Qin Fei had to admire the efficiency of fsb.

As soon as the group of people sat down in the conference room, the food was delivered.

Sliced ​​big liba, salted herring and salmon, some salad, and a bowl of hot borscht.

Apart from Qin Fei's not interested in things like Daliba, the rest is still very appetizing.

During the day, I was flying by plane. After more than a dozen hours of planes, I was traveling hundreds of kilometers of mountain roads. I was really hungry. I didn't care about manners. I gobbled it up and ate it. Soon the wind and the clouds were clean.

There is no difference between Mister and Qin Fei. After all, they are both trained, and insects in the wild can be imported, not to mention this thing.

In fact, after being a special soldier, the stomach is a fully functional organ responsible for digestion and replenishment of nutrients. As for the tongue and taste buds, it has already been worn out much more dull. Sometimes when he sees food, Qin Fei will subconsciously analyze its various aspects. Nutrients and calories, see how long you can maintain your high-intensity combat needs.

In contrast, Lilith and Michelle were more gentle, and they swallowed slowly and talked about business while eating.

"Colonel, I think before we come here, you should have received our briefing and the photos I sent you."

"Thank you very much for your frankness, Major." Alexanderkovich nodded and looked at Michelle with a smile. "Those photos are very useful to us. We compared and looked up the photos you sent, and found many interesting things. ."

He turned his head and cast a look at a man standing behind him.

An agent walked over and placed a pile of materials in front of Michelle.

"In the photos you sent us, we compared them and found that some of them were members of a Chechen armed branch called'Caucasian fighters', and some were members of is from the Middle East. In fact, before that, We have been tracking the organization "Caucasian Warriors" for a long time. This organization is composed of the remnants of the Chechen armed forces and is a group of diehards. After the peace issue in the North Caucasus is resolved, they have moved into underground activities. There have been three attacks in nearby cities, resulting in the death of 15 innocent people."

After speaking, he gently raised his hand.

The agent behind immediately turned on the LCD monitor hung on the wall.

On the huge screen, a head of a man with a round hat, a thick curly beard, an oval face, and dark eyes appeared.

"This man is called Basjiv. He is forty-eight years old. In the Chechen War 20 years ago, he was the youngest battalion commander under Shamil Basayev, the leader of Chechen’s illegal armed forces. Later, after Basayev was shot and killed. He has since disappeared. Around 2008, this person appeared in our field of vision again. He became the leader of this illegal armed organization of the "Caucasian Warrior", and there is evidence that he received financial support from some foreign forces. And there is arms business in Eastern Europe and other regions."

Seeing Michelle carefully flipping through the information, Alexanderkovich reminded: "Major, open page five, line twenty-six."

"Before this, we had mastered two of BAskif's secret accounts used to receive foreign funding. We could have used means to freeze them, but we did not do so."

"Colonel, are you going to put a long line to catch a big fish?" Michelle, who had turned to the designated page, raised his head.

"Yes, it is easy to freeze one or two accounts, but because it is easy, it is also easy for Baskif to restart another secret account. It is better to keep it." Alexanderkovich said: " This way we can at least trace the source of funds secretly."

"So, do you have a result?" Michelle asked.

"No." Alexanderkovich said: "Unfortunately, the funds transferred through those accounts are very secretive. Our people often track down and find that these funds are in various offshore banks around the world. There are also some shadow banks that jump, and there will be a flow every once in a while, and the flow of the process is quite complicated, and it is impossible to trace their source. More importantly..."

Having said that, he took out a box from the inner pocket of his clothes and gently opened it on the tabletop.

Qin Fei's eyes fell on the box.

That is a tin box.

Alexanderkovich opened the box and took out a pipe from the inside.

The pipe is very exquisite in workmanship, the wood grain looks very natural and comfortable, and there is a feeling of "padding" flashing on it, which seems to have been some years old.

Putting the tobacco into the pipe, Alexanderkovich raised his pipe to Michelle and asked, "Excuse me, Major, you don't mind if I smoke, do you?"

"I think it is very clearly recorded in your information and information about me. I am also a smoker. I have a habit of smoking. You asked me knowingly, Colonel."

Aleksanderkovich smiled politely, polished the lighter and lit his pipe, and smoked twice: "More importantly, the rise of new currencies in recent years has made it more difficult for us to track these two accounts. The liquidity of the company has begun to decline. Recently, we are also considering whether to take the opportunity to freeze the account, because after such a consumption, we seem to be unable to trace the person we are looking for with these two accounts."

"Are you referring to Bitcoin?" Michelle asked.

"Yes." Alexanderkovich said: "This is an interesting currency. For many people, it is a dream of getting rich, but for people like us, it is a double-edged sword. We It can be used against our own enemies, but the enemy can also use it against us."

"So, what are you going to do now? And, what does this have to do with our action this time?" Michelle asked.

Alexanderkovich said: "Yes. Of course there is a connection. Recently we discovered that these two accounts have suddenly become active again, and the flow of data is increasing. There is only one possibility of this, and that is that the organization "Caucasian Warriors" has recently accepted it. A large amount of foreign aid funds, and the situation is more urgent, because after all, this is not London, nor is it a metropolis like New York. This is the North Caucasus. It still takes a certain amount of time to convert Bitcoin into cash, and the last link is To be turned into U.S. dollars and sent to BASKIF~lightnovelpub.net~ So we think that this matter may have a close relationship with the Quds Army you or the Black Sun organization that BASF and you are tracking, so , What I said before is not without a target. It seems that our old opponents are uniting with your old opponents and intend to do something big, so a lot of money is needed. Of course, I believe it includes the remuneration to Baskif. ."

Michelle said: "Colonel, what I need to remind you is that this is more than just a remuneration. It makes me ashamed to say that. Do you think we came to ask for your cooperation because our safety was in danger? Come on, we are all engaged in intelligence, and since we are all sitting together, we know that people will not talk secretly."

Having said that, Michel closed the data book and pushed it in front of Qin Fei, and then the whole person was close to the edge of the table, leaning forward, bringing his face closer to the colonel Alexanderkovich.

This is a kind of aggressive body language, and Michelle did this to demonstrate to Aleksanderkovich and tell him not to play as a three-year-old.

"We all know that if the Quds Army and the Black Sun Organization want to cooperate with Baskif this time, there is only one reason, and that is the manufacture and research of xs gel explosives, and you and I all know what the origin of this xs explosive is. You should know its characteristics. Think about it from another angle. We can speculate like this. If that lovely Mr. Baschief gets a few tons of xs gel explosives, what kind of situation will you face? Is it safer than ours in London too much?"

After all, Michelle's gaze was fixed on Alexanderkovich's face.

The old fox's face was like a piece of hard marble, without any change, the room suddenly became quiet, only the rustling noise made by Qin Fei when he read the information.

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