The taxi starts, and Dewey adjusts the downward angle to look backwards through the rearview mirror.

Not far away, two sedans started slowly, keeping pace with the taxi, closely following behind.

Sure enough, they were still suspicious.

Dewey smiled lightly, took out his mobile phone and unlocked it with his left thumb, entered the chat group, and briefly described the situation here.

Soon, the bayonet replied: "Roger." Let's figure it out, and you should be more careful. ”

Dewey's exit from the border would certainly have made the Mossad more vigilant, and it would undoubtedly be difficult to leave the port normally, and the bayonet could not take this risk.

"Understood, I'll flick my tail first, and then I'll get in touch."

Dewey put away his phone after replying to the message and continued to observe the movement of the car behind. When he got to the intersection in front, he suddenly said to the driver, "Let's turn left at the intersection ahead." ”

"Sir, you can't turn left to the hotel you're going to." The taxi driver said.

"I know, I just received a message from a friend, let me go to him first, you just turn left." Dewey said.

"Yes sir, but where are you going, you'd better tell me first." The taxi driver said.

"You just have to listen to me." Dewey said.

The taxi driver didn't say anything more, turned left at the intersection, and the two cars behind followed suit.

After driving a little further, passing a supermarket, Dewey said, "Please pull over, I'll get out of the car and buy him some gifts." ”

"You're going to have to pay, are you sure?" The taxi driver asked.

"Don't worry, it's not your money," Dewey took out a hundred-dollar dollar and handed it to the driver, "I'll be back soon, don't you leave, my luggage is still in the car." ”

"If you can't trust me, you can get out of the car and change to another car." The taxi driver said with displeasure.

"No, no, I can definitely trust you, I just said it so casually, don't you mind. Or maybe not. As a sign of my apologies, the fare is doubled. Dewey said with a smile.

Hearing that the fare was doubled, the taxi driver's resentment suddenly disappeared, and he drove the car into the supermarket parking lot and pressed the time to wait for someone.

The two cars that followed behind also entered the parking lot and parked not far away, and Dewey got out of the car and entered the supermarket, without even looking at the two cars.

Several people got out of the two cars, two of them followed Dewey into the supermarket, and the rest came to the taxi and knocked on the window.

The taxi driver rolled down the window and was about to ask when he saw a document handed over.

Mossad!

The taxi driver broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly said, "I, I didn't do anything." ”

"You need to be nervous, let me ask you, what did the passenger you pulled just now?" The Mossad agent asked.

"He, he said to buy a friend a gift." The taxi driver hurriedly said.

"Where is he going?" The Mossad agent then asked.

"I didn't say where to go, I said I was going to meet a friend and let me go under his command. Oh yes, he said he was going to the Claydon Hotel before, and he seemed to receive a text message after driving a while, and then changed his words and said that he couldn't go. The taxi driver said.

"He told you to wait for him here?" Mossad agent asked.

"yes, he's still in the car." The taxi driver replied.

The Mossad agent nodded and said, "Don't mention us to him when he returns." ”

"I understand, I understand. That one...... Sir, did he commit something? The taxi driver asked cautiously.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, it's not a good thing to know more."

Dropping a cold word, the Mossad agent and his companion retreated into the car, and said into the communicator, "Peter, what is he doing?" ”

In the supermarket, the agent named Peter stared at Dewey's back not far away and replied, "He's picking red wine." ”

Dewey stood in front of the wine counter, carefully selecting the red wine, and from time to time the guide buyer asked the origin and year of the red wine.

Suddenly, he rubbed his stomach and said, "Oh, excuse me, where is the bathroom?" ”

"The front goes straight to the end." The shopping guide replied by pointing in the direction.

"Thank you, wrap these two bottles of red wine for me, and when I come back to get them, I'll be with you first."

Dewey made an apologetic gesture and hurried in the direction of the bathroom.

Peter gave another agent a look, who immediately followed, and he himself approached the shopping guide and asked, "What did that gentleman do just now?" ”

The shopping guide looked at him warily and asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

Peter didn't talk nonsense with her either, and directly showed his Mossad credentials.

The shopper immediately said, "He said he was going to the bathroom." ”

"When he comes back, don't mention to him that I asked you."

After Peter finished speaking, he chased after him, and at the same time said with the communicator: "Mike, he went to the bathroom, be careful not to let him find you." ”

But Mike didn't answer him, and Peter suddenly had an ominous premonition, and immediately quickened his pace, and at the same time whispered, "Mike, answer me!" ”

Mike didn't reply, but the agent outside asked, "Peter, what's wrong?" ”

"The man went to the bathroom, Mike followed, and there was no sound anymore, I'll go and see!" Peter replied hurriedly.

As he spoke, he had already arrived outside the door of the men's bathroom, stretched out his hand and pushed the door suddenly, but the person did not follow in, but flashed to the side.

The door was pushed open, and there was no sound inside, and Peter looked sideways inside, only to see that there was no one empty.

Peter reached into his arms, pulled out his pistol, and dodged into the bathroom, the muzzle of the gun swinging from side to side with his gaze, not missing a single corner.

No one.

Mike and the Chinese man named Dewey are all gone.

"Peter, Peter, how's it going?"

There was a companion's inquiry in the headphones, but Peter didn't answer, and tapped his finger on the microphone three times - it's not easy to answer, come to help!

He walked to the first crouch and slammed the door open, which was empty.

The second squat, the third squat......

Peter checked all the way to the innermost crouch, but found not a single figure.

"No way, he's obviously coming here, I didn't see him come out of it, where would he hide?"

Peter frowned, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly ran out of the men's bathroom, and then quickly rushed into the women's bathroom.

There was still no one inside, and Peter went straight to push the door of the first squatting position.

The door was locked, and a female voice came from inside, saying in English, "Someone." ”

Peter didn't answer, and went to push down the door of the squatting position.

Empty.

Just as he pushed open the door of the third squat, the door of the first squatting opened.

This is the women's bathroom, and anyone who sees a man with a gun in it will shout in fright, so in order not to cause a riot, Peter has already held his papers in his hand before entering the door.

Without looking back, he flipped his credentials back and said in a deep voice, "Mossad." ”

Sure enough, the lady didn't scream, and Peter was prideful about his foresight, when he suddenly heard the sound of the wind behind him.

He hurriedly looked back and saw where the lady was, it was Dewey who they were following.

Dewey no longer conceals his identity, and there is no need to conceal it anymore, anyway, it won't be long before Gross will break through the Canadian firearms management system and find out that there is no such person as him.

At that point, Mossad agents will be coming in a steady stream, and it is better to kill these agents who are following them before they can react, and still win some chance to escape.

Mike, who had just been killed in the men's restroom, was the first, and Peter was the second.

Stunned to stunned, Peter's reaction speed was not slow, and the gun in his hand immediately reversed.

But Dewey was faster than him, and as soon as Peter's gun turned, he grabbed it.

The muzzle of the gun was aimed at Dewey's chest, and Peter desperately pulled the trigger, but the pistol sleeve was held by Dewey and could not move a bit, so naturally he could not complete the firing.

Dewey didn't just hold the pistol, he grabbed the pistol and pushed it back with force, striking his right elbow hard.

Peter was in a hurry to deal with it, and when he was caught off guard, he was pushed by Dewey in the center, and suddenly felt black in front of him.

Dewey made a move, and his right hand flipped upward, locking Peter's throat, followed by a hard slash of his arm.

Peter's physique, which weighed at least 170 pounds, was picked up by Dewey with one hand, flipped in a circle in the air, and fell heavily to the ground.

During the whole process, Dewey's left hand never left Peter's pistol, Peter's body flipped in the air, and his wrist fell into Dewey's hand because of the force on the anti-joint.

No sooner had he slammed to the ground than Dewey knelt on Peter's chest.

How much power does this kneeling have?

Peter could clearly hear the sound of his ribs broken, and he only felt a sharp pain in his heart, and his consciousness gradually fell into a blur, but it was the broken ribs that pierced into the heart, and there was no way to recover.

"Peter, answer! Peter, Peter ......"

A companion's call came from the headset, and Peter wanted to tell them that the Dewey they were following was Agent Huaxia, but his lips squirmed twice, and nothing came out.

Peter's head tilted to the side, and the last image the world left for him was Mike, who was huddled in the first crouching position, probably waiting for him not far away.

At this moment, there was a sound of hitting the ground, and the door of the men's bathroom next door was slammed open.

"Not here!"

"Go next door!"

Before the shouts could be heard, the door to the women's restroom was slammed open, and a Mossad agent rushed in first.

Bang!

The gunfire rang out almost simultaneously with the breaking of the door, and the Mossad agent followed his close comrade-in-arms Peter before he could see what was inside.

Ironically, the bullet that killed him came from Peter's pistol.

At the same time, in the innermost squatting position, there was a sharp exclamation.

"Here!"

"There are hostages!"

"Throw off your arms!"

"You're surrounded!"

As soon as the shots rang out, several Mossad outside were all attracted to it.

They were very experienced, and instead of rushing inside, they hid on both sides of the door and shouted loudly inside, trying to overwhelm Dewey in momentum.

At the same time, the agent in charge of leading the team hurriedly called the headquarters: "Agent Huaxia has been found, the location is in ......"