Absolute Honor - Chapter 1248

Itumkarje, 134 Victory Avenue.

This is a Turkish bath, and the grade is not low, at least from the appearance, the facade is luxurious, quite the style of Turkish architecture.

Mister leaned back in the chair and stretched.

“Oh, why don’t you let us in? If the Turkish bath is authentic, it is very comfortable, with hot and cold pools, and lots of fruits and dried fruits. After eating, you can get a good night’s sleep, and there is “Tanrak” inside. “It will spread all over your body with essential oils to relax you and give you a good massage for two hours…”

“What is Tanrak?” Qin Fei asked.

“It’s the masseur,” Mister said.

Suddenly realizing that Qin Fei’s eyes were a little strange, Mistor added: “It’s not what you imagined. It’s a regular. Masseurs are generally older and their techniques are absolutely authentic.”

“Oh, the bathhouse in the northern part of our country also has Tanrak, but we don’t call it this name. We are called the scrubber, or the scrub master. We can also massage, but part of it is your scrub.” Qin Fei said.

“Take a bath?” Mister’s eyes suddenly became a little weird, “A man bathes a man? Oh! Qin, are you so open?”

“According to you, isn’t the Turkish bath massaged by men? What’s the difference, in the scrubbing, the master will rub you off all the dirt on your body with a towel…” Qin Fei made a scrubbing motion. “That will open your pores completely and make people feel very comfortable.”

“So…” Mister looked down at his crotch, “Will it be washed here?”

“Fuck me!” Qin Fei rolled his eyes and chatted with Alexandre Dumas, always being taken into the ditch unsuspectingly, “When these things are done, you can visit my homeland with me if you want. I will take you to try it.”

“Your homeland?” Mister’s expression became weird again. “My identity seems to be unpopular, right?”

“Yes, forget it.” Qin Fei was too lazy to take care of the big stallion, and he was leaning in the seat. There was heating in the car, and it was a bit stuffy.

“I said these Russians really know how to enjoy, and they choose this kind of place to perform their tasks.” Mister suddenly had nothing to say, and he was really panicked.

After deciding to start with Khasayev last night, the surveillance team and the action team have been dispatched together and have been outside the Turkish bath for surveillance until now.

Aleksanderkovich must find a safe way to instigate Khasayev.

A method that can’t hurt him, nor can it take the other person away in public.

No one knows whether Basquif’s eyeliner has been inserted around Khasayev himself. Judging from the behavior of the illegal armed leader, he is indeed very likely to do that, and he has already done it.

Therefore, the place where Khasayev starts must be sufficiently secretive, and the action must be as fast as lightning, and he must be controlled without any witnesses.

Another point is very important.

To rebel against Khasayev, no torture can be used.

This is quite different from Qin Fei’s previous interrogation methods to extract confessions from Da Maozi. After all, Qin Fei tried Yushchenko’s extreme tactics when he caught Jowhar outside the village of Alebek. The argument is to light a sky lantern, a completely tragic method.

Da Maozi has always had a rough style, but Qin Fei was very interested to see how they attacked Khasayev in the shortest possible time-no confession, no torture, no sighting, and time can’t be delayed too long. It is controlled within the normal delivery time when Khasayev usually leaves the Turkish bath.

According to the investigator’s information, Khasayev has two days a week-Wednesday and Saturday, he must go back to the Turkish bath, staying in the evening until leaving at five in the morning.

In other words, after the team responsible for the arrest has taken control of Khasayev, it must get him to the interrogation point without anyone seeing him, and then release him at five o’clock in the morning, which is before dawn.

As long as one part of these links goes wrong, the entire operation will fail, and the thread of Khasayev will be cut off and become worthless.

In order to determine a suitable interrogation point, the operations headquarters had racked their brains. The floor plan of the entire Turkish bath was transferred out. After research, it was found that it was the most convenient and safest to do it in the dressing room.

Usually late at night, there is no one in the dressing room. Everyone throws a bath and goes to massage or sleeps in bed in the bathroom lounge. Only the dressing room is a place where people only go in when changing clothes.

The fsb special agent made up as a waiter inside without disturbing the bathroom owner, and then it was a little bit in the early morning-at that time, almost no one would come in the locker room, just to wake up and enjoy a good quality sleep in the lounge. Hasayev, told him that his phone kept ringing in the locker.

For people like Khasayev, the telephone is a very important communication tool. Although he rarely calls in at one o’clock in the morning, the task of xs gel explosives seems to be in progress recently, and he is not at all. Knowing that it wasn’t that Baskif had called him in an emergency, he would definitely get up immediately and then go to the locker room.

The interrogation point was set in a modified bus with good soundproofing equipment. It was parked a block away. When the people inside started to move ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the bus would slowly move towards the hammam. The side street where the back door was located approached, and after the agents inside succeeded, the Hasayev wrapped up like a zongzi was picked up from the rear window and charged in the car.

Qin Fei, Michel, Mister and others were on the bus. Of course, there was Alexander Kovic in the bus.

In fact, Qin Fei also understands why Aleksanderkovich came to the scene in person.

To persuade a follower of Baschief, there must be a significant figure in fsb present. It is like discussing a big business. You always have no sincerity and no convincing power to send a salesperson, and there is no decision-making power. The ceo himself It is completely different when it comes out. This is a question of grade and specifications.

Qin Fei grabbed his head and looked at the other end of the bus.

Captain Alexanderkovic was sitting in a comfortable seat, with the pipe that never left his mouth dangling from the corner of his mouth, his eyes closed slightly, as if he was closing his eyes.

Maybe he was thinking about how to use four hours to instigate a businessman who had cooperated with Baskif for nearly two decades.

Time passed bit by bit.

Qin Fei looked at the row of LCD screens in front of him. The back half of this bus was a working area for monitoring equipment and monitoring personnel. The first half was vacated. There were tables and chairs inside, which was no different from an ordinary interrogation room.

Everything is set up just waiting for the fish to get the bait.

On the screen, the fsb agent who was inserted in the Turkish bath used the miniature pinhole camera to shoot and transmit back the picture, as well as the voice communication between each other.

At one o’clock in the morning, Qin Fei’s watch began to vibrate, and he raised his eyes to look at the screen.

At this time, it’s time for the good show.

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