D smiled and said, "Yes, it's Ullman." That's where it gets interesting. ”

I immediately understood the big secret that could be hidden in it. One source says that the leader of the 90 Project is codenamed Chameleon, while in another it says that the leader is Andres Jurgen Ullmann. It sounds like two people, but the chameleon is just a code name, it can be the code name of any person, and this Andres Jurgen Ullman is different, the name is already clearly referring to a person, a registered person. That is to say, there is no contradiction between the two titles, they can be the same person, and the chameleon is the code name of Andres Jurgen Ullmann. And now, the one who is still lying in the hospital with a fever and talking nonsense is registered as Ullman. I guess it's not a coincidence, maybe it's an omission, and Ullman is probably the former name of the current Walter Herzog. Then, following this logic, it is inevitable to come to a conclusion that the chameleon is Andres Jurgen Ullman is in the hospital, and this Ullman is Walter Herzog, omitting the useless ones in the middle, only taking the head and tail is the chameleon, which is Walter Herzog.

But what about the name Rostovsky? I looked at D and said, "If this guy is a chameleon, a spy who has been lurking in the Soviet Union for a long time, then there is something strange about me. ”

"What's weird?" D asked.

"Rostovsky, who is this man? According to Younis who took us in the United States, the renegade KGB Kudrya said that this man worked in the embassy. I guess this guy should be Russian, right? Unlike the United States, Russia is not a country of immigrants. And in this kind of department, it's hard for me to imagine a guy with that name. As far as I know, in such a sector, they rarely use even people of nationalities other than Russians in their own country. I repeated the name as I spoke, "Andres Jurgen Ullmann, not at all Soviet, but rather a German or Austrian name." ”

Hearing me say this, D looked down and thought about it, and after a moment he spoke, "It's a little strange indeed. In the Soviet Union, working in that kind of sector, regardless of nationality, could not be a foreigner or a foreigner. It is also impossible to have a fake background, which does not stand up to investigation and review. In other words, he should be Russian, not a German or Austrian who was recruited and trained by the CIA, and later somehow penetrated into the Soviet intelligence services, this kind of thing is impossible, it was not done at all. Although there were East and West German periods, it was unlikely that a single German would be allowed to work in such a place. ”

"And this Rostovsky is someone else?" I asked.

"It's hard to say." D shook his head, "Maybe Rostovsky is this man's real name." And Andres, Jurgen, Ullmann, and the Walter Herzog he now uses are just pseudonyms he uses in the West. ”

"It's possible. But if he was really a Soviet, or rather a Russian, so traitorous to death? Is this possible? I asked, puzzled.

After thinking about it, he couldn't figure it out, so he looked at me and said, "Maybe you can only ask him." The most we can do is find out who he is. ”

I nodded, looked at the lady and said, "Are there any other finds up there?" ”

"Not at the moment. Written on it is the list, the first people to participate in the program, and the preliminary work goals. With that, D took out his phone and walked to a row of shelves and dialed someone. The call took a long time, and just as he was calling, D's other companion seemed to have found a clue. The man took a few pieces of paper, jot down some information quickly, and then came to the chair where D was sitting.

D's phone call seemed to be coordinating with someone, and after about six or seven minutes of talking, he put away the phone and walked out from behind a row of shelves. His companion eagerly spoke in German and handed D the pieces of paper in his hand.

D took the pieces of paper and looked at them, the contents seemed to be very interesting to D, although they were only a few pieces of paper, but they were much more careful than the information just now.

"What did you say above?" I couldn't wait for him to tell me before I read it, so I asked.

D didn't take his eyes off the paper, but just looked at it and said, "There's a story in this." The Soviets captured a man who had been rebelled, and by a man codenamed Chameleon. In order to protect the chameleon, they tried to kill the man. ”

I looked at him and said, "Extinguish? ”

"Of course." D nodded, "A person who has been rebelled against himself is firm and firm. Most people can't hold on to their confessions, let alone those who do it. ”

"What does this man do? It's certainly not ordinary people who can make chameleons take risks, right? I asked.

"Not like your boss. It's a scientist who is said to specialize in researching things stolen from the Yankees. D smiled a little disdainfully at this and continued, "Actually, it's all the same, just vote for each other." ”

"And then? Is there anything valuable? It can't be that this captured person is not dead yet, and he is going to ask him, right? I asked.

"Dead. If he doesn't die, he will die a chameleon. After saying this, he exchanged the pieces of paper with his companion and explained a few words in German before turning to me and continuing: "There is an important information mentioned in it. This man was caught by the Soviets when the chameleon was in the United States. In order to ensure his safety, prepare to use the inside line to get rid of this guy who was caught. ”

"In the United States? That is, this person has been in contact with the USSR and the USA for a long time? I asked.

"So to speak." D nodded and said: "After all, it is impossible for a scientific researcher to go abroad often, he is not in the field, and the place of work should be in a laboratory or office with strict security and confidentiality measures in China." ”

"Who is it that can often go back and forth between two superpowers who have been in a state of intrigue and hostility for a long time?" I thought as I spoke, "I remember Eunice saying that it was not so easy for the Soviets to get to the United States in those days. ”

"So ... This man may really be the Rostovsky you are talking about, a government worker who worked for the Soviet Union. After speaking, D walked around the table and then said, "This is also a direction that can be investigated." Didn't your boss check this guy named Rostovsky? Or did he check it and couldn't find it at all? ”

Have a great weekend everyone!

(End of chapter)