I'm a spy in the film

The result was just as Byrne expected.

Rescue still hasn't come.

For three days, three whole days, most people were like ring-tailed lemurs in a zoo.

Apart from eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, they just looked up and stared at the sea level outside the cliff, hoping that a helicopter team would appear there and rescue them from this beautiful yet terrifying island.

However, they were disappointed.

Fortunately, there is the Son.

It was the Son of God who guided them, still sitting on the airplane boat, and heading south along the coastline, where they found the hidden yacht and transport boat.

And, with the blessing of the Son of God, both ships could not ignite and could not be started.

But even so, they still managed to leave the island smoothly by following the ocean current.

When they passed through the ring of thunderstorm clouds and the engines of the yachts and transport boats roared again, everyone was so excited that tears welled up in their eyes.

Even the security captain Packard, who had been keeping a stern face since he woke up, smiled for the first time.

Not only was the power restored, but even the navigation system, which had lost its function at first, was restored to use.

Only then did they realize that the nearest city was the famous ancient city of Salvador in the Samba country.

The city has an ancient history and a long culture.

This city existed in Robinson Crusoe, a novel by British writer Defoe.

It was both the first capital of Brazil and the first slave market in the New World.

Today the city still retains many famous typical Renaissance buildings and is a good tourist city.

At least that's what Bourne thought.

Bryce is an expert on South America.

Many of his previous employers were dignitaries and gang leaders from South America, so he could have fun with both the upper and lower classes.

For example, right now, during the peak tourist season when tickets are hard to come by, Bryce easily gets the tickets everyone needs, and he even gives them a discount.

"I really don't understand you. Why do you want to be a bodyguard? I believe you can live a happy life just selling tickets here!"

Rob asked, confused.

"I have had a dream since I was a child, which is to become a knight and protect the weak." Bryce said solemnly.

He looked at Conrad, who had returned to his British demeanor, and said with longing: "Just like the Knights of the Round Table!"

Rob pouted and said, "Humph, I want to be a football hooligan! I want to find a chance to give those nobles a good punch on the nose."

He was still resentful of the time he was tricked by MI6.

"Then let's say goodbye!" Conrad pretended not to hear, with a smile on his face, and thanked Bourne: "If you come to London, please be sure to inform me and give me a chance to show my hospitality. Scarlet Manor is looking forward to your visit!"

"There must be a chance!" Bourne smiled back.

After Conrad left, there were only a few people left in the team of more than ten people.

Finnegan and his three companions were the first to flee.

Because they also need to sell the weapons and equipment left on the ship by the mercenary team, which is a considerable amount of money.

The middleman was introduced by Bryce.

Then it was reporter Weaver, who took Tian from China and the black geologist on the nearest flight back home. She was already sorting out the information about this experience.

Last night, when they were in bed and were most excited, she said that she would definitely win the Pulitzer Prize. Bourne nodded in agreement, and she was so happy that she almost flew up.

The soldiers of the security team were all recalled to the company. Chapman left his home address in the country and asked Bourne to go to bless his bride when he got married.

Bourne agreed.

The whereabouts of the female thief Cui Lien are a mystery, just like her skin, equally slippery.

After getting off the boat, the person disappeared, leaving only a note in Bourne's pocket.

Even though Bourne was 42 points alert, he didn't notice when she put it in.

There was an address on the note, but I couldn’t tell which country it was from. I’ll check it online later.

Mark and Rigas have already gone to the airport, where their environmental organization has a base. Rob is not very familiar with the people in South America, so he will go there later.

So, now in the alley bar not far from the ticket scalper's house, only Rob, Bourne, Bryce, and security captain Packard are left.

"Captain, are you really not going back?" Rob asked.

Packard rolled his eyes at him helplessly and said weakly: "I have said it many times, I am looking for someone, not that I will not go back."

Rob looked at the bandages wrapped around Packard's head and said in disbelief, "Who are you looking for? An Indian? Are you going to run to Ah San?

That place is not okay, listen to my advice, man, not to mention the stink there, the people there don’t care whether you are black or white, male or female, as long as you have a dong… woo woo woo”

Rob's mouth was covered by someone from behind, it turned out to be Mark.

When he finished his work and came to ask Rob to go with him, he happened to hear him talking nonsense.

Rob left too.

"Honestly, Captain Packard, what are you going to do when you get back?"

Although Bourne was not a very curious person, he had heard of the company Apex.

The technology company is known for developing yachts, submarines, and airships.

They have several models of sightseeing boats that can accommodate several people for deep diving. They have unique shapes, exquisite designs, and powerful functions. They are comparable to the Jiu Ming Company in China and are the first choice for diving enthusiasts.

Rob worked for Jiu Ming Company as a special consultant, so he was sarcastic about Packard, which was also a competitor.

Apex has a bad reputation and has a very ugly behavior in some markets.

Packard knew this, so he didn't take it to heart.

On the contrary, he was grateful to Bourne, so he didn't hide it.

"Do you know Pata-Sekar?" Packard asked.

"You mean the black man who had over 200 kids in his lifetime?" Bryce suddenly responded.

"Correct!"

"On March 1807, 3, the U.S. Congress passed an act prohibiting the importation of slaves from foreign countries into America to restrict the non-slave trade.

This was the time when the cotton trade was booming, and the lack of foreign non-slaves gave the slave owners a brilliant idea:

That is to find a strong male black slave who meets the slave owners' requirements, have him mate with the black women on the farm and give birth to a large number of children to fill the supply shortage.

This person is called Pata-Sekar, and this is where the practice was first carried out.”

Packard pointed to the ground beneath his feet.

Neither Bourne nor Bryce spoke.

Although Bourne came here early, this was the first time he heard of such a thing.

What is the difference between this and the breeding farms of chickens, cattle, horses and pigs in the past?

This is simply a trampling on human nature!

Packard continued, "When these black children grew up, they were indeed strong and some were very smart. Most of them left South America and went to the United States, and most of them lived very well."

"These descendants and their families later established contact, so we can be considered to be related by blood."

Packard said self-deprecatingly: "I have a cousin who happens to be here on business. His family has some connections in Washington, D.C. I'm going to ask him if he can get my brothers out of Apex. This company..."

Packard shook his head and continued, "I have a very bad feeling after this operation."