Chapter Ninety-Five: I've Called the Police

"The results are already in the statistics!" Roman patted his old buddy on the shoulder and said, "This time Italy has achieved the greatest results, and Serov has made Italy miserable enough." The amount of money recovered is almost a hundredfold, France, Spain, Portugal, the Federal Republic of Germany, Austria, Greece and many other countries combined, a total of two billion dollars! In the whole of Europe, the number of suicides has exceeded 500, and the destitute people are no longer counted by our intelligence network! ”

"Well, it's not bad! You can give our entire department two years' salary! Although he was deeply shocked in his heart, Panyushkin still showed a look of honor and disgrace. Roman wants to see how shocked I look? This is absolutely impossible, and after a pause, he continued to ask, "What about the results in other aspects?" ”

Roman rolled his eyes in his heart, he said lightly, he could top two years' salary of the entire department, the KGB's network all over the world, plus the number of informants is enough to be million, and the funds to support a million people for two years seem to be nothing more than this in the eyes of Panyushkin, let's tell the truth, "On the Italian side, the situation is the most serious, and the squeeze of various products is very serious, especially in the wine and furniture industry, which has a year's backlog of output." It's hard to calculate the furniture, but the wine production can supply the Italians this year! ”

"Italians still have money to spend?" Panyushkin laughed and joked, "It seems that Comrade Serov's work is not very well done!" ”

Roman smiled, ignoring Panyushkin's ridicule and continued, "Britain, France and other countries are not easy, each has a backlog ranging from a quarter to half a year, plus the unsalable products on the counter, the situation is not very optimistic. However, it was the Federal Republic of Germany that had almost no product backlog, which was much better than the situation in other countries......"

"Nothing is perfect, and I'm very happy with the results this time!" Panyushkin's tense face finally showed a rare smile at this time, "The bonuses of the members of each group have been prepared and there is no ......, but Comrade Serov seems to have a different opinion on this......

"A one-percent reward for a group member?" Panyushkin shook his head and vetoed the proposal, saying, "It's too much, one percent of the funds is already the total number that Comrade Serov brought to Italy, and there are only eight people in the group, so let them all become millionaires?" ”

"Maybe it's our little comrades who are a little inconsiderate!" Roman also felt that Serov's idea was too naΓ―ve, and each person was given a million dollars for one operation, which was absolutely impossible to pass when the meeting was discussed.

"Let's press it down first, if our agents can continue to work on the Polytechnic Institute, the General Administration will naturally not treat them badly!" For the reward method that Serov came up with with a pat on the head, Panyushkin could only express helplessness.

Serov, who has nothing to do and often pat his head, is in a very comfortable mood at this time, during the Cold War, at least half of the world's public opinion is in the hands of socialist countries, at least not as isolated and helpless as the motherland in the previous life, at least for now, the verbal and written criticism of socialist countries still has some effect, although it is better than nothing.

At least now, a week after the Italian ** rally, on the third day of the socialist camp's verbal and written criticism, the Italian government has finally made a statement, which can be regarded as admitting its lack of supervision. Mario Shcherba made a formal apology and apologized on behalf of the ruling party for the incident.

"So many jumpers, apologize and it's over. All the governments in the world are really just as shameless! Serov was sitting on the wall in front of the embassy with his eyes on the other side of the road.

As a member of a socialist country, Serov believes that everyone is equal, and naturally does not pay attention to the image. Especially when watching the wave of protests, "Thank you! Serov, who was on the wall, was happy with the chef's recollection, ate directly on the wall, and continued to watch the play. It's not very exciting, it's just a daily parade in the free world, object, the U.S. Embassy......

While stuffing bread into his mouth, Serov watched the wave of protests, and with his eyesight, he sat on the wall and looked into the distance, naturally taking in the situation of the US Embassy, "I want to go up and throw two stones, these people were not instigated by Menderev, right?" Serov muttered inarticulate as he stuffed his bread.

After thinking about it for a long time, Serov decided to wait until the end of the field to find Menderev to ask, in fact, there is no need to look for it, Menderev has already come, "Comrade Serov, you come down first......" Menderev looked helpless, the wall is so high, how can you climb up again?

"What's the matter? Don't you see what a spectacular scene? This meeting may not be able to meet in another ten years, look, throw stones......" Serov took a sip of German dark beer and suddenly pointed to the opposite side and shouted. Waving his hand, he said impatiently, "If there is something within your responsibility, you can handle it yourself, don't delay me to watch the lively ......"

The number of protesters was not as large as the tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of people in later generations, but it was the first time that the embassy district had encountered such a scene, with thousands of people shouting around the U.S. Embassy and some radical people throwing stones.

"Isn't there a Marine Corps in the U.S. Embassy? Come out, let these people know how hard the iron fist of imperialism is, it's time to show the majesty of US imperialism! If it weren't for the fact that the embassies of the United States and the Soviet Union were in each other's sights, Serov would have even considered whether to reimburse the protesters for eating.

"Comrade Serov, it's a telegram from the Main Directorate, which is beyond my authority!" Mendelev said helplessly.

"Are you in a hurry?" Serov's expression was really reluctant, this opportunity is really rare......

"Okay, okay, I'm in a hurry, right!" Serov was just about to jump down, but he stopped again, asked Mendelev to bring a new loudspeaker, and shouted at the American Embassy, "I hope that the American Embassy will solve the current problem as soon as possible, because the irresponsibility of the American Embassy has now disrupted the work of the Soviet Union and other countries, Mr. Smith, please control the situation......

Serov shouted several times in a row before he jumped down and asked the staff inside to clean up the beer bottles and bread crumbs on the fence and return to the ambassador's tube.

"Serov, bastard!" Even though there was a huge wave of protests, Smith could still hear Serov's voice, after all, the two embassies were too close to each other. There is nothing more humiliating than in front of the other party, Smith asked angrily, "Let the Italian government solve it, where are the police?" I remember calling the police just now! ”

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