The man saw Ivanovic's side face, turned on the flashlight, and looked down at the somewhat distorted photo in his hand with a slight suspicion.

"Take out your ID card!" The man in uniform showed his ID, "We belong to the 12th Directorate of the State Security Committee of the USSR!" ”

KGB? Joel knew about this famous intelligence agency, but he did not expect to meet its investigators on the eve of the collapse of the Soviet Union.

Ivanovich's body trembled, he let go of the hand that grabbed Joel's sleeve, and fled to the distance of the village without looking back, despite the uneven snow, Ivanovic ran fast,

"Catch him!" The KGBs were like sharks that smelled blood, and their long-term experience in handling cases told them that the people who escaped had something to do with their targets.

One group got into a jeep and chased after them, while the other team continued to search the village.

"What do you two have to do with that person?" The KGB with the photo took out a notebook from his bosom.

Sergei understood, he looked at Joel, who pretended not to understand Russian, and his heart moved, and he attached it to Joel's ear to translate.

What a smart man, Joel breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Sergei's movements.

Fortunately, he brought Sergei to the Soviet Union, and if he brought Eddie Allen and the two who had no eyesight, he probably wouldn't be able to go back.

"Who are you?" The KGB frowned and leaned forward, just in time to block the view of the other companions.

Joel quickly opened the system panel and filled some of the change he had in hand, he didn't know how the system determined that the money belonged to him and not Haylis, but Joel was relieved to see the points in the system panel.

With his hands fast, he moved to the spell column and found the spell "Obfuscation", on which the progress bar read 0/50, and Joel gritted his teeth and threw all the points into it.

As if his brain had suddenly lit up, Joel pulled out his wand.

Other KGB members were knocking on the door of Mr. Ivanovich for information, and Mr. Sergei noticed that the villagers who had surrounded him before shook their heads in denial, saying that they had never seen the man.

"You're going to ......" The KGB's first reaction when it saw this dark red "branch" was to ask.

But Joel's confusion spell had already struck him, and the newly recovered mana in his body had lost a large chunk, and the KGB's eyes had become cloudy, and then clear.

"Okay, okay, I see......" The KGB lowered his head and quickly wrote Russian in his notebook, and the other KGB members did not notice that there was anything wrong here, and carried out their tasks on their own.

Under the effect of the confusion curse, the KGB did not embarrass the two of them, and in his understanding, the two in front of him were British dignitaries invited by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and they had nothing to do with the gold smuggling case they wanted to investigate.

He didn't think carefully about why the distinguished guests sent by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs appeared in this remote place where birds don't poop.

"Ivan, send a car to send these two VIPs out of the border, they have urgent business to do." The KGB looked back at his companion.

“…… No problem. The person Joel hit with the Confusion Charm seemed to be the leader of the squad, and the KGB member named Ivan did not suspect this, opened the door of the jeep, and invited Joel and the others to get into the car.

"Let's go, let's get out of here, there's something wrong here." Joel said in English.

Sergei was surprised, and he got into the jeep after Joel, and waved back to the KGB member.

After getting into the car, Sergey communicated with the driver Ivan in half-baked Russian.

"You're going to the Ukrainian-Soviet border, right?" Ivan is a young man, handsome and handsome, and looks energetic in a uniform.

"That's right, the Soviet ...... Something was already wrong in the USSR. Sergei thought of Joel's words before he got into the car, and he translated them into Russian as they were.

Joel, who was sitting in the back row, closed his eyes and pointed his wand at Ivan's back.

Unexpectedly, this sentence opened Ivan's chatterbox, "That's right, I think there will be something big going on in the next two days, and many people from government agencies have been sent to the border, I know what these people are thinking!" ”

"Arms, gold!" Ivan knocked on the steering wheel in annoyance, "They're moving everything they can out of the country!" ”

"Are you unhappy in your life?" Sergei noticed that Ivan, the driver, seemed to be talking a little too much, and seemed happy to confide some information on them.

"Happy fart!" Despite being a staff member of the state secret service, Ivan seems to have a lot of grievances with the Soviet Union: "My current salary is not even enough for our family's daily expenses!" ”

"The ruble is depreciating wildly, and gold and the dollar are hard currency!"

They were 30 miles from the outpost on the Ukrainian-Soviet border, and the jeep would have to walk for hours in the snow.

In the dim light, Joel noticed that snow was falling outside the window again.

In the evening, the temperature in Russia plummeted, and the wind once again set off endless snowflakes into the distance.

The three of them also felt cold in the jeep, and Ivan, who had long since stopped complaining about the Soviet Union, cursed the weather in a low voice, and then slightly increased the speed of the car.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the speed of the car dropped sharply.

"What's going on?" Sergei asked in a deep voice, he didn't want to make a fuss at this juncture.

"The tire has burst!" Ivan hammered the steering wheel, opened the door and jumped out of the car, and the cold wind whistling outside the door mixed with snowflakes blew in mercilessly.

Ivan braved the snowstorm to change the spare tire, and Joel and Sergey took the opportunity to put the gold in a pocket pouch, then took out the polyjuice decoction and poured a large sip into their mouths to prevent the potion from expiring and revealing their identities.

"No, the wind and snow are too big, and even if you change the spare tire in this weather, you won't be able to go for long!" Ivan banged on the car door, "We have to wait for the blizzard to pass!" ”

He rolled over and got into the car.

"Are we going to wait here all night?" Sergey was a little worried.

"That's right," said Ivan of course, "the snowstorm is getting heavier and heavier outside, and we can't continue to move forward even if we change our tires, and we risk going in the wrong direction if we are not careful." ”

Joel looked out the window, the blizzard was getting bigger and bigger, and the snow particles were like a sharp knife poking at the jeep, and with the help of the strong wind, the jeep swayed left and right like a lonely boat in the ocean.

Joel had never experienced anything like this, and his brows were tightly locked.

"Do you eat Leba?" Ivan took out a bag from the passenger storage box, and the aroma of bread filled the car.

"Of course." Sergey and Joel had been hungry for a day, and this was the time to be hungry.

A large leba weighed four or five pounds, and each of them cut a large piece, Joel ate it for the first time, and the whole wheat bread was mixed with a little raisin walnut kernels, and when I bit it, I felt that it was full of mellow aroma, and the sweetness contained in the fragrance of chewing slowly moistened the mouth.

The cold wind blows through the outside of the car, and it seems to be forever tireless.