48 Hours a Day

Chapter 391: Meet Me at Mary's Cafe

“Are we going to do something a little too much?” Philip was worried as he ran.

“Ah... how's that going too far?” Waldo asked, in order to go to that toilet in good faith, he stuffed a lot of things in his stomach with his scalp when he was obviously full, but he could not be seen that he had eaten too much, he could only hold on, he felt not too strong when walking, when he ran, he felt his entire stomach shaking, the whole person was held up straight white eyes.

“Anyway, Lu always saved me and Giustina from the casino guys, and he knew Edward, what if he really wanted to help? ”

“Z says the enemy is too powerful, we can't take any risks now, don't worry, he won't be in any danger, the cops will soon find out that he is wrong, he is not a fugitive... all we have to do now is get out of here before all this happens. ”

Waldo said as he pushed open the door at hand.

“Wait, that's the second floor.” Philip cautioned.

“Second floor, really? I feel like we've been running for a long time.” Waldo scratched his head.

“That's because you've been in the attic too long. It's time to exercise. ”

“Okay.”

They ran all the way to the parking lot and jumped into the car.

“Faster, faster, faster, faster!!!” Waldo urged, looking back constantly.

But even so, Philip put on his seat belt, adjusted his mirror, and looked around to make sure no one was around before starting the engine.

“Really?! At a time like this?” Waldo's face is incredible.

“Sorry, I'm used to it.” Philip apologized while stepping on the throttle and driving the car to the parking lot door, paying for it with both hands and feet, while rejecting the staff change and leaving the parking lot the first time.

It wasn't until it got further and further away from the department store that Waldo was relieved and paralyzed in the passenger seat.

“Whoa, that's close. We're finally out of this trouble. Want a victory round? ”

“No, I don't want to.” Philip shook his head.

But despite that, he reached out and clapped his hands with Waldo, and he was emotional, "These days have been more exciting than my life for more than two decades. By the way, contact the magicians and tell them we've escaped. ”

“Okay.” Waldo said as he took out his phone, but I didn't think he'd dialed yet, and his phone rang first.

“Whose phone? ”

“Uh... it's a little boy, and she stays at the end, taking care of the ending, mainly cleaning up the trail over there in the elevator and surveillance room.” Waldo pressed the answer as he spoke.

On the other side of the phone, however, was Zhang Heng's voice, “Meet me at Mary's Cafe in 15 minutes. ”

Zhang Heng simply hung up the phone without giving Waldo time to answer and ask questions.

In less than ten minutes, Zhang Heng did see the white Mercedes-Benz in front of the cafe, while soon another elevator repair company car parked in the vicinity, walking down the top two people, along with Philip and Waldo.

Zhang Heng said to the girl with the small body and baseball cap, but dressed as a boy. “Let's go. ”

The latter hummed and tried to get his arm out of his hand, but it didn't work.

Although he had some psychological preparation, he was put aside and Zhang Heng was not in a very good mood at this time. Especially in order to escape, he had to electrocute a security guard with the defibrillator in his hand.

As for Philip and Waldo's escape, he didn't pay much attention, the two thought they were doing it in secret enough, but in fact, the covert eye contact they had with the baseball cap girl after entering the mall didn't hide Zhang Heng's eyes.

After experiencing a copy of the black sail, Zhang Heng seemed to have nothing to commend.

Therefore, Zhang Heng was not too anxious after losing the trace of Philip and Waldo. After dumping the chaser behind her, Zhang Heng followed her after the baseball cap girl left the mall. At the same time, she put the defibrillator against her waist as she crossed the street and other red and green lights, and then contacted Waldo smoothly with her cell phone.

Now both sides sit down again at Mary's Cafe.

And this time Zhang Heng can finally talk openly with the team behind Waldo.

“Are you their leader?” Zhang Heng stared at the middle-aged man with an artistic ponytail in front of him.

“No, you seem to have misunderstood something. We don't have a chief, we're just a loose organization. In fact, we all have our own jobs and lives. We're usually busy, there's hardly any intersection, and a lot of them only met in this operation.” The latter said, "so you can think of us as an interest group, my oldest, and if you're really looking for a chief or something, that's me. ”

“What you do is not what the interest group can do.” Zhang Hengdao, “why did the guards and plainclothes suddenly attack me? ”

“Because we used some means to mislead them into thinking you were some sort of online fugitive.” Horsetail Man, “I'm sorry, according to Waldo, your hands are very good, they usually have no way out, so we have to do this. ”

“You hacked into the police system? ”

“It doesn't have to be that much trouble, it just needs to be disguised as a police call the person in charge of the mall to convince him that there really is a wanted person on his property.” The Horsetail Man explains, "quite simply, some operators call variable business-related platforms a rule loophole.

“This is a service that the operator could offer to facilitate commercial needs by displaying different numbers to different people, but because of a loophole in the rules, you can also use this service, disguised as a police, fire or bank call or text message. Of course, this service is only open to certain customers and requires a few small means, in addition to the legitimate rental of a small switchboard business, you can modify certain fields of the IAM message for ISUP signaling, or you can achieve the same purpose. ”

Horsetail man doesn't explain, but Zhang Heng is still a fog after the explanation, but he probably knows who these people are, “Are you all computer experts? ”

“Well, although each of us is good at it in different directions, we're pretty much the best. ”

“Even wrap her up?” Zhang Heng pointed at the baseball cap girl he had previously pinched.

“That's right, little boy, she's one of our communications experts. ”