A few minutes later, Captain Hossein led two Singaporean Chinese businessmen out of the police station. One of the men even had his arm around Hossein's shoulder. Clearly, they were on good terms with each other.
Along the way, all the police officers greeted Hossein with smiles on their faces. They also cast friendly glances at Jiang Cheng and Xiao Bai. They had assumed that they were their captain's business friends. Little did they know, Hossein felt like dying at that moment. The hand that was pressing down on Hossein's shoulder was hiding a sharp knife. Hossein believed that if he were to cry out for help, the sharp knife would immediately cut his throat and he would die from spraying out blood.
Hossein had not lived long enough. He still had a beautiful wife and a three-year-old child at home. He also had parents that he needed to take care of. If he were to die here in vain, they would starve to death.
Additionally, these two fellows were definitely not ordinary people. After cutting his throat, they would surely be able to run away easily. Now that Allah was on their side, there was no way he would be able to take advantage of them. Hossein did not even have the thought of struggling.
Jiang Cheng and Xiao Bai led Hossein out of the police station. Then, they escorted him into the BMW parked outside. Hossein had been very cooperative all this time, showing no signs of resistance. He quietly sat in the back seat of the BMW. Xiao Bai followed suit and sat in the back, watching him closely.
Jiang Cheng leisurely got into the car and started it. Then, he started the car. Everything appeared very natural. The police officers on duty at the police station did not notice anything amiss. The police officer who was guarding the door for Jiang Cheng was even waving at the BMW.
Four wheels moved much faster than two legs and the car quickly moved out of the police station's perimeter. Jiang Cheng turned the steering wheel and stopped the car. Then, he turned to face Hossein and asked, "Now, you should tell me. Where is that fellow hiding?"
Hossein suddenly felt a cold sensation on his throat. He lowered his head slightly and saw that it was the knife he had used earlier. At this moment, however, the knife was in someone else's hand. However, Hossein was certain of one thing. Regardless of whose hand the knife was in, that person's speed would not be slow. The man beside him would certainly slash his neck before he could even scream for help.
Thus, in order to save his own life, Hossein quickly gave up on the idea of running away. Trembling, he replied, "I said, three kilometers from here, there is an express hotel. Faisal and I usually meet there. Our contact is one-sided. I can only leave him a message at the front desk of the hotel. After he receives my message, he will call me."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng asked, "Then do you have any other way to meet him directly?"
"No, he is very vigilant. Every time there is a job, someone will go to the hotel's front desk and leave him a message. They will also leave their phone number. After reading the message, he will decide whether to accept the job or not. If he accepts the job, he will call the number on the message and they will start discussing the price," Hossein said, shaking his head.
Jiang Cheng instantly felt that things had become difficult. This Faisal was very vigilant. He was determined not to contact the employer directly. Instead, he would use the ancient method of leaving a message. In other words, he could pick the other person's job. No one else could pick him. Even if he were to leave a message, it would depend on whether or not the other party was willing to do it.
However, right now, he and Xiao Bai were both in prison. If they wanted to clear their suspicions, this Faisal was a very important person. As long as they could get the mastermind behind this from him, things would quickly become clear. They would no longer have to run around like a headless fly. As long as they could find Faisal's weakness, things would become very simple.
Jiang Cheng followed Hossein's guidance and found the only four-star express hotel in Aqaba. The hotel's specifications were very high. There were security guards in suits and doormen at the door. The floor was very clean. Jiang Cheng's BMW quickly attracted the doorman's attention. Although there were many high-end cars like BMWs in this place, it was also a symbol of a person's identity.
Jiang Cheng did not let the doorman drive. Instead, he parked the car in the parking lot. Then, he took out a pen and paper, wrote a note and put it in his pocket. When he got out of the car, Jiang Cheng said to Xiao Bai, "Look after him. I will go to the front desk and leave a message. Be careful not to let him run away!"
Xiao Bai nodded and said, "Don't worry. With me here, he can't run away!"
Jiang Cheng was very confident in Xiao Bai's ability. Xiao Bai would never go back on his word. Jiang Cheng locked the car and swaggered into the hotel. Although the doorman was puzzled by Jiang Cheng's action of not stopping the car, he did not dare to say anything. After all, some clients had important information in their cars, as well as cash and other more valuable items. Therefore, some clients would park their cars themselves. It seemed that this Asian man in front of him was the same.
After Jiang Cheng entered the hotel lobby, he went straight to the front desk. The waitresses at the front desk were all hired from abroad with high salaries. Because many of the locals were believers of Islam, women were not allowed to go out to work without their husbands' permission. The hotel had also taken this into consideration, so they hired many beautiful women with excellent business skills and good looks from abroad to work in Jordan.
The beautiful woman at the front desk was from Croatia. She smiled sweetly at Jiang Cheng and said, "Welcome, sir. Are you checking in? Do you have a reservation? "
"No, I'm here to leave a message for a Mr. Faisal." Jiang Cheng said with a smile and took out the note that he had just written in advance from his pocket.
The beautiful woman at the front desk responded quickly. She immediately smiled and said, "Okay, sir. It will cost 100 dollars to leave a message for Mr. Faisal!"
When Jiang Cheng heard this, he immediately cursed in his heart. This f * cking hotel girl looked pretty, but how could she be so unscrupulous? It was a hundred dollars, just to leave a message for someone.
However, since he wanted to find Faisal, he could not save money. Jiang Cheng generously took out 100 dollars from his pocket and handed it to the lady at the front desk. He also handed the note to the beautiful woman at the front desk. The beautiful woman smiled and thanked Jiang Cheng for the tip. After that, there was nothing else.
Jiang Cheng saw that the beautiful woman at the front desk would not be able to get anything out of her, so he turned around and returned to the car. Jiang Cheng did not write anything on the note. He only wrote a phone number and a sentence. It said that he was introduced by Hossein. The phone number was a new number that Jiang Cheng had bought in Egypt. He had long thrown away his domestic phone number. That thing could locate him. Who knows when someone would be able to track him down.
Jiang Cheng was betting. He was betting that the person who bought Faisal was a Chinese. Shangguan Yunlong's words were most likely right. Someone in the upper echelons was betraying the interests of the country for their own interests. And Faisal was probably bought by that person.
In any case, all Jiang Cheng could do now was wait.
Jiang Cheng got into the car with Xiao Bai and the kidnapped Hossein out of the hotel. They checked in at a small hotel opposite the four-star hotel. Jiang Cheng got a standard room. Then, the two men escorted Hossein into the room. Jiang Cheng believed that Faisal would call him after a while.
After entering the room, Xiao Bai quickly began to load the equipment. It was an M200 sniper rifle that he had gotten from Ahamed. Xiao Bai quickly assembled the gun and aimed at the window. From here, Xiao Bai could clearly see everything going on in the opposite hotel.
Jiang Cheng put Hossein on the sofa and said to him, "When Faisal calls later, help me take a look at the window and see which one is him. Do you understand?"
Hossein's eyes widened and he said, "Impossible! How could he appear here?"
Jiang Cheng smiled evilly and said, "Don't we still have you here? I believe that he will be very willing to do the job you introduced, right? "
Hossein stopped talking. He was so angry that his beard almost curled up. These two men were too evil. They actually wanted him to trick Faisal here. Didn't they know that as disciples of Allah, they would not betray their own brothers?
This man clearly wanted to use him, but he had no choice but to cooperate with him. However, if Faisal really came later and the two of them failed to kill him, Faisal would definitely come for revenge in the future. Wouldn't that put his family in danger?
However, if he did not agree, how was he going to get through this? Did he really have to let these two despicable Singaporeans shoot him in the head? This was obviously very hard to accept. After a long time, Hossein nodded helplessly.
Jiang Cheng was very satisfied with Hossein's performance. As long as he was there, it would not be difficult to frame Faisal.
Time passed by. For the entire afternoon, Jiang Cheng's phone did not ring. After another hour, the sky began to turn dark. Jiang Cheng asked the hotel service to send dinner directly to the guest room. After the three of them had a quick meal, they waited endlessly.
After another half an hour, the sky was completely dark. Jiang Cheng's mood began to become more and more anxious. Could it be that Faisal did not receive his message? Or is he already on guard? Impossible. I used an Egyptian phone number and Hossein's name to leave a message. Logically speaking, he should not have rejected it.
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