frightfiction Chapter 1124 He went where he belonged
Chapter 1124 He went where he belonged
Really?
Khabayev was also curious; he wanted to know what the person in front of him would say.
He firmly believes that not everyone can speak to his heart, after all, he used to make a living by deceiving others.
There are no outsiders here. In this remote, impoverished place surrounded by mountains and covered in thick snow, no one wants to eavesdrop. Besides, once people on their side accept gifts, they won't care what others say.
"Appreciate further details."
Khabayev gulped down two mouthfuls of wine.
However, this amount of alcohol was barely enough to fill his teeth.
Takeshita Shun took another bottle from the box at his feet, opened it, and pushed it towards the customer. "Your family is still in Moxike, which is why you're in this dilemma. How about we go and bring your family back, and you come with us?"
Khabayev took two big gulps of baijiu; "You underestimate the Internal Security Forces."
“I have never underestimated the Imperial Guards. I have just been looking at human nature.” Takeshita Shun took out a dagger from his waist. “I am happy to befriend anyone. That horse is a friend in terms of money, but if the other party is not happy, then I don’t mind sending him to meet his ancestors.”
Khabayev, holding a bottle of liquor, asked, "Does that include me?"
Takeshita Shun shook his head. He didn't say that. He put the dagger back at his waist and crossed his arms. "It's not really a decision, but I hope you make a decision that is good for yourself and your family. I believe that the decision you make today will definitely not disappoint you."
Khabayev didn't speak, just drank quietly. Soon, he finished another bottle of wine. He looked at Takeshita Shun, who was sitting opposite him smoking, and nodded. "I can agree to your request, but you must bring my family back safely. Otherwise, even if I go there, I won't do anything for you."
“He will appear safely in the mountain town, and I believe that you will see them soon.” Takeshita Shun looked at the sky outside.
The weather isn't very good today; it's quite gloomy. Judging from this, another heavy snowfall is expected soon.
He turned his head.
"Pack your things, I'll take you away from this damned place today."
After saying this, Takeshita Shun turned and left; he had to make arrangements.
People die here every day, and nobody cares about them or registers who they are.
Even for this former head of the intelligence department, once he entered this place, his former prestige could not bring him any favors. On the contrary, he would become a target of exploitation because he had money.
Seeing him leave, Khabayev got up and looked at the place, then at the warm place.
It's time to leave. If I don't leave soon, I'll probably become a cold corpse.
Takeshita Shun used two more gold bars to bring Khabayev out.
One of them was a special agent, and the other was a former head of the intelligence department. The two wandered around the city for a long time to make sure that no one was following them, and then they returned to their temporary residence.
Liu Yuan, who was in his room editing and thinking about his next move, was startled when the two people who entered started to walk in.
"You've brought the person back now."
He thought it would take at least half a month to accomplish this. He never expected that Takeshita Shun, who had only proposed doing this yesterday, would bring the person back today.
"His life or death is no longer a concern for Moxike; it makes no difference whether he leaves sooner or later."
Liu Yuan's gaze fell on Khabayev, and he carefully examined the man.
He was an ordinary, thin man. On the street, no one would know that he was the former head of the intelligence department.
The scrutinizing gaze made Takeshita Shun cough, take out a cigarette, and offer it to him; "Old Zhou is here, he won't allow you to do this."
"Do you know what I'm thinking?" Liu Yuan took the cigarette and reached out to the window.
On a snowy day, there were few people on the street, but a few stray dogs were chasing and fighting each other. On the third floor of a building at the eleven o'clock direction, a window was visible to the naked eye, with a North Soviet flag hanging there.
That flag is a signal; once it's taken down, it means something is wrong. An immediate evacuation is necessary.
It's getting cold; the flag seems to have frozen solid.
"You want to send him to the cave dwelling, right?"
After a moment of silence, Liu Yuan lit a cigarette. "Is it inappropriate?"
“It’s not appropriate.” Takeshita Shun flicked on his lighter and lit a cigarette for Liu Yuan. “I understand what you mean. He’s a rare talent, but precisely because he’s talented, he should be sent to where he’s meant to be. The conflict in the mountain city has transformed into a conflict about leading this country to the top of the world. This is an internal and external conflict. Khabayev is the head of intelligence in the North Soviet Union. The information he has and the personnel needed to carry out the operation are things you can’t provide.”
Without this connection, he couldn't have done anything in the past.
Upon hearing this, Liu Yuan knew that this was no longer a question of whether he wanted to or not, but rather a completely inappropriate one.
"I understand what you mean, it's definitely not the right time for us."
Canada. Outside the charming little house, the wind howled in the cold, but inside it was warm and cozy.
However, the atmosphere here wasn't very good. Everyone was staring at each other blankly, and no one spoke.
There was no smoke of war, no piercing air raid sirens, and no annoying beeping of the radio.
Okamura Neiji had grown accustomed to this kind of life and hoped to continue living it like this forever, but now, because of Zhou Weiguo, that life had been shattered.
Thinking about the past, Okamura Neiji took a deep breath, opened a book, and avoided Zhou Weiguo's gaze.
"We had no choice back then. After all, it was an order from headquarters, and I couldn't refuse it. You have to understand that."
“I didn’t say anything, did I?” Zhou Weiguo took the glass of red wine Ruth handed him; “I’m not here to cause trouble. At least, not to cause trouble for you.”
He didn't believe it at all. His current expression certainly didn't suggest he wasn't looking for trouble.
Nanzo Yunko asked her younger sister, Nanzo Akiko, with some uncertainty, "Why did you two come here?"
Zhou Weiguo is a very vengeful person; the more frankly he speaks, the more dangerous he is.
"Sis, don't you know him? If he really wanted to cause you trouble, would he have waited until now?"
No, she was certain of that. He was the type to settle scores on the spot.
Thinking of what had happened recently, Nanzo Akiko suddenly raised her head; "Weiguo, you've come about the poison gas bombs."
They had discussed the gas attack on Kyoto and concluded that it couldn't have been done by Yamashiro. It certainly couldn't have been done by Zhou Weiguo; neither Yamashiro nor Zhou Weiguo would cross the empire's bottom line.
This was done by someone with ulterior motives.
In the past, they were unsure of who it was, but now... as for who it was, Nanzo Yunzi already had an answer in her heart.