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It is not a fluke that this organization is famous all over the world.

After thinking about it for a while, Ronan opened the window and issued an order, and a pitch-black raven descended from the dark sky.

The bomb entered the room, looking at Ronan with dark eyes.

Ronan threw out a few pieces of barbecue, sealed the USB drive, and stuffed it into the loop on the raven's foot.

The raven pecked at the meat, as if only eating was important.

Ronan issued a new order: "Go to Europe as quickly as possible and deliver the things to Ilsa or Helen."

The raven croaked twice, flapped its wings and flew up, got out of the window and soared into the sky.

It was extremely fast, like a small fighter jet, disappearing into the vast night.

Ronan found his mobile phone, dialed Ilsa's number, waited for the phone to be picked up, and said, "I just bought something and it was mailed. You and Helen will pay attention to check it."

Ilsa replied: "Understood." She asked again: "When are you free?"

Ronan thought for a while and said, "Wait until the business here is done."

The two didn't say much, and quickly hung up the phone.

Ronan packed his things and buried himself in sleep.

…………

In the middle of the night, in the building with the signboard of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, many offices are still brightly lit.

In each office, the phone rang one after another.

Just like those who were killed by Mossad, the agents also had their homes, and their families couldn't wait for them to come back, and they didn't notify in advance, so they called to inquire.

No one answered the cell phone, and no one answered the office phone.

Cherlia, who also worked in the secret department, couldn't contact her husband Kafka, so she called the wives of several of her husband's colleagues, and they were also anxiously waiting for someone to come back.

But people still can't get in touch!

Sherelia felt something was wrong, so she decisively called the police and drove to Safra Square.

Two policemen patrolling near Safra Square, after receiving instructions from the main station, reluctantly went to the office building of the Jerusalem Ministry of the Interior to check the situation.

No one wants to be near the Ministry of the Interior, but orders must be carried out.

The police car stopped in front of the internal affairs department, and two patrol officers, one old and one new, got off the car.

The young policeman glanced at the front hall of the office building with the lights on, and said, "What could be the matter? The Ministry of Internal Affairs has always been looking for trouble. Who dares to trouble the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"

The old policeman said: "Don't talk nonsense, follow the order."

The two came to the glass door, which automatically opened to both sides.

The young policeman walked in first and said, "Hi, we are patrol officers. We received a report that there is something abnormal here..."

No answer at all!

There was no one at the front desk with the lights on.

Just as the young policeman was about to move forward, he was grabbed by the old policeman.

The latter opened the holster, took out the pistol, and twitched his nose: "It smells like blood!"

The young policeman quickly drew out his gun.

This is Jerusalem!

Attacks happen one after another!

The two walked forward in tandem, one behind the other. There was no one at the front desk. Turning to the corridor on the other side, a person in a black security uniform was lying in a pool of blood.

Security's hand was on the holster around his waist, but he didn't pull it out at all. There was a bloody hole in his neck, which should have been stabbed by a dagger or a short knife.

The old police quickly backed away and called for backup at the same time!

The young policeman wanted to go inside to check the situation: "The criminal may not have left!"

The old policeman grabbed him: "You don't want to die?" He is old and mature, and he has seen too much and experienced too much in these years: "The one who can be the security guard of the Ministry of Internal Affairs is an ordinary person? This person didn't even draw a gun. When he came out, he was killed with a cold weapon, and we still pray that the murderer is gone."

The young policeman stopped and followed the old policeman out of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Within a few minutes, police lights flashed, sirens sounded, and a large number of policemen rushed over.

But the police could only control the periphery, and a group of people in combat uniforms entered the building.

The person who led the team only searched the first floor, and couldn't help saying: "It's too miserable! I was stabbed to death with a cold weapon!"

In the office building, no one was spared, all were killed!

When it was almost dawn, the preliminary search and investigation in the building was completed, and the corpses were brought out one by one.

Mossad Deputy Director Barnea who came over after receiving the news had an extremely ugly expression on his face.

The leadership of Mossad in Jerusalem was taken away in one pot!

What should I do next?There is bound to be great confusion in the short term.

After dawn, Barnea came to the morgue to see his old subordinate Baruch and Kafka for the last time.

In a lounge, family members of those who died were also seen.

Balnea came to Cheria and said, "My condolences."

Sherelia was wearing a black veil, tears streaming down her face: "Mr. Minister, please avenge them!"

Other family members were excited.

After finally calming down the crowd, Barneya called out Sheeria alone.

The other party also engaged in secret work.

Sherelia asked, "Arabs?"

Barnea first emphasized: "I won't talk about the discipline, don't tell the outside world." He knew that he couldn't hide it from Sherelia, and said: "The on-site surveillance caught the trace of the other party. That person is fast, good at hiding, and good at assassination. Ah Sasin's high-ranking assassin!"

Sheeria was in grief and couldn't help saying: "Our policies in recent years have been too weak, making the Arabs think that we have concerns and are weak and can be bullied! Mr. Minister, please investigate to the end no matter what!"

Barnea said: "The Mossad will never let the murderer go!"

Sherelia said again: "Mr. Minister can speak in front of the Prime Minister. Should we reconsider our relationship with the Arabs? Raising the knife again may not be a bad thing."

Barnea, also a hardliner, responded with silence.

After a while, he said: "If the enemy wants to kill you, you should kill the enemy first!"

For the national interests of Israel, there is nothing Mossad cannot do!

Leaving the mortuary, Barnea immediately called a meeting of the remaining elite Mossad personnel in Jerusalem, and at the same time mobilized personnel from other areas to help.

The focus of the work in the next few days is to find this Assassin assassin, capture him alive or kill him!

Mossad agents can desperately serve the country, because if they miss, Israel will save them at any cost. Once they die, Mossad will take revenge immediately!

So many elite personnel died in the line of duty, Mossad must give an explanation as soon as possible!

The headquarters of the Mossad in Tel Aviv selected suitable political personnel from among the Arab countries with strong anti-Semitism that day, and prepared to respond!

Then, Barnea met with Medelli, the actual head of the Israeli military and police in the Jerusalem region.

The follow-up actions require the support of this senior member of the military and police.

The power of Mossad is more distributed outside Israel.

Although Medley is only the deputy commander of the military and police in the Jerusalem region, his official position is more like a politician, and he doesn't know much about security and military affairs. In fact, he has always been in charge of affairs.

"Don't worry!" Madeley vowed, "As long as Mossad finds clues, I will leave this assassin's life in Jerusalem!"

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In the east of Jerusalem, where the rich live.

The settlements here are basically composed of villas.

Ronan was wearing a black shirt and hood, standing on top of a big tree, motionless, as if he was integrated with the big tree.

Occasionally someone or a car passed by below, but no one could find his trace.

His sharp eyes fixed on a villa hundreds of meters away. In the yard behind the fence, a tall female model came out of the room, did some simple stretching movements, plunged into the swimming pool, and swam like a mermaid. verb: move.

The female model's name is Rafaeli. She served in the army and was later transferred to the Israeli police department.

Natural appearance is a kind of resource, but if you can make a career out of it, there are basically people behind you.

Rafaeli is no exception. There is no shortage of beauties in Israel. In this country where all the people are soldiers, there are countless beauties in the army and police.

She stands out because Madley is behind it!

These are the information Ronan got from Abbas.

Ronan has been in Los Angeles, worked briefly as an artist in the fashion industry, and Jess also founded a film and television production company. Ronan has long been familiar with it.

After watching for a while, Rafaeli left the swimming pool, went back to the room to change clothes, and came out dressed up in a dress that highlighted her body curve.

Ronan noticed three cars entering the settlement in the distance, a black off-road vehicle at the front and rear, guarding the bulletproof Mercedes-Benz sedan in the middle.

The car stopped at the entrance of Rafaeli's villa, surrounded by several guards. The middle-aged man in casual clothes got out of the car and entered the gate of the villa.

The guards followed in, methodically deployed their defenses, and held key positions.

Ronan could see clearly that this was the target Medley!

Seeing Madeley and Rafaeli enter the villa, Ronan looked around and saw no one around. He jumped over the wall on the side of the road, and walked out of the villa very quickly and quietly, leaving only A gust of wind in the back.

Ronan, like a kangaroo with ten times stronger jumping ability, jumped up and easily climbed over the wall, passed near the swimming pool, and got into the villa.

The six guards outside were unaware.

Entering the villa, Ronan heard the sound of rushing water on the second floor, and Rafaeli was coming down the stairs to get something.

When she entered the room on the first floor, Ronan turned up to the second floor and reached into the bedroom.

In the center, there is a huge water bed.

There are lots of fun items on it.

Among them are condoms.

Ronan suddenly thought of love poison, it seems that he still has stock here.

But love poison was invented by the Russian Security Agency and improved by Mossad, which does not conform to the killing style of Assassin assassins.

There was movement in the bathroom, Ronan ran to the side of the bathroom and hid beside the door.

With the sound of rustling footsteps, the bathroom door opened, and Madley came out with a towel around his waist.

A black lightning struck from the side!

Medley was born in the army, and he is stable in times of danger, but without weapons, he can only reach out to block him in a hurry!

With a puff, the palm was pierced, and he couldn't bear the huge force at all. The sharp blade and the palm were nailed into the left chest together!

Ronan turned on his spirit vision, soul fragments +12!

At the same time as the black matte short sword was drawn, the person disappeared in place!

Whistling on the stairs, Rafaeli walked up the stairs briskly.

Such a big man is enough to guarantee that she will make enough money in the next few years, and it is estimated that both sides will get tired of it.

She can use the fame and status of the model to find a businessman to marry and continue to live a rich life.

On the second floor, the tip of the nose smelled a strange smell.

Rafaeli couldn't help quickening her pace: "My dear..."

When they came to the open door of the bedroom and saw the backer lying in a pool of blood, Rafaeli screamed piercingly: "Help! Help..."

…………

A black car drove out of the underground parking lot four kilometers away from the villa area.

While driving, Ronan checked a piece of memory he had obtained.

In a small building not far from Safra Square, Mossad Deputy Director Barnea who rushed over from Tel Aviv discussed with Medley how to launch an operation as soon as possible to search for the high-ranking assassin from Assad!

Ronan carefully recalled that among the intelligence materials Ilsa gave him before, there was information about Balnea.

Mossad's real power deputy director, with outstanding ability, is considered to be a strong contender for the next director of Mossad!