She is a naturally noble woman, a silver doll in Snow Country, and an ice beauty in fairy tales. She was about the height of Franky Mill's heart, with snow-like skin, blond hair, and eyes as blue as the sea.

Her name is Maria, she grew up in cold Siberia, she is also a secret policeman, and she is Frank Mir's partner. Agents always act alone during missions, but they also need a liaison, and their partner is their only point of contact.

All orders during the operation came from their only point of contact, and until the end of the mission, each agent's contact person was unique and irreplaceable. The reason why it is absolutely impossible to replace the liaison during the operation is to prevent the enemy's anti-sneak penetration.

Every agent is well aware that if their contact person changes or another contact appears during the course of the mission, it can only mean that he has been exposed, and his situation is extremely dangerous, even a matter of life and death.

"How did you get here, Maria?" Frank Mire asked, confused, surprised by Maria's presence.

"I couldn't sleep, so I came early. The strange corpses in the jungle worried me very much, and I had a sense of foreboding. ”

"Don't worry, we'll figure out what's going on soon. How did you know I was here? Frankie Mill asked.

It was Maria, and his heart was hanging high, and he had regained some peace. He knew that no matter what happened, Maria would not be able to harm him, and although he was sorry for Maria about marrying Larissa, it did not affect the sincere friendship between them.

"I was going to take the elevator to the ninth floor, but I saw the elevator stop on the second floor. I didn't know who was going to come here so early, so I wanted to come down and have a look. I didn't expect to see you here, shouldn't you be on vacation at home? Maria asked rhetorically.

It seems that Maria still doesn't know anything, and Frankimir doesn't want to tell Maria everything that happened. It's not that he doesn't trust her, but he is afraid that if she finds out, he will feel sorry and worried about himself, she is a woman with a good nature.

"I received a strange letter, so I wanted to check it out." Franky Mire was looking for all sorts of convincing excuses in his head.

"Strange letters?" Maria's face was full of doubt.

"You may not believe it, but I received a letter from my father."

"A letter from Professor Ivan?"

"Yes, the handwriting in the letter is exactly the same as my father's, and it cannot be imitated. I had no clue at all, so I thought I'd come here to check it out. Frankimir thought that saying this would be enough to explain his reason for being here.

Maria looked at Frank Mire suspiciously, her gaze gradually shifting to the large pile of materials on the table. After a long time, he stammered and asked, "You mean, Professor Ivan, who passed away last year, is now writing to you?" ”

"yes, that's it, I'm weird too." Frankimir nodded, and assumed a very confused posture.

Maria's blue eyes stared at Frankimir's eyes without blinking, as if she wanted to see through him completely, and this strange look made Frankimir's heart furious. Frankimir kept dodging Maria's gaze, not knowing where to put his gaze.

"There's nothing to worry about. It's so early, you go to the office and lie down for a while, and I think I'll find out soon. Frank Mire said, turning back to the chair in front of the table, his back to Maria, who did not dare to look her in the eye again. He was afraid that if he looked at Maria again, he would be tempted to tell her all about it.

Maria walked over to Frankimir and stood behind his chair. Frankimir didn't dare to turn back, he only hoped that Maria would leave as soon as possible, he didn't want to involve Maria in this matter.

The extreme nervousness made Frankie Mill sweat uncontrollably. Maria, who was standing behind him, felt more and more strange the more she looked. Frank Mir, who was even quieter at night, sat in the secret archives of the KGB in a pair of big shorts, constantly rummaging and consulting materials. Although he has an innate physique that is not afraid of the cold, no matter how he says, he will not be so unkempt. Frankimir in front of him was too abnormal, what was going on, what he was looking for, and what was he hiding.

Frankimir pretended not to notice Maria at all, and flipped through the papers on the table, which he thought would prompt Maria to leave as soon as possible. Suddenly, Frankie Mill felt a sharp pain in his neck, and he was completely unconscious.

In a trance, Frank Mire smelled a foul odor, like the smell of wild animal excrement, like the smell of burning garbage, more like the smell of burnt acetic acid, mixed with the smell of rotting and fermentation.

It was a smell that was unbearable for a normal person, and Frank Mire struggled desperately in a trance, trying to wake himself up. When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying in an empty room, with weight-bearing shackles on his hands and feet. There was nothing in the room, only a metal stand where he was lying and a chandelier that flickered on and off.

Frank Mimir didn't know what this place was, it didn't look like it was in the KGB administrative office building, there were no such rooms there. He remembered that the last person who was with him was Maria, could it be that Maria attacked him, could it be that Maria was also in the same group with them?

Frankimir was very depressed, even despairing, everyone was his enemy, why did everyone become his enemy?

"Are you awake? It looks like you've slept quite deeply, and you've been sleeping all day. A voice came from outside the door, and the iron door of the room opened.

Three people appeared outside the door of the room, one who looked like a doctor and the other two who looked like police. They walked into the room with no expression on their faces. The middle-aged man dressed as a doctor said contemptuously in a sharp tone: "Boy, welcome to '2371', where you will no longer have a life, everything you have belongs to '2371'." Now I'll examine you and take off your big pants. ”

Frankie Mill looked up groggily and looked at the middle-aged man dressed as a doctor in front of him. He had three distinct scars on his face, the longest of which stretched from his eyebrows to his lips. The man's eyes were like torches, and his pupils were burning with raging flames, and he looked angry. The appearance of his fat head and big ears has made him neckless, and his huge fat belly is about to break his doctor's uniform, which is tightly taut and looks very awkward.

"Stinky boy, you don't understand the words, do you? Don't ask for hardship, it won't do you any good. I promise, you will regret all the decisions you made. The fat man said coldly.

Franky Mill stared blankly at the man in front of him, he didn't understand why he had been brought to "2371". This is a hell on earth, the most terrifying Shura field on earth, and there are only two ways to get out of here, or get killed! Kill yourself!