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The fog was so thick that even the rising morning sun looked dim.

With a deafening roar, a huge figure flew out of the thick fog.

It is an airplane, a large transport aircraft of the Russian Aerospace Forces "Il-76".

Although there was a thin layer of snow on the runway, it did not affect the landing transport in any way, except for the snowflakes flying in the sky.

The transport plane was still taxiing, and several military off-road vehicles met it.

It was not a general who arrived, but a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, and dozens of retinues, the most eye-catching being a young woman in a fur coat.

This middle-aged man is Tupolev.

The young woman in the fur coat who was inseparable was his female secretary, Rakhimova.

On the ground, Boris was already waiting outside the car for a while.

When Tupolev got off the plane, he noticed that Tupolev's face was ugly, as was Rakhimova, who was accompanying him.

Something bad must have happened!

Boris greeted and mentally prepared.

"You said that Makarov can handle it, he will definitely die."

Boris was slightly stunned and did not react for a moment.

Without saying much, Tupolev took the document bag in Rakhimova's hand and smashed it into Boris's chest.

By this time, Boris had already understood what Tupolev meant.

"Take your guys, fly back, his woman is still in Moscow. Give you one last chance and never mess up again. ”

Tupolev did not stop at all and went straight to the car.

When he took out the papers, Boris's brows were locked.

It's a stack of photos.

In the first few photos, the entire estate was blown up, and the fire burned for a day and a night, and after it was extinguished, the police found dozens of bodies burned beyond recognition.

Through the dentures, the police have identified one of them as Cassius, the chairman of the Bazin shipyard.

In the next few photos, it is still a corpse, but it is not charred, and it was found in a hotel, and it was shot in the head with a pistol at close range.

It was Belilenko, who took refuge with Tupolev.

Both sets of photos were taken a day ago, and the police arrived at the scene more than 20 hours after the incident, that is, two days ago.

Kasius and Belilenko are dead, and the only explanation is that Churkin is still alive, and I am afraid that even Makarov was killed by him.

No wonder Tupolev was so angry!

You know, it was Boris who recommended Makarov to Tupolev at the beginning, but now there is a mistake, and this account must be counted on Boris's head.

Boris didn't get too wordy, and called four of his men to get on the transport plane.

Half an hour later, after unloading the cargo, the transport plane took off into the air.

At this time, the international train from Minsk to Moscow had just passed the border, and the conductor began to check the passengers' passports in accordance with the rules.

When the door panel of the carriage opened, Wang Dong put away his mobile phone, and Luo Qing also put down the magazine in his hand.

The two were very cooperative and took the initiative to hand the passport to the conductor.

Now, the two are businessmen from China, mainly shipping the small goods purchased wholesale in Yiwu to Minsk, and then selling them at several times higher prices.

Whether in Minsk or Moscow, there are many such Chinese businessmen.

Because he was used to seeing it, the conductor just checked it casually, mainly to check whether it was him, that is, whether the appearance of the two was consistent with the passport photo.

After waiting for the conductor to go out, Wang Dong walked to the door.

Churkin was in the sleeper next door with a couple of young Belarusians who were visiting relatives in Moscow.

A few minutes later, the conductor went to the sleeper car in front, indicating that Churkin was not in trouble.

Seeing Churkin come out, Wang Dong opened the door.

After making sure that no one saw Churkin, Wang Dong closed the door panel.

"There are eight hours left, and we will be in Moscow in the evening."

Luo Qing snorted casually, still intently flipping through the magazine in his hand.

It was the latest fashion magazine, bought while waiting for a train at a train station in Berlin.

Churkin pulled out a picture from his pocket, the corners of which had long been worn out, and he had taken a few glances from time to time along the way.

"Your fiancée?" Wang Dong didn't want to ask, but it was too boring.

"Yes, Nania." Churkin handed the photo to Wang Dong.

It's a full-body photo, with a good figure, and long blond hair is very eye-catching, but the appearance is not very clear, so I can't say whether it is beautiful or not.

"She's beautiful." Wang Dong was very polite.

"She is my angel, my everything."

"You love her so much, why did you leave her in the first place?" Luo Qing suddenly came out with a sentence, and his tone was obviously not very friendly.

Wang Dong sighed, pouted at Churkin, and was too lazy to be a good man.

It was Wang Dong's decision to go to Moscow with Churkin, and Luo Qing resolutely opposed it, thinking that he had saved Churkin and helped him get rid of the betrayed Belilenko, and he had done his duty.

Along the way, Luo Qing did not give Churkin a look on his face.

Of course, this is the woman.

"I loved her, so I went to Ukraine." Churkin sighed, for a tendon, he obviously would not take a woman's cynicism to heart.

"Why?" Wang Dong took the opportunity to change the topic.

"Go to Ukraine, there is a special operation allowance of 100,000 a month."

"100,000 a month!?"

"In rubles, about two thousand dollars." Luo Qing added next to him.

In fact, Wang Dong did not know the exchange rate of the ruble, but deliberately looked surprised, after all, it was related to Churkin's fiancée.

"With this money, it will be possible to buy an apartment in Moscow within three years." Churkin smiled happily. "When the time comes, we'll be able to get married."

Luo Qing rolled his eyes, looking like he didn't know what to say.

"Now, is there enough money to buy an apartment?"

"I've bought it."

Wang Dong's brows jumped a few times, and his expression became gloomy.

Churkin didn't notice the change in Wang Dong's expression, and then said: "I remitted all the money I earned and bought an apartment in Moscow in the name of Nania with five bedrooms. I thought, do it a few more times, and when I have enough money, I'll go back ......."

"Does she have a job?" Wang Dong interrupted Churkin's words.

"Did the money come back from Berilenko?" Luo Qing also asked.

"She's a full-time housewife, and as for the remittance...... Churkin was stunned for a moment and reacted. You are saying that Belilenko will ......"

"It's just our concern." Wang Dong tried to keep his tone calm.

"Of course it would, and even if Belilienko hadn't betrayed Nania, Tupolev would have stared at her. Knowing that Makarov is finished with Belilenko, he will definitely ......"

Luo Qing is too, knowing that Churkin is the kind of person who is easily emotional, but he wants to say that these stimulate him.

Can't get enough trouble?

"No ......"

Wang Dong glared at Luo Qing and said to Churkin: "When we arrive in Moscow, we will immediately go to find her." ”

Churkin gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, looking like he could explode at any moment.