The girl watched Frankimir and Kafka being taken away by the gendarmerie, and she could only stand still, unable to do anything about it.

At this moment, it is very clear that if she wants to stand up and stand up to help Frankimir and Kafka say good things, not only will she not be able to save Frankimir and Kafka, maybe the inexplicable silver-haired old man will also piggyback on her by the way.

Yiru knows that this Sister Yao is famous, the master who recognizes money but not people. In her eyes, except for money or money, if there is no money, there will naturally be nothing. The reason why Sister Yao is obedient to herself is entirely because she is her cash cow.

If Sister Yao knew that this burning of Fenglai ritual, how much of it was as she wanted, then Sister Yao would never spare her, and it would not be impossible to crush her bones and scatter ashes, eat them alive, cramp and peel them off. If you get entangled, if you don't get it right, you will expose your identity because of this.

Yiru was thinking about what to do next. With a lot of concerns, it is better to make a decision or be silent for the time being.

Quietly blending in with the crowd, secretly spying on everyone's every move, thinking about what was the best way to save Frankimir and Kafka.

Yiru wants to go to his brother Alpha for help, but if Alpha is allowed to come forward, their whereabouts will inevitably be exposed to the eyes of all forces.

Now everyone is eyeing Frankimir and Kafka, and once anyone knows that Al rescued them, then the elder brother Alpha will have no secrets in the Twin Cities.

Let the KGB companions help rescue them, but how should she speak.

Obviously, the KGB could not have known Frankimir, and there were still different opinions about Frankmir's rights and wrongs.

In this confusing time, he offered to ask his fellow KGB companions to come forward to rescue Frank Miir, so how to explain Frank Miir's relationship with himself?

To tell them that she is on the same side as Frankimir is asking her colleagues to stand on the same side as Frankimir unconditionally. At such times, no one will choose to stand with Frankimir.

The matter of the elder brother Alpha must not be able to tell the KGB people. I can't say that she and Frankimir are a dewy couple overnight, so I hope they can rescue Frankimir from the Consultative Bureau. This is not a sufficient reason, and if you really want to say so, there is no place for your own face.

Moreover, it seems unclear what Frank Miir was all about, and what KGB characters he offended.

As an outsider in the Frankimir affair, before figuring out the general trend and the attitude of the highest authorities. No one will want to get involved in this incident, this is the most basic survival method of the KGB secret police, and no one will not remember this common sense that even babies know.

In the KGB, more than half of the secret police were planted not in the hands of the enemy, but in the hands of their own people. The most terrible enemies are not from the outside, but those comrades in life and death who swear an alliance with you, but always want to step on your face and ascend to the sky in one step.

In order not to make trouble for themselves, in order not to become the target of public criticism, in every operation of the KGB, those super agents who are really capable will always find a way to make their mission completely fail without being noticed at all.

They always behaved extraordinarily incompetent, just to keep themselves within the KGB and try not to make enemies as much as possible.

It is always common to see the lessons of the past that make a big move. Protecting one's life is the agent's way of survival.

A truly good agent should not think about how to complete the mission, but more importantly, how to retire so that he will not become a thorn in the side of his enemies or his own people.

Not long ago, the incident in Beria had once again sounded the alarm for every KGB agent.

Many now suspect that what happened to Frankimir may have something to do with the Beria affair.

Not expressing any attitude until the one-sided form is completely certain, as well as absolutely certain, is an essential quality that a KGB agent must possess.

If they unintentionally reveal any of their political prejudices without knowing why, they may be closely related to their future and future destiny.

If you are careless and offend the person who is about to gain power, it is equivalent to ending your political career early. And in case of wrong help, the person who is about to lose power is also equivalent to self-destruction.

The girl pondered over and over again how to save Frankimir and Kafka. Time just like that, unconsciously, sneaks away.

The sheriff and the fire brigade, after cutting off the power supply, extinguished Feng Laiyi's skyrocketing fire.

Today's Feng Laiyi does not have the slightest phoenix state, but looks like a pheasant accidentally falling into the water, looking embarrassed.

Feng Laiyi's left courtyard was heavily damaged, and the fire burned almost two-thirds of the left courtyard, and even dozens of surrounding businesses were also destroyed.

Relatively speaking, Feng Laiyi's right courtyard can be regarded as being able to escape the catastrophe. Apart from the heavy loss of various electrical appliances and lighting equipment, the right courtyard does not seem to have suffered any other damage.

From this point of view, it is obviously impossible for the left courtyard to continue to live in people, so Sister Yao had to let the girls in the left courtyard all move to the right courtyard for the time being.

According to Sister Yao's preliminary estimate, this fire cost her more than 200,000 taels of silver.

Sister Yao's Feng Laiyi was very expensive at the beginning.

Fortunately, the overall burned area is less than one-fifth of the entire Fenglaiyi, otherwise Sister Yao would only be able to look up to the sky and howl, this place is all her belongings.

When the arsenal was originally converted into Fenglaiyi, it cost a million taels of snowflakes and silver inside and out.

After some busyness, Feng Laiyi went up and down, from dawn to noon, and finally basically completed the aftermath.

Everything was cleaned up, and the gendarmerie of the Consultative Bureau had already withdrawn with the silver-haired old man. The sheriff and the fire police team, as well as their various equipment and equipment, as well as the people watching the excitement around them, gradually dispersed, and the street returned to its former calm.

Because of the mess here, there don't seem to be many people who came to this street today to do business and set up stalls. Everyone is busy talking about you and me, you must know that in addition to the poor and evil, these market people, the most favorite is to spread rumors.

As for the central characters of the topic, there are nothing more than three people, Sister Yao, the proprietress of Feng Laiyi, the silver-haired old man of the Advisory Bureau, and the strong man who can't be named.

All kinds of legendary stories have been introduced into the streets and alleys, and they have spread throughout the Twin Cities in an instant. The most imaginative artists in the world have always been the most ordinary people.

In their stories, some are singing and crying, some are appalling, some are sentimental, some are inhumane, some are majestic, some are warm and cozy, in short, there are any versions of the story, except that the time, place and characters are exactly the same, the cause and effect of the event are not the same.

Kafka, who was very good at making up heroic deeds, would have been dumbfounded, amazed and amazed at the novelty of these stories.

Now only the girls in Fenglaiyi are still frightened, and they are dejected like broken peonies. They are not interested in these gossips at all, even though they are the catalyst for spreading them.

The girl was always thinking about things absentmindedly, but she also noticed that among the crowd, there was a person who seemed to be different from everyone.

This little girl's eyebrows danced, as if she couldn't suppress the joy in her heart. Could it be that Feng Laiyi was burned, which made her feel very excited.

No, what to say, Yiru couldn't help but want to ask clearly.

This person is none other than Kafka's good friend Dai Yueyue.

While the others were busy with their own private work, Yiru girl pulled Dai Yueyue into her room.

She stood in front of the door, looked around and saw that there was no one, and immediately closed the door tightly.

The sneaky behavior scared Dai Yueyue. She sat quietly on Yiru's bed, not knowing what Yiru was looking for herself.

"I see that you have been happy all day, what is good, come to my sister to hear, let my sister be happy and happy for you." Yiru asked in a low voice.

"Ahh What's a good thing! Feng Laiyi was burned like this, and she didn't know how to live in the future, how could she be happy to have spare time. Dai Yueyue pretended to be aggrieved and said.

"Humph! If you want to hide it from me, don't lie to my sister, I already knew about it. You'd better be honest! Otherwise, I don't need to call you into my room in private. Yiru showed that she knew everything about it.

"Huh? My sister has seen it all? Dai Yueyue's two smart eyes, in the soft sockets, kept spinning, no one could see what bad idea she was playing.

"That's it! Don't you know your sister yet? What kind of eyes is my sister, don't think that my sister can't see it when it's dark. Yiru nodded slowly.

"Shhhh Sister must not let Sister Yao know, or she may not know who it is! Dai Yueyue said in a low voice.

"It's natural, how could my sister not be towards you." Yiru said.

Dai Yueyue nodded, slowly took out a stack of silver tickets, a gold pocket watch and a gold pen from the placket, put them in front of Yi and said: "This is all given to me by the fat pig, here are eight silver tickets of two hundred taels, and these two things, they are all pure gold, not to mention worth five taels of gold, enough for me to live half my life." ”

"Looks like that fat guy is pretty good to you." Yiru nodded again.

"That's what I thought, and it seems that he really likes me. After we finished our errands last night, he said he wanted to take me out of the Twin Cities and live with me in the future! Dai Yueyue raised her eyebrows, women like them always love to be admired and proud.

"And what do you think?" Meaning asked tentatively.

"I didn't think about anything, he was good, he was a good person, he was very generous to me, and his kung fu was great, he could be said to be full of energy, but he looked a little shabby, and he was too fat, and sleeping with him made me feel like I was sleeping in a pigsty." Dai Yueyue shook his head and said.

"I don't think we can just let them get arrested. Otherwise, there will be no oil and water to fish in the future, and it is rare for a rich man like them to be seen, and he is also a rich man who is willing to spend so much money for you. Yiru said slowly.