The person who can make the old guy anxious to recruit me back must be someone close to me, who is out there and meets this condition? That's only Zhao Yi. Previously it was said that he ran from France to Italy and hid with the help of Milk, but now he has escaped the limelight and run back to Ukraine? If that's the case ... Then when I go back, I guess I'll start investigating Zhao Yi's attack and Nicky's death, right?

No! I think the investigation has been going on all along, Zhao Yi's return should not have just come back, but should have been a few days, the general situation of the old guys should know about it, and after I go back, I guess I will discuss how to retaliate. Are you going to France? Can I go to that place? It's so hard to go to France further west in Austria, is it to take revenge or to send people to death?

We drove into Poland after two days of driving, and after arriving in Poland we quickly changed cars and after driving to a city called Szczecin, we transferred to a plane. Although the feeling of sitting on the plane is not as good, but fortunately, the time is short, and to be honest, it feels completely wrong when the car is sitting for a long time.

The plane flew directly to Kyiv, where we did not make many stops, but transferred to the east and returned to Mariupol. When I saw the old guy Eunice again, the old guy looked unusually proud. He took Ivan and Semolov to stand in front of the gate of the headquarters of the 17th Innings and waited for Coleman and me, gave me a big hug when he saw me, and kissed Coleman and me on the face.

"Welcome back! Ha ha! The old guy said with a smile.

I wiped his cheek, looked around, and said, "Who's back?" ”

"Who?" The old fellow didn't seem to react for a moment, but after a moment he spoke, "Let's not talk about this yet." Let's go, let's go in first. Let's go inside. ”

After entering the office building, the old guy led us to a place that had been converted into a reception room. Here he poured a glass of wine for each of us, Lao Maozi is like this, we meet to pour tea, they meet to pour wine. This is especially true when everyone is familiar with it and the weather is colder.

After two toasts, Younis looked at me and Coleman, "How's it going?" What was the expression on that guy's face when he died? Panicked and scared? “

Hearing him say that, I smiled and said, "No." And on the contrary, the guy was very calm. It's as if he's ready for it. “

Hearing what I said, Younis nodded and said, "That's good." That's what makes an opponent. Although I always wanted his life, I didn't want to see him... All right. Don't talk about that. The old man smiled, looked at me, and said, "Come with me to my office." With that, he looked at Coleman, "Let's have a good rest here." Soon someone will take you to the airport and you will have to go back to Russia. Ivan, Semolov, you guys have more drinks with him. ”

I looked at Coleman when I heard the old guy say that, and I hugged him again, "Huh. Good luck. I said.

"Good luck my friend too. Hopefully we'll have a chance to meet again in the future. ”

Meet? I think there may not be a chance, and it's better not to have a chance. Because if you meet, it seems to me that there are generally only two situations, one is a mission, and the other is a mission in which Coleman participates. Judging from the place where Coleman now appeared, it would have been a German-speaking place if he had been involved, and such a task would have been dangerous, since there was now no effective organization and strength in the Seventeenth Bureau, even to the east. And I often feel that this kind of secret coming-and-going is more dangerous than on the real battlefield. I don't want to do that anymore, at least I'd rather go to the battlefield and do simple battles with a clear relationship between friend and foe than fighting on the battlefield.

What about the second? The second scenario I can think of is that Coleman has defected, and then we're going to deal with him like we did with Vastic. That's not what I want to see. So I don't think we'll ever have the chance to meet again.

I followed the old guy to his office, and after sitting down he took out a large cigar and handed it to me, "Got one?" Got it from Cuba. ”

I've never said much about smoking. But after smoking the cigar, I felt ... Still smelling

Feel better when you feel better. But since I'm smoking, I'm going to have to continue, maybe I'm just not used to it?

"Who's back?" I asked again.

"It's not just Zhao Yi, but also Said." The old guy said and took a puff on his cigar.

"Zhao Yi, how is he? Where are you now? I asked with concern.

"Now he's fine. Rest assured, the limbs are sound and the consciousness is clear, and the mind is still agile. The old guy said and smiled, "He's with Paul now, at Paul's new training base. By the way, he also gathered some of your hometown people and asked Paul to train them. ”

"He wants to use these people to avenge Nikki?" I asked curiously.

"Who knows? Maybe, but I don't think so. I think it's more realistic for his people to keep Nicky's career going. The old guy said as he opened his drawer and took out some pictures and handed them to me, "These are pictures of some people you know." I think you're interested in taking a look. ”

I picked up these photos and looked at them, and the person on them was Pablo? Balcas. The first thing I recognized was the black man standing not far behind Balcas, the one-eyed Códobá, and in front of Balcas stood a person, who was white, and I felt less like a native white in Colombia than a European. And behind Balcas and the guy, I saw a familiar figure. The figure is a bit blurry in this photo, probably because of the aperture setting of the photographer, but I still recognize this person as Karl, the same liaison officer I had with Bakars in Colombia against the guerrillas.

I quickly flipped through the other photos, and most of the photos below were taken of Balcas and the man next to him, from the beginning to the end of the meeting, shaking hands, and in the last one, I saw the man coming to Carl's side as if they were leaving together.

"Where was this filmed? Colombia? I asked, looking at the old fellow.

"Yes. The guerrillas filmed. Hehe. Did you find anything? Younis asked.

I put the picture on the table," Balcas defected to the Yankees. Obvious. “

"What, do you know the man he met?" Younis asked, somewhat surprised.

"Nope. But I know the old guy standing behind them. I replied.