Tranxending Vision

Chapter 1033: Prisoners and food

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The dawn dispelled the darkness and the sunlight returned to this ancient land. Please search (pin%book¥¥.net)! The fastest updated novel The golden sunshine shines on the Church of the Holy Sepulchre and the Dome of the Rock, making the two religious holy places extremely solemn and sacred. Over the past thousands of years, countless people have lost their lives for them, but this dispute continues, and we don’t know when it will end.

Jerusalem, Holy Cross Street.

Two Indians walked into a restaurant selling breakfast. The two Indians are very young, the man is in his twenties and the woman is in her early twenties. The two of them were carrying backpacks and wearing ethnic accessories, just like a pair of Native Americans traveling to Israel.

These two Native Americans, one is Xia Lei and the other is Tsukino Kyoko. With the human skin, mask and magical makeup, even Xia Lei couldn't recognize himself, let alone those who wanted to catch him.

The two sat down at a dining table next to the window. Xia Lei ordered his meal and walked across the street in front of the shop window.

No. 48, Rue Sainte-Croix, is just across the street. It is a very old house, hundreds of years old. Its main body is made of stone, with three upper and lower layers, and both sides extend forward, forming a "concave" shape. Such a house might be the residence of a knight or lord during the Crusades, and its style is also the French medieval architectural style.

Now, who is the owner of this house

On this point, the two Israeli soldiers standing at the door with loaded guns and ammunition have actually given the answer. This ancient house is currently owned by the Israeli government.

There are armed soldiers guarding the door, which shows that this place is not an ordinary place. However, Xia Lei did not have any warning signs, such as signs that read "Jerusalem Holy Cross Road Street Office" or "Jerusalem Holy Cross Road Neighborhood Committee".

"It would be great if Saimu was here. He must know what kind of place this is." Xia Lei thought in his heart. He was looking forward to Saimu Yelena and Angu Mihan joining him.

The waiter in the restaurant brought the food, which was some very traditional Israeli breakfast, such as sour olives, salted fish and egg custard.

Xia Lei continued to observe the ancient building opposite while eating breakfast. This time he awakened the ability of his left eye to see through the closed and curtained window.

This time he was shocked. The ancient building opposite was a very modern office space. In the central hall on the first floor, there is a TV wall that occupies almost the entire wall, showing surveillance footage from important places in Jerusalem, including stations, subway stations, airports, etc., with almost no blind spots.

There are also more advanced satellite surveillance images, which cover the entire territory of Israel, even Jordan, the Gaza Strip, and the area bordering Egypt. There are many staff working in the hall, some are answering calls, some are operating drones, and some are dispatching field staff on the ground. It is very busy, but the scene is orderly and extremely rigorous.

In fact, with such a central hall, Xia Lei can make a judgment, that is, the old ordinary ancient building is not an ordinary government agency, but an intelligence agency.

Xia Lei's eyes moved to the second floor, some of his offices, and an equipment warehouse. There were some people working in the office, but he didn't recognize any of them. He didn't have an organized person on the second floor. He moved his sight to the third floor and penetrated the third floor window.

The third floor is a multi-functional area, with areas for fighting training and areas for treatment. Some people are training fighting skills, while others are treating their injuries.

Scanning all the windows on the third floor, Xia Lei still found no one from the FA organization. He withdrew his gaze. He could not penetrate the thick stone walls and the situation under the soil, but in a place like this, there must be space underground.

"Is this the headquarters of Mossad? Or is it a very important branch base? Who are the people from the FA organization here to meet?" Xia Lei was confused.

The FA organization is now equivalent to a dog in the United States. It is not a problem to come to Israel in this capacity and contact Mossad people. But the problem is that Yan Fo and Augustman who came to Israel are both very important figures in the FA organization. What is their purpose of coming to Israel

Xia Lei naturally thought that they were here to kill him, but this thought was quickly erased by him because he was already "dead". He was assassinated by Le Youton in China. His funeral was held in China and the whole country mourned. The level of this drama is so high. How could people from the FA organization suspect that he is still alive and pursue him to Israel? In fact, his trip to Israel was hidden from even Liang Siyao and Long Bing. Even his women didn't know about it. How could the people in the FA organization know about it

There must be some other reason.

"What the hell is this? It tastes so bad." Tsukino Kyoko spat out a sour olive. She was so sour that she almost shed tears. She actually also observed the ancient building opposite, but she didn't gain anything.

Xia Lei lowered his voice, "Israel has a dry climate, lack of water, and lack of food. Most of the food is pickled, so just make do with it. When you leave here, you can eat whatever you want. Also, you must communicate in English." The building opposite is where Mossad is located, so be careful with every move you make.”

Tsukino Kyoko glanced at the ancient building on the ground in surprise, then nodded. She didn't know how Xia Lei knew that the ancient building opposite was the Mossad's place, but she believed Xia Lei.

At this moment, an Israeli man walked out of the ancient building opposite and walked straight to the restaurant.

Xia Lei's eyes moved to the Israeli man and he conducted a "comprehensive inspection" of him in almost two seconds. The Israeli man was carrying a desert eagle and a pass with his name on it, Halley. There were many wounds on his body, including gunshot wounds and knife wounds. Based on his age in his thirties, it is not difficult to judge that he is a battle-experienced special forces soldier who joined Mossad after retiring.

A considerable number of Mossad's spies are recruited from retired special forces. They have experienced hundreds of battles and are rich in experience. When Mossadri receives higher-level training, one can imagine his overall strength. There is a popular saying in the world of espionage agents that Mossad has the strongest ability to collect intelligence, assassinate and steal. It is equally famous as the American CIA, the British MI6 and the Russian Federal Security Service (Krupp). Nothing compares.

Therefore, even if an ordinary agent appeared in the field of vision, Xia Lei was alert. He touched Tsukino Kyoko from under the table and said, "Stop talking, the Mossad people are coming."

Kyoko Tsukino nodded, she was actually crossing the road. Harley was not an ordinary person. She has her way.

Harley crossed the street and entered the restaurant.

A waiter said hello with a smile, "Mr. Harley, is it the same this time?"

"Yeah, the same." Harley's eyes quickly swept across the restaurant, and finally stopped at the table where Xia Lei and Tsukino Kyoko were sitting.

Xia Lei didn't eat the egg custard with a spoon. He kept his eyes fixed on the reflective surface of the stainless steel spoon, observing Harley from the reflective surface.

The waiter pointed in the direction of the kitchen and said, "Mr. Harder's breakfast is the same as usual, sour olives and hard bread."

Harley withdrew his gaze from Xia Lei and Tsukino Kyoko.

In terms of the ability to disguise, if Xia Lei calls himself the second in the world, then no one in the world would dare to claim the first. He could hide from CIA monitors by dressing up as Li Youden, and he could even hide from the extremely cunning Mei Hattori. It was not a problem at all to fool a Mossad agent.

The kitchen was quickly ready with Harley's food, sour olives and hard bread, but it was not on a plate, but in a cardboard box with a plastic bag on the outside. Harley took the food, paid, and walked out with the food.

But when Harley crossed the parallel line, Xia Lei's eyes moved to Harley's back, instantly awakening his ability to see through. His gaze cut across Harley's back and down to his stomach. His squirming stomach contained sausage cheese and waffles. With such a clear view of the types of food in the store, Harley had obviously just had breakfast. Why would he come to buy breakfast? And I still buy ugly and cheap sour olives and hard bread.

At this time, the waiter was chatting with his colleague. He said: "What a strange guy. He buys the same food every day. I have worked here for three years and he comes to buy the same food every day. He is very fond of sour olives and hard nuts." Are you that interested in bread? The car he drives, that Toyota SUV, is worth two hundred thousand new shekels."

His colleague said: "Yeah, well-paid government workers, but they are interested in junk food."

"Hey, don't say that, there are customers in the store."

"Are you talking about those two Indians? It's strange that they understand what we are saying. He just ordered the food in English."

"Also, well, the people in the building opposite are very strange."

The two waiters chatted without a word, and soon they got involved in one of the girls they knew in common.

Xia Lei was no longer interested in eavesdropping, and his eyes moved to the ancient building opposite again. If it weren't for the chat between the two waiters and the information he had just captured, he wouldn't have thought it was so strange that Harley bought breakfast. Harley had indeed eaten breakfast, but he might have bought it for a colleague who had a penchant for sour olives and hard bread. But after hearing the conversation between the two waiters, he didn't think so.

"I've been buying the same food almost every morning for three years. Even if Harley doesn't eat it by himself, he shouldn't have such perverted colleagues, right? Who would eat junk food every day?" A key point suddenly appeared in Xia Lei's mind. Word—prisoner.

Only a prisoner eats horrible junk food and eats the same junk food every day because he has no choice, because of punishment!

After the keyword "prisoner" came to his mind, Xia Lei's thinking was suddenly activated. "The young waiter said that he had been here for three years, and Harley had bought the same sour olives and hard bread for three years. So that prisoner has been imprisoned for more than three years. There was no trial or sent to prison, but he has been locked up in the Mossad headquarters or branch base. What is the identity of that person? Why is he treated like this? fa When people from the organization came to Israel during this period and came into contact with Mossad people, could it be because of the prisoner?”

He didn't understand, but Xia Lei had an impulse in his heart. He wanted to see the prisoner. Not for anything else, just because of the intervention of people from the FA organization.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

However, this is still just a wild guess. Whether there are prisoners or not is something that needs to be proven.

"Let's go." Xia Lei stood up.

Tsukino Kyoko put down the spoon, then got up and left with Xia Lei.

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