Shortly after the bang, Paul called.

"Your tail is gone. We'll go back in a circle. Paul said.

After hanging up, Valery continued to drive around for about twenty minutes, and after making sure that no one else was following, we drove back to our foothold. Lukovich and I were in charge of Kutcher, and Valery was in charge of watching Ogier. The three of us escorted the two guys into the house.

The old guy saw us come in with these two guys and walked over to take a closer look at Kutcher. In fact, I just saw Kucher's appearance at this moment.

This guy is a typical Slav look, estimated to be in his thirties, about 1.8 meters tall, with a very clean face, no beard, and should have just been shaved. As the old fellow looked at him carefully, he also looked at the old fellow and smiled at the old fellow.

"Mr. Kutcher?" The old guy asked politely.

Kutcher smiled, "You're Eunice, aren't you?" It's a little older than it looks like in the photos. ”

"Really?" The old guy touched his face as he spoke, "Maybe it's because I haven't slept well lately." You're pushing too hard, but I'm supposed to be more handsome than in the photos. The old guy looked at Ogil, who was being held by Valery, "Okay, don't do this to our lovely Ogill anymore." Let him go. The old man said as he came to Ogil's side, holding Ogier's cheeks with both hands as an elder treats a junior, "Well done!" Rest well. ”

Ogier was very apprehensive when he heard the old fellow say "get some rest", as if the sentence was about to end his life.

"Don't. Don't do this... I did what you said ... You can't do that ... I'm still useful. Really, it's still useful. Ogil's apprehension quickly turned to a breakdown and a plea for mercy, and he grabbed the old fellow's arm and cried out.

"Don't scream!" Valery slammed the butt of his rifle into Ogier's head, knocking him to the ground.

The old guy smiled and pretended to be angry, "What are you doing here?" Did I say I was going to kill him? Why was he scared like this? Did you say anything to him? It's not good, it makes people think I'm a man of my word. The old guy said and squatted down, "Oops. Look, Valery, you hate it, it's all bleeding. With that, he patted Ogier's, "Don't worry. Nobody wants to kill you. In fact, the person who wanted to kill you has already been caught by us. The old fellow looked at Kutcher, "Am I right, Mr. Kutcher?" ”

Kutcher looked at Ogil on the ground with a disdainful gaze and smiled, "Who told you this?" We've had a great time working with this guy named Ogier. What reason do I have to kill him? ”

"Really? It just so happens that we have a lot of issues to discuss. Maybe at the end of the discussion, you'll come to a completely different conclusion than you do now. The old fellow said, moving away and pointing to the room where he had interrogated Ogier, "Take him in." Let Mr. Kutcher have a few drinks first. ”

Lukovich and I took Kutcher into the room, pressed him to the chair, and handcuffed his hands to the back of the chair. And while we were busy, Paul and the others entered the house one after another. Paul and the old guy whispered a few words in the corner.

"How did Ogier sit on the ground and how did his head break?" After communicating with the old guy, Paul looked at Ogil on the ground and spoke.

"Valery, this idiot. But Mr. Ogier freaked out. Okay, take Ogier to bandage it. Don't scare him all the time, make him think I'm always trying to kill him. The old guy walked over with a bottle of wine.

When the old guy came in, I said, "Shall I go and rest?" I'm tired. ”

The old guy put down the bottle and poured a glass of wine, "I know you're not interested in these interrogations, and even less interested in what the interrogator has to say. But you can't let me, an old man of this age, face a professionally trained spy alone. ”

"Aren't there so many of them?" I said.

The old guy shook his head and looked at Lukovich, "You called Paul in, and Ivan." Then you can eat and drink and rest. ”

Lukovich nodded and opened the door and walked out, and Ivan walked in a moment later with Paul's help. The old guy picked up his glass and looked at Kutcher, "Uncuff Mr. Kutcher's handcuffs." We want to have a friendly exchange. ”

I looked at Kutcher, who looked arrogant, didn't see fear at all, and was much better than Ogil. I walked over and pulled out the keys and opened the handcuffs. Kutcher touched his wrist and looked at the old guy, "Mr. Eunice, I don't know what you want to talk to me about?" ”

"There's no rush. Start with a glass of wine. The old fellow handed over the wine.

Kutcher was not hypocritical, took the wine glass and said, "You don't want to get me drunk and then trick me, it depends on whether you have enough wine." With that, he took a sip and drank the wine.

"Alright. I don't want to know too much. Actually, I don't have much interest in knowing about you. What I want to know is the team sent by NATO, where they are and how many of them there are. I guess that's a difficult question to answer, right? The old man said as he filled Kutcher's glass.

Kutcher held his glass and smiled, "NATO... What are you kidding? NATO guys to Ukraine? This is Ukraine, not Yugoslavia. ”

"Hehehe. I sometimes think it's like a joke. But alas, sometimes the most ridiculous jokes become reality. You don't want to admit that it's nothing, and no one else will admit that they cooperate with NATO. The old fellow said, gesturing to me and Paul, "It's our men who went to Ogil's house tonight. Hehe, the people from NATO just went too. Do you know what's going on? ”

Kutcher smiled and said, "What happened? You captured Ogier and took out the NATO guys. What else could there be? ”

"Of course. Otherwise, Mr. Kutcher, how could you be here? But I'm talking about you, no, what should I say between you and NATO? Why would the NATO people bypass you and go to Ogier themselves? The old fellow asked.

"Hah! Doesn't this just show that we have no connection with the people in NATO at all? I don't know anything about NATO at all... Whether they came here or not, who came, I don't know at all. Kutcher said, greeting the old fellow with his glass, and then tilting his head down.

"See. What is well-trained. That's it, my dear student. You really have to study hard. The old fellow said as he poured Kutcher more wine.