Absolute Honor

Southwest of Durban, at the intersection of Russell Street and West Street.

Qin Fei looked out from the SUV, and about 50 meters ahead of the right, there was an Italian restaurant with a sign that said "ladolcevita".

This name reminds Mister of an Italian movie from the 1960s, and the name is also this, which translates to "sweet life".

About 30 meters behind Qin Fei’s parking place is the entrance to a cemetery. This cemetery is called "West Street Cemetery". So the car parked here is very suitable for concealment.

"Michelle, have you found any information about this guy?"

Qin Fei put down the small monocular, pressed the call button hidden under the buttons of the cotton plaid shirt, and asked Major Michelle.

An hour ago, after the plane landed, everyone followed Michel to the safe house at No. 32 Boscombe Street in Durban.

After deliberation, Michelle and Qin Fei both agreed not to startle, and see what the guy who stole the fake hard drive was doing.

So Michel, Joyce, George, and Yuri stayed in the safe room to set up a communication command platform, while Qin Fei and Mister, Hugo, and Connor arrived based on the whereabouts of each other that Yuri had mastered. The "Sweet Time" Italian restaurant on Russell Street.

According to the information Yuri obtained from the police monitoring system, the person who took the fake hard drive from the vault was photographed and compared the facial features in the mi17 database. No information has been obtained yet.

If you come to such a place, if there is no accident, it should be delivered.

"I have found his information, and I'm about to send it to you." Michelle said: "This guy's foundation is not clean."

After speaking, the screen of the small military notebook mounted on the car lights up and a prompt symbol appears.

Qin Fei hit the enter key, and the man's information immediately appeared on the screen.

The middle-aged man who entered the vault and used Reid’s ID and password to take the fake hard drive from the safe was Ahmed Abbas, the former leader of the Isaac Martyrs Brigade, who had been active in the Middle East three years ago. , Created several ied bombings, and later fled after being watched by Mossad, and then disappeared from everyone's sight.

According to relevant rumors, it is said that this person went to Africa and organized a small paramilitary team to engage in arms trading activities.

After reading the information, the people in the car looked at each other.

For a long time, Connor frowned and asked: "Damn it, how does this guy know the password and account number?"

After speaking, his eyes turned to his colleague Hugo.

Hugo's face became ugly.

Qin Fei understands that they are doing this because if Reid’s account number and password are obtained by someone like Abbas, there are only two possibilities-the first possibility, Reid leaked the password and account number to Carmen, and Carmen was The kidnapping is related to Abbas. Abbas obtained the password and account number from Carmen's mouth.

The second possibility is that there is a connection between Abbas and Rhett. Perhaps there is an unexplainable relationship. Rhett has already been corrupted and rebelled. It's not that Michelle is only in personal life, as they thought. The violation is as simple as that.

In either case, it is considered a scandal at least for departments such as mi17. According to the usual rules, it is time to send a "scavenger" agent to clean it.

However, these two possibilities Qin Fei thinks the former one is more likely.

Because if Reid and Abbas were in collusion, how could Abbas not know that the hard drive was fake?

"Major, I have received your information, we will continue to stare here." Qin Fei finished speaking to Michelle, took the monocular and looked at it again, and said to Mister: "Abbas just now Go in, I see Hugo, Connor, you two stay here to monitor the front door, Laomi and I go to the back door to have a look."

"Okay." Hugo nodded and agreed, this is the best way.

Qin Fei got out of the car and stood by the side of the road, observing the surroundings left and right.

Mister lit a cigarette and said to Qin Fei: "It seems to be quiet tonight..."

Qin Fei only noticed that there were few people on the whole street, and only the dim yellow street lamps were lonely reflecting the lampposts on the street.

"Said there may be riots in the past two days, maybe the police have warned the people to reduce going out."

"These black people, just can't settle down." Mister sneered with extreme disdain. Although he is not a species/ethnic/host/righteous, he does not seem to have a good impression of Da Lao Hei.

"Don't worry about it, let's go to the back door and guard, don't alarm Abbas, just watch, don't do anything."

As they said, the two turned into Russell Street, where a few pedestrians could be seen, but the lights were brightly lit in front of the "Sweet Time" restaurant. There were several cars parked, and there were a few strong white men of five big and three thick. Walking around the door, the arms showing short sleeves are all densely tattooed.

"These guys are not ordinary people." Qin Fei walked from the opposite side of the street through the side alley towards the back of the restaurant, his sharp eyes had already seen that the five or six strong men in front of the door were all bulging on their waists. At a glance, I knew that the guy was inside.

"These guys don't seem to worry about the riots." Mister also said solemnly.

Both of them knew that this "sweet time" restaurant was not an ordinary restaurant, so they stopped talking, hurriedly walked across the sidewalk across from the restaurant, and then turned into the side alley next to it.

This side lane is actually a street called Smith Street, but the street lights here are much dim compared to the restaurant's main entrance.

Qin Fei found the entrance to the alley next to a shop. Walking inside was a residential area. The two stopped in the shadow of the alley.

It is facing the back door of the "Sweet Time" restaurant, only more than ten meters away, very suitable for observation.

"We are in place." Qin Fei informed Hugo on the channel, "What has changed in your situation?"

"Very quiet," Hugo replied.

"Pay attention to the men at the door. They have weapons in their hands."

"Understood."

Surveillance is actually quite boring, especially now that the streets of Durban are filled with the smell of gunpowder. The hot weather and the salty and wet sea breeze hide a wave of restlessness. It seems that a little spark can ignite the entire city.

Suddenly, there was an explosion in the distance.

Qin Fei and Mist were taken aback. They looked around but did not see the explosion point.

"What's the matter? I heard an explosion at the back door." Qin Fei immediately reported the situation back ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It was an explosion occurred in the crowd gathering at Francis Square, and there were many people there. The rally protested that the government allowed illegal immigrants to enter the country. Suddenly an explosion occurred at the scene and a car was set on fire..."

In the safe room, Yuri stared at the police surveillance picture on the screen and said worriedly: "It is three blocks away from your location. It seems that riots will really start tonight."

Qin Fei rolled up his wrist and checked the time.

It was already half past eight in the evening.

"Hugo, did anyone find a suspicious person coming over to deal with Abbas at the front door?"

Qin Fei knows that Qianmen has been using cameras for shooting and monitoring. Everyone who enters the "Sweet Time" restaurant will be photographed and compared in the mi17 database.

Generally speaking, people who can deal with Abbas are not good men and believers, and there is a high probability that they will appear in the database.

"Not yet harvested..."

Hugo's voice was disappointed.

Qin Fei was even more anxious. If the city started to riot, it would definitely not be a smart choice for him and Mister to stand stupidly here to monitor the back door of the restaurant.

It is said that tonight is a planned attack by locals against foreigners. Of course, he and Lao Mi are also in the category of "foreigners", although it is not the immigrants from other small countries who also belong to Africa who have taken the jobs of locals. But when the gangsters get into trouble, how can they care so much? At that time, I am afraid it will be difficult for me and Misto to get out.

Qin Fei asked Mister: "How many bullets did you bring?"

"Six magazines," Mister said. "For surveillance missions, six magazines are enough."

"Being surrounded by mobs, ten more magazines are not enough." Qin Fei's words did not fall, and there was another explosion in the direction of Francis Square.

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