Nancy, northwest of France.

A multi-storey building on Mitchell Street, which was just moving into the KGB Operations Division, was still quite crowded. After taking over special work throughout northeastern France, they did not encounter the expected NATO spies, but were consumed by a variety of criminal cases.

Even so, all the work ordered by the above is still being carried out in an orderly manner.

At night, as the sound of the engine disappeared at the door of the building, a muscular man with piercing eyes jumped out of a Renault truck, bulging under his loose coat; Greeting the two men who followed, he walked into the door with a large, inconspicuous package, and nodded to the man sitting in the corner with his hand in his pocket.

Confirming the identity of the person who had come over, the man carried his things upstairs and met Alexander Kamenev, the deputy director of the room, in the room on the second floor.

"Hello, comrade!"

After shaking hands cordially, Kamenev beckoned a few people to sit down, poured some water, and exchanged a few casual pleasantries. The operation was quite successful, and it also took a lot of hard work for these members of the "Vympel" team.

"Ah, Comrade Director, this is what we brought here."

Turning the package open and pulling out the silver-gray suitcase inside, Captain Gamov placed it on the large desk. After the assault on the manor, they crossed the battle line with the help of the KGB's secret route, and according to the instructions from above, they also brought the box mentioned by the ace pilot by the way.

Next, it should be for the KGB to take a look, if it is not an important item, it is estimated that someone will send it to the ace.

Seeing the suitcase that Gamov took out, Kamenev was not very curious, but nodded.

"Thank you very much. This thing is also found in action? ”

"Yes. The rescue target offered to find it, and we brought it out by the way. Gamow was a little curious, but he didn't have the time, and no one allowed him to do so, so he didn't know what was in it until now.

"Oh."

Giving the team a break, Kamenev pulled out the hand-held detector from the cabinet to do a routine inspection of the box.

After a simple scan of the box, he thinks there is no problem, and with his professional vision, he has found that the box has been opened often, and the lock has some traces of abrasion. Confirming that there was no major risk, he went to the back of the box and carefully opened the slider to the outside.

With a "click", the lid of the box was gently cocked, and there was nothing unusual.

Coming to the front of the box and lifting the lid, the contents of which were exposed to Kamenev's sight.

Tilting his head and looking at it for a moment, Kamenev shook his head in confusion, he couldn't see what it was in it at all.

How so? He thought that if there were no important materials in this box, it was something of high economic value; But now it seems clear that it is not. This thing, lying quietly in the hollow of the matching shape, looks a little strange, but I just don't know what it is.

Probably, this is some kind of building structure material?

At this time, there was the sound of calm footsteps on the stairs, and then two people appeared at the door and greeted them.

"Oh! Comrade Director! ――How's it going, are you still smooth? ”

Seeing the director appear, Kamenev remembered that he had gone to lead someone to deal with an attempted terrorist activity, but he didn't expect to return so soon. Taking off his coat and putting it aside, the director nodded to Gamow and the others, who had obviously worked together many times.

"Investigation is ongoing. Sasha (Alexander's nickname), you know? In the future, we will have more work, and the French will soon sign an armistice, and it seems that we will move again. Casually looking into the room, the Director's gaze swept over the suitcase on the table, "What is this?" Confiscated evidence? ”

"Oh, it's what Comrade Rezenov asked to take during the previous operation to rescue the pilot." Kamenev casually opened the lid completely and let the comrades in charge pass by.

The contents of the box are exposed to the sight of the people in the room; I had never opened the box to take a look at it before, and Gamow and the others were also curious to look at it.

At first glance at the contents of the box, the director just glanced at it casually. But his eyes suddenly froze, and then there was a subtle change in emotion. That thing-

Impossible, could it be that he was mistaken?

Unconsciously took two steps forward, and the director leaned over slightly, carefully examining the objects in the box, and the expression on his face gradually became solemn. If someone were to look closely at this time, they could see that his pupils were constricting slightly because of surprise; He looked at it for a while, and when the room was full of strangers, he reached out and slowly closed the lid.

“…… Uh, Sasha? You just said, how did this thing come about? ”

"-Oh," Kamenev was a little confused when he saw the director's strange expression, "it was Gamow who led the team to get it back in the manor on the outskirts of Lyon. -- So, this should have been in the hands of the CIA. ”

“CIA？” The Director shook his head slowly, "That doesn't matter. Comrade Gamov, I remember that you mentioned in the report that this is what the rescued pilot asked to look for? - Okay, his name is Viktor Rezenov, right? ”

After receiving an affirmative answer, the Director fell into deep thought, looked blankly at the box in his hand, and muttered for a moment.

Viktor Rezenov.

This name, apparently, is not the first time he has seen it. At a previous secret meeting in Minsk, the mysterious crash of the Air Force pilot was discussed. As the presiding officer of the meeting, he had some vague impressions of where this person's name had appeared; Now, seeing something like this again, the "Signal Flag" man said that he led them to find it......

Could it be that there is some kind of connection between this person and that thing?

If it weren't for that, then how could this mysterious object in front of him be discovered by him.

His eyes became a little glazed, and the Director vaguely remembered some of the past events he had experienced; I've seen something like this in there, and ...... And it's much bigger and weirder than this one......

Stretching out his hand and rubbing it on the box, it took him a long time before he spoke to break the unbearable silence.

"Sasha, please contact Rezenov's unit and inform him that when he is free, be sure to contact the headquarters."

“…… Okay, but how? ”

"Let's just say it's about picking up this suitcase."