcus didn't want to make a fuss, shook his head and said, "It's okay. ”

As he spoke, he was about to get into the car, when he suddenly saw the black man's hand come out of his pocket, and he held a pistol in his hand.

"It's over! He's the guy Kazuo Yamamoto sent to kill me! ”

Marcus sat down on the ground in fright, but was stunned to see that the gun was not pointed at him, but at the driver of the car, and the black man said in Mandarin: "Don't move, put your hands on the steering wheel." ”

What's going on?

Marcus looked at the black man in bewilderment, and although the gun was not pointed at him, he did not dare to move.

The corners of Zhang Ning's mouth twitched, and he said, "You are Xian'er, right?" I'm Zhang Ning, and the old donkey should have told you. Don't get me wrong, you listen to me and explain to you. ”

"That's right, the old donkey told me, but he didn't tell you that my name is Xian'er, how do you know?"

Dewey smiled and opened the car door, the gun in his hand was always pointed at Zhang Ning, and said, "Now you get out of the car for me!" ”