The old guy who is good at perceiving and figuring out people's hearts will naturally not let go of such details. He smiled smugly without any disguise and continued: "Mr. Krzhakov, may I ask these questions. How would you explain it? And how will the person who writes the report write it? ”

Krzhakov watched as the old guy continued without a sound. Do you still need to answer this kind of question? Interpretation? This kind of thing, if you say it, people will believe it? And who will believe it? Even the real Russians have a way to make him a fake. This is all the more true of the person who wrote the report, no one wants to complicate such a thing, and it is not too much for Krzhakov to say that he is a traitor. Although the old guy is a difficult brother, the smell of danger and threat in his words can be clearly felt by a fool. Of course, this is not from the old fellow, who is just frantically sprinkling all kinds of spices such as salt on Krzhakov's wound again and again.

"If it were me." The old fellow continued, "If it were me, then I would suggest that this man called Krzhakov must be caught. Look at how much intelligence he has betrayed about his homeland, and how many things he has done or participated in that is unfavorable to Russia, especially with the traitor Younis. This must be explained to him. After saying that, he stared at Krzhakov and said, "When the time comes, what will you do?" I think this kind of advice will most likely be adopted. Someone must be responsible for the fall of the seventeenth bureau, to carry the black cauldron, of course, these are not your turn, and it has nothing to do with you, but no matter who will carry out a series of actions for this matter after that, especially you. The old guy said and took another sip of his drink, "That's the rule." Traitors will not be let go since Soviet times, and they will not end well. ”

"What about you?" Krzhakov finally couldn't help it, he shouted loudly: "You're not the same? And most of them died before me. I'd love to know what happens to your own people if you fall into the hands of the Russians! ”

"Hahaha." The old guy laughed nonchalantly and said, "I'm not going to end well." But I don't care. The old guy said as he put down his glass, "Naturally, they won't let me go." Even if they ended up pouring dirty water on me and forcibly charging me with some crimes, I couldn't plead my case. In that case, what do I care about? I had my goal, and I have persevered to this day because of that goal. The old fellow said, putting away his smile, "I won't forget the moment when the guy you said was a fool came to inform me and cover me the night of the accident. I'll never forget. Not only will I not forget, but I still dream about it from time to time. "The old guy was a little excited when he talked about this again, and this scene reminded me of the first time he talked to me about those things in Ukraine when he drank too much. The old guy seemed to clench his glass tightly, looked at Krzhakov and said: "Even after many years, the scene in the dream is still very clear, and even clearer and clearer, so clear that I am surprised. I could clearly see that stupid guy coming to me with a panicked face, you know, he was the youngest and most inexperienced of us. The old man laughed miserably, "That fool's hands were shaking, and I suspect he couldn't hold his gun." At this point, he put away his smile and looked at Krzhakov and said, "Do you think he was scared?"

Krzhakov looked at the old guy and did not speak, and the old guy suddenly stood up and said loudly after asking this question: "No! That's not fear. His eyes have told me that he is full of courage, he is ready for everything, he has already thought about it! He wants to cover me out, sacrifice himself to cover me out! The old man said as he stretched out two fingers to his eyes: "I see it, and I can see it very clearly!" He looked at me with such confidence and determination. I am not afraid of death, but of dreaming of them while fleeing! Scared of their glasses, the eyes that look at me! After speaking, he withdrew his hand and pointed condescendingly at Krzhakov with his head down, "So I'm not like you." I was just as prepared and thought about as the idiot that night. ”

Krzhakov, who was sitting there at the moment, sat there with his head bowed as if he were a defeated man or a prisoner. He was in stark contrast to the old guy who was standing not far from him and looking down at him. Although both of them had their heads bowed, the old fellow looked swaggering, full of pride and pride, like a victorious general accepting the surrender of the enemy in front of him. And what about Krzhakov? Completely losing his momentum, he looked down at the ground, as if he was repenting, or on trial, and he didn't even dare to raise his head to look at the old guy in front of him, Younis.

"And you, it is estimated that there will be two endings." The old guy said and held up a finger, "The first one, incognito but was found, and then silenced." In this way, there is an explanation for everyone, and there will be no other things involved, and I don't want too many people to know. Second, to be on the run, and to be completely insecure, and to end the rest of your life full of fear. No matter what, you won't die a happy death, and maybe in the end death will be a real relief for you. The old guy sneered and sat back in his place, "No one will remember you." Your home may also be implicated. All you remember is the report written by some bastard, and then your name and even your photo will be classified as a traitor, nailed to the pillar of shame forever. Even if there is another world, you will be spurned by others. Saying that, the old guy sighed helplessly, "Of course... My name is on the pillar of shame. If there was such a thing, I guess it would be next to your name. But there will be people in this world who will remember me, not only the Russians, but also my enemies. In another world, you will become a hero, a real hero. If I follow Norse legend, I should have access to the temple of Wahala, which symbolizes the highest honor. Because I fought to the end, and I still fought when I died. As he spoke, he suddenly smiled and looked at Krzhakov, who was still with his head down, "Do you know why I like Norse legends?" It is said that if you enter that temple, you will have an endless supply of fine wine to drink. Hahaha. ”

While the old guy was laughing there, Krzhakov finally raised his head, he looked at the old guy Younis and said: "Can I say that you can only comfort yourself with those nothingness after death?" ”