WebNovelAGENT 0048.35%

44

We are. '

| He turned around and spoke to the guards in Arabic and Hebrew. Asked to bring medical instruments, then let him be alone. The long line between the two wanted to know if he needed help. | 'Is it for recording? No need, I can. There is no way for the prisoner to escape. Go, do what I say. ' Not threatening in a hard tone, Colonel Corbett said in a cold voice, cold eyes too. It worked like magic, and the two of them jumped out of the room to follow the instructions. Shortly afterward, they rushed with a medical trolley. | The colonel waved them off. He leaned against a wall. Rana noticed for the first time that there was a row of switches on either side of the wall. The colonel switched off a few times, returned to the trolley, and picked up a hypodermic syringe.

Working, talking to him, though not looking at the runner. We have switched off, so no one will be able to hear us. One of them is at least messed-up bad news. Some of them have also been included in my team. Only two people can be trusted as members of military intelligence, but there may be situations where even they may not be able to obey my instructions. You should know, Rana, that there is nothing harmful in this injection - assuming distilled water is not harmful. This was the only way for me to be alone with Taema. ' | "I don't understand what you're saying." Rana felt after saying; He is whispering. He reminded himself, he has to be careful. The reputation or notoriety of Goret cannot be trusted.

'Revealing the unspoken truth, Masood Rana picked up the series and Colonel Corbett picked up a bottle of medicine from the trolley. He inserted the needle into the dew and filled the syringe, dropping some medicine on the floor to get the air out. "I'm telling you how I escaped with Parker. Sorry, I'm talking about Mumtaz. I can keep secret the fact that Shagari Bejaf alias Dhal alias Shamim Hasan is a member of Foot Cake. I do it to hide myself and Kadish. '

Kadish? ' Rana asked, the colonel holding the runner by to give the injection. | 'My colleague, Ella Kadish. Not only do I keep her love and intrigue a secret, but I also warn the four girls before I can catch her. Mumtaz didn't do the job, though

The mistake that can easily get your claim denied is to fail. Colonel Corbett with a needle in his arm, Rana did not notice anything. "If someone covers up, they'll think you're intoxicated. It's better if you tilt your head back and close your eyes." | "What I understand from Taema's words," said Rana, "is your throat. You, an officer of the military intelligence working inside the Mossad, play the flute for the girls." Defeat, he thought, I fell into the trap with my feet!

Colonel Corbett lifted his lips to Kunke Rana's ears, pretending and arranging comfort. Yes, I had no choice but to play the flute. Believe me, Rana, Mesa, I play mine just seconds before he plays his own flute. And now? Beihai is going, and for a long time. I can't stop. On the one hand, a team from Mesad is cleaning the foot cake agents - the team is not really one, but two. On the other hand, I guess that tonight is bringing a piece of news with an honorable visitor খবর the news is that Shagari Baja has escaped, escaped with my friend and colleague Ella Kadish.

So? 'Rana wants to hear, refuses to comment. In the meantime, he has become much more advanced.

Ella Kadish took a leave of absence two weeks ago and has not returned since the end of the holiday. An intelligent officer of Mesad is in charge of resolving the case. He has already matched two and two. All this means that this time I will also be attacked. In other words, as promised, I will jump if the situation is strange ... '

Who did you talk to? "

To my darling Mumtaz. To his case officer Zaheer Abbas. And to your boss Rahat Khan.

"You mean, like, saltines and their ilk, eh? You've been out of the party for five years now."

That's right. '

'You hope I believe all this? You are an officer of the Israeli military intelligence, half the blood of your body is that of a Jew, half that of a Christian. You are a citizen of Israel. Impossible, this cannot be believed. It doesn't match in any way. '

| Forget it, my mother converted to Islam. Forgetting more, I had to move to Israel with my Jewish father because of the law. Of course, indeed, Tayma is not supposed to know that I am the mother rather than the father