Ivanov is an old veteran of the Moscow police department, and in a few more years he will be able to retire and travel the world drinking vodka. At the time of the incident, he was buying a birthday present for his daughter at a nearby gift house, so in addition to the patrol officers who rushed to the vicinity immediately after the incident, he was the first plainclothes officer to arrive at the scene.

After showing his documents, Ivanov put on gloves and shoe covers, walked into the hotel room, and when he saw the body on the bed, he couldn't help frowning slightly, he recognized at a glance that the deceased was his daughter's classmate, a Latvian girl named Bella, who came to Moscow from that small Eastern European country to study in Moscow, and studied law like his daughter Maria. Maria and Bella, both members of the school speed skating team, had a very good relationship and often stayed at Ivanov's house, but he never imagined that the well-behaved and lovely Latvian girl would die in such a tragic hotel bed.

Ivanov is an old criminal policeman, and he also worked as a scout in the army during the former Soviet Union, and it can be seen at a glance that Bella died by gunshot, and he was wearing sexy and sultry erotic underwear when he died, obviously Bella should not have been alone in the hotel at the time of the incident.

"Sir, there are two more bodies next door. The young patrolman whispered a reminder.

Ivanov nodded: "Who called the police?"

The young patrolman replied: "A guest who lives not far from this room was on the balcony and saw a man in pajamas jumping from the balcony of this room to the balcony of the next room, and then two more people jumped over......"

Ivanov was stunned and asked in surprise: "Isn't it the twenty-fifth floor?"

The young patrolman smiled bitterly: "Yes, sir, this is indeed the twenty-fifth floor. ”

Ivanov didn't immediately go next door to check on the other two corpses, but walked to the balcony, opened the window and stretched out his head to look down, the howling northwest wind was so cold that he couldn't help but shrink his neck, muttering: "God, do these people really think they are superhumans? This is the twenty-fifth floor......" He looked at the balcony next door, and the blood stains on the balcony could be faintly seen through the glass window, but the distance between the two balconies was nearly two meters, and he really didn't know what kind of state of mind those outlaws were in when they crossed the high-altitude balcony on the twenty-fifth floor.

It's just that when he came to the next room and saw the two corpses on the ground with guns shot in the eyebrows, his mood suddenly became heavy.

Sergei's only daughter Aurola, the inseparable second general, most of the Moscow police know these two super executioners who were once hunted down by the all-Russian underworld, and no one knows how they were received by Sergei and finally became Aurora's bodyguards.

Ivanov had a headache, Aurora was notoriously rude, and he suddenly felt some sympathy for the owner behind the hotel, at least he wanted to give the mafia princess a satisfactory explanation. After watching the scene and generally sorting out the clues, it was time for the forensic doctor to go on the field, Ivanov found a place to smoke next to the elevator on the floor, lit a cigarette, and looked at the mottled pattern on the ceiling and didn't know what to think.

"Sir, this is the manager of the hotel. The patrolman interrupted his train of thought by bringing a middle-aged Caucasian man with a fortune in front of him.

Ivanov spoke to the hotel manager for only three minutes, and as expected, the two men did not use their real identities, only that one was occupied by a young Chinese man in his twenties, and the other was a blonde man from Europe. Fortunately, the camera in the hotel parking lot captured the license plate number, and Ivanov was about to report the license plate number to the headquarters when a group of men in black broke into the sealed floor.

"I'm sorry, this place is temporarily requisitioned by the Moscow police......" the uniformed police stopped the group of men in black.

The other party took out a green paper from his arms and shook it in front of the uniformed policeman, and the young policeman's face suddenly changed slightly, and he hurriedly got out of the way.

"Where are your heads?" said the man in black in the lead, unhurriedly, but sonorously and forcefully.

Ivanov saw that the situation was not right, and immediately greeted him: "I'm Ivanov from the Moscow Police Department, what can I ...... with me?"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the man in black who led the way: "This case is fully taken over by the Federal Security Service, please leave immediately with your people." ”

Ivanov was stunned on the spot, how could he not know that the predecessor of this security bureau was the famous KGB? When he examined the corpse just now, he felt that this matter was a little strange, but he did not expect to recruit these members of the Security Service.

It is a matter of national security, and Ivanov, a good old man, is too lazy to compete with them, so he led the team to leave after the general handover, and before leaving, he thought about it, and said to the leader in black: "If you find the murderer of that girl, on the premise of not violating the principle, please let me know." ”

The leader of the men in black frowned at him, his face unkind.

Ivanov knew that the other party had misunderstood what he meant, and he wanted to explain it again, but the more he explained this kind of thing, the more chaotic it became, so he simply couldn't see it clearly, and just took the team and left, just like a half-day tour of the city center.

After the man in black took over, the leading man had been sitting where Ivanov had just smoked, but he had his elbows propped up on his knees, his palms folded together and his forehead supported with the edge of his thumbs, looking very tired.

"Captain, after comparison, it was him. The subordinate handed him the results of the DNA comparison found at the scene, "the same person as the French spy three years ago." ”

The leader sneered: "It seems that he really borrowed a few more guts from God!"

The subordinate still had a copy of the information in his hand, but his expression was a little hesitant.

The leader frowned slightly: "What else?"

The subordinate handed over the remaining documents: "The Chinese man in the other room used a fake passport when he checked in, but the results compared with the DNA testing system of the new instrument seem to be a little ......"

"What's the matter?" the leader seemed to dislike his subordinates talking, but when he took the information and flipped through it, he saw a name that made him feel like he had been struck by lightning.

China. Red Fox.

Whether it was the KGB before the collapse of the former Soviet Union or the Federal Security Service today, this name is definitely not unfamiliar. In the seventies of the last century, the owner of this name made the KGB suffer a great humiliation, and to this day, the battle between the KGB and the Red Fox on the Sino-Soviet border has always been used as a negative case to warn the newcomers, and even the leader, a junior who only joined the Security Service at the beginning of this century, has a creepy illusion when he sees this name.

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