The wound on his left arm felt a burst of pain, and the pain made the scalp tingle for a while. I pressed the number and looked at the wound on my arm. The light in the car was not good, I couldn't see clearly, I could only see that the color of the clothes around the wound was much darker than other places, which indicated that the wound had shed a lot of blood, but judging from the degree of movement of the arm, it should have been only a flesh wound, and it seemed that the bullet did not remain in the arm.

The phone rang twice, and the old guy's voice came from there. The old fellow's voice was calm, as if he knew everything perfectly.

"You're safe now?" The old guy asked.

"Yes. But only temporarily. And we have four people left. I said and looked at Binyukov, who was driving, "Semolov didn't run out... ”

"That's what I knew when I saw you calling." The old guy said and sighed, "With Semolov's style of doing things, as long as he escapes, he will call me as soon as possible." Unlike you, you will always make some arrangements before contacting others. So when I saw you calling first, I already understood. ”

"We're now... I said and looked at Binyukov, "Where are you going?"

"North. We're heading north. Binyukov said loudly.

The old guy had good ears, he heard Binyukov's words, and he immediately said: "I know your route. This is what I negotiated with Semolov. ”

"Is anyone coming to pick us up after that?" I asked, "Now we still have wounded and we don't have enough ammunition." Even if we get out now, it's only temporary. They will soon catch up with us again. ”

"I know that." The old guy replied, "But I can only tell you, and then I can only rely on myself." I don't have anyone anymore now, and Semolov and his people are the last I can shoot. I've summoned Ivan and Rebic, but they don't make a difference to you. ”

"It doesn't matter if it's useful or not. We could now be caught up again at any time. That's when it's all over. Don't you understand? I said impatiently.

"I understand. I know better than anyone else! The old fellow paused and continued, "Let me tell you this, your task now is to stall for time. I don't have to really go anywhere, all I need now is time. ”

"Time? Procrastinating for time? The old guy's words made me a little puzzled, because it was originally said that he would run all the way east with the other party, and the further east he went, the better. How did it now become a time limit instead of direction and distance?

"That's right! Procrastination. "Just let Lukovic get to me safely with the target." Your mission is done, and not just to complete it, and then the guy who is chasing you will also give up. ”

"And so on. . . Wait a minute... I didn't understand for a moment, "They gave up chasing us?" Are you sure about that? ”

"Sure. I can assure you. The old fellow was very sure of what he said, and just when I was still hesitating, he said helplessly, as if to strengthen my confidence: "There are some things you don't know. It's not time yet, and there's no need to tell you, but I think it's time to explain it to you. ”

"What are you going to say?" I couldn't help but get a little nervous when I heard the old guy talk like this, "Don't be bad news, right?" ”

"Not bad news, of course." The old guy snorted coldly as he spoke, feeling very relieved, "You always wanted Berezov to bring someone to help you, I always said that he had an important mission, but I never told you what mission he had." Now I can tell you that when you were in Marseille before, when you attacked the Krlich family, Berezov went to Paris, and his mission was to attack Krzhakov, you should remember this, right? ”

"Yes. Of course. And then didn't it say that the mission failed? Krzhakov was not found. I asked.

"Yes. I really didn't find him. But it didn't come for nothing. The old fellow said, "We caught his woman." The woman from the Chrissy family. There is also a boy, who is said to be of Krzhakov's species. ”

“。。。。。。 Be.. Is it... "Listen to the old guy ... I seemed to figure out some questions, "That... They caught Komova in exchange for you? ”

"That's a good point. And judging by the timing of his move, his reaction was very fast. This shows that he already knew where Komova was, and knew about my relationship with them. The old guy snorted coldly again.

"Huh. Is it.... In this way, it seems that in this kind of thing, the people in your team are all about the same, and the style is quite similar. But he seems to be better than you, and he didn't attack them first. I think he must be regretting it now. I smiled maliciously.

Of course, the old fellow heard the ridicule in my words, but he didn't care, perhaps because he thought he was better off than Kerzhakov at the moment. So not only did he not care, but he even felt a little proud. He sneered and said, "What about regrets? It seemed to me that he was simply trying to use them for the greater good, and that he had misjudged the form, and he must not have expected me to find him so quickly, and immediately proceed with him. ”

"And now Berezov is in charge of keeping the woman and the child?" I asked, "What are your routines like... At this point I suddenly realized a problem, "That... What we encounter today ... It should be said that it was Krzhakov's people who entangled Semolov? That guy is near me and is chasing me? ”

"Huh. So you think it's still the people from Berlin? I just wanted to ask you if you saw Krzhakov, but now it seems that you didn't see him. Why, listening to the way you talk, you seem to be afraid of him. The old guy said.

"Afraid? Oh, yes... A person like this, I said I'm not afraid, will you believe it? "I didn't feel angry.

"I don't believe it. But knowing that being scared is not a bad thing. Those of us who do this know that fear can have a chance to live longer. The old guy said.

"It's you, not us." I emphasized, and then said, "So how long are we going to hold out?" ”

"Tomorrow. It will not be until around noon tomorrow at the earliest. Then I had to convince him that he had lost the confrontation. The initiative is no longer in his hands, let him give up. The old guy said.

"What do you mean? Do you want him to surrender? Will he surrender? I asked.

"Yes." The old fellow replied with great certainty: "Otherwise, those bastards from Berlin would not have gone to the police station to pick up Komova and them." ”

"This... You mean... Are they wary of each other? Mistrust? I asked.

The battle will soon begin again!

(End of chapter)