In the car, Dalton continued to ask Evans: "You are obviously not a retired teacher, tell me why those people were killing you?"
"You can't help my family. If you don't take them away, why don't you just let me go." Evans said stubbornly while still there.
They had just relaxed for a minute, and Ston Butch reported to the headquarters: "Headquarters, we are now leaving the airport, are the safe houses ready?"
"Yes, but we can't detain him for too long, because South Africa has intervened in this firefight. The other party wants to take him back to ask questions." Sinclair explained to them.
But Dalton said reluctantly: "I have the final say when he will be let go."
"After our in-depth investigation, it turned out that Evans was born in South Africa and applied to become a British citizen 20 years ago, but it was strange that he could not find any records of his early Johannesburg. There were no medical examination records or employment records. It seemed that he was not safe and did not exist."
Sinclair reports to Dalton.
Long Zhan drove the car and found something was wrong.
"Michael!" Long Zhan shouted to Ston Butch.
"I saw that there was an enemy attack at six o'clock." Ston Butch reacted surprisingly quickly. When he heard Long Zhan call him, he immediately saw a motorcycle following their car from the inner rearview mirror.
"Let him down, let him down." Long Zhan said to Dalton.
Dalton pressed Evans down.
Ston Butch was holding a gun and preparing to shoot the man on the motorcycle.
The motorcycle did not shoot directly, but instead held the magnetic bomb and wanted to stick it to Long Zhan's car.
Long Zhan experienced this magnetic bomb last time and looked familiar.
So he made a big turn and accelerated, so that the other party could not stick to him.
"Mr. Evans, Matlock doesn't want to kill you. Who is this person?" Long Zhan asked him.
Then Long Zhan drifted his car.
The acceleration directly exceeded the previous cars, and then crossed them and drove into a small road.
After driving in, he immediately stopped horizontally to the middle of the road so that Ston Butch could shoot the opponent.
Ston Butch jumped over with a shot and hit the opponent's helmet.
The other party fell directly to the ground.
Only then did they successfully get rid of their pursuit.
Dalton returned to headquarters.
The local airport director of Cape Town found Branch 20.
Very dissatisfied with their behavior.
Reim explained to him:
"Mr. Dreer, we fully understand the Minister's concerns, but our detention of Evans is completely legal."
“As a British citizen, he specifically seeks asylum from us,” Sinclair also explained.
"We cannot tolerate you going to fire on the highway at our airport, and an immigration officer died because of you." Minister Drell was unhappy to scold the executives of Division 20.
But Dalton would not accept their blame, she continued to explain:
"We deeply regret this, but Mr. Evans knows that we are investigating important information about the case."
"The kidnapping of his family should be investigated by the police, and what does this have to do with Mr. Evans, the missing nuclear original you investigated?" Dreyer asked them again.
"We can't draw conclusions yet," Dalton said truthfully.
"This is one of the conditions for us to unify you here. All progress of the investigation must be reported to me personally. Accept my conditions and release Mr. Evans immediately, or wait for the court's judgment."
Minister Drell saw that he could not give up on them, so he had to use his power to suppress them.
"He is just a puppet, who is the mastermind behind the scenes?" Dalton asked Sinclair after he left.
......
The old man who had a deal with Matlock was busy thinking about his own affairs at home and his daughter at home.
At this time, his daughter expressed her point to him.
"As long as you want to get something, you will always find a way, but if you don't want it, you will always find an excuse. We are tired of all the excuses found by politicians and businessmen, and excuse them for their inability to solve them. Poverty, disease, livelihoods, etc. We say 'enough.' Because there is always a way to solve the problem. What do you think?"
She asked her father with anticipation.
Her father was stunned for a moment. Maybe he didn't listen carefully because he was also thinking about the problem. But in order not to discourage his daughter's interest, he casually said:
“Excellent.”
Her daughter was not happy with her father's answer.
Because she knew his father didn't say it sincerely.
Her father saw his daughter's unhappiness.
So he pretended to be excited and said again: "It's so wonderful, great."
Seeing his father answering so positively, the daughter smiled and said, "This is the theme of our meeting at this Kampala. 'Find a way, don't make excuses.' If the opponent dares to block our way, we can also use this to give them a fatal blow."
"Well, you should have asked us to send at least one person at the conference at the foundation headquarters in Johannesburg," said my father.
"Then you go. I can't leave here." said the daughter.
"I have to supervise the weapons scrapping project! I started in Rwanda and he is more influential. Dad, don't worry, no matter how good I do, my reputation cannot beat you."
The daughter acted coquettishly to her father.
......
Another old man was in a pediatric hospital, holding a computer to search for information.
He seemed to know someone was coming to him.
Or have already contacted in advance.
He deliberately sent the children away and said that he would hide the cat with the children, and he counted down to find them.
So the children actually ran into the room.
“1.2.3….”
Then he was searching for some information about the core elements on the computer.
Soon, he saw a girl wearing a white T-shirt and a hat coming in at the gate, carrying a courier.
The girl shouted to him: "John Devers. Your courier."
When Devers saw her, she asked strangely: "What's going on? How did you come in? The express delivery was signed directly by the doorman."
As soon as he finished speaking, the woman directly shot Divers to death.
Finally, he shot him another shot on the forehead.
This woman is the woman who pretends to be a flight attendant at the airport.
The marksmanship is very accurate, and after being beaten to death, he goes out.
In fact, the guard had been beaten to death by her long ago.
This case immediately aroused the attention of Branch No. 20.
They began to investigate.
"His name is John Devers, and he is a pediatrician of Stellenbosch and was killed this morning." Reim reported to everyone.
"Like Evans, the record of Devers 20 years ago cannot be found," said Sinclair.
Chapter completed!