Chapter 21: Don't Worry, Mr. (II)

Rebic looked at me, "I'm an Orthodox Christian, my family is all of them, so am I." But I'm a devout Catholic now. β€œ

"Huh. I was right. He had become a heretic. Lukovic, who woke up at some point, said on the side.

"That's right! So what? Rebic looked at Lukovic indifferently, "My girlfriend, or fiancΓ©e, is also Croatian, but she died in the civil war, and for this I also picked up a gun and fought the Serbs in the civil war." I used to feel like a Croatian already, I had lost touch with the East for a long time, my friends were Croats, my future relatives were also Croats, I had the same religion and the same accent as them. I've forgotten that I'm still Russian, hehe. β€œ

I glanced at Rebic, and I finally knew why he was in a hurry to get out of here. The collapse of the Soviet Union cost him his future and dreams, and the civil war in Yugoslavia cost him his wife and even more. You know, the Croatians and Serbs have been fighting for several years. The long civil war may not only have cost him his wife, but many of his friends who he said before probably died in the conflict of the civil war.

I looked at Rebich and didn't know what to say. In my opinion, this guy is even worse than the old guy Eunice. Although Younis was betrayed and abandoned, Rebic was a lot more than the old guy compared to what he lost, and much more.

"Alright." Rebic looked at it, waved his hand, and smiled bitterly, "My hard days are over." I am about to return to the arms of my motherland. ”

"Do you still have relatives in Russia?" I asked.

"Of course! Of course. I have older siblings and an older mother. But I haven't been in touch with them in years. Hehe. They must have thought I was dying somewhere. Rebic said.

"Never contacted?" I asked in surprise.

Rebic nodded, "No." Never. It's the kind that doesn't hear from you. β€œ

"Did you have a term of work here at that time? You're a real spy. I said.

Rebic looked at me and smiled, "Did you just find out?" Did you disappoint? A person who is not good-looking, and his latent identity is a middle school teacher, teaching physics in an ordinary middle school. Rather than stealing intelligence in some important government agency. It's not a tall and handsome ruthless killer. β€œ

"Of course not. That's why I said you're the real spy. I said.

"Huh. Everyone has a different division of labor. Important departments are not so easy to sneak into, and the more important the place, the harder it is to get in. The easier method is also the most common, to use the people in important departments for their own use by means of bribery, framing, framing, and finally rebellion. I'm just using it to get in touch with these people, to help or respond, and to pass on information. Of course, I can also inquire about the news, for example, in that small town, you want to find someone or know something unknown, I can be sure that I can inquire about it. As for the deadlines, of course there were at that time. Originally, I wouldn't have become a physics teacher, but... It's useless to say that now. When you're the only one left in the group, deadlines or other agreements become worthless shit. Rebic whispered slowly.

"You've been here for so long. It's going to be a local snake, right? I whispered.

Rebic shrugged, "I'm a law-abiding middle school classroom. The name of the serpent ... One point doesn't work for me. ”

"Huh. You're hiding deeply, and you're much more harmful than some so-called head snakes. I said.

"Whatever! Anyway, my mission is done. Rebic said lightly.

"So what are you going to do when you go back? Honorably retired home? I asked.

"I don't know. It is estimated that it will and

I'll talk about it, and then give me a job like retirement that doesn't have any pressure. That's pretty good, too. It would be nice to have more beautiful unmarried female colleagues in that department. Hehe, as long as there are these, they can send me wherever they want. Ha ha. Rebic said with a look that a man understands.

The car stopped after three hours of driving and resumed on the road after a short break for lunch. Soon after I got on the road again, I noticed that Berezov, who had been lying unresponsive, moved, then turned his head and opened his eyes to look at us.

"See. Let me reassure you. He woke up. Rebic said that, but I saw that he also had a long sigh of relief. It seems that the pill is not as reassuring as he says.

Berezov appeared to be very unresponsive, and after looking around, he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Water." I'm going to drink water. β€œ

Rebic immediately took out a kettle he had with him and handed it to me: "Give him a drink, drink more." This will help him recover as quickly as possible. ”

After pouring Berezov with a few mouthfuls of water, Berezov looked at me and then at the others, "Where am I?" Did I really escape? ”

"Yes. But I think it's more appropriate for you to faint. Do you remember what happened? Rebic looked at Berezov and said.

Berezov thought about it and knew that he was not impressed at all, and after a moment he looked at Rebich and said, "Who are you?" ”

"He's Rebic. Pick up the people who are here to plan your rescue. You can reassure him, sir. I said.

Berezov didn't seem to recognize the nickname at all, and he looked at me and then at Rebich with a questioning expression, "I remember, I took a pill." Did you give it to me? β€œ

"Not bad. How else are we going to get you out? β€œ

"God... If I had to do it again, I would never have eaten that... Berezov said with a look of fear.

"Uhh

I looked at the embarrassed Rebich and smiled at Berezov: "Why? What does that feel like? β€œ

"Sense. . . Feel? That's beyond the realm of feelings. I don't think it's a matter of feeling anymore, because I remember that I quickly lost my feelings... β€œ

"If you don't feel it, then you just don't feel pain?" Rebic asked curiously.

Berezov glanced at Rebich, "Have you ever tried that thing... I'd love to know, have you experienced it for yourself? ”

"Yes... Of course I tried... Rebic thought for a moment.

"What the hell do you feel?" I asked.

Berezov glanced at me, "The feeling that death is near... It's horrible... You wouldn't want to know ... It's horrible... ”

I looked at Rebic, "Are you sure you tried?" Did you feel that way at the time? β€œ

"Of course I tried. ,But the measurement is much smaller than yours.。。。 Maybe it's less than a quarter of you... β€œ

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