Walter was a very trustworthy person. The next night, when Zhou Sen came to Helen's Bar again, he handed Zhou Sen the Tokarev pistol and bullets he had prepared.
Zhou Sen also happily paid Walter $1,100.
Zhou Sen checked each gun and found that it was in good condition. The officers' guns were all taken care of, and they were 80% or 90% new.
It is also equipped with a holster, but the gun number on the gun has been worn off, obviously not wanting people to know the origin and provenance of these guns.
Without the gun number, it would be impossible to investigate.
It's just that the technique is a bit rough, but it doesn't affect its use. Zhou Sen didn't buy it with the intention of collecting it, so it's best not to use it.
The five guns weighed seven to eight kilograms, and including the bullets, they weighed almost thirty kilograms. It was quite heavy to carry in the hand.
It definitely won’t work if you carry it with you.
Zhou Sen planned to hide them in the purchased medicinal materials and medical equipment and transport them directly through consignment.
This is a loophole. If you can exploit it, why not?
“Happy to work with!”
"Don't come to me again next time. I ran away all day just to get this batch of things from you." Walter said, "How much do I earn from you for this order?"
Zhou Sen smiled, and he would still come looking for her when it was time to look for her.
…
Watching the medicinal herbs and purchased medical equipment being transported onto the train, Zhou Sen and Anna breathed a sigh of relief and got on the train.
"I'll get off the bus at Ussuriysk in a moment. You can follow the car back first." After getting in the car, Zhou Sen told Anna.
"And you?"
"Have you forgotten that I still have someone to meet in Ussuriysk?" Zhou Sen said.
"Then I can stay with you and meet that Strahov together?" Anna disagreed.
"Have you forgotten what is hidden in our goods? As soon as the things arrive at the station, they must be taken away immediately. If you stay in the station warehouse for one more minute, you will be in danger of being discovered."
"Can you tell Krasnov to pick up the goods at the station?"
"No, we went back with the car. Do you want people to know that we didn't go back to Khabarovsk with the car?"
"Then why don't you still..."
"I've calculated that it only takes two hours at most for me to get off the bus to see Strahov. In two hours, there will be a bus to Khabarovsk. I will go back two hours later than you. " Zhou Sen explained.
"Okay, I listen to you." Anna nodded. There really isn't much that can be done in two hours. Besides, what Zhou Sen said makes sense. There is something hidden in their goods. If you stay at the station for one more minute, there will be something. minute risk.
Anna is gone, which makes it easier for him to do things.
…
"The train ahead has arrived at Voroshilov station. Passengers who want to get off, please prepare to get off..."
A few hours later, the train slowly pulled into Voroshilov Station, and the on-board announcement began to remind passengers who were about to get off to prepare to get off.
Zhou Sen changed a set of clothes in the bathroom of the car, changed his image a little, and then got off the car through another door with the people getting off the car.
According to the address and time written on the missing person notice in advance, Zhou Sen found a seat in a Russian tea shop near the station, ordered a cup of coffee, and quietly waited for Strahov to arrive.
There was less than five minutes left before the agreed time.
The train is still very punctual. If it is a little late, we will have to wait until this time tomorrow.
After drinking less than half of his coffee, Zhou Sen raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was almost the appointed time.
Just when Zhou Sen lowered his head to pick up the coffee and was about to take another sip, he suddenly smelled a familiar smell on his nose.
Not Anna.
He tilted his head slightly in shock. Someone he had never expected appeared in front of him, and she walked towards where he was.
"Sir, can we share the table?" Natasha was wearing a tight-fitting professional suit. Although she wore light makeup, her delicate face and porcelain complexion did not require any cosmetics at all and were naturally sculpted.
"Sorry, I'm waiting for my friend." Zhou Sen didn't know why Natasha appeared in Voroshilov, and at this time, in this tea shop.
This is definitely not a coincidence. The hair on Zhou Sen's back stood up instantly. If he hadn't changed his image now, he would have rushed out almost immediately.
But as soon as he runs away, everything is over.
"Is your friend's name called Strahov?" Natasha sat down directly.
"No, miss, you are mistaken." Zhou Sen denied it directly. Only a fool would admit it. After saying that, he put a ruble under the cup, got up and walked out.
How would Natasha know the name on Anthony's father's roster, unless the other party had already been exposed and confessed the contact method.
But how was he exposed?
"The door has been surrounded by people from the fifth place. As long as you walk out of this door, I'm afraid you will never have the chance to breathe free air." Natasha said.
Zhou Sen's kick was immediately taken back.
He wouldn't do anything like beating a stone with an egg.
The fifth branch Natasha mentioned was the fifth branch of the Far East Border Guard Command. This organization was one of the two external intelligence systems of Soviet Russia in the Far East. The other was the Intelligence Department of the Soviet Far East Military District.
There are external ones, and naturally there are also internal ones. The internal ones are the Internal Affairs Bureau. The Internal Affairs Bureau is responsible for espionage prevention and counter-espionage, while the fifth branch is mainly responsible for the dispatch of external intelligence personnel...
Maratov and Front had already told them this during the special training.
The location of this fifth agency is in Voroshilov. If Natasha is not threatening him, it is probably true.
Of course, he didn't dare to gamble.
Once he loses the bet, he becomes a prisoner in an instant. Moreover, he is covered in hair and cannot explain clearly. What is waiting for him is most likely a "shooting" order.
calm down!
From Natasha's tone, it seemed that the situation was not as bad as he imagined.
"Miss, what do you want? I don't know you, why are you doing this?" Zhou Sen asked.
"Do you know that the fifth place is still an ordinary person?" Natasha waved to the waiter and elegantly ordered a cup of coffee.
"Okay, what do you want?"
"We know that you are doing things for the Japanese, but you are not Japanese. Why do you risk your life to do such a thing?" Natasha asked.
"Miss, I don't know what you are talking about. When did I do things for the Japanese?" Zhou Sen denied it.
How could he easily admit himself when the identity of the other party was not clear? Wouldn't that be too stupid?
Once you admit it and the other party turns around and refuses to admit it, you will be the unlucky one.
"I know you have concerns and won't admit it easily. Why don't you tell me about the woman who made the phone call in Room 302 of the Bingcheng Madier Hotel at 8:40 pm on February 16 this year?" Natasha smiled slightly.
"I don't know, I'm a regular Chinese-American."
"Admit yourself, Mr. Steven Zhou?" Natasha said, "Your makeup skills are really amazing. You must have received professional training, and many of them are ours."
"Miss Natasha, if you think there is something wrong with me, you can help me take her away for investigation and interrogation, but I request to call the U.S. Consulate General in Vladivostok." Zhou Sen also named the other party.
"Haha, can your Chinese-American identity stand up to inspection?"
"Miss Natasha, you are slandering me."
"I know you have doubts about my identity and don't trust me, but there is one person you must have met." Natasha clapped her hands.
A man in a suit pushed open the door and walked in. He walked straight up to Zhou Sen, took off his hat, and revealed a face that shocked Zhou Sen.
Sisolov, Commercial Secretary of the Consulate General of the Soviet Union in Ice City.
"Mr. Wasim, do you still remember the note that was stuffed into my pocket at Miss Su's engagement party?" Sisolov said politely.
He could believe that Sisolov could not be a spy. If so, the note could not have been known to Salman.
There will be no subsequent attempts to contact.
Of course, what he did was very secretive. There were so many guests that night. If Sisolov knew it was him, then if he was a spy, he would have been exposed long ago. Shibuya Saburo would still protect himself in this way. Logically speaking, Doesn’t make sense.
If Saburo Shibuya wanted to cut off any contact with the outside world, he should have noticed it long ago. Before his special training, his activities in the ice city were not restricted on the surface. Of course, secretly, he was also very careful.
Zhou Sen looked at Sisonov and then at Natasha. For a moment, it was really difficult to decide whether to trust the other party.
But think about it from another angle, if the Japanese can even instigate Natasha and Sisonov to rebel, then they have access to far more intelligence than themselves, so why bother to send themselves over and bury Anthony's father? What about the people below who activate it?
The reason why these people have not been exposed is that except that they are in a deep sleep state, they rarely transmit intelligence information to the outside world.
In addition, most of their identities are ordinary people, far away from the core of secrets. Even if someone has access to the secrets, it is only a very small number of people.
For example, the Strakhov he wanted to meet worked at the Voroshilov Police Station as the deputy chief, and was considered a proper middle-level cadre locally.
The social circle of such people must be different, and the sources of information are also different. Voroshilov is also the seat of the Far East Border Guard Headquarters...
Shibuya Saburo pressed hard, he had to take action, otherwise Anna would definitely doubt herself.
Sisonov has even called out his name. It is useless for him to deny it. When the time comes, he will really be thrown into the prison of the Far East Intelligence Agency.
"Okay, even if I did all this, what do you want?" Zhou Sen asked.
"We know that you can't help yourself with many things and are not willing to do things for the Japanese." Natasha said, "If you don't agree to do it for the Japanese, they will attack the people around you. This is your Unbearable, right?”
Zhou Sen didn't answer, which was considered acquiescence.
"Do you know 'Leo'?" Natasha asked another question.
Zhou Sen nodded.
"'Leo' is not a person, but an organization, an intelligence group lurking in Ice City. Its existence can be traced back many years ago. It was established to understand and master the White Russian restoration organization in Manchuria. , and the subsequent mission was to collect intelligence against the Japanese Kwantung Army. In fact, we have known about your adoptive father's 'Trojan' plan for a long time, but this plan only sent people to lurk and had no real harm, so we took no action. We also need to arrange for people to conduct reverse infiltration, so this plan has been going relatively smoothly..."
The tea shop has basically been cleared out, leaving only Zhou Sen and Natasha. Only they know their current conversation.
