Chapter 176 Encounter at the airport
Chapter 176 [Airport Encounter] It must be said that the airport in Hanoi is still very beautiful.
This is a new airport that has just been built. After all, it is the capital airport of a country. It is said that the airport in Hanoi can accommodate four million tourists at a cost of up to 100 million US dollars.
We stopped a taxi from Xialong Bay and went straight to the airport. It was late at night when we arrived.
I bought the earliest plane ticket at the airport for a direct flight to Canada.
But the plane can't take off until the early morning, which is a veritable "red-eyed flight".
Ciro and I found a cafe in the airport and sat down to take a break.
When I went to the toilet halfway, I took out the paper ball that the fat man finally gave me.
It's not that I can't trust Ciro and deliberately hide it from him.
I absolutely trust my brother Ciro! But the fat man quietly gave this thing to me. Naturally, there is a reason for the fat man to do so.
I locked myself in a small cubicle in the bathroom, sat on the flush toilet, and then carefully unfolded the paper ball.
This is a letter.
The handwriting is a little hasty: "The big circle now is no longer the big circle of the year.
Xiao Wu, take care of yourself.
Now that you are outside, you can choose by yourself. Maybe you can choose a plane from Hanoi. The world is so big that you can go!" I was stunned, silently read the note again, and then sat there with an indescribable feeling in my heart.
Recalling what the fat man said to me on the deck of the ship, "Don't go Tiger's old way."
Now look at the note in your hand, the meaning of the words is almost out! It seems that the fat man is also very dissatisfied with some things about the eighth master.
He doesn't always hate traitors for Tiger's end, but more or less sad... He told me not to go back to Canada.
Take advantage of people outside, go out anywhere, and then leave the *** in Canada! I was about to throw away the note when I saw the handwriting on the back and took a simple glance.
found that there are several numbers on it, and a small line of handwriting below: "Airport storage box."
I stood up, took out the lighter, burned the note to ashes, and then threw it into the toilet. Watching the smoke slowly rise, I flushed the water, and then pushed the door out.
A staff member of the airport came in just outside. He looked at me and seemed to smell the smoke in the air.
He hesitated for a moment and politely said to me in English, "Sir, please don't smoke in the bathroom. There is a smoking room not far from the left."
I smiled at him and came out.
I was a little confused, but after thinking about it, I went straight to the storage box at the airport.
Along the sign above my head, I quickly walked to the right corner of the airport lobby, where there are several rows of storage boxes.
If you are happy, this kind of storage box is specially prepared for some passengers.
A variety of items are stored for a fee, which can be stored for a long time.
As long as you are willing to pay for it.
I looked at the staff next to me. They were two young girls.
A major feature of Hanoi Airport is that many airport staff here wear Vietnamese national costumes, especially girls, who are all dressed in Vietnamese ethnic shirts. This kind of clothes are a bit like Chinese cheongsam, but the split is very high.
Until the waist... But unfortunately, they are wearing trousers underneath.
In a whole, this kind of cut local style can reflect people's figure.
Two good young girls smiled at me, and I smiled, and then walked to rows of storage boxes to find the number left by the fat man.
This is a password box. I pressed the password above and snapped.
The box was opened and there was a small leather bag inside.
I looked left and right, then took out my leather bag and closed the box.
When I walked to the front, two machine-staff girls suddenly stopped me.
"Sir."
One of them spoke English. Although it was a little stiff, I could understand: "Please leave the ticket on the bag. We need to register."
I was stunned for a moment, and I saw a small sticker pasted on the leather bag, with a line of code on it.
I smiled, tore it off and gave it to the staff.
When I walked to no one's place, I pinched the leather bag. There didn't seem to be many things in it. It seemed to be a pile of things.
My heart moved and found a Bailuo. I just gently opened a corner, glanced at it quickly, and quickly zipped up.
dollars!! There is a stack of US dollars in this small leather bag. From the visual inspection, this stack should be a full 10,000 US dollars.
Why do fat people store $10,000 in cash in places like airports? I know that, generally speaking, this kind of storage box at the airport is only charged according to the number of days.
If it is stored for a long time, you need to pay a fixed amount to the airport.
Only some tourists with a lot of luggage will temporarily store some things that do not need to be carried at the airport... But I immediately thought of the answer: this cash is probably stored here by fat people for emergency use! The main job associated with fat people is to help people run away! And the cunning of the fat man's character... To be honest, I suspect that this fat man may have this kind of reserve emergency cash stored in many large airports in Southeast Asia! There are unexpected things in the weather, and it is inevitable that everyone will encounter the time when it is unlucky.
Especially for those who walk in the underworld, it is inevitable that they need to run when they are in danger. Most of the time, they run in a hurry, and it is also very troublesome not to carry enough tolls.
Obviously, the fat man is a cunning rabbit with three caves... No, he is more than "three caves"! If... in the major airports in Southeast Asia, fat people have made such a storage box... then this is a big deal! No wonder fat people are so proficient in running away! But... I really don't go back to Canada according to Fatty's advice? Obviously not! I know that Fatty is very disappointed with the Eighth Master's behavior through this Tiger incident, because I have a friendship with him. At the beginning, he also introduced me to Canada, but now I'm afraid he regret it.
So I was advised to leave.
But can I leave? I smiled and sighed secretly in my heart: Fatty, you still don't know me enough... If... If Xiao Wu is willing to live that kind of wandering life, why did I have to cross the sea to Canada for the rest of my life? If I am willing to find a place to hide like a mouse for the rest of my life... then the oath I made at the beginning.
Is it just a fart? Isn't Canada a paradise? It's really not! But even if it's hell... Isn't it just right for me? I pinched the money in the bag.
I am naturally grateful for the kindness of the fat man, but I can't help but go back... Moreover, Qiaoqiao is still waiting for me in the repair yard! Even if it's not for anything else, how can I leave Qiao Qiao there? After thinking about it, I'm going to put the money back.
But when I went back to the storage box, I turned around again.
Just because I see that someone is going through the storage procedures... All stored items must be checked! Although the staff will not open your box and look through it, there is that kind of X-ray.
If they find out, there are so many dollars in cash in my bag.
It will definitely cause trouble.
Obviously, the lockers at the airport can't be stored anywhere... Otherwise, wouldn't it be too easy for terrorists to hide a bomb here? Originally, the fat man could put 10,000 dollars here, I'm afraid it's also because he has a special way.
I don't have the ability of a fat man. After thinking about it, I can only keep the money with me.
Although I am grateful for the kindness of the fat man, I will not follow the fat man's advice.
I went back to the cafe and saw Ciro sitting there in a daze.
"Why did you go there for so long?"
Ciro saw me.
was relieved: "I thought you had fallen into the toilet."
I smiled and said, "Nothing, I wandered around casually."
Sit down again for a while.
Seeing that it was almost time, Ciro and I got up and went to the security check.
I was a little hesitant during the security check. After all, I brought 10,000 dollars with me.
So I bought a few books and magazines, put them in my bag, big and small, and put them together with the money. The security check was very easy to pass.
As for the gun... we have already thrown it on the fat man's boat.
We rested in the waiting room for a few hours and finally waited until the boarding began.
Ciro and I slowly lined up in the back.
There are not many passengers on the midnight flight.
We are on a plane of a North American airline.
When I was queuing up, my heart suddenly moved. I suddenly remembered that I saw the staff at the airport and the Vietnamese national costumes worn by those girls. I was so happy that the clothes were very similar to cheongsam. They were quite beautiful. I remembered that Qiaoqiao was still waiting for me at home.
I was on the whim.
decided to buy a set as a gift for Jojo.
At least go out once and go back to offer some offerings to Miss Qiao. As soon as Miss Qiao is happy, I will have a better life in the future.
Thinking of this, I looked at the time. There are still ten minutes left. There is a Vietnamese folk souvenir shop less than 20 meters on the left.
It happened to be our turn to board the plane. I asked Ciro to go in first, and I told him that I wanted to buy something back for my friend.
Ciro immediately became immeaning, smiled at me, and then went in with the boarding pass.
I turned around and walked quickly to the folk souvenir shop.
Time was running out. I quickly ran there and happened to see a dress hanging in the store, which was the style I wanted.
I pointed out to the staff inside, and then communicated with him in English.
But it's a pity that the staff's English is very poor. It took me a lot of words, and he didn't understand what I meant until he drew pictures.
Just as he turned around to get me my clothes, I casually looked at some handicrafts around me, as well as horn combs and so on. I picked up and took a look and whistled boringly... Suddenly, there was a figure reflected on the glass of the counter next to me... The figure quickly walked away from me. After that, my heart moved! I actually know this man! It's the female killer under Tiger... that ** woman!