"You can't do that! You bandits! ”

In the face of the obvious threats and intimidating words of the Israeli interrogators, Fayer, who was bound to a chair, struggled and yelled.

Unmoved, the inquisitor stared at Fayer and continued:

"At the same time, inform the television station and all the media reporters, let them follow the whole process, the old Harvey is suspected of assisting the terrorists, causing the bombing of the square, and now needs to be investigated, I want to see how a family with a high reputation, a wise man who is regarded as a wise man who can enlighten the wisdom of all, is spurned by all the people for financing terrorist activities, Fayer, I tell you, the revered halo that has hung over your family for hundreds of years will be vanished because of your stupidity."

With that, the interrogator also stood up and was about to walk out behind the intelligence officer.

"You brutes, robbers, you have no right to do this!" Fayer wailed helplessly, hoarse.

The inquisitor, who had almost reached the door, stopped, turned back to the desperate Fayer and said contemptuously: "I told you that I have this right, and that I will show you my promise in a moment, I can't wait a little now, I imagine what it would be like for such a respected thinker to be taken into a police car in front of everyone and in front of the cameras." ”

The inquisitor walked out, and a low plea came from inside the room just before his legs were about to leave the door of the interrogation room.

"Don't! I promise you, I tell you everything I know, please don't hurt my father! ”

Fayer's helpless cries came from inside the room, and the inquisitor and intelligence officer Leo smiled.

The telephone call obtained from Fayer greatly narrowed the scope of the secret service's investigation, and the technicians quickly called up all the communication records of the telephone number, and coincidentally, the last call time of the phone was several hours ago, and after several comparisons and positioning, the technicians quickly locked the approximate location of the phone, and the personnel of the special intelligence department and the intelligence agency immediately assembled and went to the locked neighborhood to arrest them.

"Brothers, this time we are going to catch a big fish, this time it is different from the capture of Fayer, this time we have to prepare for battle, the environment is complicated, the composition of personnel is unknown, and we must evacuate quickly after the capture is successful."

Pointing to a map of the neighborhood of the area delineated by the location of the call, Cohen laid it out in detail.

"Before we arrive at that position and all of them are deployed in place, the advance team will enter these three designated positions in advance, and now our intelligence officers have gone there and are conducting a detailed investigation based on the various information I have collected, once we find the specific location of Oman and others, we will quickly surprise in place, without giving the other party time to react, have you heard clearly?"

The members of the special intelligence team, who felt a great responsibility, nodded solemnly.

When the members of the Special Intelligence Team arrived at the predetermined area, it was already dusk, and when they arrived here, they realized that the actual situation here was much more complicated than they had imagined.

Although this area located by the communication signal is within the control of the Israeli side, it is inhabited by many generations of Muslims with a history of several generations, and it is close to the isolation area set up by the Israeli side, and the Palestinian refugees who have been driven here from all over the place are scattered here, and most of these people who have been displaced here have no fixed residence, but have just built some temporary simple shantytowns, which are centered on the original street here, and stretch out in an irregular radial stateThe chaos can be imagined.

"Discover the target! Location: Zone B, location 2. ”

After getting the mysterious phone number from Fayer and determining its approximate location, intelligence officer Leo infiltrated the slum neighborhood with his men in make-up and disguise.

Although it is a mess here, the overall area is not too large, and it is relatively easy to find those people with special identities here, because the people who can carry those valuables in this place are really limited, and it didn't take long for Leo and the agents who had been ambushed here beforehand to find the car that had appeared on the day of the crime, and now it was parked near an old three-story house, which was in the center of the area, and a dirty and messy street from the front of this house, Walk through the various dilapidated buildings on both sides and stretch into the distance.

The rapid ringing of the telephone disturbed Omer who was praying inside, and the peace and tranquility of his heart were disturbed, and Omer tried to calm his mind, and after reciting the last prayer, he bowed to the holy place in their hearts.

The telephone was still ringing stubbornly, and the ringing distraught Ommel, who got up and followed the sound to another room, where he saw his wife and their children at the top of the stairs, and the three men were looking at him with a little horror.

Omer smiled at his five-year-old daughter and touched the top of his son's head.

"It's okay, you can take them back to their rooms, don't worry."

It seems to have become a routine, and every time this phone rings, it will probably bring a little change to their lives, but looking at her husband's calm expression, the woman smiled slightly and walked downstairs with her two children.

"What's the matter?"

Omer was a little impatient when he picked up the phone, although he knew that the people who could get through to this call were some important people and important things, but few people would call during prayer times, so there was obvious unhappiness in the tone of Omer who answered the phone.

"You hurry up and prepare for the transfer, this afternoon, old Harvey went to a large number of special agents, it is said that Fayer was also taken away, I was also in the monastery after the prayer, overheard some people discussing, I was afraid that the news was not accurate, and I went there in the afternoon to take a look, but there was already martial law, access was strictly controlled, according to reliable information, Fayer has been taken away."

Listening to the voice on the phone, Ommel's impatience had long since vanished, and was replaced by an instinct and panic of danger.

By the middle of the afternoon, several hours had passed, and Omer knew that a few hours could be done for the Israeli intelligence services, so he began to run downstairs as soon as he understood what the other party was saying.

"Hurry up and pack up and get out of here with the kids, quick!"

As he hung up, Omer shouted to his wife, who had just settled in with the children, and he quickly dialed another number, his mind unusually clear, and he was taking remedial measures.

"Ali, hurry up and get ready to escort the mentor to the dark passage over there, I don't know if I can rush over now, if not, you will have to rely on yourself, take care, my brother."

As he spoke, Ommel's wife and children had gathered around him, and looking at the tears of his little daughter who were scared, but who was afraid to make a sound, Ommel's heart suddenly felt a pang of guilt, but now he could not think too much, he wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

Several armed guards who had been guarding the outside were also ready at this time, and when they saw Omer and his family coming out, they quickly placed Ommel's wife and children into an SUV, while Omer walked towards another car parked on the side.

The person on the other side made Ermel feel that danger was approaching, and he took a few steps to open the car door and pulled out the AK47 inside.

"Stop! Put your hands on your head and don't move! ”

As soon as he gave the order to Cohen's operation team, intelligence officer Leo saw several armed men with weapons running out of the building, and there were women and children inside, and Leo, who knew most of the faces gathered in it, immediately recognized that it was Omer's wife and children, and then Leo saw Omer following closely behind.

The other party must have noticed something, and it's no wonder, the action a few hours ago inevitably leaked some rumors, and now it is rare to be able to detect Ermer's traces, you must know that the previous actions were at the last moment for Omer to escort Oman to escape, I hope there will be no accidents this time.

Although seeing Ommel's figure made Leo feel a little relieved, but not seeing Oman's figure made Leo uneasy, aren't they together?

Unable to figure out these questions right away, seeing that Omer's family was already in the car, and Omer was starting to walk towards the car in front of him, Leo knew that he had to act before Cohen's support arrived.

Because at this time, in the eye contact with Ermer, Leo had already read from Ermel's eyes that the other party had noticed their existence.

"Stop! Raise your hands above your head! We are from the Special Intelligence Service, and we order you to get out of the car and be checked! ”

In a hurry, Leo and several disguised intelligence officers raised their guns to reveal their identities, and slowly surrounded them from both sides.

As soon as Leo's words fell, Omer jerked up the AK47 in his hand and fired at them in a burst of fire, and several other bodyguards opened fire.

The personnel did not have an advantage, and the weapons were at an absolute disadvantage, and the fierce attack of the other party forced Leo and the others to hide behind the building on the side, and the only few counterattacks were to no avail.

Seeing that he had succeeded in the moment, Omer quickly got into the car, and the others quickly started the car, increased the accelerator and rushed out of the street.

Before Omer and their car could get up to speed, two special service vehicles drove at each end of the not spacious street, and an oncoming agent car almost reached the front of Omer's car before stopping the car, and then the agent car that came from behind also rushed straight over, jamming and immobilizing the two cars of Omer on the street.

These people have become turtles in an urn.