Chapter 286: Mr. Control, Mo Jingshen

The middle-aged man with scars gave Ji Nuan a cold look again, turned his head and gave a few words in Cambodian, and a few people in the wooden house suddenly rushed out and went outside to investigate the situation.

A few minutes later, those people ran in. Obviously, the people here are not all Cambodians, most of them are gangs from all over the world. When they came in, the words they said were sometimes mixed with Cambodian Khmer. , sometimes mixed with some not particularly fluent English.

But Ji Nuan probably heard that these people called the middle-aged man with scars as Ajibu, and it was a very respectful tone. It seems that this Ajibu is the boss of this gang, and even if it is not the boss, he must be a veteran. .

Those sometimes mixed English let her finally hear some clues.

"It was the nearby fishermen who went hunting in the forest, stepped on the minefield, and was blown away, so the alarm was sounded just now. Those people from the XI base outside the dense forest have not moved yet."

Ajibu's face was sullen, and he ignored the person who came in to report just now, and turned to look at the two tall and one short people who came in: "Is this woman caught by you?"

Two people, one tall and one short, responded respectfully: "Yes."

Ajibu was displeased and frowned: "What's going on?"

The short fat man hurriedly said: "This woman was not with the people from the XI base, but was sneaking around the Tonle Sap Lake. We suspected that there was something wrong with her, so we knocked her out and brought her back."

"The XI base never allows women to enter. Have you checked her intentions? Where did you send them?"

The short fat man was embarrassed, he hesitated for a long time before saying: "It looks like a tourist from the village near the Tonle Sap Lake. There have been many tourists from all over Cambodia in the past two years. This woman looks white and has nothing on her body. , there is no way it has anything to do with the XI base, it may be caught by us by mistake..."

Ajibu snorted coldly, bent over and sat on the chair, glanced at Ji Nuan again, frowned, and asked the old woman a few words in Cambodian.

After the old woman held Ji Nuan and said a few more words to him, he was suspicious of Ji Nuan being dumb, and still had a bad look, and suddenly ordered a cold voice, and suddenly someone came over to take care of him. Ji Nuan dragged it away and took it out.

The result of taking it out is a body search!

Those dark men with thick hands and feet dragged her into a tent, and they were about to tear her clothes. Ji Nuan was startled and began to struggle desperately. The old woman walked in at this time, gave them a few glances, and said After the sentence, those talents withdrew unwillingly.

The old woman came over and searched Ji Nuan herself. After she was checked from the inside out, the old woman gave her another look with satisfaction, helped her put on her clothes, and untied the rope in her hand. .

Ji Nuan's hands and feet were completely free, but she couldn't rush out in such a place. Intuitively, the old woman seemed to think she was useful, so she protected her.

I can't escape, I can only wait and see what happens for the time being.

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As expected by Ji Nuan, the old woman seems to be an aunt whom Ajibu brought from, and has taken care of the people of Ajibu's gang for many years. She usually cooks and sends water to mend clothes for these people, although she does it like a nanny. The work of the next person, but because he is old and careful enough, he is deeply trusted by these people, so everyone still respects this old woman.

The old woman is not in good health now and has no strength to work. Seeing that Ji Nuan can cook, she asks Ji Nuan to cook and wash clothes with her.

After Ji Nuan stayed here for one night that was not stable enough, the old woman took her to Ajib the next day. At that time, Ji Nuan had been forced by the old woman to change into a woman from a Cambodian farm. The tulle white dress she was wearing had no pockets from top to bottom.

I don't know what the old woman was talking to Ajib in Cambodian, but judging from the look that Ajib and some of his subordinates suddenly cast towards Ji Nuan, it was probably because the old woman suggested that they stay first. Ji Nuan works here, and sends people to follow her at any time to keep an eye on her to make sure she won't do anything to threaten them,

The old woman should have also mentioned that Ji Nuan is a beautiful woman and can cook, and they will not be the ones who keep her at a loss no matter what. The eyes of those people looking at Ji Nuan make her more and more unbearable.

Ji Nuan still kept his head down and didn't speak, as if he couldn't read their expressions or understand anything. He just held the food he had just cooked with the old woman in his hands, put the food on the table, and lowered his head. He was holding the white skirt on his body as if he was very scared and nervous. It was quiet, as if it didn't exist, and it wouldn't disturb them.

Unlike those men who were staring at her with hot eyes at the moment, Ajibu still gave her a cold look, and suddenly said to his men in English: "Leave her life temporarily and let her Do things here, Dali, you will follow her from now on, and if she has any suspicious movements, just kill her."

The young and strong dark man named Dali nodded directly.

This Ajibu could clearly command this sentence in Cambodian, but he spoke English, obviously, for Ji Nuan.

This person's suspicion has not been dispelled, it seems that Ji Nuan wants to escape smoothly here, it is not an easy task.

Ji Nuan kept her head down as if she hadn't heard anything.

Until Ajibu tasted Ji Nuan's food, he suddenly looked at her thoughtfully for a while, then turned his head and said to his subordinates in English, "Has Mr. Control not eaten for three days? Let her go. Give Mr. Control a meal, it tastes good, he might eat it."

Who is Mr. Control?

Ji Nuan subconsciously felt that the person who Ajib could describe with the code name Control could never be too simple.

The old woman obviously did not expect that with Ajibu's level of distrust of Ji Nuan, she would actually let Ji Nuan deliver food to that person, and immediately asked a question in doubt, but Ajibu stared at him with one look. When he came back, he turned his head and said, "Dali, take her to deliver meals to Mr. Control."

Dali responded, and directly motioned Ji with his eyes to follow him out.

Ji Nuan didn't know why, but she could only save her life by obeying orders for a while. She went back to get the food she had prepared before, put it into the tray carefully, and followed Dali all the way to the particularly hidden area behind the jungle.

Until they were outside a sturdy-looking wooden house surrounded by guards, Dali looked at her coldly, opened the door, and let her in.

Ji Nuan walked with the plate in her hand. The wooden house was also damp and musty, but as soon as she stepped in, she suddenly smelled the familiar clear, grass-like smell in it.

She was stunned for a moment, raised her eyes subconsciously, and looked inside the wooden house.