The film starts with the Navy SEALs

"Damn it, where did Topa go?" Long Zhan and his men came down quickly from upstairs, but after searching everywhere, they could not find any trace of Topa. It was as if he had disappeared from the face of the earth, which made everyone both annoyed and helpless. They searched carefully in the corridors and rooms, leaving no corner untouched, but found nothing.

But thinking about it, this seems reasonable. After all, this tower is the base camp of Topa and his childhood friend. He has been here for a long time and knows every corner of this place very well. He knows which road is the most hidden and quickest escape route. And Long Zhan and his friends are here for the first time. Facing such a complex environment, it is not easy to catch up with Topa in a short time. Every corridor and every room here may hide unknown secret passages, allowing Topa to escape.

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Half an hour later, all the brothers in the tower were killed, leaving only Toppa, who was alone, helpless and weak. At this moment, he rushed into Heim's villa like a stray dog. Because he came too hastily, he didn't have time to change his blood-stained clothes. The blood on his clothes had dried up, showing a strange dark red color.

Rivka, who had become the owner of the villa, was lazily lying on the sofa, drinking red wine leisurely. The sunlight shone on her through the window, adding a bit of charm to her. Seeing her old lover rushing in so embarrassedly, she was stunned for a moment, the red wine glass in her hand stopped in mid-air, and a trace of surprise and complexity flashed in her eyes. The surprise was because of Topa's embarrassed appearance at the moment, and the complexity was because of the intricate relationship between them and all that had happened in the past.

"Rivka, really, your husband's death was just an accident. I'm different from other people. I'm not a bad person, I'm a good person." Topa began to explain eagerly as soon as they met. His pitiful expression, almost crying, might make people who didn't know him think he was innocent. His eyes were full of pleading, and his voice was trembling a little, trying to make Rivka believe him.

"You killed my husband. You are the murderer." Rivka said with a complicated expression. There was anger in her eyes, but also a trace of unspeakable emotion. She thought of her husband's death, and the grief in her heart surged again. But looking at the man she once loved deeply, she couldn't bear it. Her voice was a little choked, as if she was trying to suppress the pain and entanglement in her heart.

"Let's talk, let's sit down and talk." Topa took out the gun and put it on the table, trying to show his sincerity. His movements were a little flustered, and his eyes revealed a hint of nervousness, hoping that this move could ease the relationship with Rivka and find a glimmer of hope.

But what Topa didn't know was that they were not the only ones here. The reason why he rushed in so smoothly and no bodyguards came out to intercept him was because the police had already controlled this place and were closely monitoring it. The police were hiding in every corner, like lurking hunters, waiting for their prey to appear.

As soon as Topa rushed in, the police hiding in the dark followed him quietly. They approached Topa carefully with light steps, fearing to alarm him. At this time, the police had come behind him and formed a circle.

Topa felt the footsteps behind him were a little strange, and thought to himself that something was wrong, so he turned around quickly. Only then did he find that a policeman had pointed a gun at him and warned him seriously: "I know what you stole, you have nowhere to run, please cooperate and put your hands on your head." The policeman's voice was firm and powerful, echoing in the house like a huge bell, showing unquestionable majesty.

"I'm sorry!" Rivka couldn't bear to see her lover being arrested, and her eyes showed a trace of reluctance and entanglement. She bit her lip and made a difficult decision in her heart, but in the end she didn't have the courage to stand up and speak for Topa.

Topa thought that his brothers and childhood friends were already dead. If he was arrested by the police, he would definitely die, and his dream of getting rich would be completely ruined. Unable to accept this result, Topa made up his mind and decided to take one last gamble. There was a flash of madness in his eyes, as if he had lost his mind.

He suddenly turned around and quickly grabbed the gun on the table, trying to kill the police. His actions were quick and decisive, hoping to strike before the police opened fire. Unfortunately, the police were well prepared and kept the gun locked on him. Seeing Toppa's actions, the police decisively pulled the trigger.

"Pah~" a gunshot sounded, and the bullet hit Toppa's chest accurately. Toppa felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if he was hit by a heavy hammer, and his body fell backwards like a kite with a broken string. His eyes were full of unwillingness and despair. He just touched the gun and fell heavily to the ground without any movement. Blood gushed out from the wound on his chest, forming a pool of blood on the ground.

The young policeman Spiegel was the one who killed Topa. This was his first time to shoot someone, and he was so nervous that his breathing became rapid. His hands were shaking slightly, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. However, he did not forget his duty. He immediately held his gun and walked over carefully, with every step full of vigilance. He began to search Topa's pockets with one hand, his eyes focused, not missing any place where important items might be hidden.

Soon, he found a USB flash drive in Topa's trouser pocket. With his keen intuition, Spiegel realized that this USB flash drive was unusual and might have a significant connection with the case. He immediately put it in an evidence bag carefully, with gentle and cautious movements, as if he was holding an invaluable treasure. Then, he began the subsequent procedures in an orderly manner to collect important evidence for the case.

In the safe house of Team B, the air seemed to be filled with solemnity and contemplation. The members of Team B who failed to successfully hunt down Topa had no choice but to return here. They sat together, frowning, racking their brains to plan the next countermeasures. At this moment, they were like travelers groping in the dark, urgently needing to find a ray of light.

With the connections he had accumulated over the years, Stonebridge contacted a local who was familiar with the local situation and tried to obtain key clues through the police's extensive information channels. After all, the police have a unique advantage in information collection, and their level of intelligence is often far beyond their imagination. No one expected that in this seemingly clueless and needle-in-a-haystack search, they would unexpectedly stumble upon a key clue, just like a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse.

"Boss, I just got off the phone with Spiegel. The dominance is now in his hands!" Stonebridge's voice was filled with irrepressible excitement as he hurriedly reported this breaking news to everyone. The originally dull atmosphere was instantly broken.

"Who is Spiegel?" Shakova was stunned. Her beautiful eyes were full of confusion. It was obvious that she had no impression of this name.

"He is McCaw's police friend." Sergei hurriedly explained to Shakova, hoping to quickly resolve her doubts.

"Fuck, how did he end up in the hands of the police?" Upon hearing the news, Norman couldn't help but swear. His annoyance was evident in his words, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly with anger.

"I told him about Topa and Rivka, and asked him to monitor Rivka's residence in advance. Unexpectedly, he actually succeeded." Stonebridge continued to narrate the ins and outs of the matter, with a hint of relief in his tone, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"You actually leaked confidential information to outsiders?" Colonel Kechuan's brows were instantly twisted into the shape of a "chuan" character, his eyes revealed obvious dissatisfaction, and he spoke in an accusatory tone, with unquestionable majesty in his voice.

"Although he is an outsider, he is a policeman and should be trusted." Stonebridge hurriedly defended himself and tried to convince everyone. However, seeing that everyone was still serious and no one responded, the atmosphere became more and more awkward, so he tried to break the depressing atmosphere with a humorous tone: "Should we think about the bright side now? After all, we finally found the whereabouts of the tyrant, right?"

"Will he hand the things over to us directly?" Norman asked worriedly, frowning, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"It shouldn't be. The things have been handed over to the administrative counter of the Triaisha Branch. In the eyes of the Tel Aviv police, that place is almost equivalent to a storage place for sundries, and the supervision is not very strict." Stonebeach said while thinking about the countermeasures in his mind. "So, can we just go in and take the things away?" Long Zhan half-jokingly teased, but everyone understood that what he meant by "going in directly" was actually forcible entry, which was undoubtedly a bold and risky idea.

"As long as we use our brains, it shouldn't be a big problem." Stonebridge raised his eyebrows, a confident smile on his face, as if everything was under his control. But in fact, he was unsure and was just cheering everyone up.

"Let me make this clear. Once I get the things, I will take them back to Russia." Shakova expressed her attitude forcefully. Her eyes revealed an unquestionable determination, as if this decision could not be changed by anyone.

"We haven't got the stuff yet..." Colonel Kechuan was about to express his opinion, but was interrupted mercilessly by Shakova.

"I'm sorry, I didn't ask you, Alexander." Shakova's face turned a little ugly, and then she asked in a bad tone: "Can we be honest with each other?"

"Listen, I really didn't hide anything." Colonel Kechuan hurriedly explained, with a hint of helplessness on his face, trying to calm Shakova's anger.

"Did you go?" Shakova pressed on, showing no intention of letting go of the topic.

Long Zhan and others keenly noticed that the two seemed to be settling old scores, and that this was clearly a personal conflict between them, so they tactfully dispersed and each found a corner, pretending to be busy with their own affairs, but in fact they all pricked up their ears, listening curiously to the movements here.

"What do you mean?" Colonel Kechuan looked confused, as if he didn't quite understand the deeper meaning of Shakova's words.

"Don't pretend. We agreed to meet in Istanbul. I want to see you besides work..." Before Shakova could finish her words, she was interrupted by Colonel Kechuan.

"Okay, I know what you are going to say." Colonel Coltrane really didn't want to mention this matter in front of everyone. After all, it involved the complicated personal feelings between the two of them, which was not suitable for public discussion.

"So did you go there?" Shakova was still relentless and kept asking this question, with a hint of anger and grievance in her eyes.

"I certainly didn't go, but did you go again?" Colonel Coltrane tried to turn defense into offense, hoping to shift the focus of the topic and get out of this embarrassing situation.

"If I hadn't gone, I wouldn't be asking you this question." Shakova's face was full of dissatisfaction, her voice unconsciously rose a few degrees, and she became more and more excited.

"It's not appropriate to talk about this topic now." Colonel Kechuan frowned, looking helpless. He really didn't want to continue this embarrassing and sensitive topic.

"How funny! Didn't you love doing inappropriate things in the past?" There was obvious sarcasm in Shakova's words, and every word pierced Colonel Coltrane like a needle.

"That's enough." Colonel Coltrane was a little angry and embarrassed, with a hint of impatience in his tone.

"I can still complete the task by myself." Shakova was not to be outdone and responded angrily.

"That's great," Colonel Coltrane snapped back.

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Colonel Kechuan and Shakova were like a couple in a fierce quarrel, arguing back and forth, neither of them giving in, and the situation was at a stalemate. This made Long Zhan and his group of people on the side very embarrassed. They could only pretend to be nonchalant and look around the room, pretending to be focused on their "work" at hand, but in fact they were secretly listening to the quarrel between the two and secretly "eating melons".

"Stonbridge, Norman, please accompany Captain Shakova to the police station." Colonel Coltrane couldn't argue with Shakova, so he had no choice but to use a strategy of diverting attention and gave orders to Stonebridge and Norman, hoping to ease the tense atmosphere.

"What about me? Please give me instructions, sir." Long Zhan didn't want to stay in this awkward atmosphere, so he hurriedly asked Colonel Kechuan for instructions on the task, with a hint of urgency in his eyes.

"And me, and me." Sergei also jumped out and looked at Colonel Coltrane expectantly, fearing that he would be left behind.

"I have other tasks for you two." After Colonel Kechuan said this, he walked aside and began to think about what tasks to assign to Long Zhan and Sergei.

These two are both very strong men, and they can definitely stand on their own. (End of this chapter)