The train driver in the courtyard

Li Aiguo and several others were having dinner on the second floor, and food was also served on the table on the first floor.

But compared with the second floor, the food on the first floor is much worse.

The staple food was large bread mixed with sawdust, and buckwheat rice was the main dish. But even such a rough meal was devoured by the researchers.

There were more or less bloody marks on their faces, their clothes were torn, and they ate while sucking and crying out in pain.

"Teacher, what are you going to do?" Fadeyev's situation was better than others. Only three people were interrogated in the morning, and it was not Fadeyev's turn yet.

Fadeev saw a researcher picking up a piece of black bread with trembling fingers that had missing nails, and then he looked at another researcher who had several missing teeth in his mouth, and his expression became even uglier.

"Teacher, this matter has nothing to do with us, so please don't tell us anything."

Professor Gilotti's face was blue and red. He scooped a mouthful of soup with a spoon and said, "Comrade Li Aiguo did not stop the research on computers. It was those people at the Moscow Computer Research Institute who really sabotaged the research."

"Teacher, why don't you understand yet? The facts are no longer important. If this continues, we will all be sent to Siberia." Fadeyev was anxious.

It will be his turn in the afternoon.

Professor Gilotti glanced at Fadeev and said nothing more. He silently twisted the black bread into small pieces and soaked it in the soup bowl.

He picked up the soup spoon and took a sip. It tasted pretty good, at least better than the bark on the battlefield.

Fadeev wanted to say something, but was scolded by the patrolling Cheka and had to sit back in dismay.

Semenov stood behind the railing on the second floor, looking at the researchers below with an expressionless face.

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Two days later, Li Aiguo stood in front of the window and looked at the hurried Cheka officers in the distance.

Some of the Cheka officers brought in several people, and some held thick stacks of information.

The only thing in common was that they all looked extremely anxious, and their trouser legs were twisted into knots when they walked.

After Semenov personally interrogated Li Aiguo once and did not get what he wanted, he did not interrogate him again.

They just locked Li Aiguo in the room and served him good food and drink.

Li Aiguo does not think that Semenov has given up.

On the contrary, he knew this kind of person too well and knew that he was definitely planning a big move.

An action that was enough to push him into an abyss of no return.

Li Aiguo repeatedly pondered all his actions after arriving in Moscow, making sure that no trace was left.

The only trouble is that if the weather station fails to receive a safety signal, it will most likely take action.

Li Aiguo felt a tightness in his heart when he thought of this. Could this be what Semenov was waiting for?
But now there are two fully armed Chekas guarding the door outside, and there are at least seven or eight sniper rifles in the dark outside.

Li Aiguo is now a bird locked in a cage.

As I was thinking, there was a knock on the door.

The ballet woman opened the door and walked in carrying a few aluminum lunch boxes.

Since the vodka incident, Li Aiguo and Andre are no longer allowed to dine in the public areas.

The ballerina said nothing as usual, just put the lunch box on the table and turned to leave.

"Is the wound on your hand better?" Li Aiguo asked casually as he opened the lunch box.

The ballerina subconsciously hid her gauze-wrapped fingers behind her back, whispered something back, then turned around and was about to leave.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened.

When the ballet dancer saw that it was Semenov who came in, she looked very flustered and lowered her head to leave.

Semenov said coldly: "Comrade Patriot is our most distinguished guest. Let me ask you a question. Are you deaf or dumb? Or do you want me to make you deaf or dumb?"

The ballerina was very afraid of Semenov. She shuddered, turned her stiff body around, and nodded at Li Aiguo: "Much better, nothing serious, sir, thank you for your concern."

After saying this, the ballerina did not dare to leave without Semenov's permission and could only stand there with her head down.

Semenov took out a cigarette from his pocket, handed one to Li Aiguo, and then lit one for himself.

“Patriotic comrade, how does this woman compare to the women over there?
I heard that the women in your place have smaller frames, or in your words, they are petite and delicate.

But the women here have fair skin and good figures, especially this woman, who is a ballet dancer and has a first-rate figure.”

Semenov kept talking a lot to himself.

Before Li Aiguo understood what Semenov meant, Semenov suddenly turned his head and looked at the ballerina: "Take off your clothes and let the distinguished guest compare them."

The ballerina's face instantly turned red.

She felt that she was not a person, but an object that could be manipulated at will.

Seeing that the ballerina was hesitant to take action, Semenov snorted coldly: "Have you forgotten about the farm?"

The ballerina's eyes became panicked. She gritted her teeth and slowly reached out to untie the belt around her waist. Her hands loosened and the snow-white belt fell to the ground.

"Comrade Patriot, as long as you tell me how you teamed up with Andre to stop computer research, I will give you this woman. How do you think?"

Semenov held a cigarette in his mouth, exhaled, pointed at the woman who was taking off her clothes, and said with a lewd look on his face: "Don't look at her as a married woman. The taste is almost the same as that of a young girl. The taste is wonderful. Especially since she likes to resist. You know, this kind of woman is interesting in bed."

The ballerina's tears slid down her smooth cheeks. Hearing this, her heart was filled with humiliation, but she had to take off her top.

"Enough!" Li Aiguo couldn't bear it anymore.

He stood up suddenly, picked up the lunch box, and threw it in Semenov's face.

The box of beef slid down Semenov's hair.

Semenov was not angry. He reached out and touched the vegetable residue on his head and shook his head. "Hey, young man, why don't you know what's good for you? I'm doing this for your own good. You don't know how much effort I put into getting this woman. You, you, I treat you as a friend. How could you do this?"

At this time, several Cheka heard the noise, rushed in, and pointed their pistols at Li Aiguo.

"Hahaha, interesting, really interesting." Semenov waved his hand to let the Chekas put away their guns, then turned around and left the house with his hands behind his back.

The house fell into silence in an instant.

The ballerina was half naked, her snow-white shoulders covered with goose bumps in the breeze.

She wanted to leave, but she didn't dare to leave. She knew very well that if she left now without receiving orders, she would be tortured even more.

She didn't even dare to move, because Semyonov didn't let her.

"Clean up the bed and the floor." Li Aiguo lit a cigarette and turned to look out the window. The little white flower outside the window had withered at some point.

After receiving the order, the ballerina hurriedly put on her clothes, cleaned the room with a broom, and brought in a clean quilt.

After a busy period, beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the ballerina.

It was obvious that the ballerina had never done housework. The changed bedding was crumpled into a ball and held against her chest with difficulty.

"Thank you, comrade."

This was the first time Li Aiguo heard a ballet dancer speak. Her voice was very pleasant, like a yellow bird on a branch.

"Is there any newspaper?" This time, Li Aiguo turned his head and looked at the ballet woman. Although she was still in a dishevel, she maintained at least some decency.

"Yes, there seem to be a few newspapers on the first floor of the villa." The ballet woman hesitated.

"Can you bring it up for me?"

The ballerina hesitated for a moment, did not answer, turned around and left the room.

The door was closed and Li Aiguo lit another cigarette.

"Keep monitoring and record everything you hear." In the next room, Semenov took off his headphones and instructed several Chekas in the room.

I saw something like a big speaker hanging upside down on the wall with wires connected to the speaker. Several Chekas wearing headphones nodded.

Berezhnaya handed a towel to Semenov: "Captain, you call this a self-torture tactic? However, if the Oriental man is indeed Xiao Meijiadit, he must have received strict training and will not be fooled."

"What do you, an old maid who has never been married, know? Men love to be heroes." Semyonov wiped the oil stains from his hair and said, "Especially when faced with a woman who is in hell and struggling, any man would be tempted."

"Including you?" Berezhnaya asked boldly.

Semenov looked at her and did not answer her. Instead, he changed the subject: "Send someone to keep an eye on Juno and see what newspaper she took. This is related to whether we can follow the clues and uncover the true identity of this little Meijiadite."

"Yes!" Berezhnaya saluted with her legs together and left.

Semenov sat there, squinting his eyes, lit a cigarette and smoked it lightly.

The Chekas nearby looked at each other and were all afraid.

The captain is really terrible. He is willing to send the woman he likes away in order to complete the task.

In the evening, the ballet woman came to deliver food as usual. Li Aiguo took the tray from her and felt a newspaper underneath.

"Thank you." Li Aiguo took the tray and said softly.

The ballerina turned and left without saying a word as usual, but this time she left with a look of gratitude.

Li Aiguo picked up the newspaper. It was the Russian Pravda. Most of the content was related to the Russian leader, and the rest was about what achievements had been made in various places and who had been commended.

The newspaper was boring, but Li Aiguo read it with great interest.

In an office on the second floor, the same newspaper was placed in front of Semenov.

He looked at this ordinary newspaper, puzzled.

Pravda is the most authoritative newspaper here and also the newspaper with the strictest censorship. It is impossible for the other party to use Pravda as a channel of communication.

"Besides newspapers, don't Orientals want anything else?"

Semenov looked down at the ballerina who was kneeling in front of him and massaging his legs.

The ballerina shuddered when Semenov's sinister gaze swept over her. A look of panic appeared on her fair face. "No, I only have the newspaper. I dare not lie."

It’s not that Semenov didn’t believe in ballet dancers, but he just liked to see confusion, fear and terror on that beautiful face.

At this moment, Semenov felt like a real master. He smoothed the ballerina's messy hair and said, "Okay, don't be afraid. I just called the farm, and the farm has sent a doctor. Your husband should have received the medicine now."

"Really? Thank you so much." The ballerina's dull eyes brightened.

"Don't be too happy too soon. From now on, you have to do what I say. If anything goes wrong, your husband will be..." Semenov didn't continue.

He knew that the unknown could bring the greatest fear.

Sure enough, the ballet woman was so scared that her face turned pale and she nodded repeatedly.

Looking at that frightened, beautiful face, Semenov's heart suddenly burned with anger.

Nothing gave him greater pleasure than destroying a beautiful flower.

He pinched the woman's chin, lifted her lips, opened her mouth, and revealed her yellowed teeth.

When the woman smelled the fishy odor, she subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when she thought of her husband, she could only close her eyes.

"Snapped!"

The woman received a slap on the face.

The slap was so powerful that the woman was thrown to the ground. She covered her face and looked at Semenov in surprise.

"Did I allow you to close your eyes?"

Semenov stood up suddenly, picked up the whip hanging on the wall, and whipped the woman hard.

After a few lashes of whipping, bloody marks appeared on the woman's face and body.

The woman was whipped but dared not say a word. She could only grit her teeth and persevere. The more injustice she endured here, the more chances her husband would have to survive on the farm.

Inside the house, the sounds of heavy breathing, the dull sound of the whip hitting flesh, and the persistent groans were intertwined together, creating a feeling of hell on earth.

A sudden knock on the door interrupted everything.

It was Berezhnaya who pushed the door open.

Berezhnaya seemed not to notice the woman lying on the ground and handed a telegram directly to Semenov.

"The department is urging us to investigate the case as soon as possible."

"Meeting starts now!"

Semenov took the telegram, glanced at it, and quickly left the office.

Berezhnaya left soon after, and the office door closed, leaving only the ballet.

Only then did the ballet burst into heart-wrenching tears.

"How is your investigation going?" In the conference room, Semenov's eyes swept across the faces of the Cheka team leaders.

A team leader raised his hand and reported: "We have investigated all of Li Aiguo's itinerary since his arrival. Apart from the visit to the Star City base, there is nothing suspicious about the rest."

"I am responsible for the Star City Base." The intention of Semenov's words was very clear, which was to tell these people not to worry about the Star City Base.

Another team leader reported: "We contacted the people stationed at Dongda, and they investigated Li Aiguo's situation and found nothing suspicious."

"The inspection at Tokyo University is also very strict. It's difficult to make a breakthrough there." Semenov gave his opinion.

The third team leader stood up and said, "There has been no progress in the investigation of those involved in Minsk. In particular, a major of the Minsk National Defense Force suddenly jumped off a building yesterday. This has put a lot of pressure on our investigation."

Because of the major's jump from the building, Semenov had to explain the situation personally to the department, and he was aware of the situation.

If the major was only investigating abuse of power for personal gain, he wouldn't have been so radical.

However, now that the case of Dieter is involved, the entire family might be implicated, and the major will definitely deny it.

The fourth team was responsible for questioning the detained researchers from the Minsk Institute.

“Those researchers really didn’t know Li Aiguo’s background, and Professor Gillotti, the only one who had spoken directly to Li Aiguo, remained silent.

We also used some tricks, but you know, Professor Gilotti is old, and he is also a well-known computer expert in the country. If something really goes wrong, there will inevitably be trouble. "

Several groups were not making any progress, and Semenov couldn't help feeling annoyed.

At this time, the team leader who spoke first raised his hand again: "Captain, since we have already determined that Li Aiguo is Xiaomei's Dieter, as long as we go through the procedures, he will confess. Why bother with so much trouble?"

Several team leaders turned their eyes to Semenov, and it was obvious that they also agreed with this opinion.

They believed that no one could pass the Ministry of Internal Affairs' "procedure".

Whether the confession obtained through the procedure is true or not is not important at all.

Semenov really wanted to lock Li Aiguo up in the Ministry of Internal Affairs' prison and use all kinds of tricks on him.

It’s just that this matter is too big, so big that there can be no mistakes.

Facing Commander Xie’s attack, Marshal Medal will definitely fight back.

Once the Marshal of the Order finds out that the people who testified against Andre have been severely tortured and no substantial evidence has been obtained, a catastrophe will be waiting for him.

It’s just that these things are not convenient to explain to this group of Chekas.

Semenov coughed twice and patted the table. "I don't care what method you use, you must find out as soon as possible that Li Aiguo is Xiao Meijiadite. Meeting adjourned!"

Li Aiguo has been living a very comfortable life these days, with good food and drink every day and newspapers to read.

In addition, his relationship with the ballerina became closer and closer. Sometimes, when the ballerina was tidying the room, she would chat with him about her things.

For example, the ballet dancer’s name is Juno. Her father is from Italy and her mother is Russian.

She is a dancer at the Moscow Golovkina Serf Theater and is good at performing "Swan Lake", "The Nutcracker" and "Giselle".

"Do you guys at Dongda like ballet?" When talking about ballet, Juno's eyes instantly lit up, the dullness in her body disappeared, and she seemed to come alive.

"Of course I like it. I once watched a ballet performance at the Beijing People's Theater. The troupe at that time came from your side." Li Aiguo said as he sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at the newspaper.

"That should be the Bolshoi Ballet. They are the most famous troupe. I tried to apply to join last year but was rejected."

Juno put down the towel and sat sideways on the bed. She had a good figure, and now her two long legs were put together in a strange posture. The tight dance costume made her buttocks look even more beautiful. Although the clothes were not revealing, there was a different kind of charm.

“Are they welcome in your place?”

“It was extremely popular, there was a long line of people lining up to buy tickets, and after the show the applause lasted for nearly ten minutes.”

Juno looked envious when she heard this: "It would be great if I could perform abroad, but that's impossible."

Seeing Juno's face darken, Li Aiguo asked with a little curiosity: "Comrade Juno, why are you here?"

Li Aiguo's question was very tactful, but Juno understood what he meant. She changed the position of her legs, covered her buttocks with the quilt, and whispered, "My husband made a serious mistake. You should understand."

After saying this, Juno looked obviously flustered. She squatted down and started to get busy. She no longer dared to look at Li Aiguo.

Li Aiguo looked at Juno who was kneeling on the ground cleaning the floor and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ever since Juno told her husband about her husband, their relationship has become closer.

Juno always took advantage of her time while working or delivering meals to talk about every little thing between her and her husband.

"He is a true intellectual and a poet who has written many poems. He is also very considerate. When we got married, my husband pawned his ancestral pocket watch so that I could have a satin evening gown."

"Do you miss him?" Li Aiguo asked while smoking.

"Yes, very much." A trace of sadness appeared on Juno's face, and she sighed, "But we may never meet again in this life. You know Semenov, he is a devil, a demon!"

When Semenov was mentioned, Juno became excited and his chest heaved.

Li Aiguo whispered, "If you can help me with something, maybe I can rescue your husband from the farm."

"No, no, unpatriotic comrade, I can't implicate you." Juno's face looked a little abnormal.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps coming from far away.

Juno quickly squatted on the ground again, picked up the towel and started working.

"Think about it."

This time it was the doctor who knocked on the door, and Li Aiguo whispered to Juno as he passed by.

Since being locked up in the villa, Semenov seemed to be particularly concerned about Li Aiguo's health and would send doctors to check on him regularly every day.

However, Li Aiguo felt that Semenov's purpose was to worry that he, an important witness, would die.

The summer in Minsk is still very cool. After only a few minutes of stripping off his clothes and being examined, Li Aiguo's body was covered with bulges.

He put on his clothes, picked up the watch on the cabinet, and his eyes fell on the hands, and he was slightly stunned.

But he reacted quickly, put on his watch as if nothing had happened, and walked to his desk.

At this time, the doctor had already filled out the form and advised: "Young man, you may have been under a lot of stress recently. Hemorrhoids have appeared in your anus. You need to relax."

"Thank you." After Li Aiguo thanked him in a serious manner, he prepared to return to his room under the escort of the Cheka.

He suddenly stopped and asked, "Is today's inspection time advanced?"

Faced with this simple question, the doctor was obviously a little flustered.

He first glanced at the two Chekas and said quickly, "It's like this. I still have to check the bodies of those people on the first floor, so I came a little early."

"Thank you for your hard work." Li Aiguo smiled, turned and left the house.

The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead, sighed, sat down and continued to check the medical records.

Back in the room, Li Aiguo leaned against the bed and went over what had happened that day in his mind.

He remembered that just as Juno rejected the deal, the doctor knocked on the door.

Is this really a coincidence? Li Aiguo turned his head and looked at the wall.

(End of this chapter)