The intuition of intelligence workers is often so sharp.

Last night, after being woken up from his sleep, Agent Jean Pieru received urgent instructions from his superiors, and then got up early in the morning to drive with his partner.

Their mission was to assist the local police in the search for the Russian pilot who had parachuted.

Originally, such a matter as the capture of prisoners of war did not need to be intervened by the local police department, but should be the responsibility of the military and local police.

But this incident, or the reason why this Russian attracted the attention of his superiors, was because of the information gathered by the intelligence network. Since yesterday evening, after the pilot parachuted, to the surprise of the French side, the US military and CIA personnel are now moving around, and the goal is obviously to find him.

Such an abnormal move naturally aroused a high degree of vigilance from the local vigilance bureau. Since the beginning of the war, there have certainly been quite a few Russian pilots who have parachuted into European soil, but none of them have attracted any attention from the Americans.

The fact that this person is being so closely watched now is very suspicious in itself.

If something is suspicious, it will be investigated; Although the actors are allies, and although it is an eventful time, the responsibility of the Home Guard to defend France's national security cannot be slackened at any time.

As for why would the Americans be so interested in a Russian pilot? The answer to this question is not hard to come by. As long as you find this guy before they do, you can naturally ask what you want from his own mouth, or from the mouth of an American.

……

Not long after Long Yun hijacked the Renault pickup card Guò checkpoint, a black sedan coming from the road in the distance slowly stopped nearby, and two men in ordinary clothes and ordinary appearances came down. The policemen, who were randomly inspecting passing vehicles, seemed to suddenly have a sense of energy when they saw the documents they presented, and their faces became stern.

"What's been the case since last night?"

"Nope. No suspicious pilots were detected. ”

"Pilot?"

Jean Pieru, the well-behaved detective, twitched his cheek muscles twice, as if he had heard something unhappy. "You're ordered to hunt down the pilots, aren't you?"

"Yes." The confusion on the policeman's face was clear, "That's what we were told. A Russian pilot who parachuted, wasn't he? ”

The agent looked back and saw his partner lighting a cigarette, seemingly observing his surroundings. Then he turned back to look at the chubby face of the policeman in front of him, "Yes." So, just now, a Renault pickup truck passed by, do you have an impression? - Very well, who is that person? ”

"It seems to be going to a relative's house in town, and there is a student who hitchhikes a car."

"Students? ……”

Probably because he felt that the police in front of him were really embarrassed, Pieru didn't have a seizure, but just thought about it for a while. Yes, the middle-aged man who was driving was very nervous on his face; Although it was just inadvertently passing by, with his professional sensitivity, he still noticed that something was wrong.

"Pocker, let's go."

Beckoning his partner to get in the car, Pieru took two steps away, but couldn't help but turn around and say a word.

"Hey, Mr. Officer; If you think the pilot must have passed in front of you with a parachute on his back, then I didn't say anything. ”

After saying that, he pulled the car door and got into the car to start, and the car made a sharp turn and turned away, leaving only the somewhat depressed policeman standing on the spot.

……

The change of scenery on the side of the road shows that the pickup truck has gradually driven into the city.

Long Yun didn't know that this was Colbiny, a small town in the western part of the Burgundy district of France, a beautiful town by the river. In this small town in the heart of France, on the side of an ordinary road, he jumped out of the pickup truck and did not forget to say hello to the bald man in the car.

I wonder if he will go to the police after he leaves sight?

Long Yun didn't care, but walked casually in a strange foreign land. Through guò consciousness snooping, he knew the man's inner thoughts, at least when he got out of the car, he didn't have any thoughts of contacting the police.

But people's hearts are unpredictable, maybe he will change his mind in the next second? Thinking of this, Long Yun didn't stop long, but sped up his pace and turned left and right along the street, and soon moved away from the place where he got off just now. The fact that he hadn't seen the police around him was a little more reassured.

In the morning, there were quite a few pedestrians on the streets of the small town, but no one noticed Long Yun, who was dressed quite ordinarily.

Looking at the appearance of the pedestrians around him, Long Yun only then remembered his identity in this world, the face of Viktor Rezenov: he did not have typical Slavic characteristics such as sunken eye sockets and thin nose bridge, but was a bit like the mixed race of Central Asia. So in such a small French town, he doesn't look dazzling, which is a bit of a benefit.

As far as the eye can see, the buildings in front of you look exactly like those of a film and television production: wood-framed doors and windows, finely patterned iron fences, and even white-lacquered wood fences in roadside gardens, all of which are full of exoticism. However, Long Yun didn't have the heart to enjoy the street scene at this time, and he was now facing a big problem:

I'm a little hungry.

From last night until now, Long Yun has eaten some compressed food and canned fruits. It was almost noon, and he felt hungry, but the language barrier made him a little worried. Fortunately, there were still francs that had been "robbed" from bald men (well, it seems that in this parallel world, the euro is still a no-brainer), so he walked to a bakery on the side of the road, intending to communicate in English and try to see if he could buy something to eat.

But just as he stepped into the door of the store, and before he could see what was inside, a figure passed by and almost knocked him to the ground.

It happened suddenly, Long Yun's subconscious reaction made him jump to the side, and only after stabilizing his body did he see the situation in the store.

Someone is robbing!

I don't know where the two guys came from, wearing black jumpers, one of them had already run out of the store and jumped on the motorcycle on the side of the road, and the other was brandishing a pistol and running towards the door of the store.

It seems that the world is really in chaos, because of the war?

There was a chaotic shout of the clerk in his ears, which Long Yun couldn't understand at all, but at a glance he saw the guy in the robber's hand, and his instinct for self-defense made him take out the Makarov pistol in his arms at once. This quick action startled the robbers who ran to the door, and the two of them confronted each other in front of the bakery at once.

“Hijodeputa!vayaadiós!――”

Screaming loudly in a completely unknown language, the dark-skinned robber in front of him raised his gun rudely and pointed it at Long Yun, but this reckless action cost him his life.

Without the slightest hesitation, as if it was an innate instinct, Long Yun pulled the trigger with his arm.

"Bang! Bang! ”

The sound of gunfire echoed inside and outside the bakery.

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