Soon Sausage came to the door. He checked it with an instrument, his face changed slightly, and he said in a low voice, "There is residual radiation, but it is not serious."

"Check the doors and windows to see if there are booby traps." Lin Rui whispered.

Crazy Horse tried to reach under the door with a speculum, but frowned, "The door is sealed so well that the speculum cannot be inserted."

"I'm coming." Sergey walked to the side window, smashed the glass with a dagger skillfully, took the speculum with the lighting equipment and looked inside, "Nothing, like an ordinary house. Behind the door. There is nothing abnormal under the window."

Crazy Horse kicked the door open and rushed in with his weapon. The place is not very compact. Inside is a small studio, bedroom and bathroom.

As soon as everyone entered, the radioactivity tester of the sausage began to alarm, and there was a strong radioactive residue here. But they all prepared radiation protection suits. After entering, Lin Rui ordered, "Check all the things, the work room and the bedroom, even the bathroom, don't let go. Anything may be a clue."

Ten minutes later, Sergey reported, “There are a few fake passports, some cash and pistols hidden under the floor tiles in the bedroom. Other than that, no special items were found. But either this guy has a transvestite, or He has a woman and found some female clothes in the closet."

"What did you find in the workplace?" Lin Rui asked.

"The workshop has obviously been cleaned up, but some undiscarded garbage was found, including some packaging boxes. There is also a metal box, which is very heavy. I guess it should have been lined with lead to transport radioactive materials." Ma replied. "In the tin bucket leaning on the outside, we found 20 kilograms of unused bomb-making materials."

"There are a lot of fallen hair and **** tissues in the bathroom. It means that this backpacker has been here recently, and he contracted radiation sickness here." Scarface whispered.

Lin Rui groaned, "Those attackers are from Western countries. In order to deal with the threat of terrorism, the security checkpoints at the airports of these countries should be very meticulous. It is difficult for them to come here with dirty bombs. So someone hired a backpacker to make it here. Dirty bombs. Then wait for the attacker to come and fetch them, or he sent someone to deliver them. Where did the two British bombs come from?"

"According to their confession, the Arabs should have been sent to the hotel to meet them." Scarface nodded.

"That's right, they came empty-handed, and then someone sent them bombs, and arranged and guided them to attack. The backpacker should have completed the task, knew that something was not good, and then planned to go to Niger for shelter. But I didn't expect that because I was entangled with terrorists, I crashed into the gun of the joint counter-terrorism force. I was shot dead on the spot." Lin Rui thought for a while.

Sausage looked at the studio and nodded, "It's not very formal here, but I can see that this backpacker is a veteran bomb maker. And it seems that these tasks should not be done by him alone. At least he should have an assistant. This kind of bomb vest, here is an unfinished semi-finished product. It should be sewn by hand, and it looks like that. It’s hard to imagine this backpacker making suicide bombs while also doing needlework."

"The woman's clothes in the bedroom." Lin Rui nodded, "Before, there was another woman here who was helping him with work. Crazy Horse, go to the landlord and ask about the woman's situation. Tell him, in his rental Explosives were found in the room. If he doesn’t answer honestly, he will be treated as a terrorist. Hand him over to the Libyan government forces. No matter how much he knows, he will have to extract them completely."

Crazy Horse nodded, "I understand."

"Yelena." Lin Rui beckoned, "Ask a question that you are better at."

"What?" Yelena frowned.

"What is the height and weight of this model of woman's clothes?" Lin Rui asked while looking at the clothes Sergey found.

Yelena shook her head, "This is difficult to judge. Women's underwear size is not related to height and weight. The outer clothes of Arab women are even more generous burqas and headscarves. It is difficult to judge their body shape from this point. Fat or thin."

"We must find this woman. This woman is the backpacker’s assistant, and it is very likely to know some details. This will be a great opportunity for us. Through her, maybe we will know a lot about backpackers and this The details of the dirty bombs." Lin Rui said in a low voice, "Knowing this, it is very likely to help us grasp the current initiative."

"She might just be a woman who does needlework for backpackers." Sergey shrugged.

"Look at the clothes in the closet. When we were not turning over, the clothes were neatly arranged and folded neatly. This is not like a man would do." Lin Rui smiled slightly.

"Is this woman the wife of a backpacker?" Sergey frowned.

Lin Rui nodded and said, "It is very likely. Go, let's talk to the landlord."

Lin Rui and the others came out of the room and found the landlord who had been controlled by Crazy Horse. "Are you the landlord?" Lin Rui stared at the landlord.

This is an old man in his sixties with a goatee. He is explaining in Arabic while making innocence. "Tell him to speak English." Lin Rui whispered, "I know he understands. Don't try to avoid talking by pretending to be pitiful."

"Boss, how do you know he understands English?" Sausage whispered.

"Because he rented a house to other people, I checked several other tenants, some people don't understand Arabic at all, but only English. If the language is not clear, how can he rent to others?" Lin Rui turned around.

The old man looked at him fearfully, then mumbled something, still seeming not to admit that he knew English.

"I really don't understand, right?" Lin Rui frowned. "If you really don't understand, then you are of no use. We will tell the government forces about the situation here immediately. You should know how they will deal with extreme terrorists. I'm not kidding. The things found in this room are enough for you to sit. Two lives in prison. Don't think about coming out for the rest of your life."

The old man finally became honest, and kept begging for mercy in English instead of saying that he didn't know.

Lin Rui looked at him and said, "You know I don't want to embarrass you, you are just an insignificant person. What I want to ask is also irrelevant to you. I only want news about that woman, who is she, and is currently Where? How can we find her?"