Coleman drove to the next intersection and turned indoors, and after about half an hour, the road became narrower and narrower, and then he found a parking space where he could park, and he told us that from here we would have to switch to public transport, otherwise we would have to wait for the road we had to take when we continued to walk into the city, and it would take time to find a place to park.

We each got out of the car, and Coleman showed us around, "According to the previous surveillance, Vastich is coming in this direction. I don't know exactly how to get there. Because I didn't let them follow too closely, I just let them remember the direction from a distance, and then let the next person go to the general path to wait or look for it in advance. My people are not professionals after all, and I'm worried about them being discovered. ”

"Huh. You're finally looking professional. Semolov smiled.

Coleman glanced at him and said, "I read the briefing when I got this assignment. I know I'm dealing with an experienced character, so I'm naturally very careful. And I have to stress again that it's not a question of whether I'm professional or not. There's not much to use here in the east, and I'm more of a wastelander, and you want a wasteland developer to provide you with an office building with everything, and still in a short period of time, do you think it's possible? I think it's completely impossible. “

Semolov waved his hand and said, "Okay." I'll admit it's not a good errand. It's bad for you, and it's even worse for us. ”

"It's useless to talk about that now. We're all here, and it's all about getting out of here as soon as possible. I said and looked at the road ahead, "Where are we going?" ”

"Don't go. It's still some distance from where we're going, and we're taking the light rail tram. Coleman said, pointing to the two railroad tracks on the road.

About five minutes later we got on the light rail, and after about ten minutes of riding, Coleman took us off the bus. Then he pointed to a tall old building and said, "There it is." “

"It's such a great place. It would be nice if I could live here sometime. Semolov said.

Coleman looked at Semolov and smiled, "Then you can apply to be transferred to work with me, there are many garden cities like this in Europe." It just so happens that I'm short of manpower here. ”

While the two guys were chatting, I noticed a guy across the street, and I noticed him because I thought he was familiar. I immediately became nervous because it's not a good thing to see someone here who feels familiar.

I looked quickly to the left and right and then I whispered, "Look across the street, eleven o'clock, across the street." The guy in a leather jacket on the side of the road, is this person the one in the photo? Let's keep walking, don't stop. ”

When Semolov and Coleman heard me say this, they immediately stopped their discussion, and each walked away and pretended to glance casually at the other side.

"Eleven o'clock? It seemed to be one of the four people in the photo Coleman provided who often followed the guy in and out. Semolov looked away and whispered.

"Yes. That's right. This one should be in charge of driving. Coleman said.

"Really? So our target is close by? I said.

"Could it be in the shop behind this man?" "There's one more standing in the doorway, one of the four people in the picture. ”

I glanced at the front of the store behind the first guy, and sure enough, there was another person standing on the right side of the front of the store, and this person was indeed one of the people in the photo.

I looked up at the sign of the shop, which was indecipherable by German, and could only be vaguely seen from the window that it was a food shop.

"The target is buying food?" I asked.

Coleman retracted his gaze, "It's a bakery. There's one in front

Station, let's go there and take a look. “

We soon came to the station, we stopped, there were quite a few people standing in the station, we mixed in the crowd and looked across the street. Because of our move, the bakery has changed from 11 o'clock to 2 o'clock.

As we looked there, the door of the bakery was opened from the inside, and out came a man who was probably one of the four guards, who opened the door and came out, apparently looking at the two people outside the door, and after seeing that both of them were in position, he pushed the door open and walked out, and then out of him came a man wearing a hat and an overcoat with a scarf around his neck.

This man is undoubtedly our target, Vastic. He carried a few paper bags in his hand, and after he came out, the last of his four personal bodyguards walked out after him. Vastich appeared to be in a good mood and came out and threw a paper bag to the guy who was standing on the side of the road and was pointed out by Coleman as the driver.

The guy took the paper bag and opened it, smiled and took out a loaf of bread from it and ate it, and then Vastic was surrounded by four people in the middle and continued to walk in the direction of the city center.

"Where are they going? Going to the show right away? I asked.

"It should be." Coleman nodded, "If it's for a walk, the area he lives in is more suitable than the city center, and it's much more suitable." ”

"Let's go over and have a look." Semolov said.

So the three of us walked out of the station and continued along our side of the road towards the city center. After about five or six minutes of walking, Vastich entered an old building with a wide entrance. He ate three mouthfuls of bread in his hand in front of the gate, and divided the rest among the four men beside him.

"Where is that?" Semolov asked.

Coleman glanced at the building and said, "This is the opera house." Looks like he did come here to see the show. ”

As we spoke, he and four of his bodyguards entered the opera house after eating the food. We walked through the narrow street and followed us to the front of the opera house, where people kept coming. I slowly walked to the door and looked inside, and it was a hall, which felt like a movie theater vestibule, and I whispered to Coleman next to me, "Isn't there a ticket check here?" ”

"Of course. But it's on the inside. Shall we go in and have a look?" Coleman asked.

Without waiting for me to answer, Semolov said, "Don't go in. That guy is no ordinary person. It's easy for him to notice when he goes in. ”

Semolov's words reminded me of the old fellow Younis, who was extremely good at it, as if he could see through the hearts of those who wanted to capture him. I nodded, "So let's go around the circle?" How long will the show last? ”

"I'll just go and ask." Coleman said as he walked over to a woman not far from us who was about to enter.