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Lighting the cigar, Aino took a deep breath. The smoke spit out under the winter night was unusually large, and just like that, she slowly returned to the Russian military headquarters.

The soldiers on duty at the gate immediately cheered up and saluted respectfully. Aino bowed slightly, and instead of entering the warm hall, she stumbled to the abandoned warehouse, and lifted a brick to reveal a huge password door.

Aino took a rusty iron key from his bosom and turned it gently.

The mechanical gears inside made a tooth-creaking sound, and the code door was made of steel, with a line in Russian in the corner and the date it was built.

November 25, 1912.

This turned out to be a century-old thing, in that year, the Soviet Union had not yet come to power, it was the age of the tsar.

But a hundred years later, when the brass key was inserted, the huge mechanical door was still doing its job, and Russian things were always known for their roughness and durability.

Aino pulled out a tactical flashlight from his bosom, and a bright pillar of light reflected it in a thin staircase, a stone staircase that stretched downward, covered in a thick layer of dust. Perhaps since the mysterious basement was built 100 years ago, there have been no visitors.

In fact, the Russian military headquarters building in the city of Sadavuk has also been newly built in recent years, and it was originally a dense birch forest. In the end, the Moscow government funded the renovation of the place. The chaotic and bustling city of Sadavuk, which needs strong supervision, is home to 1,000 heavily armed Russian troops.

"There really is this door..."There was a solemn look on Aino's face.

She was on guard and cautiously walked down. She was touching a distant fragment of history, perhaps the myth was true, and it was not some kind of feudal fabrication.

A few minutes later, Aino finally came to a steel gate. She opened the old-fashioned wheel lock as documented, the hinges inside activated, and she covered her nose with the dust.

Finally, she entered the place.

Aino felt his heart pounding, not even when he was in the field to meet the artillery fire.

Holding a tactical flashlight, she struck the light, and in front of her, a large portrait hung high in the middle of a white wall paint peeling off to a yellow-brown building.

It was Lenin, the great leader of the former Soviet Union, who stood awe-inspiring on the rostrum of Red Square and delivered a speech, his hands raised high, symbolizing the arrival of communism.

Aino was stunned for a long time and didn't come back to his senses.

This hidden basement was built 100 years ago, during the reign of the Romanov dynasty, whose royal family was secretly executed by the Red Army, and Lenin was the supreme leader.

If this basement had been built by the Tsar's men, then there should never have been a statue of Lenin here, it was their enemy.

It was a long time before Aino came to her senses, her azure pupils burning like a fire, and she smiled excitedly.

"Father, you are right, the person who left that note is a hero. ”

Aino walked quietly in the basement, observing every place, as if trying to remember someone.

The man had been here with a salary, burdened with the family's doubts and eyes, and worked hard to study some absurd plan.

In the corner, there was a rotten wooden bed, and on the table were several dusty cans of beef, vaguely showing that the date of manufacture was 100 years ago, and the ink marks were pasted. In addition to this, there are two empty bottles of vodka, as well as an old kettle.

The walls around here, with knives carved with dense and intricate formulas, seemed to see a madman sitting on the bed with his knees crossed in distress many years ago, constantly calculating something.

- When he was hungry, he opened a bottle of dry and unpalatable canned military beef, drank saliva when he was thirsty, wrapped his torn cotton jacket tightly when it was cold, and sipped vodka.

This ascetic life, God knows how many years it lasted.

In the archives of the Rolmann family, he 'mysteriously disappeared' because of his low status, and the matter was ignored by everyone, only to be recalled decades later by the current head of the Rolmann family, Aino's father, from an old notebook.

Now, Aino finally knew how the madman had died.

He was obsessed with research, and finally died of starvation in bed in ecstasy.

Unfortunately, this secret has been buried for decades, and his great discovery that shocked the world, along with the broken bed and two cans of beef, was sealed under the far birch forest.

It wasn't until decades later that it was accidentally broken by the arrival of a silver-haired woman.

Aino looked at the man's corpse with a solemn expression. She folded her index, middle, and ring fingers together and drew a cross on her chest.

Although she was not an Orthodox Christian, she felt it necessary to pay the highest respect to this unknown scholar.

With a flick, a golden ring she wore on her little finger flashed, and a large box-shaped cell phone appeared. It looked a bit like a big brother in the '90s, with a long antenna and handrails, and Aino pushed the lid open, with an old-fashioned wheel dial underneath.

It was only this kind of heavily reinforced radio that Aino dared to use it, and she wanted to make sure that the rest of the conversation would not be monitored by the Russian Federation.

With a string of ticks, the phone was connected.

It was a hoarse and thick middle-aged male voice, Aino seemed to hear the voice, and the shadow of his father's tall and majestic voice had already appeared in his mind - a strong chest that filled the custom suit of the Kopsnos, a sven and violent man, who could discuss politics with the Russian Emperor at the negotiating table, or rush into the battlefield with a wide-backed saber. That's the man known as the 'Siberian Bear', and he's a master of foundation building.

"Father, I found it. Aino's voice was solemn. She paused and said, "Maybe Apnov Octodye Romanov is not a crazy theologian.

"I think he was one of the most contributing scientists of the 19th century, but it is a pity that he buried his fruitful results under the birch forest and found them decades later. ”

On the other side of the phone, the bear-like man, the head of the Rollman family, was silent for a moment, as if digesting the astonishing fact, and he said, "What did you find over there?"

"A rotten bed, two rotten cans of beef, hundreds of formulas. and..."

Aino's azure pupils shone with a strange light, and her eyes were like ultraviolet rays, blocking through various objects, and finally saw something in the mezzanine under the bed.

The next thing she did proved was that she was actually a very rough person, and she flicked her fingers at the corpse she had just paid respect, and sharp ice crystals shot out like knives, cutting the corpse of the scientist Apnov in half.

With the dusty bed.

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