Chapter 121: His Identity (4)

"So to speak." Heynckes nodded, "But it's not just about dedication, he seems to be very interested in Russia, and a series of jobs are very targeted." He looked at me as he spoke, "Seventeen, for example." He knew it at the beginning of the seventeenth round. And when you bring out the guy named Eunice, he quickly finds out who he really is, Alexandrovich, right? Younis is just a pseudonym for him in Iraq. ”

"Alexandrovich?" d Hearing the name, he glanced at me as if to confirm it to me.

I nodded at him and didn't speak. Heynckes' words are convincing me more and more that our goal is not wrong, even if this old man is not a chameleon, then he is a very large fish, a big shark that poses a great threat to the Seventeenth Game and even to the whole of Russia. You know, Eunice's name is not known even in the seventeenth inning, and according to what Heinkes said, this old guy named Walter Herzog actually knew his true identity after Younis returned to Ukraine and entered the seventeenth inning, what does this mean?

I looked at D and said, "Can I ask him a question?" ”

d quickly finished writing things and looked at me and said, "What do you want to ask?" ”

"I wonder how that man knew Eunice's identity. Is it intelligence provided by someone inside Russia, or does this person already know and even see, know Younis? I asked.

D nodded, apparently interested in the questions as well, so he quickly repeated them to Heynckes. Heincks looked at me and then at him and said, "As far as I can see, he understands it himself." Although I have no evidence to prove it, it is just a feeling and a judgment. But when he talks about those people and things in Russia, it doesn't look like hearsay or listening to other people's reports or anything, but like what he sees and understands. ”

"Okay." D nodded helplessly, "I want to ask you another question, in what information have you seen the code name chameleon?" Or a man named Rostovsky, who used to work at the Soviet embassy in the United States. ”

"This..." Heynckes frowned, "What you're talking about seems to be about to become a historical archive, right?" The USSR, long gone. ”

"Of course I do. I mean, you must have a lot of NATO intelligence in your hands, which is NATO's own records and reports. Have you never seen a name or code like this? D continued to ask.

Heynckes seemed to recall quickly, then he looked at D and said, "No." Not at all. I'm not going to go through the old stuff because it doesn't help me with what I'm doing so far. ”

"Okay." Hearing him say this, D sighed and said, "I know that your main task is to deal with us rebels. So is there something that comes with the reward for helping this person? Deal with those who have defected from the dunes? ”

"Huh. You're right this time. Heynckes smiled, "We've made an agreement on that. Those of you who are not in control are actually a great threat to many people. Even if I'm done, this will continue after that, and it will start to be implemented soon. ”

"Who's in charge? Walter Herzog? D asked.

"What do you think?" Heynckes looked a little distrauded, "Tell you the truth, he'll be one of them." After seventeen rounds, I'll shoot you. He looked at me as he spoke, "Speaking of which, Mr. Herzog has always had a high opinion of the seventeenth innings. This time he did not hesitate to take people directly into the operation, and perhaps in his opinion, no one would be an opponent for Alexandrovich, except for himself. ”

"Can you help me find information?" After D, when he saw that Heinx wanted to refuse, he immediately said, "I know that there will actually be a hand in the dunes." This is the way of self-preservation, so when serving the so-called strong, some of the privacy of the strong will also be kept as their own in case of emergency. As the best of this generation, there's no way you're not going to let me know some of the interesting stuff, right? ”

D's words were obviously not nonsense, so Heinx neither defended nor denied it, but just fell silent, as if very hesitant.

"Don't worry, you can be selective. You know what I want, and you yourself said you had no interest in the archives at all. I'm only interested in this one, this guy named Walter Herzog, to help me find out who worked at the embassy in the United States during the Soviet era, a man named Rostovsky, codenamed Chameleon Lurkers. Isn't that a violation of your principles? And in exchange, you can read what I gave you first, and then arrange for your people to give me the information. D said.

Heynckes' resistance to the so-called materials was obviously much lower than that of any other principle, or integrity. He nodded his head immediately after hearing D's statement and said, "Nice proposal." If you give me something that satisfies me, I will also tell you everything I know about Mr. Herzog. ”

"Deal." D said as he stretched out his right hand, clasping it tightly with Heynckes' hardly raised right hand.

After the negotiation was settled, D did not ask anything further. He led me out of the room and told the man who looked like an MSL immigrant to take care of him with all his might, to save his life, and to keep him conscious.

After saying this, D led me straight out of the place, "Let's go out for a walk. Just buy something to eat. As he walked to the door, he looked at the guy who had opened the door for us, "Give him a gun." ”

The man looked at me, then pulled a handful of Glock from himself and handed it to me. I took the pistol, immediately checked the magazine, it was full, and after withdrawing the bullet from the chamber, I loaded and pulled the trigger, and after making sure everything was okay, I reloaded the magazine and put the pistol in my pocket.

"You're careful." D looked at my movements and smiled.

"If we're not careful, we won't see each other." I said.

D nodded, raised his feet and walked out. After returning to the street, he said as he walked, "Do you know why I ask so many questions? Actually, there are some things that have nothing to do with what I'm trying to achieve. A lot of the questions are for you, even the materials. ”

"Huh. You want me to do things for you? I asked.

"Yes. Did you hear what Heynckes said? Someone is going to deal with us with some of them in Dune. And that old man is one of them, and he may be an important participant in the future. We had estimates of this before, so I wanted to kill Heynckes, and now I need you to help us, help you and me, and find a way to get rid of this old man together. ”

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