Wolf? Grigorivvich? Messing, the rumored superpower of later generations! Also believed to be the prototype of Yuri in Red Alert, this man was a Pole, but later fled to the Soviet Union during the German invasion of Poland because he was Jewish, and according to Isemotney's control, he had met this person in Gatzna at the time when Messing was mentally testing the trained agents in the Great Gatzna city.

It will take some time to find this person, because, unlike ordinary Soviet citizens, Messing has a permanent place of residence but is often away from home, because Messing has a KGB-issued ID and can always ask the local KGB or Ministry of Internal Affairs agency for help in case of difficulties.

But first of all, Serov did not wait for Messin, but waited for the president of the Lenin Academy of Agricultural Sciences of the Soviet Union, that is, Lysenko, who suppressed Academician Sukachev, who is now in his sixties, looks much younger than his actual age from the outside, with a rare rigidity among scientists on his face, and his temperament is more like a Soviet general who has gone through the flames of war. Especially in the eyes, there seems to be a sharp blade lurking inside.

Perhaps knowing that his temperament was too sharp, Lysenko tried his best to dress up and make himself appear more eager and soft, but he was still fundamentally different from Academician Sukachev's gang.

There is no need to think about it at all, Serov also knows what Lysenko came to the Main Directorate of Military Administration to do, if Leontsev said that predicting the future is like this, then Serov has already been conquered, and Lysenko must have come to Sudan for the sake of Academician Sukachev.

"How can they say that they are all scientists, why are their hearts so small?" Serov, who left the piano room, couldn't stop thinking about it. It's not how much he loves music, it's that Serov wants to cancel the music lesson, his teacher doesn't agree, and the two sides finally reach a compromise. As long as Serov can smoothly pop the wild bees flying. His teacher agreed that Serov would not need to study. If it were an ordinary person, Serov would not treat him well, but just ignore him! But Serov's teacher was the director of the Moscow Conservatory, which was originally known as the Moscow Tchaikovsky Conservatory.

So he cultivated his sentiments in the piano room when he had nothing to do, preparing to reach the level of a teacher as soon as possible, and Serov was very satisfied with this, which was better than letting him play Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto No. 3. Rachmaninoff's Piano Collaboration No. 3. It's much harder than this wild bee flying, it's not that everyone has Rachmaninoff's double hitter, it's talent! Besides, the Third Piano Concerto is so difficult, if you have the ability, you can consider wrestling with the brown bear.

"Hello, Dean Lysenko! Our KGB work doesn't seem to have anything to do with the scientific community, so why do you have time to come to our KGB today? "At least Lysenko is a scientist and may have made mistakes on some issues. But Serov has always respected scientists and maintained a very appropriate attitude towards Lysenko.

"Deputy Chairman Serov, there are not many people in this era who have reached this position at such a young age!" Lysenko said with a smile on his face. He said this in two ways. One means literally, and the other means that there were many people like Serov who were in high positions at a young age, such as twenty years ago, but in fact, Lysenko himself was one.

"You're welcome, Dean Lysenko! There must be something to do when you come to our General Bureau, let's just say it! "If it were usual, he really wouldn't be so direct. Don't mind this current authority on Soviet biology. But not right now, his schedule is very tight until December. It can be described as more dry than cattle and earlier than dogs.

Before that, it is necessary for Serov to visit Marshal Bagramian on the issue of disarmament, and then on the issue of the military status of the troops stationed abroad, the assessment at the end of the year! Already for next year to prepare for the issue of enrollment in various universities, the welfare of the Internal Affairs Forces and the Border Guards! And so on and so forth. He did not count the time when Kuznetsov met with Medvedy, as well as with Serov and private guests.

"Director Serov seems to be busy? But you work in the field of security, and the KGB's responsibilities should be clearer than I am! The research projects of Sukachev's gang are all accepted by your General Directorate of Military Administration! Director Serov, for erroneous scientific research. Are you still ready to continue to support it? ”

Although Lysenko has been hiding his sharp gaze when he speaks, it is still very uncomfortable! Serov pretended not to care, and said, "The duty of the KGB, sniff out and eradicate traitors!" I don't dare to slack off even the slightest bit in my duties, I, Serov, think that I can be merciless to the enemies of the country! But Comrade Lysenko, is it too exaggerated to say that Comrade Sukachev's question, the scientific system is very rigorous, there are no sufficient experimental institutions, scientists cannot only rely on the ideas in their minds to do experiments, you are already the authority of our biology, why can't you be generous and leave some living space for scientists in molecular biology research! ”

"We must eliminate the wrong theories and let them have an impact! It will cause immeasurable damage, and all molecular biology scientists' laboratories must be closed in order to curb this erroneous atmosphere! Lysenko leaned forward slightly to accentuate the tone of his speech, putting pressure on Serov.

"How about we talk about this later!" Serov took care of him, closed the institutes of Sukachev's scientists, and interrupted research in this area! How is this possible, that group of scientists is nearly 3,000, and it is the whole essence of Soviet molecular biology, and letting these scientists go home to rest is tantamount to destroying Soviet molecular biology. Except for the group of bigwigs in the Central Presidium, no one could force him to hand over those scientists.

Although he had already made up his mind not to clash with Lysenko head-on, he still underestimated Lysenko's determination to exterminate Sukachev's faction, and finally could only say impatiently, "Dean Lysenko, I naturally have my considerations when I take in Academician Sukachev, you and Academician Sukachev just have different understandings of science, and they don't have to be to the point of class contradictions!" There are almost 3,000 scientists, I can't order the closure of the institute, they and their families have to eat, if I close the institute, I am forcing them to die, scientists are also part of the people! I can't do that......"

"Deputy Chairman Serov, you are an enemy of the people, you will regret it!" Lysenko knew that he could not convince Serov to listen to him, and he grimaced the sentence before leaving.

Watching this uninvited guest leave his lair, Serov shrugged his shoulders mockingly, who to scare? What about an academy of sciences? If it weren't for the KGB's surveillance, could a group of scientists have any ability to turn the sky upside down?

"Who's next?" Serov, who came back to his senses, directly picked up Isemotny and asked in his ear.

"Medved and Kuznetsov, you and Medved have Greco-Roman wrestling, followed by a shot put duel with Kuznetsov, there is not enough time today! The decathlon cannot be performed for the time being......" Isemimoteni said as if she couldn't breathe, "At night, the piano is played for an hour, and at eight o'clock there is a comprehensive physical examination, including electrocardiogram, electroencephalogram, nerve reaction ability, explosiveness, and the drugs of the General Health Care Administration, I am looking for soldiers to test!" ”

While listening to Isemotny's arrangement, Serov came to a happy conclusion that it was not possible to sleep before twelve o'clock today.

"Have the drugs from the General Health Care been tested on humans?" Serov asked, tilting his head sideways.

"It seems to have been experimented with by some prisoners and spies, and there are no side effects!" Isenmodny replied.

This batch of drugs from the General Administration of Health Care must go through clinical trials, otherwise no one knows whether it is a life-saving drug or a life-saving medicine if they are eaten. The future Global Centre for Clinical Trials of Pharmaceuticals was India, where more than 100 local and international companies conducted clinical trials of newly developed drugs.

These international pharmaceutical companies outsource clinical trials to India, and due to India's large population and lack of regulation, many large Western pharmaceutical companies have been using India as a "testing ground" for new drugs, as it helps to significantly reduce R&D costs. As for the hundreds of Indians who die every year because of clinical trials in India, anyway, Indians are 100 million people and 1 billion livestock, and no one cares.

Although he is very busy, this kind of life is very fulfilling, and Serov's sleep quality has improved a lot recently, if there is no Sherepin's phone, it is really like this!

Serov, who didn't get up with his eyes closed, held the phone handed over by Isemotny between his shoulders, and listened to the teachings of the KGB chairman in a half-asleep state, "Yuri, why did you have a conflict with Lysenko?" Lysenko went to the Kremlin yesterday afternoon and said that you are harboring the bourgeois apologists Sukachev and his faction to conduct research in the General Directorate of Military Administration, and that allowing erroneous scientific research to be carried out will have a great influence on erroneous theories! Moreover, as a national security officer, you indulge in this kind of behavior, which in itself is disrespectful to national security! Sherepin's voice kept coming out of the microphone from afar, dispelling Serov's still thick sleepiness little by little......

Serov, who opened his eyes with great difficulty and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, rubbed his eyes, and impatiently said something that surprised Shelepin, "Does Lysenko not want to live anymore?" How did he want to die? (To be continued.) )