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Ilsa frankly: "Friend."

Arthur just reminded: "National interests come first!"

Ilsa said, "Yes."

Leaving the Knights of the Round Table Hall, Ilsa was about to leave through the secret passage, but met Galahad who came in halfway.

"teacher."

"You're back." Galahad, who is an official Knight of the Round Table passed down to this generation, said, "The little girl you asked me to bring back last time didn't go back to Latin America. She wants to stay in England, and her family agreed. I helped her become a British citizen and I'm currently learning the basics of a gentleman, would you like to see her?"

Ilsa didn't have any friendship with that girl, she helped out purely for Ronan's sake, she shook her head: "No need."

Galahad was about to leave, but thought of something, and specially reminded: "When you come and go to France, you must be very careful, Joan of Arc is waking up."

Ilsa nodded. The Knights of the Round Table have been passed down from generation to generation, but many things about Joan of Arc have been passed down. She was a French supremacist.

This is very similar to Arthur.

But it wasn't her who was really careful, but Ronan. Ronan bombed the commercial building, but it hurt the important interests of France.

"Don't worry too much." Galahad fell into a certain daily mood: "Perhaps Joan wakes up and sees the current France, and she will die of anger immediately."

Ilsa is an Englishman after all, with a smile on her stern face: "It's possible."

Saying goodbye to the teacher, he went out of the secret passage all the way and entered the subway station. Taking advantage of the mobile phone signal, he sent a text message to Ronan to remind Joan of Arc's situation.

Ronan had just come out of Moscow International Airport when he received Ilsa's text message.

The name Joan of Arc is like a thunderbolt!

Ilsa and the British side are not sure when Joan of Arc will wake up, or how strong Joan of Arc will be when she wakes up, but such a famous heroine in history must have something extraordinary.

Ronan was aware that the matter of corpse oil and perfume caused an uproar in the world, putting France in an extremely disadvantaged position.

France can't do anything to countries such as Britain, the United States and Germany.

Where is the anger pouring out?How to save the country's face?

Ronan thought about this when he blew up the Ouya Building and mailed the evidence.

But he has seen corpses in the oven with his own eyes, and the girls who have been made into perfume.

He thought he was just doing what a person should do.

As for possible objections from the French side.

When I came to Moscow, I was looking for news about the Violent Bear, so as to improve my strength again.

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1 second to remember the public:.

Chapter 98 Finding Someone (for further reading)

In the central district of Moscow, Ronan wore a cashmere coat, parked his rented car, and walked into a shop with an Internet cafe signboard, which was actually similar to an Internet cafe.

After ordering a cup of hot coffee and finding an empty seat, Ronan searched the Internet for news about the bear attack.

If you can find relevant clues from the Internet, you don't have to take the risk of contacting someone from the Intelligence Bureau of the General Staff.

This is Moscow.

In Ronan's consistent impression, the hairy bear is not comparable to the chicken.

Especially intelligence agencies.

There is a lot of news about brown bears attacking people on the Internet. For example, before the beginning of winter last year, a brown bear foraging for food attacked a Russian angler and was killed.

However, the news of the brown bear attacking the Russian soldiers could not be found.

What ordinary people shouldn't know, naturally has to be blocked.

Countries with strong governance and control have actually done similar things in this regard.

Ronan checked the Intelligence Bureau of the General Staff on the Internet.

In the original world, he had heard of this organization nicknamed "GRU".

Different from the Russian Federal Intelligence Agency, the GRU has a special operations force directly under it, which is in charge of foreign intelligence investigation and military intelligence investigation.

It is normal for the GRU to conduct an investigation if an army is attacked.

But what surprised Ronan was that such an important department did not have an independent office building, and had to work jointly with several other departments.

It can only be said that after more than ten years of shock treatment, Russia's financial and economic situation is still not optimistic.

Ronan searched for the name Igor Kozlov again.

A few were found, but none of them worked for the GRU.

The information Ronan got from Chenkov included Igor Kozlov's name and position, and he also knew that he had a daughter in high school, but he didn't know her appearance, address and contact information.

Find a way to find someone out.

Ronan wrote down the address of the GRU office building, and carefully checked the maps of the Lower East and West Districts to determine the specific route.

Leaving the Central District, Ronan did not go to the GRU immediately, but drove to the East District, and soon came to an old apartment building.

There is a safe house set up by Chenkov himself. He may have the habit of being an agent for a long time. Even in the capital of his own country, he is still prepared to retreat.

People in this industry are prone to persecution paranoia.

Ronan checked the surroundings carefully, but found nothing unusual. He pretended to look like Chenkov in the car, got out of the car with gloves on, and entered the apartment building.

Taking the elevator up to the sixth floor, Ronan took out the lockpicking tool with one hand, held the pistol in his clothes with the other, and walked to the apartment at the end of the corridor at a normal walking speed.

Open the door lock with ease, and the alertness of the predator will not detect the danger.

Ronan entered the house and searched quickly. No one came to the room for a long time, and there was a lot of dust on the furniture and table.

The secret stronghold of Chenkov has not been revealed for the time being.

Ronan removed a wardrobe, and behind it was a safe built into the wall.

With the abilities of a blasting expert and a master lockpicker, Ronan made sure it wasn't a trap after a little inspection.

The safe was opened, and there were some U.S. dollars, euros, and rubles in it, as well as a Makarov pistol, and the alias certificates necessary for agents.

Reminiscent of Chenkov's work, the documents themselves may be genuine.

Passports, work permits, government department certificates, as well as Moscow police certificates, Ministry of Internal Affairs certificates, defense staff certificates, etc.

Ronan was not surprised. The number of agents he came into contact with was not one or two, which seemed to be normal.

After a little thought, most of the documents and money were stored in the badge space, and some ruble cash, Makarov pistols and documents of the Investigation Bureau of the Ministry of Internal Affairs were kept.

The former Red Empire and the current Maoxiong, the Ministry of Internal Affairs are both famous.

Chenkov got this certificate, maybe it was used to bluff people.

It doesn't work well for intelligence agencies, but it works elsewhere.

The legacy of a former KGB agent always comes in handy.

Ronan quickly thought about it.

Leaving the apartment, looking for a restaurant for lunch, seeing that the time is about the same, driving into the West District, to the West District Senior High School.

Chenkov heard about Igor Kozlov and knew that he had a daughter who was studying at the West High School, but he did not have the specific name, home address, or contact number.

Ronan thought about looking for the telephone yellow pages, but it was easy to find companies and departments, but it was difficult for individuals.

When they came to the school gate, someone welcomed Ronan in immediately.

There was a special receptionist. Ronan showed his ID and said directly: "I am Ivanov from the Investigation Bureau of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. I need to consult the files for official business!"

The receptionist asked, "What file?"

Luo Nan said: "Student files." He specifically emphasized: "This is the second-level confidential work of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and you need to keep it secret. If there is any leak, we will strictly hold the relevant personnel accountable..."

The Ministry of Internal Affairs was notorious during the days of the Red Empire, and it has a bad reputation now.

The reception staff complained secretly. If they knew it would be pushed to others, they could only promise: "I will abide by the confidentiality discipline!"

Ronan waved his hand: "Lead the way."

There was no problem with the certificate, and the person who checked it did not involve confidentiality. It was still a person from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. The receptionist asked the leader for instructions, and immediately took Luo Nan into the archives room.

After all, this is Moscow, and all the student information is archived in the computer. Ronan clicks on women and enters Kozlov to search, but there is nothing.

She frowned slightly, then understood, and re-entered Kozlova.

Then, more than a dozen female student files came out.

Clicking through one by one, I soon found Igor Kozlov in the father column on the file of a female student named Maria Kozlova.

There is also a home address below.

Ronan wrote it down, cleared the browsing history, and shut down the computer to leave the file room.

The receptionist is staying outside: "Done?"

Ronan spoke concisely: "Secret!"

The receptionist immediately expressed his attitude: "I will strictly abide by the discipline of confidentiality."

The Ministry of Internal Affairs is all bosses, not to mention him as the supervisor of the reception office, even if the principal comes over, he can't afford to mess with him.

I contacted the headmaster just now, and the headmaster doesn't want to deal with people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs at all.

Ronan nodded slightly: "Goodbye."

The reception staff hurriedly sent Ronan away like a plague god, and they were really relieved when they saw the car driving out of the school gate.

Leaving West Side High School, Ronan drove west, and soon found the old-fashioned single-family house area marked in the address bar.

The buildings here are a little old, but judging from the surrounding environment and supporting facilities, it belongs to a mid-range community.

The car was parked outside, and I chatted with someone casually. Most of the people living here are government officials, and the house is not owned by individuals.

Ronan drove past the target house, and through the flower-art iron gate, he could see a slender middle-aged Russian woman in the yard, cleaning up the garbage.

I don't know if it's a servant or a full-time wife.

Ronan parked his car in an inconspicuous place, and he could see the main entrance and garage of Kozlov's house from a distance, and waited patiently.

When it was getting dark, there was a black car parked in front of the door.

A blonde girl jumped out of the back seat, and the middle-aged man in the driver's seat drove the car into the garage.

The target person is home!

When the night was dark and there were fewer vehicles on the road, Ronan got out of the car, went around behind the row of single-family houses, easily climbed over the fence, and entered the backyard without a sound.

There is a utility room in the yard. With the open door, you can see some daily tools on a wooden table.

Ronan came to the back window and looked in through the light. A family of three were eating.

Talking and laughing, the atmosphere is warm.

Ronan and Igor Kozlov had no grievances or enmities, they just wanted to inquire about the news, and there was no need to show up in front of his wife and daughter, so they just stood here and waited for a while.

Not long after dinner, the family had a conversation, and the girl went upstairs first, followed by the middle-aged woman.

Ronan opened the back door and went straight into the living room, deliberately making slight footsteps.

Igor was opening a window to smoke, when he heard footsteps, he turned back immediately.

Ronan said calmly, "Igor?"

Glancing at Ronan's armpits and waist, Igor asked, "Who are you?"

Ronan showed his ID: "Ivanov from the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

Igor shook his head: "You are not!"

"Honey? Are there any guests?" There was a questioning voice upstairs.

Ronan looked at Igor, and Igor said: "I have a friend, you close the door and don't come down, he doesn't want to meet people, you know my job."

The middle-aged woman upstairs said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

The other party made a very smart choice, and Ronan said directly: "I want to ask you to understand something."