Chapter 166 Send Yourself Over

"It is worthy of being the maritime hub of Asia. It has a rich variety of food, from all over the world."

Only one day after leaving the isolated island, Mo Zhou and Da Huang had already appeared in Ma Go East Asia in the Asia area.

Logically speaking, the cherry blossoms should be closer, but I am afraid that they are already targeting me, and there is nothing interesting to do, so I don't want to go through it.

I came here to try my luck to see if I can find anomalies, and to relax while purchasing experimental materials.

"Woof woof!"

Mo Zhou was enjoying the ribs and seafood in front of him when Dahuang beside him suddenly screamed a few times.

"You're saying that the food here tastes good, and you want to take some back to Beni and the others?"

"Woof!"

Dahuang nodded, picked up the fork with his paws, inserted a piece of steak into his mouth, and showed a rather anthropomorphic expression of enjoyment on his face.

It can only be said that as long as any creature has a cultural concept, it will always form corresponding habits.

This also depends on Beni's translation ability.

Without its ability, it would be very difficult to communicate across races, let alone teach a cat and a dog to do this.

In fact, it was a good thing it was a private room, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to let Dahuang serve on the table, as it would have been too conspicuous.

"Since the food feels good, I'll take the cook back later."

"Woof!"

"Do business first, remember to remind me before you leave."

"Woof!"

After the meal, Mo Zhou did not go directly to the research institute and several breeding farms that he learned about when he fell asleep in the middle of the night yesterday. Instead, he took rhubarb to a hotel and knocked on the door of a room.

"Which one?"

A slightly alert voice sounded in the room, and Mo Zhou said in a relatively familiar Yinglun dialect:

"Fish seller, I heard that you have a boat here, and I can help you carry the goods."

"Sorry friend, I don't remember anyone I know selling fish."

"Really, that's a pity. I probably went to the wrong door. Henry told me that you were the right one."

After saying that, Mo Zhou was still waiting at the door. After a while, a man with a big nose and a face full of freckles opened the door and said with a smile:

"It's incredible that he is Henry's friend. Please forgive my bad memory."

Although the man had a smile on his face, it was just a formulaic expression.

After the man closed the door, his smile completely disappeared. He glanced at Dahuang beside Mo Zhou and said:

“My friend, to be honest, it is not a wise choice to bring a dog to discuss business;

And you came here alone. If it weren't for this dog, you would look more like bait for the police;

Finally, you are still a Yanguo native. Oh my God, how could Henry introduce a boy like you here.

But I decided to trust him once and hope you can give me the right price. "

It is still a formulaic way to find faults and seize the initiative, so as to exaggerate risks and raise prices.

It's just that this time the man seemed to really distrust Mo Zhou because he was really casual.

But he still poured a cup of tea for Mo Zhou and cut a cigar for him himself.

This is a professional gang that is mainly responsible for helping people transport some "goods" that are difficult to leave the country. It is commonly known as "fish delivery" on the other side.

As for Henry, he is a broker in their circle, responsible for introducing customers online and offline, but he does not appear in person.

Previously, the other party should have confirmed Mo Zhou's identity through the cat's eye.

This is not confirmed through photos, after all, no one wants to leak information before the transaction.

Different gangs have their own rules. For example, the brokers will frequently change their requirements for customers as passwords.

For example, Mo Zhou had already put away a pair of rimless glasses, took off a necklace without any pendants, and a local brooch pinned to his chest.

As for whether someone will pretend to be someone else, that's Henry's business. As collaborators, the two parties naturally need to bear each other's risks.

If someone can really follow a line to find this place, it can only mean that there is a problem with the confidentiality and screening work at the front end of the business. By then, the big-nosed man in front of him will tell everyone on this boat.

And the real customer who was supposed to come to trade this time happened to be a Yan Yi, and he had already been dealt with by Mo Zhou before the meal.

Looking at the cigar handed to him, he frowned:

"Sorry, I'm not used to cigars. Let's talk business."

This is also a test by the other party, because the rightful owner does not have the habit of smoking cigars.

He suspected that this might be information Henry had specifically obtained when screening clients.

If he really accepts this cigarette, the business will collapse, and he will have no choice but to kill the other party.

"Okay, Henry said you are going to transport a batch of antiques and animals?"

This is something that the original owner needs to leave the country. Most countries have protective measures for cultural relics and some rare species and prohibit exports.

"That's right, the things are ready. You just need to be responsible for picking up the goods and transporting them out."

"As for the price..."

The two negotiated for a while, and then Mo Zhou went out, bringing a few wads of banknotes with him.

This is not the price of delivery, but is given to this group of people individually, commonly known as tip.

The type of delivery, deposit, time, and location have all been negotiated online, and Mo Zhou is only responsible for the connections.

And this is also to prevent someone from rashly replacing him, but he doesn't care about this.

All he needs is an experienced gang with a boat to help him get his stuff to the island.

It's easier to outsource this trouble than to erase all traces yourself.

Later, Mo Zhou took Rhubarb to visit several medical and biological industry research institutes, as well as several breeding farms.

The next night, he packed his things in a warehouse and sent them to a truck arranged by the other party.

The goods they sent to the car were not the goods specified by the original owner. He had already destroyed those things in the warehouse and sealed them with his own experimental materials.

In the car, the big-nosed man said doubtfully:

"Man, your goods don't look normal. Are the animals inside dead?"

Mo Zhou smiled and thought:

"It's not because I'm afraid they'll be too tormented, so I have to give them some anesthetic and then release them on the boat."

"Then I'll start with my ugly words. The problem of loss of living bodies needs to be borne by you. As the delivery person accompanying you, you should be aware of this."

"That's natural."

Half an hour later, the truck stopped at the shore, and a group of people began to help unload and load the ship.

In order to better store live animals, the cabins have been illegally modified to increase space utilization and ensure the safety of the cargo.

This group of experienced personnel quickly discovered something was wrong. There was obviously something wrong with the weight of the box and the screams of the creatures inside!

"Friend, there seems to be something wrong with your goods. I hate people lying to me."

With a livid face, the big-nosed man pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Mo Zhou's head. Several people around him quickly stepped forward to subdue him at any time.

At the same time, someone sent the cargo box to the scanner inside the ship, looked at the screen and screamed:

"Shet! There's someone in what this guy is transporting!"

"Asshole, tie him up! I'm going to hang this kid down and feed him to the fish!"

Everyone immediately stepped forward, only to find that the Yanguo man in front of them suddenly turned into a stream of water. A pair of invisible hands picked them up and threw them into the boat.

Big Nose was stunned in place, his brain seemed to be shut down, but he still subconsciously pulled the trigger!

Bang!

The majestic power of thought had already gathered in front of him, and the bullet gradually slowed down in mid-air, and finally got stuck in front of Mo Zhou!

"I'm sorry for deceiving you, my friend, but now I have to work hard for you to send this batch of goods out together with yourself."