Chapter 1213

Qin Fei didn't know why Yushchenko warned himself, but he subconsciously retreated back behind the courtyard wall.

Just after returning to the courtyard wall, Qin Fei saw a situation that surprised him in a cold sweat - Abu Salam got off!

Yes, this guy hesitated for a few minutes on the choice of reversing and getting off, but he decided to get off!

He seemed a little angry, pointing his fingers and pointing his feet, chattering in a language that Qin Fei didn't understand, and walked towards Yushchenko's car.

Qin Fei didn't know what had happened. Looking at Abu Salam, he was obviously very angry.

He subconsciously touched the pistol under his down jacket and gently pushed the safety of the mp-443 pistol away.

In case of an accident, it is more than 50 meters from him to Abu Sahala. Qin Fei is still confident that he can hit the old fox at the first time to ensure Yushchenko's safety.

However, things seem to have changed unexpectedly.

Yushchenko sat in the driver's seat in the cab and said something to Abu Salam, who came angrily. Then he looked down as if he was looking for something.

A word came from Qin Fei's earphone.

"Now, install tracking."

Now Qin Fei understood.

He suddenly understood that Yushchenko deliberately led Abu Salam out of the car so that he could quietly install the tracker.

It's obviously risky.

No one knows if Abu Salam will smell Yushchenko's agents.

Of course, before Qin Fei and others came here, they had camouflaged in the base, and Yushchenko was the same. Now they are wearing common clothes of local people, some low tone down jackets, which are deliberately dirty with mud and water, and they don't know what they sprayed, which smells smelly.

On their heads, they are wearing round black wool hats common to local people, and on their lower bodies are jeans and large leather shoes.

As Abu Salam approached Yushchenko, it was clear that his tone and voice became more and more calm.

This surprised Qin Fei.

But I soon figured it out again.

He realized that when he and Mister first met Yushchenko, they made a quite childish mistake, that is, to scoff at Yushchenko's young white face.

As a professional spy, what I want is not the murderous momentum of special forces like Qin Fei, which is easy to show my edge, but to look like Yushchenko without threat.

Yushchenko gives the impression that he is just like a college student who has just come out of the campus. He has a strong bookish spirit. Because of this, his appearance anywhere will reduce a lot of dangers and avoid many unnecessary troubles.

This is why Qin Fei must make up, which can hide many appearance features.

It can be said that, as Qin Fei is now, it is not appropriate to be a high-level professional spy. A spy is the appearance feature that looks like an illusion and will not connect this person with his career at all.

Sure enough, Abu Salam walked three meters away from Yushchenko, and the people had become much more peaceful.

"Brother, what's going on?" he asked.

"I don't know." Yushchenko opened the door and got off innocently, then pointed to the car and said, "my car suddenly stalled here, and the engine couldn't start."

"Let me see!" Abu Salam rolled up his sleeves very defensively, went forward and directly opened the engine hood, and said, "I'm a repair shop. I think I can help you."

Yushchenko smiled to himself that he was betting on Abu Salam's point - he thought he was running a repair shop. He thought Yushchenko's car was not a problem, so instead of reversing slowly and risking the risk of traffic jam here, he might as well get out of the car and help the other party.

He is very confident in his repair technology. He has demolished hundreds of LADA cars. As long as he lifts the hood, he knows whether it can be repaired immediately.

The hood was lifted to cover Abu Salam's line of sight. Qin Fei took the opportunity to slip out from behind the courtyard wall where he was hiding, quickly approached Abu Salam's car, squatted at the rear of the car, quickly put the tracker up and gently pasted it under the chassis of the car.

TA——

With a slight sound, the magnetic device sucked the body.

Qin Fei grabbed the tracker and tried to feel it. No problem. It's very reliable.

After all this, Qin Fei immediately got up and returned to the bottom of the courtyard wall while Abu Salam was still buried in repairing the car.

"It's just that the battery line is loose, there's no big problem!" Abu Salam simply checked the engine and came to the conclusion that this small problem is not difficult for his car repair teacher. Although he is one of baskiev's contacts at the border, he is also a real repairman.

"Try again!"

He waved to Yushchenko with a sense of accomplishment, as if he had accomplished something great.

Yushchenko nodded, bowed and thanked. The man returned to the cab and turned the key.

Sure enough, the engine ignited immediately after the sharp motor sound.

Bang——

Close the hood.

Abu Salam coldly hummed a thick nasal sound from his nostrils and taught Yushchenko: "check your engine regularly in the future. I have a repair shop in this town. You can go to me to check it. I'll repair it for you free."

Yushchenko got out of the car and paid for Abu Salam. The latter looked disdainful and blocked the money back.

"You know you're a student, don't you? Tourists from other places?"

"Yes, I'm going to go to Ingush to see the tower." Yushchenko said with a happy look: "I didn't expect that the car broke down before I passed here."

"It's all right. Your car is OK. It's a little old. Let's go! Pay attention next time!" he said. He went straight back to his car and watched Yushchenko drive away the car in the middle of the road, then stepped on the accelerator and the car disappeared on the road outside the town.

"I said, don't be too impulsive."

A few minutes later, Yushchenko parked the car and came to Qin Fei's car.

"Let me drive. I know the road here."

Qin Fei can only move to the co pilot position. Now he can't fight for anything. After all, Yushchenko is telling the truth. He is an outsider here. Many things are really not as familiar as Yushchenko.

Yushchenko handed Qin Fei a 12 inch military portable.

"Open it, I have entered the tracking software, which can show his whereabouts."

Qin Fei opened his laptop and the screen lit up to show the topographic map. A red dot on it was moving.

"Look, our tracker is working."

"He seems to have gone in the direction of Ingushetia," Qin Fei said.

"Well, we believe he has contacts at the Ingushetia border, which is mostly mountainous. Now a lot of intelligence shows that baskiev has been operating near the border between Chechnya and Ingushetia, that is, near the north Caucasus mountains. He has broad public support there, and some diehards are still willing to follow him."

Yushchenko said while driving: "but our difficulty is also here. People in many small villages and towns along the border are willing to taste him as a free informant. That's why we couldn't track him in the past. Every time we approach him, we will be found and always slip away first."

"It seems like a good start now." Qin Fei pointed to the red dot on the computer and said, "at least there is a tracker. I know where he went. It's not difficult to find clues."

"Everything is unknown." Yushchenko shook his head with a bitter smile.