The train driver in the courtyard

Chapter 817 Semenov's New Mission
This story begins two days ago.

As usual, Semenov arranged the internal defense of the Star City base and drove to the home of one of his mistresses in Moscow.

Since joining the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Semenov has devoted all his energy to his work. His shady job has made him lose the opportunity to get married several times.

Semenov simply gave up the idea of ​​getting married and having children.

But men always have needs.

So Semenov had several mistresses.

There was no way. For a man of Semenov's status, it was too easy to win the hearts of ladies.

Take the woman he had a tryst with this time for example.

She is a dancer from a well-known Moscow troupe. She has a graceful figure and pretty face. She exudes a kind of arrogance that keeps people at a distance, just like a proud white swan.

A proud woman like this would never even look at a man like Semenov at a banquet.

Semenov only used some tricks.

He first investigated the ballet dancer's husband, who was a professor.

Cultural figures always think themselves to be aloof and like to say things that they shouldn't say.

Semenov wrote down what the professor said in a notebook, then invited the professor for tea and, using some tricks, made this proud white swan fall into his arms.

As for whether the ballerinas are really willing in their hearts, Semenov doesn't care.

In his eyes, this is just a byproduct of power.

The topic seems to have gone a bit off topic.

By the way, that day Semenov was "discussing" the professor's "crimes" with the ballet, immersed in his own "power game".

Suddenly, a rapid and violent knock on the door broke the silence in the house, and two uniformed figures broke in.

They stared at Semenov as he got dressed, and then politely but unquestioningly "invited" him to meet someone.

Semenov did not panic.

Because he knew that this kind of thing was normal for the Cheka, and no one would find fault with it.

However, what he never expected was.

After some twists and turns, he was brought to a place that he was extremely familiar with yet full of awe - the Ministry of Internal Affairs building.

Semenov had heard that there were several mysterious areas hidden under this building.

That is the core of the power core, and only a very small number of senior officials are qualified to enter.

And now, the other party actually chose this place as the meeting place.

Semenov vaguely guessed the other party's identity, and an inexplicable pressure came over him like a mountain.

He asked himself repeatedly, he was just an insignificant lieutenant colonel, and had never made any outstanding military achievements, so why did such a big shot want to see him?

The question lingered in his mind like a fog.

At this moment, Semenov's eyes, which usually flashed with a sinister light, were now filled with doubt and uneasiness, and he seemed a little at a loss.

At this moment, with a "creak", the door was slowly pushed open from the outside.

"The comrades in logistics have been slacking off. Tell them to check all the door hinges tomorrow."

A middle-aged man in a gray coat turned and gave instructions to the Cheka.

His tone was calm, as if he was admonishing his younger generation.

However, the faces of the Chekas who had just been tough on Semenov turned pale as paper when they heard the middle-aged man's words.

"You have to be more serious about your work and pay more attention in the future."

The middle-aged man gave a few casual instructions, closed the door and went into the room.

When Semenov saw the other person's appearance clearly, he was shocked. He stood up from his chair and saluted the other person: "Report to Commander Xie! Director of the Internal Affairs Department of the Star City Base, Semenov reports to you!"

At this moment, in Semenov's eyes, Commander Xie in front of him was like a towering mountain.

I am like a tiny ant, standing at the foot of a mountain.

I was excited to be able to get close to this "mountain", but I was also trembling with fear because of my own insignificance and fear of the unknown.

If Semenov could calm down and think about it at this moment.

You will find that your emotions at this moment are exactly the same as those of the ballerina when she learned that her husband was about to be sent to Siberia.

In fact, it’s no wonder that Semenov was so nervous.

The middle-aged man in front of him is the commander-in-chief of the KGB and also the person most trusted by the Corn Emperor.

In the Russian system, Commander Xie holds a crucial position and holds the power of life and death.

However, Commander Xie was much gentler than Semenov had expected.

He smiled and waved at Semenov: "Sit down, young comrade. We are all here to protect social order, regardless of our position."

After Semenov sat down carefully, Commander Xie took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him.

Upon seeing this, Semenov quickly took it with both hands, but because he was too nervous, he did not dare to light it.

Commander Xie didn't seem to care. He took out a lighter and lit the cigarette in his hand. Then he narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at Semenov for a long while.

Suddenly, Commander Xie spoke.

His first words were like a thunderclap, which instantly "startled" Semenov out of his chair.

"I'm going to assign you a very important mission!"

Recalling these words, Semenov sat in an office on the fifth floor of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, trying hard to recall Commander Xie's expression at that time.

But no matter how hard he racked his brains, he just couldn't remember it.

He felt extremely upset about his gaffe at that time.

If I could be calmer, perhaps I would be able to see through Commander Xie's true intentions.

Semenov took a deep puff of his cigarette, letting the spicy smoke linger in his lungs, and then began to analyze the entire mission carefully.

He knew very well that just knowing the content of the mission was far from enough. What was more important was to find out the reasons behind the mission and the people who might be involved.

It is precisely because he has always maintained this cautious and meticulous analytical habit.

It took him many years to survive safely in the ever-changing Ministry of Internal Affairs and get to where he is today.

After some in-depth thinking, Semenov discovered that the purpose of this mission was very clear - to investigate the details of the Oriental people who had visited the Star City base a week ago.

However, he keenly noticed that Commander Xie used the word "investigate" instead of "arrest" when conveying the mission.

Moreover, this investigation is not a formal official action.

In other words, if someone investigates the matter in the future, the Ministry of the Interior can simply deny it.

"Commander Xie's tone seemed to reveal a hint of fear. Even if an Oriental man was very capable, he wouldn't make the commander so cautious. What secret is hidden behind this?"

Semyonov muttered to himself.

"To investigate the Orientals, we have to investigate Andre. It is said that Andre is related to the Grand Marshal of the Order (who has not yet been promoted to the Grand Emperor of the Order), and now the Grand Marshal of the Order seems to have joined forces with some people to plot something bad, and seems to be preparing to harm the Korean Emperor."

"Could it be that the Corn Emperor has already realized the threat, so the commander wants to take this opportunity to take down the Medal Marshal in order to eliminate the threat?!"

As soon as Semenov expressed this idea, he was shocked.

He realized that this investigation mission had touched upon the struggle at the highest level.

Once you are involved in it, if you are not careful, it will trigger a huge storm, dragging yourself and countless others into an abyss of no return.

However, when the initial fear gradually subsided, Semenov's heart soon surged with an irrepressible excitement.

After all, although the commander did not say it explicitly, he highly praised his loyalty during the conversation.

This means that once he has done this, he will have an office in this Ministry of Internal Affairs building.

In addition, the commander also assigned all the most elite personnel in the Ministry of Internal Affairs to him.

This allowed him to order all departments to fully cooperate with his investigation in the name of captain of the Ministry of Internal Affairs' special operations team.

At this moment, Semenov felt as if he had transformed into a general with great power.

The feeling of being in control of everything intoxicated him.

"The taste of power is so wonderful!" Semenov sighed softly.

Then he picked up the phone on his desk and asked loudly into the receiver, "How's the call recording analysis going?"

After a while, a female comrade in uniform pushed open the door and walked in: "Captain, there are a total of twelve international calls from Andre Trading Company, most of which were made to Eastern and Western Europe, discussing business matters."

The female comrade is a fifth-level investigator of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, her name is Berezhnaya, and she is an excellent intelligence analyst.

Semyonov leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the tabletop, and said impatiently, "Get to the point!"

"There was a call to a supply and marketing cooperative in Beijing. You may know that the telephone lines in Dongda are not as developed as ours."

After Berezhnaya finished her explanation, she played the recording of the call again.

After listening to this, Semenov narrowed his eyes.

"I couldn't hear anything wrong on the phone, but for some reason, it felt a little weird."

He said to himself, then looked at Berezhnaya and said seriously: "Never doubt, never rest!"

"Never doubt, never rest!" Berezhnaya responded firmly, saluted again, turned and left the office.

Semenov sat in his office, playing the recorded call over and over again.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard outside.

A team member ran in with documents.

"Captain, there is news from Minsk that twelve researchers from the Minsk R&D and Upgrade Special Design Bureau will join the Andre Trading Company!"

"What?!" Semenov stood up immediately: "Let's go to Minsk."

The next day.

A military transport plane landed at a military airport near Minsk.

The passengers on the transport plane boarded several GAZ jeeps and drove all the way to a small villa. "Captain, when do we start the operation?" a team member asked.

"You go to the research institute to investigate first. I want to take a rest." Semenov turned around and went to the second floor of the villa.

The team members looked at each other, then turned around and left silently.

Only the intelligence analyst named Berezhnaya took a deep look at Semenov's back.

At this time, Semenov had already pushed open the door of the room.

The ballerina was sitting at her desk writing a letter to her professor far away in Siberia.

The ballerina heard the noise, stood up and saw that it was Semyono, and quickly stood up to ask about the news from Siberia.

She sent countless letters, but never received a reply.

Otherwise, the ballerina would not have given up her performance at the opera house and accompanied Semenov to Minsk.

Semenov exhaled a puff of cigarette and said, "I just called the farm. Sholokhov has lost a lot of weight and is injured. No wonder. The people in the farm are all murderers. He is an intellectual. Sigh."

Semenov observed the expression of the ballerina and sighed deliberately.

The ballerina got anxious and stood up. "What should we do? His health has not been very good."

"Don't be anxious. Look at you." Semenov also stood up and put his hand on the woman's round shoulder: "Wait until I finish speaking."

The ballerina's body stiffened and she slowly sat down on the bed.

After the ballerina sat down, Semenov's hand did not leave her shoulder, but caressed her wantonly: "The farm leader is an old subordinate of mine. I talked to him and asked him to move Sholokhov to another group and not let him do heavy work. After much persuasion, he finally gave me face."

The rough big hand made the ballet girl feel disgusted. She subconsciously wanted to move away, but when she heard these words, she dared not move.

"Thank you so much, you helped me so much."

"Yes, I have helped you so much." Semenov held the ballerina's shoulders and touched her face, while his other free hand reached out to
"No, I'm not feeling well today, please spare me." The ballerina quickly stood up and pushed away Semenov's hand.

"Hehe, you just said that I helped you so much. How are you going to thank me?" Semenov seemed to enjoy the stubbornness of the ballet woman. He sat down on the bed, crossed his legs, and laughed sinisterly.

"You" The ballerina didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet."

Semenov suddenly grabbed the ballerina's arm and said, "If you are not satisfied, Sholokhov can change to another group. My subordinates told me that the fifth group is full of abnormal men. Well, those men only like men, you know. Hehehehe."

Semenov smiled lewdly.

Hearing this, the ballerina who was about to resist stopped.

"You despicable villain." The ballerina cursed.

"Hahaha, I am a despicable villain, what can you do to me?" Semenov smiled smugly: "Let me tell you straight, Sholokhov's life is in my hands."

Semenov stood up and said sternly: "Get down on your knees now!"

The ballerina wiped her tears and shook her head.

"Okay, you have character. I like proud women like you."

Semenov stood up, walked to the desk and dialed the phone.

"Hey, put me through to Siberian Spark Farm."

Pfft!
The ballerina knelt on the ground, covered her face with her hands, and burst into tears.

Semenov felt proud as he looked at the ballerina kneeling and crying in front of him.

Once upon a time, he was the youngest son of a noble family, living in a beautiful manor with maids serving him.

Unfortunately, all this changed because of the coming of a big storm. The manor was burned to ashes, and his parents and brothers either joined the white team and died on the battlefield, or fled to the west.

Semenov was still young, and under the protection of an old slave, he transformed himself into a serf's son.

After so many years of hard work, I finally found my footing again.

Semenov thought of something funny: "How about this, you will be my maid from now on, and call me noble master, what do you think?"

The ballerina said nothing and let Semenov walk up to her.

"Okay, it's settled. Come on, call out and let me hear you." Seeing that the ballerina didn't say anything, Semenov frowned. "After you call out, we will be a family. You are Sholokhov's wife, and Sholokhov will become my serf. I will protect him."

Under the pressure of her husband, the ballerina had to give in, and the "noble master" started to cry again.

"Good boy, you are such a good baby. The master will love you." Semenov untied the knot.

Semenov had a habit of trying to boost his morale before every major battle.

The Minsk operation was the largest operation he had ever encountered in his life, which was why he spent so much energy and brought the ballet woman with him.

In a trance, Semenov felt that he had reached the peak of his life.

The feeling was so wonderful, his mind was empty and everything in the world was at his feet.

He pushed the woman away with disgust, changed into a new uniform and left the room.

The ballerina lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, tears sliding down her smooth cheeks.

"Berezhnaya, let's go to the Science and Technology Committee! Catch those parasites." Semenov pulled out a pistol from his waist and loaded it.

Berezhnaya was just an intelligence analyst, but Semenov entrusted her with the important task of deputy team leader.

The reason was simple. Semenov had investigated this old girl who had worked in the Ministry of Internal Affairs for seven or eight years.

She had no roots or background and could only do the most tiring work in the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Semenov will be her only support.

Facts also proved Semenov's vision. Berezhnaya worked very hard and arranged everything very well.

The girl who used to be timid and submissive when meeting people has now transformed into the decisive and ruthless deputy leader of the action team.

"Power is indeed the most fascinating thing in the world."

Berezhnaya nodded at Semenov, turned around and organized seven or eight team members.

Two GAZ jeeps roared away from the villa.

It was dusk now.

The setting sun painted the entire sky blood red.

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"The Ministry of Internal Affairs sent people to Minsk to investigate?" When Li Aiguo learned the news, he couldn't help but frowned and stared at Andrei.

How did Andre know such confidential information?
"You know, I have a lot of friends in the Ministry of Internal Affairs." Andre felt that it was time to show his strength and handed a document to Li Aiguo.

The document stated the date of departure of the special operations team. When Li Aiguo saw that the captain was Semenov, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Aiguo, don't worry. I have already informed my friends in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. In a few days, the special operations team will be transferred back."

Andre didn't seem to take the special operations team seriously.

The reason he told Li Aiguo about this was simply to fulfill his responsibility as an ally.

Li Aiguo smelled an unusual smell.

This is so weird.

First of all, the Minsk Institute is just a small local institute.

Even if Li Aiguo did not do anything, it would take at least seven or eight years for Moscow to notice him.

Now the Ministry of Internal Affairs has even selected capable personnel to investigate the affairs of the research institute.

In addition, the Ministry of Internal Affairs transferred Semenov from the Star City base to the special operations team.

You have to know that the Star City Base was the most important confidential unit of the Russians during those years.

Secondly, the information Andre obtained was too detailed.

From the composition of the special operations team, to the departure date of the team, and even the team's destination in Minsk, everything was recorded clearly.

It seemed as if this information was deliberately leaked by the leader of the Ministry of Internal Affairs who was in charge of the investigation.

The other party gave Li Aiguo the feeling that they wanted to conduct an investigation, but also wanted the person being investigated to know that he was being investigated.

What is their purpose?

At this time, the manager of Andrei Trading Minsk branch knocked on the door, interrupting Li Aiguo's thoughts.

"The Minsk Science and Technology Committee has accepted our offer. The equipment in the institute will be sold to our Andrei Trading Company at the price of scrap."

“The price of scrap”

"Of course, the total cost will definitely be higher. As you know, in addition to the money for purchasing the waste, we have to pay a large sum of extra money to the relevant personnel." Manager Valeria was worried that Li Aiguo would misunderstand, so she hurried to explain.

The Minsk branch is in charge of Andrei, but Li Aiguo doesn't care about it.

"Where are the researchers?"

"We have offered twice the salary. With the cooperation of Gilotti, a total of twelve researchers have applied to join Andre Trading Company. One of them is particularly active and he wants to meet you."

As Valeria spoke, she handed a list to Li Aiguo.

"The man's name is Fadeev."

"Fadeev? This guy is quite sensible and patriotic. These researchers will need someone to keep an eye on them in the future. I think he should be the one."

Andre commented while smoking a cigar.

It was because Fadeev accepted Andrei's check and leaked a lot of inside information about the institute that Andrei's actions in Moscow were so smooth.

This was beyond Andre's expectations.

Li Aiguo simply said, "Let's meet first and talk later," then left the office and returned to his room.

Li Aiguo entered the room, closed the door, and sat down at the desk.

He looked at the phone, hesitated for a long time, and finally did not pick up the phone.

"This matter is a bit strange. Before we figure it out, we should not let the comrades from the weather station get involved."

Li Aiguo stood up and walked to the window. Everything outside was immersed in darkness.

(End of this chapter)