50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 447 A rabbit doesn't eat the grass near its burrow

Sun Zhiwei entered Mexico under such circumstances.

He had already changed his appearance underground, and now, as long as he didn't speak, almost no one would suspect that he wasn't a local.

He found a secluded spot, emerged from underground, sealed off the tunnel, and headed towards the city center.

He needed to find a nice local car in a more bustling area to make his journey easier, as it was still over 1000 kilometers from the border to Guadalajara.

Guadalajara is the second largest city in Mexico.

Founded in 1542, it is a major cultural, industrial, and economic center in Mexico, renowned for its traditions, cultural and leisure charm, and cuisine.

If Mexico City, the largest city, is a bustling market, then Guadalajara is a tranquil haven.

Although the three major D lords' strongholds are located here, the security situation here is surprisingly good.

This ancient city enjoys a warm and humid climate year-round, and is clean, quiet, comfortable, and inexpensive, making it a very livable city.

After all, nobody wants to live in a chaotic urban environment, and wealthy tycoons naturally prefer to settle down in such a nice place.

This is probably what people mean by "a rabbit doesn't eat the grass near its burrow".

The swindlers not only did not harm their hometown, but also provided many jobs and medical care for the locals of Guadalajara.

Later, during the outbreak of the pandemic, the D-Kings distributed food and medical supplies to the local population on a large scale, doing things that the municipal government had not done.

A day later, Sun Zhiwei drove a stolen car, disguised as a tourist from country M, into Guadalajara.

After finding a small hotel to stay in, he spent his days checking off the old buildings in the city while searching for D's location.

Guadalajara is a city with a rich history and culture, and it preserves many ancient buildings of various styles.

From Baroque to modern styles, colonial-era buildings with French or Spanish influences are ubiquitous.

This is also the birthplace of tequila. Agave is a giant pineapple that can grow to weigh one or two hundred pounds.

Agave doesn't taste particularly good, but it's very high in sugar, so it was used by locals to make alcohol a long time ago.

Sun Zhiwei also experienced the unique traditional way of drinking tequila here: licking salt, drinking the liquor, and eating lemon.

First, sprinkle salt on the back of your hand and the area between your thumb and forefinger. Hold a small glass of pure tequila between your thumb and forefinger, and then hold a slice of lemon between your ring and middle fingers.

He quickly licked the salt off his hand, then downed the liquor in one gulp, and took a bite of a lemon slice—the whole process was done in one smooth motion.

This way of drinking has a strong sense of ritual, and it was the first time he had used this method to drink, so he found it very unique.

The real reason for this way of drinking it is that tequila has a rough taste, and salt and lemon can effectively alleviate this roughness.

While this local Mexican practice is interesting, it hasn't spread widely; after all, you can't expect every guest at a dinner table to lick their fingers.

So the improved way of drinking it came about. If you order a glass of pure tequila at a bar, the bartender will pour a small glass of chilled tequila into a stemmed glass, then dip the rim of the glass in salt, and finally stick a slice of lemon on the side of the glass.

Sun Zhiwei spent three days exploring Guadalajara before finally finding three heavily guarded estates not far from the city center.

The three estates are located to the north, west, and east of Guadalajara, with each of the three major warlords occupying one side. The remaining southern part is Lake Chapala, Mexico's largest freshwater lake.

During this time, he also discovered something interesting: there were very few drug addicts in the entire city of Guadalajara.

The three major drug lords maintained strict control over their subordinates, absolutely forbidding them from touching that stuff. They all knew that addicts were utterly unrecognizable, neither human nor ghost, and completely uncontrollable.

Can you believe that big D regimes actually ban D in their own hometown? But the world is truly a strange place.

He had confirmed that the manor to the north belonged to the Quintero family. That very night, he dug a tunnel from the city to the Quintero family manor.

Quintero Estate is quite large, and his family and the main leaders all live there.

Normally, the manor has no fewer than a hundred security personnel, and even some of the houses around the manor are inhabited by Raphael Carlo Quintero's men.

These security personnel and their subordinates were fully armed. In addition to individual weapons such as pistols and submachine guns, he also found heavy individual weapons such as heavy machine guns, rocket launchers, and Stinger anti-aircraft missiles in the weapons warehouse.

He even found a hangar in one corner of the estate, where two well-maintained Apache attack helicopters were parked.

This is an Apache, the main attack helicopter currently in service with the US military.

Our family has been trying to import this model for the past few years, but we haven't been successful. In the end, we only managed to buy 24 weaker versions of the Black Hawk.

If you say these D-heads have no connections in the US, nobody would believe you.

After decades of development by Raphael, this place has become impregnable; even a regular army of three to five hundred men could not easily break in.

Inside the tunnel, Sun Zhiwei had already figured out the situation at Quintero Manor and had also seen Rafael Carlo Quintero himself.

However, Paulo Carlo Quintero, who had previously been in contact with Daniel, was not at the estate.

He was initially hesitant, fearing that some might slip through the net, but through conversations with the manor servants, he learned that tomorrow, May 5th, is the annual anniversary of the Battle of Puebla.

Rafael Carlo Quintero is a traditional Mexican patriarch who values ​​family ties. He requires that on this day each year, the whole family must return to the estate for a meal.

In that case, let's wait another day.

Knowing that he could not achieve his goal today, Sun Zhiwei immediately returned to his hotel in the city to rest.

Silent all night.

The next morning, the entire city came alive with excitement as Guadalajara celebrated the festival with a military parade, traditional music, and delicious food, attracting tourists from all over the world to participate in the festivities.

Amidst this lively atmosphere, Sun Zhiwei once again sneaked into the Quintero Manor.

He arrived at just the right time; the Quintero family was having breakfast together, and this time, he finally met Paul.

During the meal, Raphael talked to his three sons while eating.

"Did the guards at the manor receive gifts?"

"Yes, Father, everyone has one." The second son is usually in charge of the manor's security.

"It's a holiday today, so let them take turns going home to have a reunion dinner with their families."

"Boss, how's the matter of finding farms in the US that I told you about last time going?"

“Father, Paul and I have each approached several farms, but none of them have agreed yet. I’m thinking of visiting those farmers in person in a while.”

"It's time to go. With gentle words and a firm hand, I believe they'll know what's good for them. Once they earn their first pot of gold, we won't have to worry about them anymore."

(End of this chapter)