Battlefield Contract Worker

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Four days later, Cobain excitedly informed them. "I've found a place."

The Bechalov Gardens are located on the outskirts of the wilderness. In the suburbs, everything is in the most primitive and natural state except for the asphalt road that can prove that there have been traces of artificial development.

On both sides of the road is an endless gray-yellow wilderness, where the land shows the most primitive and mysterious nature.

Much of the area close to the town has been bought out by developers: only a small part of the suburbs far from the town centre remain as they are. This garden villa is built here.

In the clear blue night, the antique-shaped spire of Bechalov Villa plunged straight into the sky, slicing the sky in half like a sharp sword.

The garden in front of the villa was deserted, and the remaining glass trees and weeds grew wildly together. Under the sway of the night wind, they twisted their limbs unscrupulously like a group of demons and monsters who ran out to revel in the night.

In vain, it added a desolate and terrifying atmosphere to the villa.

Lin Rui and his men drove to the hillside near the villa and looked at the devastated garden with binoculars, feeling desolate.

"Are you sure it's here?" Lin Rui asked in a low voice.

"Absolutely sure, he has logged into the dark web with this ID several times in the past few days, and I have locked his location." Cobain whispered.

"It doesn't look like anyone here?" Lin Rui whispered.

"We investigated the background of this building, which originated from a villa of a wealthy businessman, which was sold to an out-of-town buyer more than ten years ago.

Originally it was probably a vacation villa, but apparently it has been deserted since then. ' Sergey replied.

"Within a few kilometers, there are no other neighbors. It is said that the owner likes quietness, so he chose this place.

Without the noise of the city, you can freely enjoy the tranquility of nature. "

Lin Rui decided to lead a group of people to a closer position to observe, but first they had to determine the route.

Several off-road vehicles are waiting there quietly. No one spoke, everyone packed their bags and prepared for a new itinerary.

Except for Kebain, they are all experienced connoisseurs, senior mercenaries, and the years of life and death battles have honed their dispositions.

But every time they faced a real, imminent danger, a faint vigilance and nervousness inevitably rose from the bottom of their hearts.

These expressionless figures bustled around the jeep, ignoring each other like a swarm of ants in a hurry.

The villa shrouded in mist didn't seem to wake up yet, and lay there like a sleeping cat.

But soon they ran into unexpected trouble, and a police car and several Russian policemen followed them.

Two cars were parked on the side of the road, and a man in uniform emerged from the crowd around the two cars and stood in the middle of the road.

It's a Russian policeman who holds up a hand and doesn't let them pass.

Lin Rui and others never thought that there would be a police car on the side of the road at this time.

The Russian police stopped Lin Rui and asked, "What's your name?"

"Luke." Lin Rui told him that this was the name he used for his fake identity.

Such a quick answer made the questioning Russian police feel a little uncertain.

They looked at each other, one spoke through the car radio, and then looked at Lin Rui carefully, obviously comparing him with the features introduced on the radio in their minds.

"What are you doing here?" one of them asked.

"Exercise in the morning." Sergey made a weird smile, "Or trying to get some fresh air."

He pretended to be fine, plus he had a local accent. The Russian police did not suspect them too much.

Sergey is also a master of lies, anyone with excellent nerve control and a lot of practice is enough.

"Is there anything to prove your identity?" the Russian police said.

"I'm afraid not. I don't have it on me. When I got up in the morning for a morning run, I left most of my personal documents at home and didn't even bring my mobile phone with me."

"Nothing in your bag or wallet? No letters, cards, or anything like that?"

"Unfortunately, none."

"Strange, there's nothing to prove who they are from a few guys floating around?" The shorter Russian policeman pursed his lips and gave his partner a warning wink.

"I think you'd better come here, Mr. Luke." He jerked the door open, making an authoritative gesture. "We'll take a closer look at you and your stuff."

A shorter Russian policeman took the backpack from his hand and put it in the car, while another Russian policeman stood vigilantly a few yards away with his gun in his hand. Running away is useless.

"Please take out the wallet and keys."

Lin Rui handed it over to them.

The other party carefully checked his documents, grunted with satisfaction, and said to his partner, "It looks all right!"

"Get in the car, sir. Wait until we check your belongings," said the shorter Russian policeman, pointing to the patrol car.

"Why do you want me to go! What do you think I did? If you get hold of me, take it out." Sergey shook his head.

"You'll know everything in a minute," snapped the Russian policeman. "We can detain you for a day because we suspect you. Get in the car."

Lin Rui motioned for him to stop arguing and got into the police patrol car. The short man stepped into the back seat of the car and sat next to him. Another Russian policeman sat in the driver's seat and snapped open his backpack.

But apart from computers and electronic equipment, there is nothing suspicious inside.

"What is this?" the Russian policeman asked with a frown.

"GPS positioning equipment is used for hiking in the suburbs to avoid getting lost. The other is a laptop." Lin Rui shrugged.

"Didn't you come for a morning run? Why are you carrying these?" the Russian police asked.

"I was running in the morning~www.wuxiahere.com~ That thing belongs to him." Lin Rui pointed to the sausage.

"I've seen them all, and there's nothing suspicious about them," another Russian policeman whispered.

"Okay, all of you, get out of the car and leave this place." The Russian policeman nodded, "It's alright. You can go."

Sergey asked, "Can I ask what's going on here?"

"There are some things involved, which I'm afraid we can't disclose." The Russian police replied.

Lin Rui and others could only leave. On the way back, Sergey whispered, "These police officers may be fake."

"How do you know?" Lin Rui asked.

"I just found the guns in their car. I've been a thief for a long time, and I know better than most about the Russian police equipment.

They were there pretending to be police officers. Sergey replied, "Looks like we're in the right place. "