World War I

Chapter 89 What's Wrong with Genes

Aya is the director's pride. She graduated from the best medical school in Russia: the First Moscow State Medical University.

The university has a very high reputation in the field of medicine and is one of the top medical institutions in Europe.

Luo Ye used three then, and Director Knuckles immediately showed a proud look, which was a symbol of a father's undisguised love for his daughter.

He didn't hear Luo Ye call him ugly.

"Why did you say her car was ugly? You, Turgenev, how did you get together with my daughter? Please explain!"

Turgenev thought quickly this time: "Because of the robbery, I went to inquire about the victim's health. Nothing else, please don't misunderstand."

The SWAT captain used the term 'you' as a personal referent.

He used to basically call you by your name.

"I don't think it's right. Someone saw you guys talking and laughing. Is this necessary to follow up on a case?"

"That's the truth, Chief Knuckles."

Luo Ye added: "That's the truth. I asked Captain Turgenev to go."

Chief Knuckles stood in his office for a moment.

"I'll verify it. Better not lie, you two."

The director went to find his beloved daughter with full of doubts. In the office, Luo Ye and Turgenev exchanged glances, both asking the same question: does Knuckles really have such a beautiful daughter?

Where does the powerful gene of the number appear?

She must be the daughter who was picked up.

"It's going to fail. Her beloved father doesn't like me."

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30th, am.

In the sheriff's office, there was a big bag in front of Fyodor.

Inside were some World War II helmets, medals, binoculars, military shoes, waist buckles, razors————

"Are you sure you want to take this risk?"

"Luo Ye, it's come to this, do I still have a choice?"

"You still insist that White Bear didn't see through our identities?"

"I thought about it all night, but no."

Turgenev: "I agree with taking risks. We will just watch from the sidelines. If there is anything wrong, we can just rush in. Luo Ye, what do you think?"

"Take action."

Leading the way was the small truck again, but Fyodor was the only one in it.

There were three cars following the pickup truck: a pickup truck, a Japanese Toyota, and a Moskvich 2141.

One-Eye said to himself in the pickup truck: "Fedoro, the SWAT captain is watching you. You will be safe."

The truck left the town and got on Provincial Highway 62.

Kursk is surrounded by three roads, and the town is located at the intersection of these three roads. From the perspective of military deployment, it is a military stronghold. The straight-line distance from the town is 72 kilometers.

The small truck got off Provincial Highway 62, drove forward for a while, and then stopped. In front was the delivery location and the receiving location.

The place where the goods were received was in a World War II defensive bunker built by the German army and was well preserved.

Fyodor carried the big bag on his back and walked along the quiet path.

Luo Ye and Turgenev watched from afar with binoculars, not daring to get too close.

"I'm afraid this kid will misjudge and get killed, which would be troublesome."

Turgenev: "At the moment, I don't see any problems, no suspicious signs, no suspicious people."

When they were about 300 meters away from the bunker, the two men dared not get any closer.

Turgenev put down his telescope.

"His judgment is correct. It's okay. Trust me."

When Fyodor walked out of the sturdy circular bunker made of concrete and steel bars, Luo Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

Fyodor returned the same way.

Two people walked out of the bunker and headed towards another path.

Coincidentally, Luo Ye and Turgenev both chose to stay still. They needed to wait.

Five minutes later, the two men headed towards the bunker.

The bunker was empty.

Although Turgenev was not as amazing as Saranch, his tracking skills made Luo Ye admit defeat. He was also worried that he would lose the two people who received the goods.

The two men went back to Provincial Highway 62. The maze they set up was a joke to Turgenev.

The two people who were receiving the goods got into a small passenger car with windows covered with thick gray curtains. Luo Ye used his mobile phone to notify the nearest one-eyed man to follow, and Pan Zi followed closely behind.

Luo Ye used four cars to take turns tracking the small passenger car. One-Eye and Panzi were the first group, and the remaining two cars followed closely.

The tracking went smoothly and the warehouse was located in a timber processing plant in a dense forest.

The sawmill is well connected, and the open space inside the mill is filled with piles of tall logs, surrounded by dense forests. The white-haired bear really knows how to choose a place by choosing to trade in such a place.

Piles of logs were stacked like a messy Bagua formation, severely obstructing the vision. If someone wanted to escape, even a turn would dazzle the pursuers.

There are quite a few buildings in the lumber mill, including the initial lumber processing plant, wooden boards, offices, utility rooms, and tool rooms.

Panzi: "Didn't you see the workers?"

"Fool, would you even have workers show up for a transaction like this?"

"Is the number of people we have enough?"

While Panzi and One-Eye were talking, Luo Ye looked at Fyodor.

"There are fewer people, but that's okay. Those who come to pick up the goods won't fight us. This is the unspoken rule. They are not drug dealers. Purchasing antiques and digging for antiques are two different things. Digging for antiques will go to jail, while those who buy will only be fined and their purchase money will be confiscated. They will be fine. Generally, those people will not fight with the police, nor will they bring too many weapons. It is difficult to deal with people like the white-haired bear."

(End of this chapter)