"Now tell , where’s the white box you used to track , and what happens if you find with that box?"
Miles pointed to the car, speaking weakly, "It’s on the back seat. Once it’s near you, the white box itself won’t react, but it will send a signal to the receiving device, emitting a beeping alarm. The closer it is to you, the louder the sound becos. I think the beeps are probably deafening the guys monitoring by now..."
"You can’t monitor in real-ti?"
"We can, it’s just a headset, also in the car... but there can be many receiving terminals."
Yang Yi leaned over to look in the car, spotted a large black backpack, and reached out to pull it out.
It was indeed heavy, weighing at least over thirty pounds. Opening the backpack, there was indeed that familiar white box inside.
Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief. The reason he took the risk to capture soone alive was because he feared there was a mole in the Organization of Water betraying his whereabouts.
For any Spy Organization, having a traitor inside is the most terrifying and unacceptable thing. Yang Yi feared there might still be a mole in the Organization of Water, and he wasn’t willing to accept this reality, especially since the most suspected mole this ti was Annastasia.
Yang Yi really couldn’t accept Annastasia as the mole, so he fought desperately to find out the truth. Now it was clear, albeit risky, that Annastasia was cleared of suspicion.
Yang Yi felt relieved. He wasn’t afraid of coincidences—the only thing that would an his luck was bad—but it didn’t an he was betrayed. Having bad luck is manageable, but being betrayed is truly heart-wrenching.
He lifted his hand and fired two shots at the white box. This thing was just like an antenna, sending and receiving signals, and once damaged, it loses its function.
After shooting the white box, Yang Yi stood up and looked at the two people on the ground.
"If you want to kill us, just do it quickly. If not, then leave quickly; we’re in a hurry to call an ambulance. As for you saying you’re innocent, of course, I won’t believe it, but I’ll definitely help relay your words. Damn, this is unlucky; we’re going to be caught by the Spanish police. Thinking about it, I’d rather die; why don’t you just kill ? Otherwise, get lost, get lost!"
The one nad John was a grumbler, shot in both legs, and still had the mind to complain there.
Yang Yi shrugged and said, "Good luck to you, rember what I said."
Yang Yi backed away a few steps, and once he was behind his car and safe from gunfire, he reached through the car window to grab his bag, then turned around and started running.
He had sothing on him that could send out signals, but it didn’t always emit signals, so despite thorough checks with various instrunts, nothing was found.
Yang Yi recalled the small particle hidden in his bone, which was implanted by Aaron when he was injured. That ant both he and Anton, as well as Xiao Ran, probably had it too.
But the issue was that Yang Yi had already checked with X-rays and found nothing unusual on his body.
However, thinking about it carefully, it’s also premature to draw conclusions. After all, if there’s sothing tiny hidden inside, just visually examining an X-ray might not necessarily detect it.
So, where could this thing be hidden?
Yang Yi felt surely tense as he was on the run, and now in Madrid causing quite a stir. CIA agents would rush in at any mont. If he couldn’t find and eliminate the potential threat on him, he wouldn’t even be able to sleep.
Thinking it over, it seed like teeth might be a suitable spot to hide things.
Why think of teeth? Because bones are enclosed in flesh. Unless through surgery, the Grey-cloaked People wouldn’t have much chance to secretly stash sothing on Yang Yi’s bones without being discovered.
Teeth were different.
In nurous high-risk missions where success needed to be ensured at the cost of life, operatives would indeed hide a lethal poison capsule in their teeth, one that, if bitten, would imdiately cause death. This isn’t standard practice, but it does happen.
So naturally, Yang Yi thought of his teeth.
But then, Europeans are really lazy, and Spain being part of the PIIGS countries is because among Spaniards, there are even more lazy people.
Yang Yi couldn’t stay in Madrid for too long, but it was now past midnight, and throughout Madrid, or even the whole of Spain, no dental clinic would definitely be open, nor would any hospital’s dental departnt be open.
And Yang Yi really didn’t want to pull all his teeth out, not that he had the ability to do so anyway.
What to do...
Yang Yi quickly thought of a thod, and this thod would work in any place in the world where there are Chinese people.
Spanish dentists wouldn’t work at night or work overti, but Chinese dentists certainly would.
Well, of course, go to Chinatown.
Luckily, there is a Chinatown in Madrid.
NICOLAS SANCHEZ Street is densely populated with Chinese; where there are Chinese, there will definitely be Chinese clinics, and naturally, there will be dental clinics too.
Yang Yi stole a car again; even though it was Chinatown, the dental clinic would be closed at this ti, but that’s okay. For Chinese people, any doctor, unless with an especially bad temper, would get up at night for an ergency, no problem, as long as the money is right, which is one factor, and another is that ingrained mindset of healing the wounded and rescuing the dying in Chinese doctors.
Yang Yi found an Ake Clinic, with the dental clinic’s sign written in both Chinese and Spanish. When there’s a Chinese sign, it’s the right place.
The best part was, the sign also had a phone number.
Yang Yi imdiately made a call. Although it rang for a long ti, the call eventually got connected.
"It’s one o’clock in the morning, even if you have an ergency, you should call tomorrow. I..."
"I have a toothache, handle it for now, and I’ll give you... five thousand Euros, as long as you can stop my tooth from hurting, I’ll give you five thousand Euros."
You can’t go overboard when offering money. Blurting out tens of thousands could scare people off. However, after glancing at the posted fee standards outside the clinic, Yang Yi changed the original plan from one thousand Euros to five thousand Euros.
"Can’t you just take a painkiller? Co back tomorrow. I’m not staying at the clinic anymore..."
Dentists anywhere are high-inco earners. Yang Yi promptly said, "Ten thousand Euros, cash, I’ll pay you to handle it, and I’ll give you the money upfront. I’m not joking; I have money! And now, only you in the whole of Madrid can open for !"
"Ten thousand... okay, wait for . You’ll need to wait half an hour; I’m staying a bit far now. You really aren’t joking or playing a prank?"
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