On the bustling Central Street.
A typical European classical style building, with a magnificent appearance, the luxurious interior and well-dressed people can be seen through the revolving door.
This is the Madier Hotel, known as the "Versailles of the East". It was once a place where celebrities gathered.
This is not a place that ordinary people can afford, but Zhou Sen has been a frequent visitor here in the past.
In addition to tasting the delicious food here, many upper-class and successful people usually choose to hold dance parties here.
After the Japanese occupied it, many Japanese officers and businessmen came here to spend money, so there were many Japanese-style decorations and changes inside.
Madiel's bread and cold drinks (popsicles) are the specialties here, and it is also the favorite place for many young people in love.
Both economical and affordable.
Most of the waiters here are Russians, Japanese or Baekje. There are very few Manchus (Chinese), and only a few are engaged in cleaning and other heavy work.
Walking into the magnificent hall of the Madil Hotel, there are mirrors on all sides, and the crystal lamps on top cast yellow and warm light.
It is indeed one of the most luxurious hotels in Bingcheng.
"Sir, do you want to eat or stay?" The doorman was a little unfamiliar and didn't recognize Zhou Sen. He was a frequent visitor here before.
"Western restaurant, two of you." Zhou Sen put his hands in his pockets, nodded slightly, and walked directly north through the hall.
The Western restaurant is also located to the north of the living room, and you have to pass through a hallway to get there.
The former owner of the Madier Hotel was a Jewish Russian. Later, the family became French citizens. The Japanese took a fancy to his Madier Hotel, so they plotted to kidnap his son and even broke up the vote. The case was a big deal.
The original person has this memory, but at the time of this case, he was still studying in the police academy, and the specific details are not clear.
The murderer was finally acquitted, and the Jewish owner of the Madier Hotel also fled Ice City. The hotel fell into the hands of the Japanese. Apart from the Yamato Hotel on Station Street, the Madier Hotel is the largest in Ice City. Business card bar.
If you come to Bingcheng for a short stay, you have never been there if you don’t pay a visit to Madier Hotel.
The Western food at Madier Hotel is mainly French food. After all, French food is the representative of Western food. Of course, Russian specialties will also be provided.
Zhou Sen used to like to come here very much, coming here every three to five times. Of course, the consumption here is not cheap.
Therefore, it is too much to come every day.
Zhou Sen's expenses are mainly on food and clothing, and not much else. Now, he doesn't pay much attention to these two aspects.
Especially the taste has changed. I haven’t been to Ningxiang Pavilion since I woke up.
He doesn't have a fixed position, but he still has the habit of choosing seats. This habit is engraved in his bones and cannot be changed for a while.
"Mr. Wasim, this way." The young waitress led him to a dining table, which was where he used to sit. There was no one there.
"Thanks."
"What do you want to eat today?"
"Bring me a glass of warm water first. I have an appointment." Zhou Sen ordered lightly, then picked up a magazine and flipped through it.
Madier Hotel is one of the few foreign-related hotels in Bingcheng. Many international travelers or dignitaries will basically stay here when they come to Bingcheng.
The luxurious facilities and attentive and meticulous services here are world-renowned and have naturally become the first choice for these people.
And here we provide some items that are not available outside, such as newspapers, literary journals, etc. published from around the world.
You can only find it here. You can't see it at all outside, because there are dedicated people here who collect and order it, and then mail it from all over the world.
These are naturally for the guests staying at the Madier Hotel to have fun after dinner.
This is a rather secret channel to learn about the outside world. At the same time, it is also the most active place for spies in Bingcheng, the far east spy capital.
"Mr. Wasim, your warm water." The waiter brought a glass of warm water over. Zhou Sen nodded in thanks and raised his wrist to check the time. It was only a few minutes away from the time he agreed with Migunov.
Zhou Sen picked up the water glass and took a sip. The temperature was just right.
At half past ten, a man with a Western face wearing a dark brown suit and a bow tied around his neck walked in with figure-footed steps.
The waiter bowed slightly to him, obviously he knew him.
The slightly raised mustache was the favorite style of Belarusian officers during the Tsarist Russia era. The tight-fitting trousers and long leather boots were the typical style of Belarusian officers.
Westerners have a strong odor, especially when they like to use a lot of perfume. For Zhou Sen, who has a very sensitive nose now, getting even the slightest bit close is quite painful. He doesn't even dare to spray perfume on his body. Son.
The person in front of me probably hadn't taken a shower for half a month, and he had touched enough perfume. The smell almost made Zhou Sen vomit on the spot.
But there was nothing I could do, they just came by appointment.
"Wasim?"
"Yes, are you Mr. Rozaevsky?" Zhou Sen nodded politely. Although the Russian man with a big belly in front of him looked much older than him, he didn't recognize him.
"Didn't Anthony teach you how to respect your elders?" Rozaevsky was obviously very dissatisfied with Zhou Sen's perfunctory attitude.
"I'm sorry, first of all, I don't know you, and Anthony's father has never told me anything about you." Zhou Sen sat upright and remained still. Is a Russian traitor who works as a lackey for the Japanese worthy of being humbled by him?
"You..." Rozaevsky was so angry that his beard stood up, but he also knew that he came to see Zhou Sen with a mission. If he couldn't complete it, he would not be able to explain it when he got back.
"Mr. Rozaevsky, if you have anything to say, you'd better say it quickly. I have a more important appointment later." Zhou Sen leaned back and looked at the other person and said.
"Okay, since you don't know about my relationship with Anthony, I won't care about it." Rozaevsky looked magnanimous and sat down opposite Zhou Sen, crossing his legs. "You must already know Anthony is an important member of our organization. According to the rules of the organization, you are his adopted son and you are also a member of our organization. Do you understand this?"
"not understand."
"This is an organizational rule. It doesn't matter if you don't understand it. Anyway, you are now a member of the organization." Rozaevsky said.
"Don't I need to ask my opinion to join your organization?" Zhou Sen asked, "Is this considered a forced membership?"
"Your name is already on the organization's roster, and this is well-documented," Rozaevsky said.
"Okay, what else?" Zhou Sen said helplessly. This must have been arranged by Anthony's father. It may not even be the case. There is no impression in the original memory.
"You should know that Anthony is on a top-secret mission?"
Zhou Sen nodded. He also wanted to know what kind of top-secret mission this was, but he asked Akiyama Nosuke twice, but he refused to explain clearly, and he couldn't ask again after that.
"This is a top-secret operation planned by the top brass of the Japanese military. Even I don't know the specific content of the mission, but I can tell you that this top-secret mission was codenamed 'Bear Job' and has failed." Rozaye Ski said.
Zhou Sen's heart trembled violently, and his hands began to shake uncontrollably. He quickly drank water to cover up his shock. It turned out to be a "bear job". Anyone who knows the history of World War II knows that the Japanese have conspired to assassinate him many times. Comrade Joseph, the leader of Soviet Russia, is most famous for his "Bear Work".
Zhou Sen knew about this "bear job", but he didn't know the specific time and personnel list of the assassination plan. Naturally, he couldn't associate it. In particular, he couldn't imagine that Anthony's father was related to such a "secret" mission.
This is simply...
Zhou Sen wanted to curse, but couldn't.
It is not difficult to understand that Father Anthony was born in Georgia, and Comrade Joseph was born in Georgia.
now it's right.
How could I be so stupid? I didn't think of such an important "action". If I had known earlier...
Damn it, why did Father Anthony get involved in such a mission? This is not putting a noose around his neck.
Even if this mission has nothing to do with him, if it is found out in the future, it will definitely implicate him. Zhou Sen feels that his future is gloomy.
"Failed, you mean my adoptive father, Anthony, can't come back?" Zhou Sen was stunned for a moment and asked.
Rozaevsky only reacted like this because Zhou Sen suddenly heard the news and found it hard to accept it for a while. He did not have any doubts: "Yes, the Japanese have informed us that Anthony was sacrificed and his body may not be there." Find a way to bring it back."
"Thank you for telling me this, Mr. Rozaevsky. In fact, I already know the circumstances of Father Anthony's death in the execution of the mission, but there are many details that I don't know yet, and they didn't tell me what exactly Father Anthony was going to perform. Mission, how did you sacrifice it, and where did you sacrifice it..." Zhou Sen's eyes turned red. After all, he raised the original body, so it is impossible not to have any feelings.
"Actually, we only have a cooperative relationship with the Japanese. The purpose is to overthrow the Soviet Russian regime, rescue the vast number of compatriots who were persecuted and suppressed by the Red Soviet Russia, and establish a unified and powerful Russian Empire. Your adoptive father Anthony and I have always been We are striving for great ideals and causes, and I hope you can join us!" Rozaevsky said with great excitement.
"But I am a Manchu and have no sense of belonging to Russia." Zhou Sen calmed down after getting excited and said very coldly.
Rozaevsky was choked.
Love Anthony Robin’s more than ten years of careful training, have all been fed to the dog? Rozaevsky was almost furious on the spot.
It's not that Zhou Sen is not grateful to Anthony's father, but no matter how grateful he is, he still insists on doing things he knows he can't do. Doesn't this mean he is forcing himself to die?
He suddenly remembered that the person in front of him was the big Russian traitor who later wrote a tearful letter to repent and express his loyalty. In the end, wasn't he sent to the guillotine with a paper of judgment?
How many people who betray their country and nation have a good end?
Going to die with you is only for a fool. Why not quickly find an opportunity to draw a clear line with these people and wait to be liquidated together in the future?
