Chapter 134: His Identity (17)

Two days later, we arrived at the port of Dover on the British side, where the D man was waiting for us. This man had a car, and after picking us up, he drove the car and introduced the guy we were looking for.

I noticed that they were very interesting, when I was in Austria or Germany, they all spoke German, but when we got to England, they started to speak English, especially the people who answered us, and the English was really British, which reminded me of the wizards in Colombia when they fought the guerrillas.

"Phil? Smalling. He worked at a newspaper in Liverpool, writing articles about Central and Eastern Europe and doing some translation work, and also traveled to several Eastern European countries, such as the Czech Republic, Poland, and especially Yugoslavia, where he worked for a while as a half-war correspondent. The man who answered us said as he drove the car: "According to the doctor, he has had a mental abnormality since he returned from Yugoslavia, which was not obvious at first, but has become more and more serious over the years. By now, he has been sometimes confused and sometimes sober. And the time of confusion is getting longer and longer. ”

D listened to this person's introduction and thought for a while, "What do you mean to be confused?" What does the performance look like? Daze or what? ”

"Not in a daze. It's a little crazy. It's like living in another world. "When I saw him, he was going crazy, as if he was scared, and he was talking nonsense, as if he were justifying, as if he were accusing. ”

What did he say? Can you hear that? D continued.

"I don't understand. He didn't speak English and was slurred and didn't know what he was talking about. The man shook his head and said, "When this man is sober, he is a different person, silent, tidying himself up, and everything is in order." I watched him change and change, and sometimes I wondered if he was possessed by the devil. ”

D nodded and looked at me and said, "What do you think?" ”

I looked at D and said, "Could he be speaking Russian?" ”

"Possibly." D nodded, "And I suspect he was provoked by the last Yugoslav civil war." I saw something that he couldn't accept. ”

"You're saying he's driven insane?" I shook my head in disbelief and said, "It shouldn't be, right?" He's a KGB, what can drive him crazy? If he had gone crazy so easily, he wouldn't have made it to England alive. ”

"Who knows? Maybe he's going crazy a long time ago. In fact, there are specific tasks in this industry, especially this kind of lurker has huge psychological pressure, and you won't want to go back at all after you are liberated that day, and you won't even think about it. D said and looked at the guy who was driving, "How is this person's family situation?" Single or have a family? ”

"He's single. I have had a few girlfriends, but none of them lasted long. It is said that during the Yugoslav civil war, a Yugoslav woman was found during an interview there, but to no avail. The exact circumstances are also unknown. The man slowed down as he spoke, and quickly took something out of the co-pilot's glove compartment and handed it to D, "This man has two siblings, a sister who is three years younger than him, and a brother who is much younger than him, a full ten years younger. This is their general information, you can check it out. ”

D took the information and opened it and looked at it: "This brother of his, who was also a soldier?" Wasn't he implicated? ”

"Nope. His brother was still in Afghanistan when he defected. There was nothing to do with each other, and after the withdrawal of the army, they didn't seem to have met. The same is true for him and his sister, who had been out of touch for a long time before they defected. The man said.

"Huh. It seems that this guy did it on purpose. He knew that one day he would implicate his relatives because of his actions, so he cut off contact early in the morning. D said and looked at me: "This is the life he lives, he can't go back to his home, and he can't recognize his relatives." ”

"Then why did he apostatize?" I asked, puzzled.

"Then you'll have to ask him." D said and continued to look at the information: "His brother's name is Igor? Zhirkov. He has been sent to Afghanistan since 1982. ”

"Yes. However, it doesn't seem to have been involved in any fierce battles, and there were a few transfers along the way, but each time it was transferred further and later. The man smiled disdainfully as he replied, and that expression was completely telling others that this was completely deliberately arranged by someone to keep this Igor from being in danger.

"You think it's Phil? Smalling's deliberate arrangement? So that his brother could survive safely? D asked.

"Yes. I guess that's it. How else could it be? But he got there. His younger brother returned to Russia alive and returned before he defected. The man said.

"And what about this sister of his? Now in Poland? It seems that life is not bad? D continued to flip through the information, "Now it's called Chebkina?" Vistula. Do you have your husband's surname? ”

"Yes. Married to a Pole. The man nodded.

D nodded and looked at me and said, "How's it going?" Have you figured out how to deal with him? ”

I glanced at him, and after making sure he wasn't joking, I sighed and said, "I don't know. But I'd like to hear what exactly he's talking about when he's talking nonsense. ”

Hearing me say this, D looked at the guy who was driving and said, "Can we see him?" ”

"Yes." The person who answered us nodded, "It's not strictly controlled there, it's just an ordinary hospital." He walks around the hospital every day. They had special time to let him out, and of course if he started to go crazy, he would be locked up in his own room. I told the doctor that I had been commissioned by two of his relatives to visit him. ”

"Did he have a pattern when he got sick?" D continued to ask.

"Regularity? It doesn't seem to be. It's just that often after dinner, after the sun sets, there will be some abnormalities. The man replied.

"Okay. Then ... D turned his head to look at me and said, "Let's see how he's doing." If he's sober, try to take him away, and if he's insane, do as you say, see what he's saying. ”

I nodded, "I think he was mostly speaking Russian, and probably talking about something that frightened him, the past." ”

"Let's wait until we get to the place." D said and raised the document in his hand, "Do you want to read it directly for yourself, or will I help you translate it and then read it?" ”

I glanced at him and took the thing in D's hand, opened it and looked at it, "It's all written in English." It looks like it's struggling, but I still know what I'm talking about. ”

"That's good. Look at these things carefully. It can be very useful when you interrogate him. D smiled.