Chapter 4 The Dignity of the KGB

At the end of the day's work, Valentin and Vladimir's mood is truly underground, in the sky. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Vladimir received a big gift package in the workplace, and he also had a big vacation for nothing, and Valentin had to pack up his things and leave.

A week later, despite the reluctance in my heart. However, Valentin could only obey the organization's arrangement and report to the new workplace.

The shipyards in Leningrad belong to the military-industrial secret enterprises, so the KGB resume of Valentin is a completely professional counterpart here. However, in the past, Valentin was a person who sat in an office, and occasional business trips were considered a hard job. This is not the case in the shipyard, where there are three shifts in the morning, noon and evening, and Valentin's job is to take his men to patrol the huge shipyard to ensure that it is not sabotaged or snooped on by the enemy.

This job Valentin had had enough after only a month, and he felt a little aggrieved. From a KGB to a security guard at a shipyard, the job made Valentin feel that he had lost his dignity. He was shy about dealing with his former colleagues and friends, and he didn't bother to build relationships with new acquaintances. Valentin felt that he was under a lot of pressure from his social circles, and he felt that he could not use what he had learned in the KGB by working part-time at the shipyard, and how would he maintain his dignity as an intelligence elite if he continued like this.

Valentin, who had been depressed all day, remembered some of the ways he had gotten money. When he was in the KGB, he sometimes participated in the investigation of some domestic crimes. Sometimes some high-end cigarettes smuggled from abroad are seized. In most cases, these things are divided privately by people within the unit, and sometimes there are too many cigarettes, and Valentin will go to the black market to dispose of them in exchange for some money. In fact, this situation is very common within the KGB, and because the amount of money involved is not large, coupled with the limited police force of the government, the existence of the black market is already an open secret in every city.

Valentin has two children to raise, and when his income was good in the past, Valentin gave the children the best education, and his children had to take ballet classes and art classes. A few years ago, Valentin bought himself a holiday villa in the suburbs, and he borrowed a lot of money, which would not have been a problem for Valentin if he was still in the KGB, but now the money is gone.

After working in the KGB for so many years, Valentin can still do some smuggling business. He knows where to find the source of goods, and he also knows what channels to find to sell. For an old KGB, all this is ready-made, but he was unwilling to do these things out of dignity, but now he is forced to do these things because of life.

Valentin found one of his past informants, the smuggler Andrei. Andrei was accidentally involved in an anti-Brezhnev book smuggling case in the past, when Valentin once spared this guy a yard and made Andrei owe him a big favor. Over the years, Andrei and Valentin have gradually formed a special friendship, and in addition to work matters, the two occasionally come out for a drink.

Valentin, who couldn't bear the poverty, asked Andrei out, and then asked him about some news about the source of goods, at first Andrei thought that Valentin was here to dig up information, and refused to say anything about the killing, but later Valentin told Andrei the truth about himself, and Andrei then said:

"Boss, you KGB are all the elite of the elite, do you still worry about money?"

"Elite fart, take off this skin, we're nothing. I ask you, does a security boss need precision sniper technology within 400 meters? Can a security chief use English, French, and German, can eavesdropping, understand intelligence, and be able to drive tanks, fighter jets, and small ships, does a security chief need it......" Valentin said with a wry smile.

"Boss, you KGB are really good, if I had your skills, I would go to Moscow to try my luck! There's a gang out there that specializes in recruiting people like you, do you know how much they pay a month? Andre stretched out a finger and said enviously.

"How much? Is it still 10,000 rubles? Valentin asked contemptuously, he didn't think much of the gangsters.

"Hey, a minimum of ten thousand rubles!" Andrei raised his fingers and said with drooling.

"Just blow it! I don't believe that gangsters can still be so rich, look at you, don't look at my brother, I'm in trouble now, but why do I think you're not as good as me? Valentin retorted disdainfully.

"Big brother, it's true! Do you know that your KGB was not anti-corruption in previous years? A large number of policemen from the Ministry of Internal Affairs of Moscow were sent to prison by you, hey, I heard that there was a police chief who came out and bought fish in the vegetable market, and I want to laugh when I say it, the police chief went to sell fish...... Ha ha! Later, people couldn't get by, so they mixed up with me, and I heard my brother say guess what...... Now they're all on the Mercedes. Andre said excitedly.

"Who are you fooling! It's not that I don't know you, so I pour some cigarettes, alcohol or something, how profitable can this be? Valentin said still in disbelief.

"Big brother, I can't lie to you, you can just go and inquire, the name of "Director Yu" is now known in our Slav gang, if any brother commits a crime, as long as he finds Director Yu, he will definitely be able to get you out of it, but there is a big gang standing behind them, and it is a big international business, don't you know several foreign languages? You want to go to people to keep it for reuse. Andrei instigated.

"You're not talking nonsense because you've drunk too much, are you?" When Valentin heard Andrei say that he had a nose and eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little moved. But the dignity of the KGB still can't be given up in my heart, it's a shame to be a security chief, and it's a shame to go to gangsters, so let my colleagues know, where will I put my face in the future?

The TV in the tavern is showing foreign movies, presumably about the life of the British rich, from time to time there are villas with swimming pools, luxury cars, and beautiful women with devilish figures! Seeing that Valentin was a little intoxicated, coupled with the effect of alcohol, Valentin couldn't help but have a desire, he wanted the kind of life on TV, he wanted to lie on the warm beach and enjoy life, he didn't want to waste his life in the smell of rust in the shipyard.

"MD, isn't it just a gangster? As long as he has money, Lao Tzu will leave the country with his wife and children and never come back! Valengin secretly made up his mind and said in his heart.