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Because he was worried that the person would make new requests, such as providing information related to Russia's secrets, Igor seemed to be deceiving himself, never logged in to this mailbox, and deliberately ignored it.

Seeing a piece of information about Chita today, Igor naturally thought of that person and the mailbox that the person said.

The mail opened, and Igor's eyes widened.

The content inside is about the death of Begovic, the representative of the pro-Russian forces in Ukraine!

Russia's conclusion is very clear, the assassination of Begovic must be done by NATO or the Americans!

Gru favors the latter, who else but the Americans?

It's not made by Americans, it's made by Americans!

Igor read it quickly and grasped the key point. The person who made the move was the CIA. Langley specially dispatched a supervisor named Pamela from North America to direct the operation. There was also a photo of Pamela on it.

After reading the email and printing out Pamela's photo, Igor quickly reported to the director, who then reported to the safety committee.

By the afternoon, the new directive came down, and the GRU had to fight back, launching an operation that would have a serious negative impact on the United States, and even hinder its key development.

Igor then attended a meeting and got a lot of important information.

Information left over from the Red Empire!

A special group went from Budapest to New York as early as the 70s, and took root in New York. Russia tried to wake it up several times but ended in failure.

This time there is a very suitable candidate, a very suitable opportunity!

The task was handed over to Igor, but he didn't need to dispatch it himself, but he needed to be commanded by remote control.

Igor left the meeting room and went straight to the GRU's secret training base.

Along the way, he was further familiarizing himself with the materials and deliberating over and over again.

Then, Igor sadly discovered that Russia not only relies on archeology for military equipment, but also relies on archaeology for the infiltration of spies.

The legacy left by the Red Empire is indeed Russia's most precious wealth.

When I arrived at the training base, Igor gave some instructions, and soon someone brought Suzy Barnion who was training here.

"Your training ended early." Igor pointed to the opposite chair and asked people to sit down: "Go back and prepare, and return to the United States tomorrow."

Susie sat upright: "Yes!"

Igor handed her the information bag: "This ballet troupe is recruiting personnel. Your task is to apply for the ballet troupe and become a dancer in the troupe."

Susie opened it, and there was information about the ballet company inside.

Igor said: "Your parents were famous aborigine rebels who died in the planning of the FBI and CIA. You inherited their blood with extraordinary repercussions. Go to this dance troupe and show and release the power of your blood to your heart's content. I will help you fulfill your wish!"

The GRU recruited Suzy for a special reason.

Susie read the information carefully. This ballet troupe with deep qualifications is an extremely special existence.

They used to serve the Red Empire in secret, and later broke away from the United States.

Igor said: "This mission is very dangerous."

Susie raised her head, her eyes were very firm: "I will finish it!"

From the moment she learned the truth about her parents' death, she only hated America!

A group of tenants seized the landlord's house and wanted to kill the landlord. Not only did the landlord have no place to reason, but he also wanted to be grateful for the little resources given by the former visitor.

Susie just wanted to get back a little bit of interest, even if it was insignificant.

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Chapter 205 The Essence of a Gentleman and the Provocation of a Loyal Employee (8000)

Varna, Golden Sands Hotel.

Wearing a neat suit, Ronan entered the hotel lobby. According to the agreement with Cobra, he went straight to the top floor of the hotel to meet Baron Lestat in the identity of a firefly.

After getting out of the elevator, there was a man in black leaning against the wall on one side, looking at him: "Are you alone?"

Ronan heard the description of this man in the interrogation of the fireflies, and said: "Major, I have always been a loner."

Major Brad turned his head: "Follow me."

Ronan followed him into the hall, and there were three other people in the hall.

A handsome white-faced guy with half-long hair looked like a servant, pouring wine for Baron Lestat, who was pale and slender like a woman.

Maybe it's not wine, because the whole body is blood red and smells like blood!

On the single sofa next to it, a woman was sitting, also tasting wine: "The blood of a virgin is always so sweet!"

She is tall, sexy and beautiful, dressed in black from head to toe, black windbreaker, black boots, long black hair, and black-rimmed glasses.

Ronan met Baroness Cabore once in Oro-Ibia's Hunting Palace.

Lestat pointed to the slanted sofa: "Firefly, you are very punctual."

"I serve money." Ronan said the mantra of Firefly. He sat on the sofa and declined Louis's wine: "You paid the money on time."

Lestat said: "This operation was successful, and I allow you to pick five items from the underground treasury."

Ronan smiled very happily: "Baron, I like the fact that you pay the money!" He pondered a little: "I have a message for you, the leader of the syndicate, Solomon Ryan, has gone to meet Valentine!"

Lestat applauded: "You did a good job, this is very important news."

Ronan said again: "In order to prevent Ryan from recognizing me, I will accompany with my true face."

Lestat said, "Yes."

The Baroness crossed her legs: "Firefly, you should join Cobra, you will never do great things by yourself."

Ronan said: "I have never thought about doing big things, I just want to make money! Join you? Don't be kidding, I will obey your orders when I become your subordinate, and you will pay me a large commission again? Baroness, please Don't take me for a fool like White Ghost."

The baroness flicked her long hair, showing a bright face: "I'll wait for you to officially join and dance with you."

Ronan still maintains Firefly's style: "If you have money, you can find any kind of woman."

The baroness looked ill.

Lestat looked at the wall clock: "White Ghost is late."

Brad said, "Can't reach him."

The baroness continued: "I said before that the islanders seem to be civilized, but in fact they are capricious. They are a group of wild beasts in their bones. They are not credible at all."

Lestat said: "Wait another half an hour, if he still doesn't arrive, we will set off."

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In the southwest of the city, on top of the tallest building.

The gray-haired Valentine raised his binoculars and looked at the mountains in the distance. The Arada Monastery is forty kilometers away from the city, and it is surrounded by mountains, so it cannot be seen at all.

Ryan crossed his arms and asked, "Why does Gaia have an altar here?"

Valentine continued to observe, saying: "As early as the Bronze Age, the Greeks settled here and named it Odyssos until it surrendered to Alexander the Great."

Ryan nodded: "I see."

He didn't say much about some things, but left it to Ronan. What he had to do was to lay the foundation: "Do you know fireflies?"

Valentine heard: "The international mercenary?"

"Firefly has been hired by Lestat, lurking beside me, doing things for Cobra." Ryan said according to the plan discussed with Ronan: "Actually, I have discovered him a long time ago, this time Firefly will join Lestat Special team, go to the underground altar together."

Valentine put down the binoculars and turned to Ryan: "It seems that you have done some work."

Ryan said: "You promised me that after this operation, pull out the seeds and set me free."

Valentine patted him lightly on the shoulder: "Of course! My promise has always been valid."

Ryan nodded slightly: "I told Firefly to spy on Lestat."

Naturally, Valentine would not completely trust Cobra, and also had some reservations: "Tell me?"

Ryan said: "I gave him a promise of 500 million euros, and he will secretly lean on our side, and if there is an unexpected situation, he will secretly help us."

Valentine nodded: "Very good! But you have to be careful, these mercenaries only work for money!

Blade Girl Gazelle came up from downstairs and said, "Ready, shall we go?"

Valentine put away the binoculars: "Go!"

Ryan followed behind, a little puzzled: "The three of us, isn't it a little less?"

The Blade Girl said: "Bulgaria has strengthened its control over the northern part of the Black Sea coast, and it is easy to attract suspicion when a large group of people comes in."

Valentine is very confident: "Don't worry, we have the protection of the Mother Earth. As long as I stand on the earth, I will receive the blessings of the Mother God continuously, and no one can threaten us."

The three of them went downstairs, got into an off-road vehicle, and headed straight to the southwest mountainous area.

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Romania, Bucharest.

The taxi stopped in front of the Lorraine bar. Ilsa got out of the car, came to the door of the bar, and handed a card directly: "I want to see Lorraine."

The guard at the door called and took Ilsa upstairs.

Entering that room, Ilsa sat on the sofa directly opposite Lorraine.

Not long after we met last time, Lorraine cut off her shiny long hair and turned it into neat short hair that reaches the ears.

Lorraine waved his hand: "You all go out."

The guard and the other woman in the room all left.

Before the latter left, he closed the door.

Lorraine picked up a pack of cigarettes on the coffee table, took out one and lit it: "You're back so soon?"

Ilsa said directly: "Egorova is a traitor of the CIA, do you know that?"

Lorraine was silent, took a puff of cigarette, and slowly exhaled the smoke: "I said I don't know, do you believe it?"

Ilsa asked back: "Do you think I should believe it?"

"You should believe it." The smoke curled into a white mist in Lorraine's hand: "I came to Bucharest and haven't left for many years. No matter how well-informed I am, it is also restricted."

Ilsa didn't refute, just said a name: "CIA, Senior Operations Director, Pamela!"

Lorraine took a puff of cigarette and exhaled more smoke: "Since you know, why ask more?"

Ilsa put her hands on the armrest of the sofa: "You are one of my first teachers, why?"

After smoking one cigarette, Lorraine took out a second one and lit it: "Doing things with money is my professional principle!"

Ilsa asked: "The CIA really gave you money? I don't believe it."

"Well said, the CIA did not give me money, but that's not the point." Lorraine opened his mouth, and puffed out smoke again: "Romania has joined NATO, and the CIA's hand has really reached out, how do people like me choose? Some options? Don’t you know the CIA’s principles? It’s either me or the enemy!”

She seemed to be very emotional: "The CIA doesn't give me a choice, and I don't have a choice! If you were in my position, what can I do? What can I do? I didn't target anyone, I just wanted to live and continue to live Go down and keep running my bar and business..."

Ilsa said softly: "If I hadn't noticed it, I would have died."

Lorraine flicked the ash: "You are still alive, go, get out of here, and don't come back."

Ilsa didn't mean to stand up: "There is a gun under the table."

Lorraine's excited emotions dissipated in an instant, and turned into that calm intelligence dealer again: "What do you want?"

Ilsa said: "You were my first teacher, so I came to meet you instead of rushing in." She sighed: "Remember? You taught us a game before, one two three grab Candy, develop reflexes and release speed."

Lorraine put her hands flat on the armrest of the sofa: "I never thought we would have today."

Ilsa said: "As usual, you count!"

Lorraine nodded: "It's started." Her whole body tensed up instantly: "1..."

As soon as the first number was said, Lorraine's hand grabbed under the coffee table and touched the handle of the pistol!

She wants to live, not to die!

So, don't wait until three!

A fool would wait until three times to touch the gun!

But on the other side, Ilsa already had an extra HKUSP pistol in her hand, the black muzzle pointed at her, and she pulled the trigger without hesitation.