All morning, Yang Zheng was chatting with the ambassador, drinking tea, and living a leisurely life, but he also determined two things, the country basically agreed with everyone's idea, and the imam also agreed to meet, and after lunch, the ambassador arranged for Yang Zheng to rest in the internal guest house for about an hour.

Two and a half days in the afternoon, Yang Zheng acted as the ambassador's driver, but drove an inconspicuous ordinary car to the gate of the mosque, martial law has not been lifted, the armed personnel in charge of the guard received the order, looked at the license plate number and came up to guide, let the car go to the side passage directly detour to the backyard.

Yang Zhenghe did not want to expose the meeting, and neither did the imams, because the less people knew about this kind of secret consultation, the better, and the armed people around them did not even know who was coming, and they were allowed to leave by looking at the license plates.

The car detoured to the backyard, someone came to guide, heard a designated area, the two got out of the car, the other party made an invitation, the two followed, through a long corridor, through two side halls, to the door of a room, someone came up to search the body, Yang Zheng and the ambassador knew the rules, did not resist.

Soon, someone came out of it and motioned to go in, Yang Zheng and the ambassador walked into the room to see, the imam was lying on the bed sideways, hanging on a drip, his face was very bad, someone moved two round stools and put them on the side of the bed, like a meter or so, this distance is convenient for chatting, signaling Yang Zheng and the ambassador to go over.

The two went over and sat down, and the ambassador, after all, representing the country, took the lead and said: "Dear Imam, it is a great misfortune to hear that you have been attacked by wicked people, are you better?" ”

"Dear friend, did you come with a knife or bread?" The imam asked rhetorically.

"Bread, of course, you know, my country doesn't make knives." The ambassador laughed.

"That is my pleasure, may Allah bless you." The imam whispered.

Yang Zheng quietly glanced at a number of people standing not far behind him, all of them were sturdy, with restrained breath, and they estimated that they were the personal guards of the imam, and they felt it intently, and felt that there were still many people hiding in the surrounding room.

The imam looked at Yang Zheng and said, "Distinguished guest, my children said that you sent that beast, your friendship is as vast as the grassland, may Allah bless you." ”

Speaking, the imam looked at a person, the other party nodded knowingly, took out a lockbox, put it beside Yang Zheng, and then retreated, the imam continued: "Allah does not allow his followers to lie, as the imam of this mosque, I can't lie at all, since the reward order is issued, I must give it to you, my friend, accept it, this is also our friendship." ”

Friendship is much more important than money, if you don't accept it, it is to refuse friendship, Yang Zheng knows that some religions have all kinds of strange theories and opinions, it is not good to refuse, and said politely: "That's my honor." ”

"When you're done talking about private matters, tell me what you're here for." The imam asked calmly.

The ambassador looked at Yang Zheng, and Yang Zheng took over the topic knowingly and said, "Dear Imam, take the liberty of asking, has the murderer who hurt you confessed?" ”

"When the children saw that I didn't wake up, they were angry, and they had already asked him to go to Satan." Imam said.

Yang Zheng reacted as soon as he heard it, the other party didn't know the inside story, and looked around with some fear, and the imam said to the people around him knowingly: "You all go out." ”

The prestige of the imam was very high, and no one opposed it, even if they were worried about the safety of the imam, they left one after another, and at the end of the room there was only one person standing at the head of the bed.

Yang Zheng glanced at the other party and didn't say anything more, the one who could stay at this time must be the absolute henchman of the imam, and continued: "Dear imam, let me show you a video, and you will understand everything." ”

Saying that, Yang Zheng was about to go to his pocket to get the mobile phone, but the person standing at the head of the bed immediately stopped him, came over, took out the mobile phone from Yang Zheng's pocket, and handed it to Yang Zheng after obtaining that there was no danger.

The video is the murderer's admission of his identity, it's very short, but it's enough, as for the rest of the content, of course you can't show it to the imam, the imam's face turned cold after watching the video, and he closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, anyone who knows that the most trusted person around him is an inner ghost will be very angry.

Yang Zheng waited understandingly, and after a while, Imam opened his eyes and asked in a somewhat cold voice, "What is the origin of this WJ Group?" ”

It's a good thing to be angry, Yang Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a deep voice: "They supported the Kuka tribe. ”

For people with great wisdom, one sentence is enough, but saying too much is self-defeating, Imam's face changed again when he heard these words, and his coldness became a little stronger, he didn't speak, obviously thinking about something, Yang Zheng didn't say anything, and waited patiently after exchanging glances with the ambassador.

After a long while, the imam looked at the ambassador and asked, "What do you want?" ”

Yang Zheng secretly praised, he is really a smart person, in a word.

The ambassador controlled his emotions well and said with a smile: "Dear Imam, we only want friendship, if you need help, we have done our best." ”

These words made Yang Zheng's eyes light up, and he sighed, they are all masters, what do you mean as long as friendship? Isn't it just retreating? Yang Zheng has gained some new insights into diplomacy and negotiations.

"May Allah bless you, my friend, and may our friendship be as pure and lofty as the blue sky, I think, we will need your help in many places, please do not refuse when the time comes." Imam said.

"That's my pleasure." The ambassador secretly breathed a sigh of relief and agreed.

"It is also my honor to hear that General Tuta's plan to increase troops has been shelved, for the sake of my country, for the freedom and happiness of the believers of Allah, as an imam, I have the duty to do something, I am afraid there is no time to entertain you with the highest courtesy." The imam said solemnly.

"You're gracious, bless you, my friend." The ambassador said as he stood up.

Yang Zheng saw that the negotiation was over, and he also got up, picked up the lockbox and followed, if he didn't take it, he was afraid of being misunderstood.

Someone came up to lead the way, led the two to the outside, and soon came to the parking position, the two got into the car, Yang Zheng drove away, knowing that out of the mosque and on the city's main road, then said: "Ambassador, it's done?" ”

"Didn't you hear him call me a friend?" The ambassador was in a good mood and said with a smile.

"He knows Tuta is your friend?" Yang Zheng asked curiously.

"Don't you know? The imam also has a secret identity, that is, the biggest intelligence dealer in this country, other countries are uncomfortable, and this country still has secrets that he doesn't know? The ambassador asked rhetorically.

"Also, he has a big voice and has a say in politics?" Yang Zheng asked.

(End of chapter)