Taking advantage of the crowd on the sidewalk, Li Yundao opened the car door and drowned in the crowd with a cat body, and when the people in the two cars behind reacted, the black sidewalk had already lost the figure of the Asian face.

Angry, Yakov rushed to the taxi, knocked on the window, and said viciously to his subordinates behind him: "Give me a separate search, I must not let him disappear again, and if I catch him, I can find the whereabouts of the 'Red Fox'!" ”

The taxi driver saw his fierce expression, quickly locked the window, didn't look at Yakov, waited for the green light to shine, and quickly blended into the traffic with one foot of the accelerator.

Yakov was so angry that he stamped his feet hard, but he couldn't help but look around, but this was the center of St. Petersburg, with a lot of people, and close to the bus and subway stations, and there were only six or seven people in the two cars combined, and it seemed like a fantasy to stop the little red fox here. Moreover, Yakov did not want to alarm the local police in St. Petersburg, and some of the information did not want to be released so soon.

"Varenka, inform my colleagues in St. Petersburg and ask them to send more men, this time the matter should not be underestimated, and I even suspect that the bombing in Moscow is inextricably linked to the little red fox. No, it must have a relationship!" Yakov said categorically.

"Yes!" a lean brunette guy behind Yakov immediately took out his encrypted phone and called the local branch of the Security Bureau.

Li Yundao stood on the second floor of the most high-end local shopping mall in St. Petersburg, observing Yakov and his party through the glass window. He has a good memory, and he doesn't remember seeing this person, even if it's a foreigner, then he must have never taken a photo. But there are only two possibilities for people who will target themselves in Russia, either the Security Service or the Mafia, and it seems that these people are more likely to be the minions of the Security Service.

Yakov stood on the side of the traffic and suddenly subconsciously looked at the second floor of the mall, but the mall uses a glass curtain wall, and he can't see the inside clearly from the outside, but he has a strong premonition that the person he is looking for is on the second floor of the mall. Yakov quietly ordered his men to form an encirclement in his headset to approach the second floor of the mall, but he was still standing on the side of Nevsky Prospect, pretending to be still looking around for a target.

Soon, the voice of his subordinate Varenka came from the headset: "Chief, the second floor has been searched, and there is not even a ghost shadow." ”

Yakov took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and suddenly realized: "Quick, the second floor of the mall is the subway station, go quickly!" After speaking, ignoring the red light sign on the sidewalk, Yakov himself crossed the road, attracting the angry curses of countless frightened drivers along the way.

When all seven of them arrived at the subway station, they found that a train had just left the platform.

"Valenka, you go to check the surveillance of the mall and the subway station, and inform the local colleagues to set up control at the next few stations, I don't believe he can escape such a net. ”

Yakov's nets did not seem to be able to find the "little red fox" in his heart, and the surveillance of the mall showed that the little fox from China only stayed for a short time at the location of the glass curtain wall on the second floor, and then disappeared without a trace.

"How is it possible? a big living person can tell the news out of thin air?" Yakov slammed the table as he stood in the surveillance room.

The men around him were silent, and when Yakov lost his temper, none of them wanted to touch the mold.

Standing in front of the surveillance screen and taking a few deep breaths, Yakov issued another order: "Let my colleagues in St. Petersburg focus on monitoring the local hotel, Varenka, you communicate with the local police to see if you can get the surveillance video on the surrounding streets." ”

After arranging the work of his subordinates, Yakov lit a cigarette for himself, squinting at the huge monitoring screen composed of dozens of small screens, he originally thought that the little fox should be easier to deal with than the old fox, but now he found that he might be wrong, this little fox seems to be more cunning and treacherous than the old fox who only knows how to kill, but Yakov can't write these emotions on his face, otherwise those subordinates who are already apprehensive about the "red fox" will be defeated before they fight. The investigation into the Moscow bombing is still ongoing, and it is estimated that it will not be possible to produce results in a week or two, but years of experience have told Yakov that the appearance of the little fox this time must be related to the bombing. However, Yakov still felt that it was a fluke, only a small area of nuclear contamination appeared within 200 meters of the core of the explosion, and it seemed that the other party just wanted to give some warning to the Russian authorities, and there was no attempt to brew large-scale nuclear contamination in Moscow, but it is said that the one in the Kremlin was furious because of this incident. Yakov thought it was very strange that the project of selling used warheads said that he had obtained a handwritten letter from His Excellency the President, but why did he think that His Excellency the President, who was also from the KGB, knew nothing about this matter? In fact, in his heart, Yakov did not approve of such a thing as selling warheads, and deep down he even resented and spurned such a thing -- if he sold warheads to the Middle East, who knows if it will end up in the hands of Chechen militants? Haven't Russia sacrificed enough people for Chechnya?

Yakov snuffed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and didn't bother to talk to the security captain who heard the news from the mall, so he walked out of the mall and took a deep breath of the cold air mixed with the smell of gasoline on the street, and he finally calmed down a little.

Suddenly, Yakov shuddered, gritted his teeth and wanted to turn around, when he felt a hard object in his lower back, and then heard a deep male voice behind him, in English: "Don't move." ”

Without looking back, Yakov also knew that behind him was the little fox, for a moment, angry, fearful, humiliated...... All kinds of emotions welled up in my heart, like the survivor of the encounter with the old fox on the Far Eastern border in the last century.

"Why are you staring at me?" Li Yundao said in English.

Yakov replied in unskilled Chinese: "Why do you say?"

"I came to your country for a trip, and what you are so desperate to pursue is the hospitality of your country?" Li Yundao said in Chinese when he saw that he could understand Chinese.

Yakov sneered: "Travel, do you dare to say that the two corpses of the Royal Hotel in the center of Moscow have nothing to do with you?"

Li Yundao smiled and said, "Who let them climb into my room from the balcony in broad daylight, there will be nothing wrong with self-defense, right?"

Yakov calmed down and said: "Self-defense? Self-defense will almost detonate a nuclear warhead in Moscow?"