Heinckes was tempted, and D's words were obviously very tempting to him. His eyes flickered, and he no longer looked as determined as before. At the same time, their conversation also aroused my great curiosity, because they are not only familiar with each other, but they should not be ordinary acquaintances, and they feel like comrades-in-arms from the same training period, and they should have had an unusual relationship before. But what makes me even more strange is that they seem to have left home, and at a very young age. D's lies just now, were they all abducted?

"Give yourself a chance." D looked directly at Heinkx and said, "I don't want to ask about the dunes, I just want to know about the old man at Berlin Station." Is it hard? Does it also make you feel guilty and conflict with your principles? ”

Heinkx stared at D as he listened, and the two of them just stared straight at each other, neither of them taking a step back. After about half a minute like this, Heinkx slowly raised his hand and stretched out to D, "What about the evidence?" Even if you make up a story, you have to be like that, right? ”

"You're from Hungary. It's not from Austria that the old people say. Although Austria-Hungary was once an empire, in fact the difference was quite large. D said and shook his head, "It's a pity that I couldn't bring the information I collected. If you're interested, I'll have someone send it. You know, I was going to kill you. So... ”

Heinckx heard D say this, and cracked his mouth and smiled, "Walter Herzog."

"What?" D said what he said, but apparently he heard clearly, because he immediately picked up the pen and the car manual.

"The man's name. I don't guarantee that he will be born with this name, but now, he has called him this name since I knew him, do you want me to repeat it? Heinkx asked.

"Nope." D shook his head, quickly took out the phone after quickly recording something, this time he didn't send a text message, but directly dialed a number, and immediately after the other party answered, he said: "Send the information I collected from Hungary to Zurich immediately, I want it soon, hurry." ”

After making the call, D looked at Heinx and said, "Tomorrow... Tomorrow you'll be able to see what I've gathered. At that time, you don't need to say that you will know that you didn't make up a story before, and you didn't lie to anyone. ”

"I will. You don't have to tell me. Heinkx said.

"Good. So when did you know the name? When I first heard it. D continued to ask.

"Three or four years ago. To be exact, it should have been three years ago. You know, we serve NATO. So I was sent to Berlin three or four years ago, and it was there that I first met him. Heynckes said.

Three years ago? What was I doing three years ago? No... It's the old guys, what are they doing? Maybe the old guy is still catching thieves in Iraq, right? And we seem to be still in Chechnya being chased by the Russians all over the mountains...

"Your purpose is to follow the strong, unite the strong, and serve the strong. I know that. D nodded and said anxiously, "Then what is the identity of this person at Berlin Station?" ”

Hearing this, I immediately put an end to my thoughts, looking at Heinkx and waiting for his answer. Heinkx smiled and said, "I can't think of it. . . Especially you guys. He looked at me as he spoke, "Seventeen rounds don't know anything about your opponent?" ”

"This one does." I said and glanced at D, and although it was embarrassing to say that, or say it from my opponent's mouth, it was actually so.

"Deputy stationmaster. As far as I know, he was one of the deputy station directors of the Berlin station. Fortunately, Heinkx didn't get entangled, and immediately after I admitted it, he continued.

"The deputy stationmaster of the Berlin station? What is the main responsibility? Or what do you do to assist him? D continued to ask

"Is that still a question? Why am I here? Heynckes said and looked at me, "To contain that big guy to the east." ”

"Russia?" I immediately spoke.

Heynckes smiled and said, "Yes." Russia, of course. However, I can tell you that you are not far away. Hehe. ”

I wasn't surprised at all to hear Heynckes personally confirm that this old guy was specifically responsible for dealing with Russia, as if everything was going to be right, but it was his latter sentence that surprised me very much. Naturally, this guy doesn't think I'm a Kazakh Alek, he must know where I'm from, and he's telling me that NATO's next thing to deal with is my country.

"Walter Herzog, what did he do before? Do you have an understanding? D said and thought for a moment and then said, "What hearsay cannot be believed, or what I got from official sources." ”

"I've already said it, official or official. He is the deputy station manager, specializing in Europe, Russia-related affairs. As for hearsay, there are more of them. The most heard is that this man has been lurking in Russia for a long time, since the Soviet era. However, there is no basis for these claims, they are just some people saying them in private. Heinkx said.

"Long-term incubation ... Do you know how many there are? It has always been on the territory of Russia, and it is also a Russian institution abroad. Like what.. Embassy? D said and looked at me. He was deliberately drawing on the information I had provided to see if Heinkx knew anything.

"This... I don't know. Heynckes seemed to think for a moment and said, "This gentleman is a very cautious man, he speaks very measuredly, he is not taciturn, but he never says anything. He had never mentioned his past work experience in the past three years, at least in front of me. ”

"And what is his status in Berlin? I don't just mean titles, it's the rights, the status in them. The attitude of others towards him. D asked.

When Heynckes heard this question, he seemed to think that this question was not so easy to answer. After being stunned for a moment, he shook his head slightly and said, "The status and power are not low." Because he seems to have some privileges, but not many people know him, and he always gives me the feeling of a typist, just the kind of person who quietly comes to work with a bag, and no one will notice him when he stands in the elevator, and even if he does, he won't even look at him more. Then, when I got to work, I sat down at my small desk and started a day of boring but non-stop work. I don't have time to talk to people, and all I can hear is the sound of a typewriter. ”

"You mean, not many people know who he really is in Berlin? And his performance is very mediocre, completely unable to attract attention at the same time, but at the same time very dedicated? D asked.

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(End of chapter)