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After the fitness class was over, as usual, Patrik drank tea with Latifah before leaving the manor.

Latifa immediately called her mother and sisters, and it didn't take too long to get positive feedback. Rashid agreed to her attendance at the wedding.

The crown prince's marriage to the sixth princess is not a personal emotional issue, but involves the relationship between the two countries.

The presence of all family members can also show that it is valued.

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After leaving the manor, Patrik drove past the palace.

Many workers here are busy, repainting gold powder on many decorations of the palace.

The crown prince of Dubai married the princess of Jordan, a major event in the Arab world.

But Israel does not want to see this situation.

Although the relationship between Jordan and Israel has eased slightly in the past two years, it cannot change that Jordan is one of the most hostile Arab countries to Israel.

The current king is even more hardline anti-Semitic.

Rashid is involved in the high-level of the Arab secret organization Assassin, and his personal position is implicitly leaning towards the opposite of Israel.

The further alliance of the two forces is not in Israel's interest.

Israel has always been tough and cruel in dealing with Arab anti-Semitic forces, and Mossad is the sharpest knife.

This knife can not only kill the enemy, but even hurt oneself.

Not one or two of the moderates in Israel were killed.

After changing into sportswear, Patrik went out with the dog and walked along the seaside sidewalk into a coastal park.

There are not many trees in the park.

In places like Dubai, where rainfall is scarce, trees are a luxury.

A normal tree can cost several thousand dollars a year to maintain.

To judge people's wealth, the tree in the yard is one of the most intuitive manifestations.

Patrik came to the fence facing the sea, tied the dog to the fence, and blew the sea breeze.

Next to it, someone is watching the sunset.

Wolff asked softly: "Have you seen the target?"

Patrik said: "Just came back from there, the princess is not emotionally stable, and her mentality is rather anxious. The long-term confinement life makes her extremely yearn for freedom."

Wolfe nodded: "The day of the wedding will be the best opportunity."

Patrik asked, "I just helped her escape?"

"There are the latest instructions from above." Patric will be used later to sneak into the wedding. Wolfe said simply: "Jerusalem is going to destroy the marriage between Dubai and Jordan. At that time, you will be responsible for covering people from entering. Find a way Get your pass."

Although Patrik is a Jew recruited from Germany, she has undergone rigorous training in Mossad and understands Mossad's behavior better, and immediately understands what her colleagues are going to do: "If someone dies at the wedding, it will give Israel... "

Wolfe said: "No one will die." He said a name casually: "Ah... Rafat."

Patrik understood that this was the way to prepare for a chronic attack.

Worried about her fear of repercussions, Wolf said: "Mission accomplished, you'll retire from Mossad, get plastic surgery, and live in peace."

"For Israel!" Patrik has a very strong sense of identity with her Jewish identity: "What else do I need?"

Wolfe shook his head: "No, we are not the ones who will execute it. Jerusalem will send someone else."

Patrik untied the dog leash and led the dog back.

Wolf walked in the other direction and made a call: "Reply to my hometown, the split plan is going well."

Waiting for a response from the other side, he asked, "Is there any news?"

"No."

"Assassin's people may arrive at any time, and they will leave Dubai immediately after talking. There is not much time left for us. Let the peripheral personnel and dark lines activate their relationship and find out their hiding place."

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Dubai, Karama neighborhood.

In the restaurant on the roof, Ronan waited for a man in a suit and black-rimmed glasses.

The man saw the newspapers and pages that Ronan had put on the edge of the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat opposite him.

Ronan looked at him slightly. The man was about 30 years old, with a big Arab beard, big hands and long arms.

"August." He took the initiative to introduce himself and asked, "What's your name?"

Ronan said, "Murphy."

August didn't have any nonsense: "The headquarters activates me, let me fully cooperate with you, no matter what you want to do, even if you blow up Dubai."

Ronan understated: "It's not that serious."

August had met the current leader, who was a very serious woman who would not joke about such things.

Ronan said: "You have been operating in Dubai for many years, and you have a good understanding of the various intelligence networks in Dubai?"

"It's not like I know much about it." Auguste was very modest: "There are some connections."

Ronan said: "I want the names and addresses of several Mossad peripheral intelligence personnel, as soon as possible."

August picked up his cell phone, made a call, and said, "Wait a minute."

Taking advantage of the waiting time, he asked, "Are you going to deal with Mossad? The Middle East is their territory."

Ronan asked back: "Do you know Mossad very well?"

August raised his arm, and the sleeve slid down, revealing the long scar on his wrist: "In 2000, the masterpiece of Mossad agents, I almost broke my hand."

Ronan asked, "What happened?"

August suddenly laughed: "You know what? I'm a Jew."

Ronan said calmly: "There are good and bad Jews, it's normal."

"In the eyes of the Israelis, I am that kind of bad Jew." August put down his hands: "My parents are people who are committed to the Arab-Israeli peace talks, and then they encountered Rabin's treatment and were cleaned up by their own family."

Ronan said casually, "Sorry."

August smiled and shook his head: "It doesn't matter." He further said: "For the rest of my life, I will only do one thing, which will make Mossad and Israel unlucky."

Hearing this, Ronan thought of Ilsa.

Ilsa knew what kind of person he was, so she specially left the contact information of such a person for him.

August said again: "If it is a big operation against Mossad, please be sure to bring me! Trust me, I can help you."

Ronan refused: "No, you have more important things to do, this is just a small action, you continue to lurk, waiting for better opportunities."

He couldn't expose Syndicate's eyes in Dubai because of such an action.

The current Syndicate is not Solomon Ryan's Syndicate, but Ilsa's Syndicate.

In other words, Syndicate's eyes are his eyes.

Such an important shadow should be used in a more important place.

August's cell phone vibrated. After connecting, he said a few words, hung up the phone quickly, and said a few names and addresses.

Ronan memorized them one by one.

August said again: "My people found that some outside personnel and secret agents of the Mossad suddenly became extremely active. They seem to be looking for someone, can't they be looking for you?"

Ronan said: "Don't worry, they are not looking for me now."

August looked carefully, but there was no trace of makeup on the opposite side.

Ronan said again: "Dubai is your home stadium, do me a favor, pay more attention to the news about Mossad, and let me know if there is any new situation."

August responded, "Yes."

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Chapter 237 The Mad Nail Stranger

Pedestrians came and went in a hurry, Ronan stood at the intersection and looked at the big screen on the street, which was showing the weather forecast.

The highest temperature in Dubai in winter is only over 20 degrees, and the climate is pleasant, but sandstorms are frequent.

"This sandstorm is coming fiercely. It is expected to arrive in Dubai at [-] o'clock tonight and may last until noon tomorrow. Please stay at home as much as possible and don't go out..."

Ronan glanced at his watch, and then looked at the southern sky, which was covered with thick yellow clouds.

In the sky, many birds are flying north, seeming to avoid danger.

The news was still playing on the big screen, one of which was about Crown Prince Rashid of Dubai, because of a sudden sandstorm, the King of Jordan and Princess Haya will not arrive in Dubai until tomorrow night.

But it will not affect the wedding.

Steele and Ibrahim got out of a car parked on the side of the road and walked toward a convenience store.

In the earphones Ronan was wearing, Bahuhe's voice sounded: "They set off."

"I saw it." Ronan replied.

Then, activate the eyes of the mind, and use the eyes of the raven in the sky to quickly check the surrounding conditions.

Ronan said: "Everything is normal now."

Bahuch ordered: "Go into the shop!"

Watching carefully, Steele and Ibrahim entered the convenience store on the south side of Dubai.

The wind was getting stronger, and Ronan, like an ordinary passer-by, turned to the opposite side of the convenience store, got into a Land Rover Defender, and observed the situation inside through the glass curtain wall of the convenience store.

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There are only three employees in the store.

One of them is husband and wife, Besiji and Feng Na from Finland.

The former is tallying the goods, the latter is responsible for the cash register, and there is an Indian employee who carries the goods.

The couple has been in Dubai for five or six years to seek a living. The convenience store business is good and their life is rich. They even bought a house in Dubai, and they seem to be planning to take root here.

As a tourist city, Dubai is much more tolerant of outsiders than local residents.

The sandstorm hit, and many people came out to buy things. There would be a lot of customers in the store, and there was an endless stream of people choosing goods and checking out.

When Feng Na pays the bill, she always looks up and smiles at people, looking very polite.

In fact, use this short time to quickly look at the customer's appearance.

Few people know that Feng Na and Bethji are both Jewish. Not long after they came to Dubai, someone came to their door and provided financial and other resources to help them establish a foothold in Dubai easily.

There are not many things that need them to do, and they use the store to contact more people, and try to help collect some information as much as possible.

Or provide help when necessary.

In this way, Feng Na and Besiji became peripheral personnel of Mossad.

In the past few years, I have lived a stable and prosperous life.

As soon as the two non-local Arabs came in, Feng Na noticed and looked at her husband with a wink.

Bethji loaded up a box of goods and came to the opposite side of the two people's shelves.

I vaguely heard a whisper, obviously not a Dubai accent.

"Buy more things, and try not to come out when you go back."

"Yes, they'll be here in a few days."

After loading the goods, Besiji quickly turned to the other side of the shelf, passed by two Arabs, and said with a smile, "Sorry, I'll go over."

Steele and Ibrahim decisively ended the conversation and quickly made way for a passage.

Besiji passed by and had already seen the faces of the two of them clearly. One was an unfamiliar face, and the other had a beard, which was very familiar.

He turned to another angle and gestured to Feng Na.

The two bought a lot of things, enough to feed four or five people for several days, and when they came to the front desk to check out, they used cash.