Gu Tie evenly distributes the neural signals from the real world with the electrical signals from the quantum network, and observes the movements of the two worlds with one heart and two minds.

He lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, and from the afternoon until dusk, the "Pure Land" did not move.

Two fat magpies flew in front of the window of the cabin, and Gu Tie was extremely bored to search for information about the two birds, and learned that they were Pipapicasericea, a common subspecies of magpies in Northeast Asia, and one of them had an orange plastic ring with a GPS chip on its left foot.

Gu Tie easily found the owner of the plastic ring through the chip number: Dr. Miguel Pavlovich of the Institute of Ornithology of the St. Petersburg Scientific Center of the Russian Academy of Natural Sciences, he drew a smiling face on the desktop of Dr. Pavlovich's terminal to show "visit here", and then looked at the surprised expression of the middle-aged bald doctor through the camera and laughed, after laughing, he felt that he was really bored.

It was completely dark. There was a soft knock on the door, "Mr. Tie, dinner is ready." The hostess whispered in unskilled English.

"Oh me...... All right. Here it comes. Gu Tiehua asked his stomach for a second, and his rumbling abdomen told him that it was time to replenish some sugar and fat.

He took off the coils of the satellite receiver, turned off the humming Russian-made machine, stood up and slipped the pistol under the pillow into his suspender pocket, removed the closet with the blocked door, and opened the door to the living room.

The long table, which seats 10 people, was covered with a new red checkered tablecloth and a pair of beautiful square pewter candlesticks, which Natalia laid out and set the cutlery so that the cutlery was perfectly parallel to the lines of the tablecloth. The hostess wore a long blue cotton skirt and a white collarless blouse, and her blonde hair was pulled up in a high bun, revealing a slender neck like a swan.

Belle. Gu Tie commented again, he stretched out his hand to say hello, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Natalia struck a match and lit the ten candles on the two candlesticks one by one. Gu Tiehu looked at the busy figure of the hostess suspiciously, but it didn't take him a few minutes for him to understand. The lights went out suddenly, and the ash glow illuminated the living room, reflecting the wooden house in a sparkling light.

"Bish, the post-80s Shaolin abbot. He said it was for safety reasons, I don't understand. The diesel generator is in a cave half a kilometer away. Adding diesel fuel is a nuisance, but luckily there are men here. The hostess put down the steaming baby lamb steak and said with a gratifying face.

"Of course, of course, power lines and cable lines are not safe, and IPU countries also have traditional hackers hired by GTC, I understand. I'm going to tinker with the generator now......" Gu Tie stared at the tender and juicy meat chops and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Or ...... Going after dinner?"

"Even if you are hanged, you must eat first. Natalia brought beetroot soup, yogurt made from goat's milk, potato sauerkraut salad, creamy gratin mixed vegetable garlic bread, and sausages to the table in turn, and finally put a crystal curved neck bottle full of transparent liquor in front of Gu Tie, pulled out the back chair by herself, and sat opposite Gu Tie.

"No, no, vodka is my cover door...... There are two pots to order. Gu Tie's face was frightened, and he hurriedly waved his hand.

The hostess didn't give him the right to choose, pulled out the wooden cork of the crystal bottle and poured two small swallowing cups, picked up one, handed the other to Gu Tie's hand, and said in Russian: "You must taste this wine." In 1962, during the Soviet era, Nikita Sergeyevich Khrushchev returned from a visit to Cuba and ordered the development of a high-grade vodka that allowed party and state leaders to continue to attend meetings on the second day of drinking, pure and without adding other ingredients.

Many famous scientists were involved in the development of special wines, and scientists discovered new ways to purify alcohol, so that the wine contained only alcohol and water, and tasted so good that even the foreign minister Andrei Gromyko, who never drank alcohol, fell in love with the special wine.

There were only three factories for the production of special liquor, located on the outskirts of Moscow, the Crimean Peninsula and Belarus, and the process of the distillery was classified as a top secret to prevent leakage, and the three factories were quickly closed after the fall of Khrushchev, and the SV vodka disappeared from the history of the former Soviet Union.

A year ago, Bishnoy bought an abandoned factory building while setting up a safe house on the outskirts of Gronod, and found a batch of this special vodka in the basement of the factory, one hundred and seventy-three bottles to be exact, of which only sixty were well preserved and drinkable. Mr. Iron, you can not love the Volga, but you must taste the dusty history of the Soviet Republic,—— the history of the enslavement of Belarusians by Russians. ”

Gu Tie's eyes widened. He raised his glass and looked at the clear liquor in amazement.

"This kind of strange thing can be bought at a good price at an international auction! It's a waste, it's a waste...... "Gu Tie is not a good drinker, but he has been drunk all day for several years, and he is familiar with wine like his own blood, the most precious wine he has ever drunk before is half a bottle of Moutai produced in 1962, and now he doesn't remember the taste of Moutai, he only knows that half a bottle of wine drunk four big men,—— good things have their own wonders.

"Cheers, Mr. Iron. I don't know much about your business, and I don't want to understand it. Well, good health. The hostess raised her glass.

"Good health, Natalia. Gu Tie raised his glass and touched the Belarusian beauty.

"You can call me Natasha. The hostess said, raising a glass to her lips. The lip color in the candlelight is delicate.

"Good health, Natasha. You can call me whatever you want. Gu Tie painfully circled the wine coming out of the mouth of the cup with his fingers.

The hostess drained the vodka in the cup, Gu Tie opened his mouth wide, and poured the wine into his throat without leaking. The root of the tongue was sweet, but a hot line of fire went from the throat to the stomach, and then tumbled up until it burned to the door of the head, and the root of the ear immediately oozed spicy sweat, "Happy!" Gu Tie took a sip of wine and praised it. Natalia smiled softly, filled her two glasses, and announced that dinner had begun.

The knife and fork collided with the porcelain plate, Gu Tie sent a large piece of lamb into his mouth, his teeth were gently closed, and the full juice splashed impatiently all over his mouth, so that nine thousand taste buds hit one at the same time,—— Gu Tie almost flashed his tongue.

"Introducing the sheep...... Did you raise it yourself?" he asked, gulping in a gulp

"Well, not much, twenty or thirty, fed from small to large. To add a bit of safehouse realism, additionally ...... With sheep, it's not so lonely. Natalia said as she drank a glass of wine and looked at the candle flame.

Gu Tie's mouth was stuffed with food, and he hurriedly raised his thumb.

"You're in big trouble this time, aren't you?" asked Natalia, with a soft sigh.

Gu Tie stopped chewing, thought about it, and nodded.

The hostess raised her glass and touched him. Each of them drank a small glass of special vodka.

"Actually, you don't have to explain our relationship. At the very beginning of its existence, Shiva made a rule that the pioneers who were dedicated to the revolution were not allowed to form families for life, especially among the core members.

The most intimate relationship I have with Bishnoi can only be a ** relationship, and if there is something called love, it is only born when you embrace and die when you get up.

The Russian woman named Amber, I can see that they don't even have a ** relationship between them, he is just protecting her, like protecting her revolutionary comrades, her comrades-in-arms who have been born and died, and her closest sisters, protecting her body and feelings.

Once I faced the same danger with Bishnoy, who protected me even when I was hunted down by the Minsk gang leader, even at the risk of risking my life. Until one day, when the crisis is lifted, we find it more and more difficult to leave each other, which should not have happened.

So he went away, and I built this hut in the middle of the mountain and waited quietly. What difference does it make if you wait for him to come, if you don't wait for him to come, if you come and if you don't? It is enough to see him, to know where new scars have been added to his body, and to know that he is still alive and well in a difficult world. I didn't dare ask for more. Natalia's fair face was pink with alcohol. She said to herself, not touching the table full of food, but drank glass after glass of Russian spirits as sharp as knives, and after each glass, she placed the octagonal glasses on the tablecloth lattice and carefully aligned them.

Gu Tie put down his knife and fork and washed the food in his mouth with wine. "I see. He nodded, feeling a little regretful, trying to see the loneliness of the deep resentful woman on the face of the hostess, but no, the Belarusian woman said with a smile on her face. This is a good woman. He thought to himself.