Chapter 1049 Suspicious Locations and Search Teams

Chapter 1049 Suspicious Locations and Search Teams

There are thousands of languages ​​in Africa. Because of hundreds of years of colonial history, outsiders can hear English, French, Portuguese, Spanish and even the only language not brought by colonizers, Chinese.

Swahili is a language with obvious colonial imprints. It was originally written in Arabic characters used by early African colonists, and then changed to Latin letters introduced by missionaries and colonial authorities.

In fact, many people have heard Swahili. The theme song of the fourth game in the "Civilization" series, "Baba Yetu", is the Lord's Prayer sung in Swahili.

Many people have been bewitched by this magnificent song and unknowingly clicked the "next round" button. When they looked up in confusion, they found that a whole day had been stolen inexplicably.

Soon, everyone in the carriage collected the electronic items of the missing tourists, and a military attaché from the US Embassy in Dar es Salaam also arrived.

He will send these physical evidence such as mobile phones, tablets and cameras to Camp Lemonnier in Djibouti as quickly as possible, which is the largest military base of the United States in Africa.

Then these physical evidence will be sent to New York through military channels and handed over to the BAU team.

The tiny country of Djibouti is also a wonder in Africa. With a land area of ​​23,000 square kilometers and a population of less than one million, it has accommodated the military bases of three of the five permanent members of the United Nations.

China, the United States, and France have all deployed military presence in Djibouti, and the bases of China and the United States are only 12.7 kilometers apart. When Jack and others were refueling at Camp Lemonnier, they saw a bright five-star red flag before landing.

After doing all this, Jubal also ended his conversation with the train conductor and returned to the crowd, "For the time being, we can rule out the suspicion of collusion between the train staff, but for safety reasons, I still hope you can confirm the situation of his family."

He said this to Detective Pollino. The black police officer understood what he meant, raised his hand to call a police officer, and the two whispered.

Jubal turned to explain to everyone, "Being able to work on a train in Tanzania is an extremely rare and generous guarantee for locals. Not only do they have generous salaries and pensions, but their children can also get better education opportunities."

Since the conductor chose to stay after calling the police, it means that he really values ​​his job, which indirectly reduces his suspicion.

"Did you ask for any important clues?" Jack glanced at his notebook, which had very little useful information.

Jubal nodded, "That carriage is the last carriage of the entire train. The conductor, the driver, and several staff members have confirmed that although it slowed down on the way, it did not stop at any station."

Aubrey scratched his head, "So it is still a collusion between inside and outside, but it is very likely that it is not the staff on the train, but some of the tourists are colluding with the kidnappers?"

Although I think this conclusion is a bit incredible, judging from the deliberately damaged door lock, this seems to be the conclusion closest to the truth.

"First inform Garcia and Alice of this speculation, and let them hurry up to investigate the identities of those tourists."

Jubal was also scratching his head. It had been a day and a half since the incident, but the information they had was extremely scarce, and New York had not yet sent a complete list of missing persons.

"What is the slowest speed when decelerating? Where is it?" Clay spread a map on the hood of the Hummer and took out a pencil.

"It is an old and dilapidated railway bridge, about 150 kilometers away from Agatha. According to the train driver, when passing through this railway bridge, the speed of the train must be reduced to less than 5-10 kilometers per hour to pass slowly."

Based on the location information provided by Jubal, Clay quickly drew a small circle on the map, "OK, that is our priority search area."

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As a country with a relatively stable political situation for a long time, Tanzania is somewhat unique among African countries. They even have a gun ban policy with a fairly good execution rate.

At least along the way, everyone did not see another stereotype of Africa in the outside world. The scene of everyone carrying an AK rifle does not seem to exist in this country.

Until an old Liberation truck with mottled paint, which looked older than Jubal, drove into the station, and a group of black and strong young men carrying Type 81 rifles and holding tools such as shovels and mining drafts came down from it, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became tense.

"Jack?" Jubal subconsciously took a defensive posture. Although they brought weapons on this trip, they were limited to the pistols they carried with them.

However, it seemed that only the Americans felt the tense atmosphere on the scene. Jack glanced at the small vendors who were still selling food and souvenirs to passengers on the passing train, and calmly reminded everyone not to overreact.

"Haha, old Muto, you are finally here." Detective Pollino opened his arms and hugged an old man with white hair and beard who came down from the cab.

The black old man, who was still wearing a yellow construction vest, whispered to Detective Pollino in Swahili for a long time, and his eyes when he looked at the FBI were slightly friendlier.

"What are they talking about?" Hannah knew that Jack could understand, so she walked up to him and asked.

"These people are the search team who came to help. They belong to the local militia." Jack had some difficulty listening. Although the other party spoke Swahili, there were many local dialect words in it.

He couldn't translate the actual content. The words of this black old man with so many wrinkles that people couldn't tell his age were not very friendly at first. He said something like "Polino, you little bastard, why did you start working for the white master?".

It was not until Detective Pollino roughly explained the whole story and explained that Jack and others were also here to help find the missing tourists that the old man put away his sharp eyes.

"Let's go. Since you have determined the approximate area, let's set off quickly. Although the distance is not too far from the map, the road is not easy to walk."

Old Muto waved his hand, and more than a dozen black militiamen who lined up consciously after getting off the car suddenly laughed and pushed and shoved and climbed into the old Liberation carriage again.

What is surprising is that this black old man who can't tell his age can actually speak very fluent English.

Jack's eyes were fixed on the militiamen who were shouting commands such as "Stand at attention" and "At ease" while lining up. Jubal and his companions could not understand the Chinese commands with a slight dialect and might have thought they were spoken in the local dialect, but how could he not hear them?