Danny Zorn came up to report that of course a professional like Conklin would not make any stupid mistakes. From the time he came to Europe, the traces of Zaid and his party have been under their surveillance. The person in charge of monitoring discovered that Zaid and his team were under surveillance.
The actions of Ed and others were immediately reported to Danny Zorn.
"Where are they going?"
Conklin frowned.
"Their private plane has just applied with the Air Traffic Control Bureau for a route to Turin, Italy..."
Turin?
Conklin looked at his assistant, and intuitively felt that the reaction of Zaid and others was related to Irving.
"Analyze the relationship between the two..."
Danny Zorn took the order and left. CIA analysts did some operations on the computer and comprehensively analyzed various intelligences. A few minutes later, Danny Zorn dialed Conklin's extension again: "Boss, according to all aspects
According to intelligence analysis, the probability that Steve Irwin's destination is Turin is 60%..."
"Who's that nighthawk over there?"
"Jason Bourne, but action records show that Bourne once met Owen..."
"Activate him."
Conklin has enough confidence in Bourne. Bourne is the strongest of all nighthawks and has completed the most tasks.
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Italy
Pyrmont is the main high-end wine producing area in Italy. It is dotted with wineries of all sizes and is also a well-known scenic spot for cultural tourism.
The distance from Berlin, Germany to Turin, Italy is about 900 kilometers. If it were offered to ordinary people, they would definitely choose to fly. However, Owen's situation is special and driving is more convenient.
Fortunately, the transportation throughout Europe is integrated, and it is very convenient to travel between various countries by car.
Owen drove for 10 hours and finally arrived at the small town of Ifreya in Turin.
This is one of the eight major tourist towns in the Pyrmont region. It is quite famous and has a special tourist route. Owen passed several tourist buses on the way here.
When he arrived at the town, Irving first drove around the town a few times to get familiar with the environment. Then he drove the car onto the main road and looked at the number plates of the houses on the roadside, No. 8, No. 9, Irving
I remember the number on the phone was the town's number 13.
Owen parked the car on the side of the road and dialed Ghost's phone.
"I'm here, where are you?"
"Bullseye and I arrived in the morning, and the others are still on the way."
Everyone in Omega acted separately and tried their best to get there. Ghost and Bullseye came by plane using false identities, so they were the fastest.
While he was talking, a tour bus stopped not far in front of him, the door opened, and tourists got out one after another. Owen saw Doki and Ela dressed as tourists inside.
The two of them did not find Owen, and Owen had no intention of greeting them. They just left with the tour group.
Owen abandoned the car on the side of the road, got out of the car, and followed the tour group, but his keen intuition noticed that there was a pair of eyes diagonally opposite him that had been watching him.
Owen pretended not to know, and the other party's eyes were always on him, which made Owen even more sure that it was not an illusion.
But then, Owen found that the other party was coming directly towards him. Now he could no longer pretend not to notice. He stopped and looked at the other party and found that it was an old man. The old man met his eyes and did not panic at all. On the contrary,
There was still a smile on his face.
Owen stopped, and the opponent took two steps forward.
"Sir, I am an aboriginal here and I am very familiar with everything here. There is nothing about Ifreya that I don't know. You can call me Old Mike. If you need anything, I can help you. I guess you
You must be a tourist, so you definitely need a comfortable and cheap room, I can help you..."
After talking for a long time, it turned out that the old man was a local tour guide.
Owen looked at himself. He was probably following the tour group, which caused them to mistake him as a tourist. But it was good to have such a person. Owen just wanted to inquire about something.
"Okay, please introduce this place to me first, and I will pay you."
Owen's answer obviously made the other party very happy, and his old face was full of enthusiasm.
"Okay, sir, please come here with me..."
The old man led Owen forward, apparently wanting to introduce him to the history of this place. What Owen wanted to know most was the information about No. 13, what kind of people lived where, and how many people there were? But he couldn't come up and just do that.
Asking, I had to make insinuations, so I pretended to be very interested and listened to Old Mike's introduction.
After walking for a while, Owen felt that the heat was almost there, and finally said: "Old Mike, I want to ask you something..."
"Of course, no problem. I know everyone here. What do you want to know?"
Old Mike patted his chest, and Owen was about to continue when a little girl with a dog not far away suddenly said hello.
"Hello, old Mike, I haven't seen you for a few days..."
The girl smiled and greeted Old Mike, looking very familiar. Just as Old Mike said, he knew everyone in this town.
"Oh, Sophia, I felt a little uncomfortable the past two days and didn't go out. Where are you going?"
"Jimmy's dog food has been eaten up. I'm going to Aunt Anxi's to buy some dog food..."
The little girl named Sophia pointed at the Labrador on the ground, but the Labrador suddenly barked at Old Mike.
"Jimmy, what are you doing? Keep your voice down, Jimmy, this is old Mike, don't you know him..."
The little girl pulled the Labrador to prevent the dog from jumping on her. At the same time, she looked at Old Mike apologetically. Old Mike waved his hand: "It's nothing. Maybe Jimmy is hungry and not in a good mood. You go quickly."
The little girl apologized again and left with her dog. Only then did Old Mike turn around and ask: "Sorry, I was interrupted just now. What did you want to say?"
"Oh...it's nothing. I just want to say that I'm a little tired. Can you recommend me a hotel with better value for money? I want to take a rest."
"No problem, please come with me."
Soon old Mike introduced him to a youth hotel with a very reasonable price, only twenty euros a night.
"Then sir, please rest first. This is my business card. If you need anything, you can call me at any time."
Old Mike left a business card and left. Owen closed the door and began to look around the room.
The room was not big and looked quite tidy. Owen put his ear against the door and unzipped his backpack when he heard the sound of Old Mike coming downstairs and disappeared.
He took out a set of detection equipment, and then he began to detect everywhere in the room. The detector swept everywhere, including the walls, vents, furniture, and bathrooms. There was never a sharp alarm sound, which meant that the room was very clean, at least.