Kapitel 93: Dexter, make friends
"There are..." Peter Gayev was stunned for a moment before he replied, "Mr. Ding, do you want it?"Ding Ze heard it, hey, it seemed to be a play, and he was excited at once, "Yes!"
Peter Gayev: ". ..."
What does this guy want to do?
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like you want to collect tanks!
"Mr. Ding, let me ask, do you want a tank?" Peter Gayev felt it necessary to ask clearly.
"Of course it's a gun," Ding Ze replied with a brilliant smile.
Peter Gayev, ". .... Who did you shoot at?
"Whoever hits me, I will shoot at whoever!" Ding Ze returned.
'Well, this guy is really a madman!' Peter Gayev said silently and hesitated for a moment, "Mr. Ding, tanks in the city are actually of little use..."
After Peter Gayev finished speaking, Ding Ze heard that Peter Gayev didn't want to help get the tank.
How does this work?
Tanks are a must.
So, after Peter Gayev finished his words, Ding Ze immediately lost his smile and asked calmly, "Mr. Gayev, what I want is what I want. Can you help me get the tank?"
See the situation.
Thump.
Andre immediately panicked and felt that the atmosphere suddenly became soome.
Peter Gayev didn't panic much, but Ding Ze, who was not smiling like this, was still slightly numb on his scalp.
One second later.
"Can!" Peter Gayev didn't dare to talk any more nonsense. He nodded and gave a positive reply. "However, the tank must not be shipped to the United States as a whole. If Mr. Ding wants, the tank has to be dismantled and transported in the form of parts. When the parts are shipped here, I will arrange some professionals to come from Russia and then assemble the tank. Get up."
"After such a set of operation, the cost will be higher."
It's just money.
Ding Ze smiled again, "No problem. Money is a small matter. Just do as you said. I want twelve tanks and more shells, at least a few hundred rounds."
Peter Gayev: "..."
Twelve tanks? Hundreds of shells?
What is this madman going to do?
Forget it.
Peter Gayev didn't want to think about it again, "Okay, it will take a while."
"Yes, you can contact John about this later," Ding Ze said.
Since hearing Ding Ze say the word tank, Abruch didn't say anything. At this moment, when he heard his name, he nodded helplessly to Peter Gayev.
Seeing the helplessness on Abruch's face, Peter Gayev suddenly felt that Abruch was a little pitiful and followed such a crazy boss.
Ding Ze said again at this time, "Well, let's settle the matter of tanks. Now let's talk about another thing. In order to ensure the smooth operation in Mexico, I need a large amount of arms."
"Originally, I planned to buy this batch of arms in the United States and find a way to transport it."
"Now that I have met Mr. Gayev, I think it should be much simpler."
"Can Mr. Gayev arrange it?"
It's just arms.
Peter Gayev nodded directly without hesitation, "No problem. The whole country of Mexico is full of holes. I can handle it. How much arms do you want?
"Guns, bullets, grenades, let's have a boat."
"Okay," Peter Gayev readily agreed.
"Thank you. You'd better deal with John in terms of expenses."
"Okay."
So far.
That's all.
The four continued to eat and drink.
After eating and drinking enough, Ding Ze and Abrucci got up and said goodbye.
After leaving the restaurant, Ding Ze planned to go for a walk and eat, and Abruc needed to arrange for Ding Ze to attend the charity dinner in the evening, so the two parted ways and worked on their own affairs.
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Ding Ze walked for a while and had nothing to do. With an idea, he stopped a taxi and went to Dexter Morgan's house.
When he first arrived in Miami, he turned around Miami and naturally found the apartment where Dexter Morgan lived.
However, I had to be busy before and didn't do anything.
Now, if you are a little idle, let's make friends with Dexter.
About half an hour later.
When he got to the place, Ding Ze got out of the car and naturally walked calmly to the apartment.
At this time in the afternoon, Dexter should be working at the Miami Police Department, and maybe he is still looking for the next target to be chopped.
However, it is also a little possible that he is in the apartment at this time.
Therefore, just in case, after walking to the floor where Dexter's apartment was located, Ding Ze slowed down a little and lowered his footsteps a little.
Soon, I arrived at the door of Dexter's apartment.
Ding Ze raised his hand and knocked gently on the door.
Well, there is no response.
Then go straight in.
Ding Ze had no ink. He decisively took out the unlocking tool he had been carrying with him from his pocket. Wow, he opened the door.
The door is so open.
Familiar with the incomparable scene, just put it in front of you.
"It's really untrue," Ding Ze smiled and said to himself. Then he raised his foot and went in and closed the door.
Enter the house.
Ding Ze began to stroll.
Truth.
Because he has seen the play Bloodthirsty Forensic Doctor many times, he is basically familiar with everything in this room.
He was familiar with it and walked, and he also had the feeling of wandering around at home.
That's interesting.
I walked around.
Ding Ze walked to the core of the whole house, that is, in front of the wall-mounted air conditioner in the living room. Then, he reached out took off the air conditioner shell and took out the dark red wooden box hidden in it.
The wooden box is still a little heavy.
Holding the wooden box, Ding Ze sat on the sofa and gently put the wooden box on the coffee table before opening it.
Open it and have a look.
There are already dozens of blood tablets in it.
A piece of blood represents a dead person.
There are dozens of people.
"What a sinful guy," Ding Ze joked with a smile. Then, he looked at the blood tablets a little more, got up and went to Dexter's desk, found a pen and paper, and wrote a line: make a friend, call me, xxxx.
Write it down, put the note in the wooden box containing blood, then put the wooden box back into the air conditioner, cover the air conditioner, and Ding Ze went out.
Come to the corridor.
This apartment is near the sea, and it's really by the sea.
Standing in the corridor and looking into the distance, the scenery is really good.
Ding Ze looked at it quietly for a while and had no idea of buying an apartment here.
There is no reason for it.
Dexter is a real psychopath.
Although you can get in touch and have some fun, it is not appropriate to live so close.
After all, who knows when Dexter will think he is a threat and want to fight with him.
He really doesn't want to kill Dexter.
It would be so boring if there was no Dexter in Miami.
Ding Ze thought, raised his foot and left, and then walked around.
(End of this chapter)
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