red moscow

Chapter 2616

When Sokov heard Bakanidze's question, he immediately guessed that Asia's mother might have fainted after hearing the bad news. At this moment, he didn't know how to tell his father-in-law about Asia's news.

Seeing that Sokov was slow to speak, Bakanidze thought that if he still didn't understand that something serious had happened, he would be living a dog's life. He slowed down his tone and asked, "Misha, please tell me the truth, what happened? Just tell me, I can handle it!"

"Asia is in trouble." Sokov said in a hoarse voice, "She was in a car accident on her way back to the city from Khimki. She was seriously injured. After more than ten hours, although she is out of danger, she has not woken up yet."

"Child, where is the baby in her belly?" Bakanidze became anxious when he learned that his daughter had been in a car accident: "Is the baby safe?"

Sokov felt his nose getting sore. He suppressed his sadness and said in a calm tone, "The child was not saved!"

"Where are you? We'll rush over right away." After saying this, Bakanidze realized that he might have said something wrong, and quickly added, "Yes, we are calling from your home, you must be at home now. Why didn't you stay with Asiya in the hospital, but ran back home by yourself?"

"I can't do anything about it. The hospital doesn't allow family members to stay with patients, so they kicked me out." Sokov explained to Bakanidze, "But don't worry, the hospital has arranged four nurses to take care of Asia 24 hours a day. If you want to see Asia, you can come to my place first, and then we will go to the hospital to visit Asia during visiting hours."

"Okay, we'll get there as soon as possible."

Sokov put down the phone, feeling exhausted, and struggled to the sofa. He lay down on it and began to think quietly about everything that had happened from yesterday to today.

Perhaps Yakov's analysis is correct. Someone wants to deal with Zhukov, Malenkov, Khrushchev and others, but the strength of these three people cannot be touched by anyone. If you want to touch them, you must first eliminate their wings and make them weak, and then take action, then the chance of success will be greatly increased.

He had a general idea, but he couldn't figure out who was going to deal with Zhukov and others. Therefore, when he read about Soviet Russian history before, he basically read until the end of the Great Patriotic War. He remembered some major events, but he didn't know much about the rest.

He closed his eyes and dozed off, hoping to recover his strength before Asia's parents arrived. But just as he was dozing off, the phone rang again.

Sokov was awakened by the ringing. Although he was dissatisfied, he did not dare not answer the phone, fearing that he would miss the call related to Asiya: "I am Sokov, who are you?"

"Misha, hello, this is Eisenstein," the person on the other end of the line said, "It's great to finally be able to speak to you in person."

"Hello, Sergey." Sokov asked politely, "How are you doing recently?"

"Not very well. I was hospitalized for a while because of heart problems a few days ago." Eisenstein asked, "When did you return to Moscow? Why didn't you contact me?"

"I have been back to Moscow for more than half a month." Sokov explained, "But soon after I came back, I was transferred to the General Armament Department to carry out a special task there. I cannot contact the outside world, so I did not contact you in time. Please forgive me."

"So that's how it is. I understand." Eisenstein said sensibly, "Since you are busy with work, it is understandable that you can't get in touch with me. By the way, I called you about the casting of the movie "The Dawns Here Are Quiet" that is being prepared..."

"I've heard about this from Yasha and Asiya," Sokov said, "Sergey, I believe in your vision. Just arrange whoever you think is suitable for the role in the movie. You don't have to ask for my opinion on everything. Because I may disappear for a while due to a secret mission. If you can't make your own decision, it will affect the filming of the movie."

"I think the most important character in this film, besides Vaskov, is Lida." Eisenstein continued: "I think you should already know that I plan to use Comrade Serova to play Lida. Do you have any objection?"

"No, I don't have any opinion." Sokov looked up at the wall clock and thought to himself that if he could finish the call with Eisenstein as soon as possible, he could get some more sleep before Asia's parents arrived.

But what he didn't expect was that when Eisenstein talked about movies, he had countless topics to talk about. He didn't notice at all that Sokov, who was talking to him, just wanted to end the call as soon as possible, and answered his questions as concisely as the content of a telegram.

By the time Eisenstein realized that something was wrong with Sokov today, an hour had passed. He asked cautiously, "Misha, I think the tone of your voice is a little off today. Is there something wrong?"

"Yes," Sokov replied exhaustedly, "something did happen."

"Can you tell me what happened?" Eisenstein asked with concern.

"Axia had a car accident yesterday." Sokov's nose felt sore and he felt like tears were about to flow down his cheeks, but he still tried hard to control his emotions and said in a calm tone: "She was seriously injured. Although she is out of danger, she has not yet woken up. And the baby in her belly is gone..."

Sokov stopped talking here. He was worried that if he continued, his emotions might get out of control and he might even cry on the spot.

Eisenstein didn't expect that Sokov would talk about this. After a brief silence, he said cautiously: "Misha, this is really unfortunate news. I sincerely hope that Asiya can wake up soon. As long as she is fine, you can still have children in the future."

"Well, that's what I thought too."

Eisenstein realized that Sokov did not want to talk any more, so he said tactfully: "Misha, please accept my condolences. I will call you when I have time."

Sokov put down the phone and lay back on the sofa, wanting to go back to sleep. But even though his eyes were closed, he seemed extremely excited, with countless images flashing through his mind, making it difficult for him to tell whether he was dreaming or in reality.

The doorbell rang, and Sokov thought it was Asia's parents who had arrived. He got up to open the door, still thinking about how to comfort the two old people.

But when he opened the door, he saw Yakov standing at the door. "Misha, I just came over and found the light in your house was on. I guessed you had gone home, so I came up to check."

After Sokov let Yakov in, he said to him, "After I entered the hospital, I found that Asiya had not yet woken up. The nurse who was taking care of her said that they would take good care of Asiya and let me go home to rest. I wanted to stay with her, but the nurse told me that the hospital did not allow family members to stay with the patient, so I went home."

Yakov walked into the kitchen, picked up the kettle and started to boil water. At the same time, he said to Sokov, "Misha, I have asked the repair shop to tow your car away. It is New Year's Day now and most people are on vacation at home, so it will take at least a week for your car to be fully repaired."

"Without a car, what should I do to visit Asia?" Sokov said with a wry smile, "I can't always take a taxi, right?"

"Don't worry about the car. If you need a car, I can arrange one for you, even with a driver." After saying this, Yakov asked with concern, "Have you told Asiya's parents about her?"

"I've already said that they will be here soon and will be ready to go see Asiya with me tomorrow."

Yakov took out his car keys, put them on the table, and said to Sokov, "These are my car keys. You can use my car for the next two days. If you feel that you are not in good condition and are not suitable to drive, let me know and I will arrange a driver for you."

"There's no need for a driver. I think I can play the role of a driver."

The water in the kitchen boiled. Yakov made a cup of tea for himself and Sokov, and then asked, "Misha, have you ever thought about what we said outside?"

"Of course I have considered it." Sokov nodded and said, "You are right. Maybe someone wants to deal with Zhukov, Malenkov and Khrushchev, but considering their strong strength, there is no chance of winning if we attack them directly. So we start from their side, clip their wings first, and then launch a surprise attack when they are weak and unprepared. My case is just the beginning. If I am not mistaken, more people in Zhukov's faction will get into trouble in the coming days."

"The war is over, and the importance of soldiers is definitely not comparable to that during the war." Yakov expressed his opinion: "So it is not difficult to eradicate Marshal Zhukov's wings. Who do you think will be the next person to get into trouble?"

"I don't know." Sokov shook his head and said, "I can't guess, and I don't want to guess. Let everything take its course."

"Even if Asiya recovers, she will probably not be able to work for a long time." Yakov kindly reminded Sokov: "You have to be mentally prepared."

"Yes, I know that." Sokov nodded and said, "After a while, I may have to move to a nearby villa. By then, there will be more rooms in the house. Not only can I accommodate the guards sent by Marshal Zhukov, but also Asia's parents can live at home to take care of Asia."

"Misha, I've been thinking about something." Yakov lit a cigarette and said, "Don't you find it strange that the city housing authority suddenly contacted you?"

"Strange?" Sokov asked in confusion, "What's strange about it?"

"Don't forget, it's still the New Year period and all units are still on holiday. How could someone come to your house specifically to see you?"

Yakov's words made Sokov feel vaguely uneasy. He felt that Asiya's car accident might be related to the note on the door. He stood up, found the note, put it in front of Yakov, and asked, "Yasha, do you think there is something wrong with this note?"

Yakov picked up the note and read it, then nodded slowly: "I think it's a big problem."

"tell me the story."

"First of all, what I said only represents my personal opinion." Yakov issued a disclaimer before continuing, "This so-called housing management staff member came here to visit you, most likely to check whether you are at home. When he found out that you were not at home, he deliberately left this note because he knew that once you came home and saw the note, you would call them according to the phone number on the note. In this way, they can find out your whereabouts and take the next step accordingly."

Hearing this, Sokov raised his hand to stop Yakov from saying anything else. He wanted to think about this matter carefully to see if the other party's analysis was accurate. He walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, quickly analyzing what Yakov said in his mind.

After a long time, Sokov stopped and said to Yakov: "Yasha, I have this guess. In fact, someone has been monitoring Asiya since she returned home. Since they didn't see any trace of me, they sent someone to pretend to be someone from the city housing management department to look for me at home. Regardless of whether I am at home or not, he will feedback the information in time."

"Well, that's what I think." Yakov continued, "Think about it, those people don't want you to get involved in the dispute between them and Marshal Zhukov, so they plan to divert your attention by hurting Asia. And when you call them, they can confirm that you are not with Asia, so that they can implement their pre-made plan. Believe it or not, from now on, you will never be able to get through to this so-called city housing management department again."

"Really?" Although Sokov thought Yakov was right, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart. He walked to the phone, picked up the receiver, and dialed the number on the note. The call that he had easily dialed last time was answered with a dead tone. He hung up the phone and dialed again, but unfortunately, it was still a dead tone.

"How's it going, Misha?" Seeing Sokov holding the microphone in a daze, Yakov said to him: "My guess is correct, the number on the note can't be dialed."

"Well, the phone call is not going through."

"What are your plans next?"

"I will contact Marshal Zhukov as soon as possible and tell him about this." Sokov said, "If the villa assigned to me is just someone else's conspiracy, then when the guards sent by Marshal Zhukov arrive, I will have no place to accommodate them."

"Don't be anxious, Misha." But Yakov stopped him: "I think you should wait a little longer. When the New Year holiday is over, if you still can't get in touch with the city housing authority, it won't be too late to tell Marshal Zhukov about this. Anyway, he has more experience in dealing with this kind of thing than you. What do you think?"

"You're right, let's wait a little longer." Sokov agreed with Yakov's proposal: "Then I'll wait a few more days until the New Year holiday is over."