Istanbul is a magical city that spans the Eurasian continent. Ninety-nine percent of Turkey’s citizens believe in Christianity, so blue and white are the most common colors. If you look around, the buildings are basically white.
of.
No. 13 Fountain Street, this is the location where Dmitri Pavlovich may be hiding according to the information provided by TU. However, TU cannot guarantee the accuracy of the information and needs Irving and others to verify it themselves.
Istanbul is a tourist city. Many B&Bs rent out their empty rooms to supplement their family income. The US dollar cleared the way. The two of them successfully rented an empty room across the street from No. 13. The window was diagonally facing No. 13, which was just right for them.
monitoring.
This is the old city. The buildings are all of their age. Most of them are two-story buildings. Occasionally there are three-story buildings. The streets are narrow and the houses are connected. The most important thing is that the roofs are connected together and there is a passage.
Goes through all roofs.
In the room, behind the gauze curtain, a high-powered telescope was looking at the building diagonally opposite through the gap in the gauze curtain. Nicky was guarding behind the telescope.
"How's it going?" Owen asked.
"Nothing was found. The other party's windows were all hung with gauze curtains, so you couldn't see what was going on inside."
Nicky's face was expressionless, and his eyes did not leave the telescope for even a moment when he answered. They had been here for a long time, but no one came in or out of the house opposite. If it weren't for the occasional shadow shaking behind the gauze curtain, they would all suspect that it was
It's no longer an empty house.
"This can't go on like this~"
Owen secretly thought that they had to find a way to confirm whether the person in the house opposite was Pavlovich.
Owen stood behind the window and looked at the closed curtains opposite, and his mind began to work at a high speed.
"I'm going out for a trip..."
Irving thought of a way, but he needed to try it before he knew it. This method would work in the United States, but he didn't know if it would still work in Turkey.
After leaving the residence, I walked a few steps and saw a basketball court. A group of teenage Turkish boys were playing on the court.
Owen walked over and stopped to watch. Soon the teenagers noticed him and stopped what they were doing.
"What are you looking at? Foreigners, go away, this is not the place you should come..."
This is when such a big boy can be unruly. When he saw Owen next to him, a boy immediately came over with a bad tone.
Owen smiled and didn't care about the other party's attitude. He was even a little lucky to hear the other party's English with some accent. It was a good thing to be able to communicate. As for the unruly nature shown by the other party, like Tian is the boss and he is the second child, Owen said it didn't matter.
, he was also young...
Irving ignored the boy who was looking for trouble and took out a dollar bill. Irving showed it to the boys playing ball: "I have 100 US dollars here. Who wants to earn this money?"
The teenagers looked at each other, and a few of them suddenly smiled maliciously. The first few larger ones threw away the basketballs in their hands and gathered around, including the teenager who was looking for trouble just now.
Owen smiled, he understood what they wanted to do. These guys must have seen the thickness of the banknotes in his wallet when he took out the money just now. These gangsters must have done a lot of robbing tourists on weekdays, so they would regard him as a fat man.
sheep.
He lifted the hem of his clothes without leaving a trace, and the teenagers immediately stopped because they saw the pistol in the holster on Owen's waist.
It seems like we can have a good conversation now: "Did you see the cars over there? Let their sirens sound. This hundred dollars is yours..."
"..."
silence.
"Are you serious?"
The teenagers were a little hesitant because the request was too simple, and they couldn't help but wonder if the man was playing tricks on them.
"certainly."
"Whoever finishes it first gets it, I don't care which of you is the leader..."
Owen added. Immediately after he finished speaking, a small Turkish boy turned around and ran towards the cars. He was short and always ranked at the bottom among teenagers. Even when he was about to rob Owen, he was also in the back.
This was a good opportunity, so he didn't mind taking a gamble. If the guy was really tricking them, it would be fine. If not, he would have gained an extra $100, which was a lot of money.
After the short boy ran away, the others reacted and followed him one after another.
"Dududu~~~~"
The cars on the street all sounded their alarms under the continuous beating of the first boy. The sirens circled the small street and continued for a long time. The nearby residents were disturbed and stuck their heads out to check. No. 13 was no exception.
Owen noticed that there were people peeking out of the second-floor windows and the first-floor door.
"Did you get it?" Owen asked through the communicator.
"It's captured, very clear." Nicky reported from the other end.
In front of him was the Turkish boy who was the first to run. He was looking at Owen expectantly. He didn't say anything, but looked directly at the 100 dollars in Owen's hand.
"It's yours now."
Irving handed him the US dollars and then left. Behind him was the noise of the teenagers. As for whether the 100 US dollars would be robbed or how it would be distributed, it was not his business.
Back at his residence, Owen walked to the computer. There was a data cable directly connected between the computer and the digital camera. Once the camera took the image, the computer would immediately start comparing it. At this time, on the left side of the computer screen were the two photos just taken by the camera.
They are behind the window on the second floor and the doorway on the first floor. On the right, there are pictures flashing by.
Nicky narrowed the comparison scope this time, and the comparison targets were limited to terrorists in Eastern Europe. After about two minutes, the picture stopped, and two obviously similar pictures were compared, with two people listed below the picture.
The basic information is that Potuvar Chikarev, a member of the Russian radical organization "Core Group" and one of Makarov's followers, has a 100% appearance match. Dmitry Pavlovich, former
Soviet nuclear weapons expert, the appearance matches 90%...
That’s right!
Makarov's people appeared here and were with nuclear weapons expert Pavlovich, which was consistent with the information he got from the whiteboard before. Then they should be able to find Pavlovich as long as they keep an eye on him.
Makarov.
Several local Turkish people upstairs were yelling at the naughty kid below who was taking pictures of the car. The naughty kid didn't reply after being scolded and left immediately. Without the intervention of outsiders, the car alarm automatically went off after a certain amount of time.
The streets are quiet again.
"They ordered food~~~"
Owen was thinking wildly when Nicky's report came from the window. Owen took a few steps to the window and saw a pizza delivery guy on a motorcycle parked in front of the house. He kicked off the motorcycle stand and took it out of his backpack.
He knocked on the door opposite with a pizza box.
After a while, a man appeared at the door, it was Potuvar Chikarev just now. After taking the pizza, Chikarev handed over a stack of money and quickly closed the door. The pizza boy counted happily on his hands.
I left with the money I won, it seems like I gave a lot of tips this time.