From start to finish...... She's betraying me......

If anything, even Daxia can't be trusted...... Can I still ...... Who else can you trust......

Oh yes...... How did I forget...... Lomanov hated me to the core, how could it be...... How could I not think of any way to stop Daxia from approaching me!

"Explain, Yuri," I asked, turning my head to Yuri, "why did you get to this point?" How could I be born ......"

"I ask you, who is your family?"

"I don't have a family," my heart sank when I heard Yuri's casual question, and I slowly lowered my head, "My mother died relatively early, and my ancestors had no contact with me, even my adoptive father ......"

"You're missing someone," Yuri said, crossing his legs in a calm manner, "think about who it is." ”

Who else could there be? I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Biological father? I didn't. He never appeared in my life, not once. Twenty years is quite a long time, and it is likely that he ......"

Wait a minute...... Yuri just said...... Father?

I have never met, let alone heard of my father.

But that doesn't mean he's dead, or that he doesn't exist, I'm jumping out of the stone.

A terrible thought, flashed through my head. It was only for a moment, but for a moment, I thought of a terrible possibility.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, child," Yuri's voice was soft, "and you're welcome home." Mark Yebka Yuri Davinov. ”

……

I'm Yuri's child......

Yuri is my father......

I shouldn't be there......

He shouldn't be in my ......

My loved ones killed the people who raised me......

For a long time, I thought that revenge in the name of my adoptive father was actually a war against my biological father......

Even if I repay the blood debt and avenge the motherland and my adoptive father, I ...... I'm still ......

I muttered to myself, "You're lying to me......"

Yuri stood up, walked to the screen not far away, and sighed, "I knew it...... That's how things will end up. This is the punishment I deserve for betraying your mother. ”

"This can't be ......," I muttered to myself, "Mother...... Mother can't have seen you......"

I saw the low cabinet next to the sofa and was speechless. The last vestiges of illusion were shattered.

No way...... This is by no means true......

In the bright sun, a woman holds a baby in her arms, and the man next to her holds her hand, and the three of them walk together on the lawn.

That's not what I care about. I've seen quite a few family portraits of a family of three. But at this moment, what I really care about is ......

The man...... What it looks like...... If memory serves...... He is...... Yuri's bar......

Yuri...... Isn't he without a family?

Wait a minute...... Who is this woman next to her?

My expression gradually turned to shock.

The man who looks like a father is Yuri......

Female ...... next to It's my mother......

So...... The baby in the middle is......

I saw the date below the photo......

1967.6.9 Photographed in the First Courtyard of Peking University......

At the bottom of the photo, there is also an inconspicuous note in Russian: Our Mark is full moon.

I...... My name is...... Mark Yebka......

So...... My name wasn't actually given by my adoptive father...... It was Yuri who started it......

I was born in China...... And not the Soviet ......

"Unfortunately, it's true," Yuri—no, I should call him "father"—turned his back to me and said, "you're my child." ”

"It can't be!" I stood up and yelled at him, "Okay, even if it...... Even if you are really my father, then you are an extremely incompetent father! ”

I thought about who my biological father was. But there was no answer.

So, a long time ago, I was sure of one thing: my biological father was dead.

Yes, I never thought we could ever meet again. Since the end of the coup d'état in Moscow, I have stopped thinking about it.

But now...... He really showed up.

"You must be in a bad mood right now." Yuri chuckled and muttered to himself, "It's okay, now, it's time to tell you the truth." I'm not Romanian, I have a name called Kane. ”

"What? Kane? I can't believe the ear, "The traitor who killed Stalin?" ”

A name popped into my head.

"Wait a minute...... I remember...... You look like your name is Yuri Davinov, right? I said coldly, "Stalin's illegitimate son?" ”

"Correct," Yuri clapped his hands cheerfully, "Comrade Stalin, during his exile, gave birth to a child with a local woman, that is, me. Although the Soviet Union did not officially make it public, there is no doubt that Yakov, Svetlana, and Vasily are all my younger brothers and sisters. ”

"But I was never remembered by your grandfather. The great cause of communism, and the joy of discovering the ability of mind control, carried him away. I never expected this guy to be a good father who ignored the death of his second son, the capture of his third son, and the arrest of his youngest daughter. ”

Yuri kept smiling at me as he spoke, and I stared at him warily.

Shouldn't I be shocked? But on second thought, even the fact that Yuri is my biological father has happened, and what is so strange about Stalin being my grandfather.

"If I hadn't shown that person, I wouldn't have known where I came from. Until one day, Albert Einstein showed up at my house. ”

"But I didn't think much about it that day. I was only seven years old at the time, and I was deceived by his rhetoric. If I knew the specifics of his plan, I'd rather be a normal person. ”

"Einstein's aim was to kill Stalin. For some reason, Einstein believed that our destinies were more closely linked than ever and that only I could kill Stalin. In order to solve this mystery, he did countless inhuman experiments on me. ”

Then something strange happened. Even the lowest lies, told by me, will be believed. Although Einstein was not under this control, it was something he never expected. ”

"You may be able to guess what happened after that. Just as the allies of their time and space were about to end, Einstein put me into the time machine and gave me an elite special forces force of thirteen to travel back in time and kill Stalin. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, there's a time limit for traveling between planes and planes."

"That's right, my dear child. But the traverser needs to carry something called a 'time lock'. Einstein was so ignorant of my inner thoughts that I didn't expect that I broke the time lock and stayed in 1932. ”

"Then you went to the headquarters of the former coalition forces to betray your teammates and gained the trust of Comrade Stalin."

The phrase "Comrade Stalin" was shouted smoothly. At this moment, I was told that I should call him Grandpa, and I was really a little unaccustomed to it.

"They are not my comrades. For me, it is more meaningful to die of Stalin than to live," Yuri corrected, "and you cannot imagine how much I have changed your time and space, how much damage I have saved the communist world, how many twists and turns have been spared—of course," he added, "I am not saying that I am all right, and I have made many stupid mistakes."

"For example, you killed Comrade Stalin." I added, satisfied, that the smile on Yuri's face vanished with my words.

"Ah, yes." Yuri said, looking anxious, "You know...... On the balcony of Buckingham Palace, Stalin ...... My father, your grandfather, what is he doing? ”

Since the first time he met Yuri, he had never looked so much less like the biggest terrorist leader of humanity and more like a sentimental boy attending the funeral of an elder.

"You will forgive...... Such a ...... Cruel father? "My heart broke when I saw that he had decided to sentence Svetlana, his last public child, to death." And when I, out of sympathy, begged for forgiveness for Svetlana...... My father, he actually said......"

I can probably guess what my grandfather, who is as muscular as he is in character, said. Certainly not warm words.

"'I don't need children. When I bring every human being in this world under the banner of socialism, everyone will be my children,'" I noticed that Yuri's eyes showed a wolf-like killing intent, "Also, I know that you are my child. I'm so sorry I can't admit you. You just think of it as a ...... Sacrifice for socialism. ’”

"I have three more questions." Watching Yuri's tearful performance, I spoke softly.

"Say it." Yuri was still immersed in memories at the moment, and seemed a little absent-minded.

"The first point...... Mind control ability, did Comrade Stalin awaken during his lifetime? I asked, "Or did you find out first?" ”

"It's true that I didn't know it first, your grandfather discovered this ability a long time ago, but he didn't realize it, this is 'mind control'," Yuri smiled, "His ability is mainly embodied in 'being loved'." As long as you look at his pictures and listen to his speeches and so on, you will be loyal to Stalin in your heart. In this respect, Bukharin and Trotsky did not lose unjustly; In contrast, I am a little more capable, and I can use words to get other people to act in my favor; And you, Mark, you've taken mind control to its peak. Not only can you use other people's brainwaves to determine their status, but your brain can automatically analyze the solution. ”

"Second point......" I looked up, looking at Yuri carefully for the first time, "you don't look like Kane. ”

"I also think," Yuri nodded, in agreement, "that after killing Stalin, the situation on the Allied battlefield collapsed, which I did not expect." The good news is that the cloning lab I secretly built in Romania is finally up and running. After a secret transfer to China, I built a new body for myself. ”

"And you've used your old name: 'Yuri,'" I said, "anyway...... You don't have anything in common physically, codenamed Kane. ”

"Almost, like the Darsha next to you," Yuri said in a cheerful tone, "you don't have to be upset about it. No one can prove, nor can they discern the difference between her and Darsh, who preceded the Battle of London. If there's any difference, compared to the previous ones, she is sincere to you. What's the last question? ”

I slowly stood up, facing in the direction of Dasha. I heard Yuri's shocked reaction, and I heard the sound of heavy, neat footsteps outside the door in the distance. I don't know if this will work, but I want to try it.

"Have you ever wondered......" I slowly approached the clone of Dash, took her arm and said, "your son...... What's the idea? ”

Just this time...... I'm sorry...... Daxia ......

I smiled at the person in front of me, her face flushed at the moment. It's so damnning, even if it's a clone, the reaction is exactly the same as Daxia's body.

Her arms pulled to the side, and I grabbed Darsha's head, lips drawing closer and closer.

Just as our lips were about to touch each other, Darsha's eyes widened.

"Thank you," I chuckled. A stream of warm liquid flowed down my left hand, and I spun it twice as hard as I continued, "Tell you, this is ...... The feeling of being betrayed! ”