Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 526 The storm is coming

It wasn't until two days later that the prison authorities obtained search permits through formal channels to investigate the construction outside Altiplano Prison.

Early that morning, Gus took his men to the construction site with the documents.

With formal legal procedures in place, the construction site managers no longer obstructed them.

Work at the construction site was stopped, the machines were also stopped, and Gus was allowed to bring people in to conduct a search and inspection.

However, half an hour later, Gus and his men came out of the construction site in disgrace.

"What's going on? Are they going to arrest someone?"

The foreman arrogantly stretched out his hands and raised them in front of Gus.

He is provoking.

Because Gus found nothing.

The construction site was where the underground drainage pipeline was being expanded. Two of the men even went underground and filmed with a camera for a long time, but they found nothing.

everything is normal.

There is no trick.

That's why the foreman is so confident in provoking Gus and asking him to arrest him.

Gus's nose was crooked with anger.

But there was nothing we could do about the foreman.

"Humph!"

In the end, he could only snort, without saying a word, and left with his men in disgrace.

Just as Gus was searching the construction site, Song Heping put down the telescope in his hand and smiled behind the window sill of a three-story building in a messy residential area less than two hundred meters away from the construction site.

He returned to the first floor.

This house was just bought and the yard is very large, but it is now fenced off and a tarpaulin wall has been erected, so you can't see what's going on inside the yard from the outside.

The first floor of the house has been emptied and the ground has been cut open, revealing the yellow soil. There are several ground drilling machines in the yard, and the corners are full of soil. In the hall on the first floor, there is a huge hole in the ground, about one and a half meters wide.

Song Heping walked to the cave entrance and looked down.

I saw an iron ladder extending vertically to the bottom of the cave, and the beeping sound of a machine came from inside.

He turned to Pardo, the construction manager, and asked, "How much longer will the project take?"

"If we work non-stop day and night, we can finish it in less than a month. We have already dug a hundred meters."

Pardo glanced toward the prison and added, "The biggest risk is the last hundred meters. That's inside the prison. If the noise is too loud, it will attract the attention of the prison guards."

Song Heping said, "When we get to the last 100 meters, I'll have the construction crew on the highway work overtime overnight and make as much noise as possible. That way, they won't be able to hear the noise of your construction."

After a pause, he continued, "Are you sure you can dig accurately to the underground of the cells where Joaquin, Barlotte and the others are being held?"

"It can be done. Once the main passages are opened, the paths will pass under their cells. Then we can send six teams to work together to drill through their toilets. As long as we are careful, we can definitely rescue them."

Pardo is short of the man.

He was also brought by the dwarf's confidante Cassandra.

Because she needed a reliable construction team, Cassandra introduced Pardo to Song Heping.

It was only then that Song Heping discovered that the dwarf's business was more than just drug trafficking.

In reality, Chapo made too much money from drug dealing.

Since this is black money, he also needs to launder some of it.

The dwarf secretly invested in many legitimate industries, including the construction industry.

Pardo was the owner of the construction company, and in reality, he was just one of the money launderers for Chapo. He was the perfect person to lead this project.

As for the construction team on the road, they are also short people.

They were responsible for bribing municipal officials and obtaining this unprofitable project. They carried out large-scale construction and made noise every day so that the guys in the sixth ward of the prison could enjoy the noise harassment and lower their vigilance.

Behind every drug lord there is a huge formal industry used to launder money, not only Shorty, but also the five major families or Barlotte and the like.

Therefore, these private business network maps are their core secrets, and like the places where they hide their cash, they must never be leaked.

After inspecting the project, Song Heping drove back to his residence.

As soon as I got back there, I saw the police car parked on the road near the door.

Since the last attack, two police cars have been parked nearby every day to ensure their safety.

After all, he is now a CIA man, and the Mexican government certainly knows this.

If he were really assassinated, it would be difficult for the police to explain to the US government.

While Song Heping continued to swim and sunbathe in his villa, Garnard and his men at Altiplano Prison continued to be forced to endure the noise generated by the construction every day.

Later, even the prison guards standing guard in the towers on the wall couldn't stand it anymore, so each of them bought a pair of earplugs and wore them when they were on duty, so that they could hear nothing.

Time flies.

The project went very smoothly.

Under the cover of the noise of municipal engineering projects, a 400-meter passage finally led from the three-story building near the prison to the underground of the sixth prison area.

Thanks to the underground pipeline network map and building structure map, the construction workers easily found the location of the cells where the members of the five major families were imprisoned.

These positions were provided by Song Heping. He has been going to the prison frequently recently, seemingly to persuade the prisoners to surrender, but actually to negotiate.

The hunters were all confused as to why Song Heping wanted to save the people from the five major families.

These people were sent in by Song Heping himself.

Now he rescued her personally.

Isn't this unnecessary?

The hunter asked Song Heping about this, but received no reply, only a mysterious smile, saying that he would know when the time came.

And this day has finally arrived.

Twenty days later, when the prison guards at Altiplano Prison had become accustomed to wearing earplugs while on duty, an underground secret passage was quietly crossing their wall and extending to the sixth prison area in precise accordance with the building structure diagram and the marked location.

In just these few days, the lawyers of the five major drug lord families have submitted meeting applications and met with their employers in prison.

The Mexican government has not given in, and negotiations with the United States are still at a stalemate, with no intention of handing over these drug traffickers.

The first court appearance is getting closer and closer, and the people of Mexico have been discussing this topic recently, wondering how many years the drug lords headed by El Chapo will be sentenced to.

At the same time, a tropical storm formed on the Pacific Ocean 100 kilometers west of the Revillagigedo Islands. It was moving eastward at a speed of 30 kilometers per hour and was expected to reach central and southern Mexico within three days.

Mexico, which usually has hot weather, suddenly welcomed a hint of coolness. Song Heping stood on the balcony of the villa, looking at the dark clouds vaguely visible in the distance, feeling that a storm was about to come.

The phone rang.

I took it out and answered it. It was Cassandra on the other end.

"Mr. Song, we estimate that the passages to the cells can be dug through by tomorrow night."

"Let's wait. Have your people check it for another two days and make sure everything is 100% correct. Wait for my notification before taking action."

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)