The target was obtained from the French, and the CIA agents were given the suitcase he was carrying.

Sitting in the penultimate black station wagon in the convoy, Catherine, the team leader, looked around through the window, and she nodded to the driver in satisfaction.

These Frenchmen, who were quite cooperative, saved her a lot of trouble; The above request for this mission is "at any cost", although she doesn't want to fight for it, but if they don't know each other, it will inevitably be a bit troublesome.

Thinking of the handover just now, Catherine pouted noncommittally after checking the contents of the suitcase as usual. With her rather sophisticated professional vision, she couldn't see what the contents of the box were, or what was so special; But after many years in the industry, she is still very clear about the rules of not asking too much and not thinking too much.

As long as she can complete the tasks assigned above and deliver people and things to their destinations safely, she will be regarded as fulfilling her duty; Whether the box was stuffed with diamonds or a timed nuclear bomb had nothing to do with her.

"The whole team, let's go."

Seeing the departed convoy disappear at the corner of the road, the French people present returned to the house in a daze, only the captain who led the team looked angry, but it was also unthinkable.

What's the use of being angry? Aren't those Americans always the same as if they were being beaten?

Departing from the picturesque city of Fontainebleau and heading south along the modest road, the convoy arrived in Colbini after a short journey, where it met the French agent's car at the intended location. Catherine seemed a little surprised when she got out of the station wagon to check on the situation and see the Russian, although the expression on her face was only fleeting.

The man didn't look like a typical Slav; But after checking the photos, he should be the person they were looking for.

"Mr. Rezenov. - Pilots who served in the 309 regiment? ”

“…… It's me. Long Yun looked at the people in front of him curiously, although he snooped and learned their origins, he didn't know the reason why these people took him over from the French.

"Good. Then let's go. ”

Leaving the agent and walking towards the black station wagon, Long Yun didn't reply to the woman's words, and he didn't care about the people in front of him; Because just now, his mind has been completely absorbed by another thing. Shortly before the arrival of these C.I.A. agents, he once again vaguely felt the strange, inexplicable feeling -- the chase in which he had been caught in a bitter battle and finally forced to parachute, and that feeling was even more pronounced as he got closer and closer to his target -- and now it came again.

When he saw the convoy approaching, he realized the source of the familiar feeling he had gradually felt. A keen instinct told him that the convoy parked in front of him was quite suspicious; The mysterious figure who appeared in the interception operation before may have been in one of the vehicles.

Could it be that the guy who mysteriously escaped also fell into the hands of the Americans? Or is it ...... Was he a CIA, or something else?

Curiosity was ignited all of a sudden, and Long Yun confirmed that his feelings were quite clear and could never be wrong.

Bending over the car with a complicated expression, watching the scene outside be blocked by the closed doors; Then he felt the car bump and undulate, and he knew that the convoy had already started.

Yes, even though the car is moving, the feeling is still palpable.

What the hell is going on? Long Yun fell into deep thought, because he clearly felt that that feeling was still there, and it was still quite strong. There has been no noticeable change in this feeling, then the conclusion is obvious.

That mysterious guy - he's in this convoy!

This thought jumped into his mind again and again, and Long Yun almost shook his whole body. He has always had an inexplicable fear of that mysterious person: it was he who hit his landline during the first crossing, and then appeared on the plane inexplicably, and as a result, he made a big mistake in the pursuit.

Not only that, Long Yun vaguely felt that this strange feeling was clearly inexplicably related to the Consciousness Snooping Technique. Although it is completely different from the feeling of being spied on, the indescribable feeling is quite similar.

I don't know if it's because he didn't mean to attack, the feeling that Long Yun felt now was not so dark and cold, it was completely different from the first contact he still remembered, but it was more similar to the time he pursued the German plane. But I don't know why, Long Yun's heart just feels more and more nervous and restless; It seems that this indescribable feeling will infiltrate his mind silently, and even inadvertently affect his thinking activities.

What's going on here?

Recently, things have become more and more complicated, but they are all shrouded in a heavy fog; Long Yun could only sigh a few times and lie down on the seat of the not very comfortable carriage.

Just thinking about it like this, I feel like my head is going to explode. It's better to rest for a while to recuperate your spirit and adapt to changes.

……

Just when Long Yun was confused, the team's actions did not stop for a moment.

Leaving the small town of Corbinny in a low-key way, they drove southeast along the road parallel to the railway, bypassing a large area of a natural park, and then turned onto the highway on the outskirts of Charon, which connected the most important cities in France to the north and south. The whole journey, which was about 200 kilometers away, and after a few hours of traveling, the convoy arrived at the destination of their trip when night fell:

Lyon, an important town in the south of France.

……

Along the way, he was dazed, and he didn't know if he was asleep, and Long Yun didn't even notice that the car stopped moving forward. It wasn't until the door clicked open that he sat up dazedly.

"Here we are. Come down! ”

Is the long journey over? Long Yun bent down and jumped out of the carriage, moving his somewhat stiff body on the spot; Then he unconsciously looked up, but he froze on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.

――Here it is!

How could he be here?!

It was getting late, and although the light was quite dim, Long Yun suddenly noticed that the scene in front of him was quite familiar to him. It was because of the familiarity that he recognized the baroque stone building next to him at a glance, as well as the three-story house under the shade of trees not far away; There are exquisite stone steps not far from the feet, and there is even a roadside water spray landscape that is mostly blocked by cars.

Seeing this qiē in front of him, Long Yun was completely stunned; An inexplicable panic welled up in his heart, and he suddenly had a strong sense of illusion.

Here, it is true that it is clearly ......

Brittany estate.

PS: Auto-release didn't work again. Confused......