As soon as the group sat down in the conference room, food was served.
Slices of garlic, salted herring and salmon, some salad, and a bowl of hot borscht.
Qin Fei was not interested in things like Dalieba, but the rest was quite to his liking.
I spent the whole day flying on the road. After more than ten hours of flying and hundreds of kilometers of mountain roads, I was really hungry. I didn't care about etiquette and wolfed down everything. Soon Feng Juan Can Yun ate it all.
There is no difference between Mist and Qin Fei. After all, they are both trained. Insects can enter the wild places, let alone this little thing.
In fact, after becoming a special forces soldier, the stomach is a completely functional organ, responsible for digestion and replenishing nutrients. As for the tongue and taste buds, they have long been dulled. Sometimes when he sees food, Qin Fei will subconsciously analyze its various characteristics.
Nutritional content and calories to see how long it can sustain your high-intensity combat needs.
In comparison, Lilith and Michelle were much more polite. They ate slowly and talked about business while eating.
"Colonel, I think before we came here, you should have received our briefing on the situation, as well as the photos I sent you."
"Thank you very much for your candor, Major." Alexanderkovic nodded and looked at Michelle with a smile, "Those photos are very useful to us. We compared and searched based on the photos you sent and found many interesting things.
.”
He turned around and glanced at one of his men standing behind him.
An agent came over and placed a stack of information 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 'Caucasus Fighters', and some were IS members in the Middle East. In fact, before that,
We have been tracking the organization "Caucasus Fighters" for a long time. This organization is composed of the remnants of the Chechen armed forces. They are die-hard elements. After the peace issue in the North Caucasus was resolved, they have turned to underground activities. In the past six months, they have been active in Grozny and
There have been three attacks in nearby cities, killing 15 innocent people."
After speaking, he gently raised his hand.
The agent behind him immediately turned on the LCD monitor hanging on the wall.
On the huge screen, a portrait of a man wearing a round hat, a thick curly beard, an oval face, and black eyes appeared.
"This man is called Basiev. He is 48 years old. During the Chechen War 20 years ago, he was the youngest battalion commander under Shamili Basayev, the largest leader of Chechen illegal armed forces. Later, Basayev was shot dead.
, he disappeared from the scene. Around 2008, this man reappeared in our sights. He became the leader of the "Caucasian Warrior" illegal armed organization, 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, Alexanderkovic reminded: "Major, open page five, line 26."
"Before this, we had already obtained two of Basiev'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 planning to take a long time to catch the big fish?" Michelle, who had already turned to the designated page, raised her head.
"Yes, it is easy to freeze one or two accounts, but just because it is easy, it is also easy for Basikev to reactivate another secret account. It is better to keep it." Alexanderkovic said: "
This way we can at least covertly trace the source of the funds."
"So, do you have any results?" Michelle asked.
"No." Alexanderkovic said: "Unfortunately, the funds remitted through those accounts are extremely secretive. Our people will often find that these funds are in various offshore banks around the world if they follow them.
There are also some shadow banks that jump around, and flows occur every once in a while, and the flow process is quite complicated, and it is impossible to trace their source. More importantly..."
Having said this, he took out a box from his inner pocket and gently placed it on the table and opened it.
Qin Fei's eyes fell on the box.
That's a tin box.
Alexanderkovitch opened the box and took out a pipe.
The workmanship of that pipe is very exquisite, the wood grain looks very natural and comfortable, and there is a "patinated" feeling on it, which seems to have been aged for some time.
Stuffing the tobacco leaves into the pipe, Alexanderkovic raised his pipe towards Michelle and asked: "Excuse me, Major, you don't mind if I smoke, right?"
"I think it is clearly recorded in your intelligence and information about me that I am also a smoker. I have a habit of smoking. You are asking questions knowingly, Colonel."
Alexanderkovic smiled politely, polished the lighter, lit his pipe, took two puffs and said: "More importantly, the rise of new currencies in recent years has made it more difficult for us to track. These two accounts
The liquidity has begun to decline, and recently we have also been considering whether to take the opportunity to freeze the account, because if it continues like this, we seem to be unable to use these two accounts to track the person we want to find."
"Are you referring to Bitcoin?" Michelle asked.
"That's right." Alexanderkovic 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
We can use it against our own enemies, but our enemies can also use it against us."
"So, what are you going to do now? And, what does this have to do with our operation this time?" Michelle asked.
Alexanderkovic said: "Yes. Of course there is a connection. Recently we found that these two accounts suddenly became active again and the data flow continued to increase. There is only one possibility, and that is that the organization 'Caucasian Warriors' recently accepted
A large amount of foreign aid funds, and the situation is quite urgent, because after all, this is not London, nor is it a metropolis like New York, this is the North Caucasus. It will take a certain amount of time to exchange Bitcoin and turn it into cash, and the last step is still
It must be turned into US dollars and sent to Baskif's hands."
"So we feel that this matter may be closely related to Basiev and the Holy City Force you are tracking or the Black Sun organization. Therefore, what I said before is not without purpose. It seems that our old rivals are related to yours."
The old rivals have joined forces to do something big, so a large amount of money will be needed, of course, I believe that includes the reward for Basiev."
Michelle said: "Colonel, I need to remind you that this is not just a reward. It makes me ashamed to say that. Do you think we came to ask for your cooperation because our own safety was in danger?"
Come on, we are all engaged in intelligence, and since we are all sitting together, we can understand that we are not talking secretly."
Having said this, Michelle closed the data book, pushed it in front of Qin Fei, then leaned close to the edge of the table, leaning forward to bring his face closer to Colonel Alexanderkovic.
This is an increasingly aggressive body language. Michelle did this to demonstrate to Alexanderkovic and tell him not to treat herself like a three-year-old child.
"We all know that if the Holy City Army and the Black Sun Organization want to cooperate with Basiev this time, there is only one reason, and that is the manufacturing and research of XS gel explosive. And you and I both know the origin of this XS explosive, and
You should know its characteristics. Thinking about it from another angle, we can speculate that if the lovely Mr. Basiev got a few tons of XS gel explosive, what kind of situation would you face? Is it safer than us in London?
too much?"
After saying that, Michelle's eyes were fixed on Alexanderkovic's face.
The old fox's face was like a piece of hard marble, without any change. The room suddenly became quiet, except for the rustling sound made by Qin Fei as he flipped through the information. (To be continued)