From arms dealer to king of war

When De Bruyne met Qiao Jia in a French restaurant, he happened to see off the black Aunt Zhao who insisted on paying the bill with AA.

The French restaurants in Yakoma are surprisingly good. Although there is no foie gras and caviar, the pizza and fried steak made by the big-nosed chef are surprisingly good.

Seasoned with black pepper, rose salt, and a little rosemary to enhance the flavor, the tender and juicy steak does not melt in your mouth, but it tastes really good.

Dorian was full of praise for Big Nose's skill at frying steak, but he was extremely disgusted by the fruit pizza.

Qiao Jia was in a very good mood at the moment. He had just finalized an investment inspection invitation with Aunt Zhao. It was the time when everything was pleasing to his eyes.

Faced with Dorian's complaints, Qiao Jia picked up a thin slice of fruit pizza roll and took a bite.

It's indeed delicious, but I don't know why Dorian, an Italian, thinks fruit pizza is heresy?

Just when he was about to ask why, Sanderson and the others escorted De Bruyne into the restaurant.

The moment the restaurant door opened, Ayu, who was sitting at the door, stood up.

The terrifying size and the power created by his appearance made the surrounding diners lower their heads subconsciously.

Seeing the restaurant owner looking at Ayyu, showing a cowering look, Qiao Jia smiled and waved his hand for Ayyu to sit down, then took out a handwritten business card and handed it to the restaurant owner, and whispered in his ear Said: "I am an agent of the Special Investigation Department of the Ministry of National Defense of Congo. You can call the number above at any time to check my identity with the Ministry of National Defense.

I was on official duty. People from the Belgian Consolidated Mining Group were suspected of providing arms to the terrorist Boykin and at the same time using slaves to mine gold.

I'll borrow your place to chat with that gentleman, so I won't disturb anyone else. "

The little restaurant owner who looked a bit like Mr. Bean almost had his eyes popping out. Looking at Qiao Jia's face, he couldn't imagine that this was a Congolese agent. Are there such things as agents in Congo?

However, although this gentleman is Asian, the pistol on his waist and the weapons exposed by his men who lifted their shirts cannot be faked.

The boss pinched his nose and nodded, then turned around and comforted the frightened diners, while quietly sneaking into the bar and dialing the number on the business card.

The phone call is real!

Although the identity of the agent was made up, the operator of the Congolese Ministry of National Defense actually recognized it and emphasized the need to cooperate with the actions of his agent and the need to keep it confidential.

The restaurant owner looked at Qiao Jia and the others shouting loudly. He couldn't figure out how to keep this thing secret, so he slipped into the duty room, destroyed all today's surveillance records, and let the surveillance cameras take a break. Then he straightened his expression, walked out again and stood at the door, rejecting the new guests in a reserved and polite manner.

De Bruyne was already frightened because Sanderson also directed him to call the Congolese Ministry of Defense and confirmed that he might be accused of arms smuggling at any time and thrown into a Congolese prison.

De Bruyne, who has worked in Congo for several years, is very sure that he and his staff will not last long there. It is better to simply die outside than to be imprisoned in Congo.

Now seeing that Sanderson's boss is actually a Chinese, this gives De Bruyne an even more terrifying association, so he is particularly scared now.

Gioga looked at the pale De Bruyne, stretched out his hand to signal, and invited him to sit down at a corner booth.

De Bruyne was sitting on the leather bench, twisting his body as if there were nails under his buttocks, and the sweat on his forehead was pouring out like a tap open.

Qiao Jia smiled and was not in a hurry to speak. He waved to Nice, who was asking the big-nosed chef for advice on how to fry steak, and said: "Give our Mr. De Bruyne a glass of ice water, he needs to calm down."

After speaking, Qiao Jia didn't say anything, just folded his arms and leaned on his seat, looking at De Bruyne who was acting like a needle felt, with a bit of cat and mouse banter in his eyes.

Qiaojia, who had a clear idea, found that as long as he did not do anything excessive, in a place like Congo and Central Africa, there was no problem at all in doing whatever he wanted and not avoiding others.

Just like he said he was an agent of the Congolese Ministry of Defense, Deputy Minister Ngila could also arrange for an operator to confirm his identity. Even if the express delivery here was not developed, it would not be impossible to print a certificate for him and send it over. .

What the dead Browne and Boykin did together would be a capital offense anywhere.

As the person who had been stolen from, he really couldn't afford to secretly ask for compensation.

All investments of the Belgian Consolidated Mining Group in the Congo are over because their general manager is a bastard who murders, kidnaps, and uses slave labor, and would be condemned anywhere in the world.

If your Yakoma branch is like this, can other branches be good?

Congo's top leaders are currently meeting to discuss whether to directly confiscate the assets of Belgium's United Mining, or to cooperate with Choga's timeline to detain all Belgian staff in Congo and negotiate with the Belgian government.

There are no greenhorns in mining. In the past, it was just because they had to take care of the investment environment and were afraid of scaring investors away, so the Congolese people turned a blind eye to some things and really had to find faults. Congolese mine owners have Every one of them has to sit through the bottom of the prison.

Now that they have taken the opportunity, the infrastructure projects and mining equipment completed by the United Mining Group, as well as the mines they paid for, will return to the embrace of the Congolese.

This is a business with huge figures, but it has nothing to do with Qiao Jia. What he wants is to get his things back, get a compensation at the same time, and finally reverse the order of time so that what happened here is presented in the He looks completely different when in front of other people.

De Bruyne took the ice water and drank it in large gulps, then looked at Qiao Jia opposite and swallowed his saliva, and said nervously: "Sir, what exactly do you need me to do?

If you want the gold that belongs to you in our company's warehouse, then as long as you have Browne's key, I can help you open it.

Don't hurt me and my guys, we don't know anything about what Browne did. "

As he spoke, De Bruyne glanced at Gioga's half-smiling expression. He lowered his head and hesitated for a few seconds, and then said painfully: "Okay, I know one thing. I helped Browne smuggle a batch of arms from the country. , handed over to a rebel named Boykin.

But I really don't know what he would do with those weapons. Really, I don't know, and my guy doesn't know anything.

Sir, they are all dedicated security guards and they should not be thrown in jail. "

After hearing this, Qiao Jia smiled nonchalantly and said, "I don't have much objection to you, and I won't accuse you just because you smuggled some weapons. Although your purchasing skills are average, in fact you do count as mine. Half a peer.

I believe you have nothing to do with that fat bald man stealing gold, because you are not with him, but two damn mercenaries.

United Mining Group's investment in the Congo is over, and so are you.

The only difference now is whether you are going to stay here and be detained by the local Congolese Defense Forces, or whether I will send you to Kinshasa and let you be interrogated there.

Let me remind you, there is a huge difference..."

De Bruyne certainly knows the difference. Kinshasa will at least be supervised by the international community.

Here, a white man who slaughters and uses black slaves will be torn to pieces by the Congolese Defense Forces.

Black guys are more tolerant of people of the same skin color in this kind of thing, but towards white people, they either behave more humbly or behave extremely cruelly.

Iacoma's Defense Forces must be the latter!

De Bruyne, who had figured everything out, nodded decisively for the sake of his own life and that of his guys: "Sir, whatever you want, as long as I can do it, I will fully cooperate with you."

Qiao Jia listened, nodded and said: "Originally, my plan was to kill all of you, and then get back my gold and compensation.

Then we will receive your alarm, and then join forces with the Congolese Defense Forces to destroy Boykin. While eliminating this cancer, we will also discover his dirty deeds with your boss Braune. "

As he spoke, Qiao Jia looked at De Bruyne, who was like a ghost, and said with a smile: "Don't look at me like that. I'm just reversing the order. It won't hinder the outcome of the matter. You should understand that it is the easiest way for me to kill you all." !

But then I discovered that doing so would make me like Boykin.

And I'm in a great mood right now, so I'll give you another option.

You give me all the gold and platinum in the warehouse, and then my men will launch a raid at night to 'rob' the goods.

At this time, you can notify the French Foreign Legion and go with them to Boykin's camp to visit the 'relics' there and the horrific evidence.

You can then turn around and cooperate with the Congolese government, accuse your former boss, and plead not guilty.

If you agree, I guarantee that you and your teammates will receive very high-end treatment in Kinshasa...

Oh, I will provide you with a kilogram of platinum as a reward. You must carry it with you and keep it.

1000 grams of platinum, 40,000 euros, well, it should be enough to compensate for my apology to you.

A lot of people have died in the past two days. I really don’t want to kill people randomly anymore.

You will meet my request, right? "

Browne swallowed hard, knowing that he had no choice at all.

He had seen from the photos given by Sanderson before that Boykin and Browne were dead, and Boykin's camp was in ruins.

The man in front of him just wanted the gold and platinum in the warehouse. He simply changed the order of things and made everything reasonable.

He took the gold and platinum, and the Congolese Defense Forces were alerted and chased Boykin and killed all of Boykin's men.

Then under the witness of the extrajudicial corps, they discovered evidence of crime, and the Belgian United Mining Group will be severely punished for this...

As long as De Bruyne is willing to cooperate, as one of the discoverers of the crime, he can stand on the witness stand as the discoverer, not as the one accused. This is too important to him.

As for that kilogram of platinum...

This is just an additional insurance policy purchased by the man in front of him. Once he shows any signs of being uncooperative, these platinums will instantly change his identity.

Even if he returns to China and the Congolese government cannot catch him, the people of the United Mining Group will not let him go.

There is no need to take action at all, as long as the law and the media are used, he can die socially in an instant, and then slowly rot in prison under the condemnation of all Belgians.

Gioga watched De Bruyne nod vigorously in agreement with his plan. He smiled and stretched out his hand to shake him hard and said: "I just learned a truth today, which is to unite all forces that can be united.

It felt good to do it for the first time and it definitely made a lot of things easier.

I'm glad you made the right decision and saved your life and that of your companions. "

As he spoke, Qiao Jia glanced at his watch and said with a smile: "We still have a little time. At this time tomorrow, the Congolese Ministry of National Defense will issue an announcement, and you will become a hero who exposes evil!

You will return to your country with honor and wealth, no need to be embarrassed, and no need to worry that we will disturb your family life.

Because those evil things are real and you are indeed doing good things! ! "