I Really Didn’t Want To Make A Lot Of Money

The night in Bambe did not cool down as the woman at the front desk of the hotel said. The heat that enveloped the earth at night seemed to become more boring as the night darkened.

What's worse is that there is no wind at all right now, and the air seems to freeze. Open the windows for ventilation, and only mosquitoes and various flying insects came in, as well as the bright moonlight.

Chen Ling couldn't sleep over and over, and simply stood by the window, watching the sparse lights of Bambe, and listening to the singing of frogs and insects outside.

Senegal is an agricultural country, and there are farmland outside the main streets of Bambe. After the sun goes down, under the dim lights, people who have been busy for a day bring the streets one last time every day, and then the whole city is like giving way to creatures that are not seen during the day, becoming quiet and lively.

It's just different today. Mrs. Volo does not welcome rally events, but the influence of internationally renowned events cannot be underestimated. Bambe has attracted many foreigners to watch the games.

After watching the game, they either drove away before dark, or simply stayed in Bambe overnight. Some service industry bosses aimed at business opportunities and prepared lighting and drinks early to welcome the blushing but ashamed audiences who were stimulated by the roar of the engine.

There are many more places where you can drink cold beer than where you can take a hot bath.

As a result, Chen Ling heard the sounds of nature nearby, as well as fast-paced African music in the distance, mixed with occasional bursts of laughter.

From where he was, Chen Ling could see the restaurant where he was eating stewed fish dishes. The door was closed and only a fluorescent lamp was on.

According to the restaurant owner, Mrs. Volo is the main person in Bambe’s life. But obviously not all Mrs. Volo resisted the rally with practical actions like the restaurant owner; a part of Mrs. Volo is taking advantage of the opportunity of the rally to make money.

Under the impact of modern civilization, no matter how old and conservative ethnic groups are, it is difficult to resist the trend of diversification. Maybe people will take the initiative to put ethnic labels on themselves, but they can tear them off and put them aside at any time, and put them on again when needed.

The story of Mrs. Volo’s royal family, I am afraid that only the descendants of the royal family are still passing on word of mouth, and I hope that one day the glory of the year can be reproduced.

However, not all ancestors who were once wealthy will leave heirlooms to their descendants; or, even if they left a huge amount of wealth, they have been defeated.

Bill and others have not returned yet.

The law and order in Senegal is much better than that in Mali. The racing route is near Bambe, and they all go by car. There should be no safety problems.

Chen Ling didn't worry about their safety, but he began to consider whether it was a good idea for him to come with the survey team this time.

Chen Ling didn't understand railway engineering technology, so it could be said that he came to visit the mountains and rivers; he didn't have a plan, just to follow the survey team.

Those who really do things are engineers from CR and technicians from Chansrail. They have clear work goals and schedule requirements. They are on a business trip.

Therefore, Bill can go out and play at will, wandering out at night, it is not a big problem; but those who go out with Bill will continue to work tomorrow, and they will go all the way in the field to test physical and mental strength. .

Moreover, according to He Chaoxu's arrangement, tonight I had to work overtime to sort out the daytime survey data, but now it can only be a waste.

Chen Ling was convinced that his own tourists had affected the normal survey work. He Chaoxu, they must know, but it's not easy to say it to Chen Ling.

In fact, if Chen Ling does not come, He Chaoxu himself does not have to come for this survey. He came more to accompany Chen Ling.

Chen Ling decided that tomorrow he would be divided into two groups, one for work and one for play.

Chen Ling immediately left the room and went to discuss with He Chaoxu.

He Chaoxu agreed with Chen Ling's idea of ​​splitting into two paths, but worried about Chen Ling's subsequent board and lodging and safety.

Chen Ling assured him and said, "Abin and Bill are both old Africans, and we also have local drivers and security guards. The most important thing is that we carry enough cash with us."

He Chaoxu thought about it, thought it made sense, and agreed.

"In order not to affect tomorrow's work, I will get them all back." Chen Ling took the initiative to find someone.

He went to knock on François' door, but no one responded.

Going downstairs to the front desk, the staff was replaced by a young guy who was watching the rally report on TV.

Today, trucks, cars and motorcycles are crossing the railway one after another. Some accidents occurred in the process. Many vehicles have tire problems. Some vehicles even rolled on the spot, causing deaths.

The news reports that this phenomenon is not normal, and this problem should not occur when crossing the railway. It is likely that there is a special situation on the railway track. Several Oriental faces appeared on the screen, including men and women, all wearing racing suits.

"Why only interview motorcyclists? I want to watch truck drivers!" The young man complained that the TV interview was unreasonable.

Chen Ling glanced at the TV and asked the young man if he saw the tall and sturdy white man go out. The young man shook his head: "I just came here and didn't notice. Today Bambé is very lively. He might be out to play."

"Where will he go to play?"

"You go out and turn left and walk a few hundred meters along this road. They are all playing there."

Chen Ling looked at the direction of his finger, which was the same as the direction of the music just now.

After exiting the solid wood door of the Bambe Hotel, he saw a convoy approaching and stopped at the door of the hotel. François, with a serious expression, pushed the door.

"Mr. Chen!" François said, "I went out to find Bill, but I didn't find it."

Chen Ling looked at the almost empty street, frowned and asked, "Did you see anyone else?"

"I didn't see it. Bill's cell phone is connected, but no one answers it," François said. "I have asked the security personnel to search for it."

Chen Ling noticed that he was holding the phone in his hand and his waist was bulging. He should be wearing a weapon.

"Have you ever found the place where music is played?" Chen Ling asked.

François nodded and said: "There are just a few bars and restaurants in Bambe. I have been there and I haven't seen Bill and the others. The car they drove has never come back."

Chen Ling calculated it silently, two cars and eight people disappeared.

"Where do you think they will go?"

François shrugged and said, "I think I have looked for all the places I should look for, restaurants, bars, hotels..."

"Have you ever found that fat policeman?" Chen Ling asked, "It seems that the one named Anthony was in the restaurant in the afternoon. He and Bill were in the same car to watch the rally."

"This is the problem." François said with his hands on his hips and his right hand leaning against the bulge. police."

This is terrible news!

"Is it the same person?" Chen Ling asked.

"There are no photos. Except for the common point of obesity, it is impossible to confirm whether they are the same person." François said, "We should be alert early. The name Anthony is not like a Senegalese name."

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