allendalepharm Chapter 349: Old Mo was arrested by Interpol.
Chapter 349: Old Mo was arrested by Interpol.
After hanging up the phone, Old Mo contacted Lei Luo to help buy a boat.
Meanwhile, after several days of investigation, the Americans finally confirmed that Lao Mo had fled back to Hong Kong to hide.
When Rosvet received the news, he slammed his fist on the table, furious.
"Damn yellow pig, do you think you can get away with it by running away to Hong Kong and hiding?"
We need to immediately send a letter to England and negotiate with them to extradite this bastard. At the same time, we need to send Interpol to arrest him.
Oh, and tell Xiao Rizi to send over the photo and have their spies keep a close eye on this person.
"Have them send some ships to patrol the high waters around Hong Kong. Be prepared to prevent him from escaping."
Rosvet issued a series of orders.
For other wanted criminals, this wouldn't be necessary. But doing this to Old Mo isn't excessive.
A day later, Roswait received a message from England.
The reason is that when England saw that the extradition was for Chen Yinmo from Hong Kong, they refused without hesitation.
Are you kidding? That's a benefactor of the Queen's family. You think they'd let you extradite them? That would be a disaster!
Rosvet stared at the documents in his hand, completely dumbfounded.
Isn't England an ally of ours? Didn't we sign an extradition treaty? Why is it different for this person?
Rollswain was so angry that he slammed his fist on the table.
"Fine, fine, you won't extradite me, huh? So you think I have no way to deal with you if you won't extradite me?"
"Men, record my orders. Send Interpol to arrest him, send assassins to kill him. Bring this bastard back to me at all costs."
"The English side continues to negotiate with them, no matter the cost, to ensure they agree to the extradition."
Rosvet was furious. He was prepared to substitute Old Mo back.
Yes, important figures from England have also gone to the US. Because these people are useful, the US is refusing extradition.
Now, they're preparing to use this kind of person to replace Old Murdoch. Anyway, the US side has made up its mind to bring Old Murdoch back.
There's no way around it, Old Murdoch took away too much money. He alone embezzled hundreds of billions of dollars. Especially that gold, it was simply devastating!
China's annual GDP is less than 100 billion. You've taken away hundreds of billions in cash.
Do you think that without this money, how many years would the US regress?
Meanwhile, Lei Luo's ship purchase also didn't go smoothly.
Because the boats used to tow airplanes must be flat-bottomed vessels. These are generally military vessels.
For example, like an aircraft carrier.
Civilian ships are generally used for hauling cargo and are not designed this way.
In short, those civilian cargo ships simply can't transport airplanes. Even if you could load them on, getting them off would be extremely difficult.
This is troublesome; he's already pledged himself to Old Xu. Now that there's no boat, what are they going to do?
Of course, the best way is to go back to China and just leave it in the square.
But that explanation isn't clear! He still doesn't want others to know about his special abilities.
No, we absolutely have to get a ship like that. But where can we get one?
Old Mo drove his Mercedes home slowly, pondering the matter as he drove.
Back in the neighborhood, I was driving up the mountain when suddenly a car pulled out from the side of the road, blocking my lane completely.
Behind him, another car drove out, blocking his escape route as well.
Damn it, I was careless.
Okay, let's not get to the point. Under normal circumstances, Lao Mo wouldn't use his divine sense to run around everywhere.
Therefore, it's normal to be stopped.
Old Mo opened the car door and got out.
Three people got out of the car in front and three people got out of the car behind, a total of six people. They drew their guns and aimed them at Old Mo.
"Don't move. Put your hands above your head, cover your head, and lie down."
"Don't move. We are Interpol agents. If you move, we will shoot you dead."
Old Mo didn't move, coldly watching these people, all of whom were foreigners dressed in casual clothes.
Old Mo smiled and stood there motionless.
Six foreigners approached, four guns pointed at Old Mo.
Two men put away their guns. They roughly pulled Old Mo's hands behind his back and handcuffed him.
"Mr. Chen, you are under arrest. You may speak, but everything you say will be used against you in court."
Old Mo asked coldly, "Who are you? What right do you have to arrest me? I can tell you clearly that in Hong Kong, you can't take me away unless you explain yourself clearly."
"Don't you know what you've done? Enough with the nonsense, come with us right now."
Two Interpol agents, one on each side, escorted Old Mo toward the car behind them.
Old Mo laughed and shouted into the air, "I am Old Mo. Please call the police for me and tell them that Old Mo has been arrested. I will give them 100,000 yuan."
Old Mo knew that there were many people watching from a secluded spot nearby.
It has to be said that Lao Mo is known as incredibly powerful in this neighborhood. Although people may not know him personally, they all know that this amazing person exists.
With hundreds of households supporting each other in the same community, who could possibly ignore that?
Upon hearing Lao Mo's words, those people immediately ran to call the police. Ten thousand yuan—that's no small sum.
Old Mo wasn't incapable of handling these Interpol agents; he was flexing his muscles. He wanted to show these bastards his power in Hong Kong, to prevent them from constantly bothering him.
"Shut up and behave yourself."
Several Interpol agents roughly shoved Old Mo into the car.
The car started and drove away quickly.
However, they had just left the residential area and hadn't even walked 2 kilometers.
Several snakes on motorcycles followed.
These snakes have walkie-talkies. As soon as they hear what's being said on the walkie-talkie, the snake closest to them pounces.
Both cars have the correct license plate numbers.
Two snakes on motorcycles chased after the car and blocked it from the front.
"Fuck..."
The Interpol officer driving the car cursed and slammed on the brakes, bringing it to a stop.
His head popped out of the car window.
"Fuck, what are you doing? We are Interpol agents, on a mission, get out of here immediately."
The two snakes laughed.
They drove their motorcycles directly in front of their car, blocking it.
"I don't care what kind of police you are. Our orders are to stop you at all costs. We'll talk about it when our superiors arrive."
Before the Interpol agents inside the car could even reply, the wailing of police sirens filled the air.
Several snakes on motorcycles also arrived, completely blocking the two Interpol vehicles.
Old Mo sat in the car, gave a cold laugh, and leaned back in his seat to take a nap.
"Fark, Olem, go out and talk to them, tell them to get out of here."