Lubyanka Square, FSB Headquarters Building.It is a four-storey yellow square building that is not very majestic, and the walls on the first floor are made of gray-black bluestone, which looks a little solemn and cold.At this moment, the time is already December, light snow is beginning to fall in Moscow, there is white snow everywhere, and the temperature is below -6 degrees.There is no courtyard here, and there are two closed gates directly in front of the building, and the entrance is the inside of the building, and there are sentry and guards at the door.A black Volga sedan stopped at the gate, and the heavily armed guards came up to check the documents, then saluted, turned around and waved, and the gate slammed open.The sedan slid into the building and stopped in the parking lot.The co-pilot stepped down and got out a young man with a falcon-like gaze, swept around slightly, walked to the back of the car and opened the tailgate.Alexander Kovic, head of intelligence for the European zone of the FSB, got out of the car in a black overcoat.Surrounded by two entourages, one left and one right, Aleksandar Kovic boarded the elevator and went to the third floor.Walk through the long hallway and finally stop in front of an office.He turned back and waved his hand at the two attendants, one of whom handed Alexekkovic the black briefcase in his hand, before turning away.Carrying a black briefcase, Alexander Kovic reached out and knocked on the door."
Come in, the door is unlocked."
Although it was already 12 o'clock in the evening, the owner of this office did not seem to be resting.Pushing the door in, Aleksandar Kovic gently closed the door.It was a very spacious office with brown wooden floors, and on the east side of the house was a huge desk with a sofa and coffee table in front of it, which was used for guests.A large, slightly fat man with a bald head hunched over the desk and signed the documents with the pen in his hand from time to time.It was warm in the room as there was heating.Taking off his coat and hanging it on the coat rack in the doorway, Alexander Kovich strode towards the large desk.The bald man looked up from behind the desk and stopped his pen.He stood up, walked around the table to meet him, and with open arms he gave Alexander kovich a Russian hug."
Davarishi, you said you had an urgent matter to interview me, is it really so urgent for you to fly back from Eastern Europe?""
It's urgent, comrade director."
Aleksandar Kovic pointed to the sofa: "Can you sit down and talk?"
”"Of course, my dear Alexander kovich."
The director smiled, and his smooth face was like a shelled egg, which made people look very comfortable and feel very friendly.He turned back to his desk and pressed the summoning bell."
Zoya, bring me twice as much coffee to the office.""
Okay."
There was a female voice on the other end that was not young.Obviously, this is the secretary of the director.The director works at night, and the secretary naturally does not leave.Having arranged coffee, the director returned to the sofa and sat down, looked at Alexander Kovich and asked, "Well, what urgent situation can be said now."
Actually, if it's not a big deal, you can talk to me on the phone. ”"It has to be interviewed."
Pressure Sankovic took out a pocket voice recorder from his black briefcase, "Baron Harvey called me four hours ago, of course, as a bridge of communication with Europe, it is my responsibility to record all our conversations, I think what is the matter, Director, you will know very well after listening to the phone." ”There was a soft knock on the door, and Zoya, a secretary in her forties, walked in with two cups of hot coffee and gently placed them in front of the two of them.The director instructed: "Zoya, lock the door when you go out, I won't see any guests for the time being." ”"Okay."
Zoya stepped back, locked the door as the director had ordered, and gently closed it.When Aleksandar saw the door closed, he turned around, reached out and gently pressed the play button.There was Alexander kovic's thick Russian English accent and Baron Harvey's typical London accent.The Director listened silently, while Aleksandarkovic sat with his hands twisted, his gaze never taking off the Director's smooth egg-like face.After a full twenty minutes, the content of the voice recorder was finally finished.The director picked up the coffee cup, took a sip, and put it down."
Davarich, what do you think of the request for cooperation from London?
After all, you are the head of intelligence in the European region, and you know more about the people there, and I would like to listen to your professional advice as a reference. ”Obviously, this is a good leader, who does not jump to conclusions and respects his front-line supervisors.Aleksandar Kovic said: "As things stand, I agree to work with them. ”"I need a reason, otherwise it will be difficult for me to convince my superiors."
The chief took his coffee and stared intently at Aleksandar Kovich."
Because according to the information reported by Baron Harvey, there are currently six transport planes flying to our border, and then the planes are loaded with an estimated amount of more than thirty tons of gel explosives, which are colorless and odorless, can be mixed with any color to make something like plastic, and can be made into any shape according to the pouring mold, which is a great threat to safety, and if it is really transported to the North Caucasus, I am afraid that it will be obtained by some people with ulterior motives, and the situation in that area has been surging undercurrent, On the surface, it looks calm, but it's actually an area that we focus on, so I think it's very risky.One of the advantages of working with Baron Harvey is that they have been tracking the Quds and the Black Sun for a long time, and they have a lot of information on this incident and these two organizations that we desperately need. ”The director did not speak, but kept nodding.He suddenly stood up, returned to his desk, flipped a document from the table, then returned to the couch and handed it to Alexander kovich."
Look at this intelligence report."
Alexander Kovic took the document and began to flip through it quickly.While he was flipping through it, the director picked up his coffee and briefed him on the contents of the document."
This information was sent back from Africa 20 hours ago, and according to the description in the information, today, under the leadership of i17, in the desert of northern Somalia, their assault team carried out an infiltration raid, and there was a violent explosion there, and then, according to our sources in the Somali transitional government, i17 tracked down a weapons manufacturing factory of the Black Sun and the Quds Army, and determined that the location was there, but for some reason, the weapons factory suddenly exploded, and everything was razed to the ground.""
The report says that no one was injured?"
Aleksandwich's gaze left the document and returned to Aleksandwich's face, "This is a little strange. ”"Well, that's right, maybe it's because there's no one there, or maybe the retreat has been completed, and the explosion is just to destroy the evidence.""
It seems that your judgment is correct, we do need to cooperate with Harvey, you know, the gel explosives in the hands of some people in the North Caucasus are indeed very bad for our security," said the director. ”Aleksandrovich suddenly felt a shock in his heart, the director had already had the answer in his heart, and the opinion he asked himself just now seemed to be showing respect for himself on the surface, but in fact testing his judgment.If he is against cooperation, I am afraid that the director will question his ability and professionalism in his work.It's dangerous!