Chapter 48: The Unexpected (5)
Krzhakov clearly wanted to see a look of loss, worry and even fear on my face. But after a moment he looked a little disappointed. He shook his head and said, "Strictly speaking, you are not from the Seventeenth Bureau. These words don't seem to make much sense to you. As he spoke, he looked at me, "Actually, if you only judge you, you're doing a good job." It should be very good. So... I retract what I just said. β
I felt very satisfied when I saw Krzhakov's somewhat disappointed and even slightly lost look. Hehe, it is not ordinary to make an old spy, and an elite cultivated during the Soviet era, seem helpless... General coolness.
"Actually... In fact, the original situation of the seventeenth game was not very good. I sighed and said, "It seems so to me." β
"Huh." Krzhakov smiled and said approvingly: "That's why I say you're not from the seventeenth game, and if you are, it's hard to get such a thing out of your mouth, especially if you and I are not friendly." β
"This is a fact, Mr. Kerzhakov. I think you know more about these than I do. I said.
"That's true." Krzhakov said, "There are some things that are actually useless to talk to you. But since we had a fairly good conversation, I'll tell you a little bit of what I think. Seventeen innings have been motherless since Klinger's death. Klinger was the real backer of the seventeenth inning. After that, the others were just supporters of Seventeen Innings, and many of them were bastards who wanted to get some credit out of Seventeen Innings. That is, Alexandrovich is such a persistent guy who still holds on to the faΓ§ade of the seventeenth game, if it were me, I would definitely find a way to make these guys all unlucky. β
"Forehead γγγγγ" I looked at Krzhakov, and the tone and expression of his voice at the moment made me feel that he was not like a traitor, but like an unruly man who couldn't get used to everyone's resentment...
"You don't have to look at me like that." Krzhakov glanced at me, "Don't look at you working for the Seventeenth Bureau, and you've been with that guy for a long time. But I'm telling you, actually, I'm afraid you don't know anything about Seventeen, and you don't know that guy, at least not me. β
Krzhakov's words were a bit embarrassing to me, but I felt that they made sense. I nodded and said, "You've worked with him after all." Of course I know more about this than I do. β
"Haha." Krzhakov smiled, "Listen to what you said, it seems that Aleksandrovich also gave you or you gave us a strong introduction to our deeds back then?" β
"I haven't said anything specific. It's just one time he drank too much and showed me pictures of you together. Didn't know you were alive at the time. He thought he was the only one in your group alive. I said.
Krzhakov sneered when I said this, "Didn't you go to the United States at that time?" Several people were also killed. β
"Yes." I admitted, "That's when it was. I remember also a bunch of traitors. They have all become ordinary Americans, and their lives are not bad. There are men and women ... I remember there was a call... It's called Kudrya, I think you know or know. β
"What do you mean? They're traitors, do you think I'm like them? Krzhakov glared at me and asked, but instead of trying to explain, he said, "I didn't think he still had that picture." He shook his head as he spoke, "Mine was already gone." β
I looked at the way he looked, and apparently he knew exactly what the picture I was talking about was like, and remembered not only but should remember it very well. What's more, these made him seem to be reminded of a lot of past events, which made him silent for a while, as if he was immersed in the memories of the past.
It was about three or four minutes before he sighed and said, "Can you tell me what that Kudrya said to you?" β
"Concrete ... I don't remember exactly. I shook my head, "You can ask Alexandrovich about it, Kudrya gave him a lot of information before he died." β
"Huh." Krzhakov looked at me and smiled, "You're still very careful." You remember everything else, but when it comes to these key questions, you start to get confused. But I understand. He nodded, "I wouldn't be without reservations." But I think I'll find out soon after, because I'm going to meet Aleksandrovich. Swap you, and one of his other family members, back to mine. β
"And then cooperate?" I added.
"Cooperation?" Krzhakov suddenly frowned and said: "Did I say that I wanted to cooperate?" β
"Isn't it?" This time it was my turn to laugh a little, "Those people from the Berlin station that you killed." And the way they directly preempted us, whether they were dead or alive, doesn't it already show that you have turned against each other? β
"Yes. Not bad. But do you have to work with Aleksandrovich? Don't forget what I said, the Crichs' accounts haven't been settled yet. Kerzhakov said.
"Huh." I smiled again and nodded, "Yes, of course." But if you calculate this account, you will definitely be the one who will be liquidated later. I don't think you've done anything to be liquidated, right? β
"Seems to make some sense." Krzhakov nodded, "Then in your opinion, what should I do?" Working with an organization that is already in tatters and is in danger of its own sake? Dealing with the people from Berlin together? At this point he suddenly seemed to laugh involuntarily, "Son, you don't know who Berlin Station is, do you?" You don't think Berlin is a milk delivery station, right? If you do, then you know that Berlin Station is no ordinary intelligence station. What good can I do against them? And I also have to face threats from the Russian side. β
I have to admit once again that Krzhakov has a lot of point. Cooperation can not be wishful thinking should cooperate, many times cooperation is actually a very utilitarian thing, now the seventeen bureaus have been ventilated on all sides, and such a seventeen bureaus of cooperation, really don't talk about others, I feel that there is no confidence.
"So what are you going to do? Facing Berlin alone? Stand corrected? Accept the punishment? I asked.
"Haha. Do you think this is a kindergarten education? Admit mistakes, punish, punish and forget it. I'm old, and I can't run a lap. Krzhakov smiled again, "I have my own way." You don't have to care about me, think more about Alexandrovich. He's in a really bad situation. But that guy was never afraid, not only was he not afraid, but he also liked to take risks. This was true before, and it should be even more so now. There is a high possibility of working with him and becoming a hero, but most of them are dead. β
I'm so tired. Two chapters in a row. Everyone, hurry up and cut the fat... Hahaha
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