Peter Lee made a mistake. When he heard that someone had called the police, he made a mistake of empiricism. He thought that the new caller would be like the biker girl, the grumpy veteran, and others. As long as he gave the order, the security guards would quickly find the caller in the nearby woods.
However, from day to night, they didn't even see a hair of the person who reported the crime, let alone a shadow of the person who reported the crime … Well, that wasn't right. They did find a towel that had been thrown away, but they couldn't determine who it belonged to.
If he had known this would happen, he would have chosen to calm the police officer down and wait for the police car to arrive and the police officer to show himself. Then, he would have ordered his men to arrest the police officer. However, doing so in front of the police was somewhat troublesome because not all the local police officers would bow down to him. So, he chose a more direct method. He did not expect the police officer to escape.
He only heard from the police informant that the caller was called Jeff, and his accent did not sound like a local. He immediately thought of the Jeff he had met in San Francisco.
Jeff was a very common name, but he did not believe in coincidences.
In the final stages of the desert trip, Zhang Zian had caused him a lot of trouble. Some of them were known to him, and some were speculated afterwards. There might be some that he did not know or did not expect.
In any case, the desert trip was a complete failure. He was willing to admit defeat, but he thought that Zhang Zian only played a small role in the failure. The main reason was that he did not expect the ground to collapse from the continuous explosions and the mysterious attack in the golden pyramid.
He did not want to retaliate against Zhang Zian, mainly because he did not want to enter China. China was not as lenient to him and his organization as the United States was. He did not expect Zhang Zian to come to the United States.
So, the Jeff who called the police was most likely Zhang Zian.
It was just that Peter Lee could not understand how Zhang Zian had escaped. In front of so many security guards and two Dobermans, he had disappeared like a ghost without a trace.
He was not afraid that Zhang Zian would call the police. Anyway, it would be treated as a false alarm. He was only worried that it would alert the FBI, which was beyond his control. So, he had to catch Zhang Zian as soon as possible. He could not let the news spread out of the forest.
He had focused his search on the forest on the side of the slaughterhouse's main entrance because only there could see his men subduing the Mexican with a Taser … Was there a problem with the direction of the search? But other than that …
He suddenly thought of the drone that had played a big role in the desert trip, and his heart suddenly turned cold.
At that time, he and his men also wanted to bring the drone into Egypt, but they were stopped by Egyptian customs. The expedition team, on the other hand, had the official endorsement of Binhai University, so they had successfully brought the drone in, and Zhang Zian had been operating it.
If it was a drone, that would explain it.
During the day, he did not think about it and did not look up at the sky at all. If he had taken one more look, he would have either caught Zhang Zian or at least forced Zhang Zian to abandon the plane and escape.
He would wait until tomorrow. As soon as the sun rose, he would readjust the direction of his search. He had to catch Zhang Zian tomorrow.
What was even more unexpected was that Zhang Zian had dared to return to the slaughterhouse again.
The view of the slaughterhouse at night was completely different from the view during the day.
Zhang Zian looked down at his phone. There was no signal or internet connection. It seemed that Peter Lee had shut down or interfered with the slaughterhouse's telecommunications base station to prevent him from calling the police again.
What a pity. He had originally planned to upload the video recorded by the drone to the internet. Maybe it would have attracted attention. If he had uploaded the video instead of calling the police during the day, the situation might have changed. But it was too late for regrets.
Currently, there were about four security guards in the slaughterhouse, all near the entrance. Two were guarding outside, and the other two were patrolling inside. If anything happened, they could take care of each other. Their hands were on the Taser guns on their waists, and they looked around vigilantly. The main entrance was the most heavily guarded area of the slaughterhouse. If they wanted to break in directly, they would have to drive a truck, but Zhang Zian did not have a car.
As for the other areas of the slaughterhouse, although there were no security guards patrolling, the various lighting measures made every location as bright as day. There were no blind spots, and the constantly moving surveillance cameras indicated that there was at least one security guard in the monitoring room. Under such circumstances, the security guards in the monitoring room could not slack off or slack off.
The biggest problem was the high-voltage electric fence that was about three meters tall. This was the reason why the security guards dared to come out in full force.
Even super spies in movies would have a hard time dealing with such a situation.
Seeing the situation, the elfins all shook their heads. They thought that it was unrealistic to go in and save people. Even someone as optimistic as Vladimir felt that it was not a good idea to attack directly. It was best to distract the enemy and make some noise outside to lure the security guards out.
However, the security guards were not fools. They might not be fooled, and doing so would expose the fact that Zhang Zian was nearby. As long as the four security guards stuck to their posts and got in touch with the security guards in the forest through the walkie-talkie, Zhang Zian would not be able to escape.
Zhang Zian nodded to the elfins, indicating that he would not act recklessly. He told them not to worry. If he did not have a certain amount of confidence, he would not do something suicidal.
He sympathized with Mike, Megan, and Fernando, but he had never met them before, or only met them once. If he could save them, he would. If he couldn't, then there was nothing he could do. It was not worth risking his life for them.
After a while, the rustling sound of something being dragged across the lawn came from the forest.
Zhang Zian and the elfins turned around and saw Famous running out of the darkness with a coil of wire in its mouth.
When it ran in front of him, it opened its mouth, and the wire fell to the ground.
"There are a few more coils over there. If they are useful, I will go and bring them over," it said.
Zhang Zian picked up the wire and used the light from the slaughterhouse to measure the thickness and weight of the wire.
It was a coil of thin wire. It did not need a thick wire to power the surveillance camera. That was good. If it was too thick, it would be useless.
"No need. This is enough. You should rest."
The elfins stared at him to see what he was going to do with the coil of wire, and if it could turn something rotten into something magical.
They did not expect him to lie down and rest. He put his hands behind his head, picked up the monocular night vision device, and put it on one eye. Through the green field of vision, he observed the dark clouds in the night sky.
"What are you doing?" Fina could not help but ask, "Is it time to rest?"
Zhang Zian muttered to himself, "If you want to defeat the special forces, you should attack with fire. Everything is ready, except for the east wind."
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