After listening to Krzhakov's words, I suddenly understood somewhat why Krzhakov defected from the USSR. Judging from the implication of his words and the intention to distinguish himself from Kudrya, he did not surrender to his opponent, but more like he voluntarily disengaged. It's like a child who ran away from home in anger because he was treated unfairly.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Krzhakov looked at me and said, "Why is there no sound?" If it were you, I'd have to think of getting out. It seems to me that guy and the seventeen innings he led have reached the point of exhaustion. Now no one is buying them, and now it's not just NATO that wants to eliminate the seventeenth bureau. The Russians don't necessarily think that way. ”

"Why?" Hearing him say this, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, it seemed that he had just said that he wanted to capture the old guy Younis, but now when he got to Krzhakov, he was going to be eliminated?

"Huh. Why? What are the things that the Seventeenth Bureau did openly and secretly? Krzhakov asked, but seeing that I looked puzzled, he continued: "You don't know, but I do." As I said, Aleksandrovich is a stingy guy who doesn't have a little sand in his eyes. What did he do? His unscrupulous style of doing things has hurt not only Russia's enemies, but also many so-called his own people. ”

"Your own people? What own people? I continued to ask.

"Of course, my own people don't mean you, and people like you. You're not qualified. Krzhakov shook his head and pointed out of the car, "I'm talking about my own people from the east." Those guys in Russia. He said with a sneer: "Since you participated in the retaliation to the United States, you shouldn't know that Aleksandrovich is not just as simple as killing people, right?" ”

This one... Kerzhakov's words reminded me of the man the old guy had been chasing, the one who had plotted against Kudrya. And then in Yugoslavia, Berisha, who completely disguised himself as an Albanian, seems to have given a batch of materials to the old guy Younis. And the seventeenth game in Ukraine was almost served up by the pot, which seems to be caused by what the old guy Eunice has mastered, of course, I remember Sasha also jokingly said that there were nude photos of some people hidden in those materials...

"Do you remember something?" Krzhakov said with a sneer, "He likes it." Stingy and persistent.,Persistent can make all friends their enemies.。 ”

"Then you mean that Aleksandrovich has in his hands a lot of black history, black materials of people who are still in important positions in Russia now?" I asked.

"Black history, black material... How does your statement make me feel like a Beria? Krzhakov smiled again, "But the meaning is correct. Otherwise, why do you think that stupid guy you were in Ukraine and later killed by you in Austria cooperated with the West against the Seventeenth Bureau? Now Aleksandrovich has not some, but a lot of them. These things can cause big problems for a lot of people. It would have been better if Klinger had been alive before. After all, it seems to me that this matter is likely to be agreed to or even instructed by Klinger. But now that the old guy is dead, who would tolerate the existence of a man with a bomb that could kill everyone at any moment? ”

"So... Will they just take out Aleksandrovich? I asked.

"Killed? It should be. Krzhakov nodded, "But those things are more of our concern." That's why someone wants to catch him. Otherwise, who knows who will fall into the hands of these things after Aleksandrovich's death? And then what role will it play? ”

"So they're going to find a way to get things out of Alexandrovich and then kill him?" I asked.

"Yes. That's how it should be. Krzhakov saw that I seemed relieved and continued: "But you must not think that it is good to live a few more days. In fact, that kind of life is not good, life is better than death, otherwise how can you get what you want? ”

"So what should I do? I mean, there is no way back in seventeen rounds? Aleksandrovich's old fellow was indeed often a little insane, and often drunk. But he's not a fool, he's not only not a fool, he's cunning. He can't just let others slaughter him without any way, right? I asked eagerly.

"That's where I'm weird, too." "Aleksandrovich is not a hot-blooded young man who only knows how to rush and fight, and it is dangerous to kill him. He didn't die back then, and with his grudge-holding character, he must have been thinking about it all these years, and he thought about it a lot. Since he came, there must have been an arrangement. But I don't know, and I can't think of exactly that. There is only one thing, and that is that his method must be a very risky one, and it may end up being a dead end. ”

I nodded, "That's why you said I should get out early?" Because there is no winner at all in the end? ”

"That's it." Krzhakov nodded, looked at me with some disdain, and said: "The struggle here is different from your life-and-death, it is more complicated and dangerous than the ones you play. ”

"Can I know how you're going to get out?" I looked at him and said.

"Me?" Kerzhakov smiled, "I said that. Don't worry about that. Think about yourself. After the exchange is completed, I advise you to go home as soon as possible. Don't go back to Kazakhstan, it's still the Russians' sphere of influence. Hahaha. ”

I knew this guy was warning me with a joke that he was telling me that it was no secret that there were quite a few people who knew who I really was.

"That's 。。。。。" As soon as I was about to speak, Krzhakov immediately added: "Do you still want to ask how you can get out?" ”

"Yes..." I immediately admit it, because I also feel that in this case, we have a hard time to turn over, and this kind of moment is more about running, not only me, but also Kristovic and Lukovic, and a group of people who have me, and I have to think about getting out with them.

"Go to your country." Krzhakov looked at me, "Hide in your own house, a real home." Your country is not yet in a position to engage in direct confrontation with the countries to the west. But they don't dare to run to you. But.... ”

"But what?" I asked.

Krzhakov looked at me and laughed, "But you can be sure. Does no one in your own country know what you've been doing all these years? You have to know that you're a dangerous person right now. Nobody likes to have such a dangerous task at home, and you may still be in trouble, and it will still be a big problem. Hahaha. ”

For the sake of my holiday, I'm still working the code.。。。 Come on, everyone. Aha

(End of chapter)