After a few minutes, the door on the side of the driver of the police car also opened, and a short man came down, wearing a winter suit, and returned to the trailer with the big man.

"If you don't mind, can you open the rear compartment a bit?" This time it was the short man who shone a flashlight into the car, and after seeing the curtain behind Hong Tao, he asked Pavey, who was sitting in the driver's seat.

"Open the curtain, Tao, move slowly, don't panic." Harrison turned back to Hong Tao and said.

"Nima, how unlucky is it that I am always unlucky! What if these two plainclothes policemen see your collection and pull out their guns and kill me! Hong Tao slowly turned around, pulled one side of the curtain, and slowly opened the curtain as Harrison said, while quietly cursing Harrison in his heart.

As soon as the curtain was halfway opened, the hands of the two plainclothes policemen had already reached into their jackets, Hong Tao's little heart twitched, and the curtain forgot to continue to open.

"Please get out of the car, move slowly, and put your hands where I can see." The short, plainclothes policeman shone a flashlight at the people in the car, took a step back, and then ordered loudly.

Hong Tao felt that his actions of getting out of the car could be described in slow motion frame by frame, and finally dragged his right leg out of the car door, and he found that his hands had been quietly raised to his shoulders without knowing when he was in the road, did he still have the potential to be a prisoner?

At this time, the sky was just a little dark, and there were small snowflakes in the sky, and two plainclothes policemen asked Hong Tao and the three of them to stand facing the car door, and then one stood a few meters away with a flashlight, and the other began to search his body.

The first person to be searched was Hong Tao, the short plainclothes policeman not only carefully groped Hong Tao's pockets, belts, armpits, and calves, but also took a few handfuls under his crotch, so painful that Hong Tao almost screamed, but fortunately, Hong Tao had nothing suspicious on him.

The second person to be searched was Harrison, a handsome old man who was not only in an arsenal in his car. He also had a lot of bits and pieces on his body. In addition to the big revolver more than a foot long, there were also two big daggers pinned to his trouser legs and belt, and whenever something was searched by the policeman, Hong Tao felt a sudden stabbing pain in his back, as if he had been shot.

Because Harrison had too many things on him, the plainclothes policeman went back and searched Hong Tao a second time after searching Pavey, and only after confirming that he really didn't have any weapons on his body did he allow the three people to turn around.

What followed was a lengthy check-in time, as two plainclothes police officers used the radio system they were carrying to transmit each of Harrison's IDs and gun numbers back to their police station or department. Then wait for the information to be confirmed. Harrison and Pavey were both calmer, and although Hong Tao had been trying to make himself appear calmer, his legs began to twist involuntarily whenever he saw the hand of the tall plainclothes policeman reaching into his jacket.

The inspection and verification of vehicles, guns, and documents here is not yet over, and two more police cars drove in the distance, and it seems that these two plainclothes policemen are still not very worried about the three people in front of them, so they specially called for support to come.

Seven police officers in police uniforms and non-police uniforms surrounded the Harrison trailer, but they did not speak ill of each other from beginning to end, and they spoke more politely. At least calmly, at the end of the review, a young police officer and Harrison had a lively discussion about the use of a certain type of gun in his collection, and it seemed that he was also a gun owner. He was very envious and jealous of Harrison's gear, but he didn't hate.

After more than half an hour of tossing back and forth, Harrison's gear was finally confirmed to be completely legitimate, and nothing suspicious was found in the trailer or RV. Hong Tao and the three of them were finally allowed to continue on the road after re-tying and fixing the two skis hanging on the back of the RV.

"See, that's bullshit democracy. If you had a gun with you, we'd have to spend the night at the police station. When he was back on the road, Harrison said indignantly, that although he had nothing to lose, he was still haunted by the sudden search.

"Be content, if the police see that your weapons in this carriage are also hairy, the efficiency of the people is high enough, and the attitude is good, and they don't deliberately make things difficult for us." Hong Tao was very, very satisfied with this result, although it was a little scary at first, but the process and the result opened his eyes, it turned out that the powerful agency can also deal with these unexpected situations so rationally and peacefully, if you still complain, then you won't live after you return to China.

"I have to pay thousands of dollars a year for my hobby, and it's not what they give me, it's what I deserve! Of course, there is also your credit here, if you are not a foreigner, if you don't look like our Indian friends, I guess it won't be so troublesome, hahaha! Harrison smiled and pointed at Hong Tao for Pavey to see.

"I also think you look a lot like Austen's kids, you both have straight black hair and black eyes." Pavey also deliberately glanced at Hong Tao from the rearview mirror a few times, and then agreed with Harrison's statement.

"Actually, in the eyes of us Asians, you white people look alike, and it's hard to tell who is British, who is German, who is American, who is Canadian. They all have curly yellow hair, gray-green eyes, and a big high nose. Hong Tao didn't suffer at all, and immediately fought back with words.

"Ha Lu Ha I don't look like an American, Pavey is more like, especially his figure, Americans are big fat." Harrison wasn't angry at all, and he started joking with Pavey again.

The road is getting more and more desolate, many times on the dozens of kilometers of the road only Hong Tao and their car are running alone, countless lakes, bridges, and woods are left behind, and then there are almost identical lakes, bridges, and woods in front of them, endlessly.

On the evening of the second day of departure, Hong Tao finally arrived at the destination of the expedition, Piwonac, after 25 hours of travel in Harrison's trailer.

According to Hong Tao's calculations, this Piwonac is at most a village, and the scale of more than 600 people may not even rank among the big villages in China, but such a small village in the wilderness of northern Ontario actually has a small airport and a commercial street only a few dozen meters long.

Boss Liu and Austin they live in the only hotel at the entrance of the commercial street, this hotel has a total of more than 20 rooms, is a 2-story small building, basically all made of logs and planks, the wealthy Boss Liu has the entire second floor of the 7 rooms all enclosed, this is not that he wants to show off his financial resources, but there are only 2 bathrooms on the second floor, if you don't wrap it up, you have to share the bathroom with others, which is what Liu Xiaomei's big beauty can't bear.

When they arrived, there was not a single tourist except for their group, on the one hand, this season was really not a good time to go out, and on the other hand, because the Indians were holding various protest marches, although no violence was used, most of the tourists also avoided these Indian reservations.

The rooms in this small hotel are not bad, in Hong Tao's opinion, most of the hardware is enough for 3-star standards, especially in the case of ice and snow outside, it can provide enough heating and hot water, it is not easy.

Since you have a room, don't live in the car, as for Liu Xiaomei's cleanliness, it doesn't matter, let's not live on the 2nd floor, anyway, the downstairs rooms are empty.

The owner of this inn is also an Indian, and an elderly couple with their two sons and daughter-in-law run the only inn within a radius of several hundred miles. Their clothing was markedly different from that of the Austens, less Westernized, and some of their own ethnic clothing features were retained, which was even more evident in the elderly couple. (To be continued......)