The train driver in the courtyard

Name: Meng Hong

Age: 38 years old

Origin: Landlord

Because of his poor family background, Meng Hong was unable to work in a factory.

However, because he had studied in a private school for many years and could read and write, the street tried to arrange for him to work as a temporary worker in a supply and marketing cooperative, grain station, and kerosene store several times, but he refused.

But he became the top worker in the park.

After hearing Lao Mao's introduction, Li Aiguo interrupted and asked, "What is the top shift?"

As Lao Mao was flipping through Meng Hong's information, he said, "The cleaner in the park is a temporary worker who gets paid 10 yuan a month. This temporary worker asked Meng Hong to do his job, and he pays him 3 yuan a month."

My goodness, there are already similar operations these days. Li Aiguo complained in his heart.

The old cat continued, "Meng Hong is the top shift officer, so he is not recorded in the park's files. No wonder we have not been able to find him despite our many investigations."

After Li Aiguo got the code name "train driver" from the Russians, the Russians also provided him with a corresponding liaison officer.

The Meteorological Bureau will naturally have to find this liaison officer and keep him under control. Perhaps they can follow the clues and catch a few more rats.

But Meng Hong was too cunning and left no trace at all.

This is also one of the reasons why Li Aiguo implemented the medal-winning plan.

Because they still had to rely on Meng Hong to implement the next plan, he could not be touched for the time being. Lao Mao then arranged for comprehensive surveillance of Meng Hong and ordered the radio detection vehicle to return to the Meteorological Bureau.

It was already past ten in the evening when Li Aiguo returned to the courtyard.

Xiao Hongsheng fell asleep. Chen Xueru warmed the bed and when she saw Li Aiguo coming in, she pulled open the quilt.

"Brother Aiguo, come here, let me warm you up."

Li Aiguo took off his clothes and got into bed, holding the hot body in his arms.

What is the purpose of birth and death?
Isn't it for the sake of my wife and children to live a peaceful life?

The night was quiet.

Just when Li Aiguo was enjoying the good times with his wife and children.

In the liaison office on the third underground floor of the Ministry of Internal Affairs in Moscow.

As the sound of beeping and dabbing sounded, the telegraph operator quickly translated the message.

When the translator saw the code on the telegram, his face changed slightly. He immediately stood up and walked to the door of an office at the end of the corridor with the telegram.

He straightened his uniform, took a deep breath, and then knocked on the door.

"Report to the team leader, the train driver called!"

Facing the woman in the woolen coat behind the desk, the telegraph operator was respectful and awed.

Berezhnaya was originally only a marginal figure in the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

For some reason, after a field mission, he was quickly appreciated by Commander Xie and became one of the five team leaders of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Of course, there were rumors within the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

It is said that during the field mission in Minsk, Berezhnaya personally shot and killed the previous team leader.

Instead of making people dislike Berezhnaya, this rumor added a lot of prestige to her.

Different from the kings, princes, generals and ministers we believe in, Lady Sila has a bit of a masochistic physique.

As described in Quiet Flows the Don, officers of the old Tsarist Russia had to wear decent uniforms with gold-embroidered badges on their shoulders, drink wine and eat meat in luxurious tents, order soldiers around and whip them for no reason.

Only in this way will the soldiers think you are a reliable and good leader and will follow you wholeheartedly.

Any officer who cares about and sympathizes with his soldiers will be privately considered a wimp.

When we get to the battlefield, shoot him in the back, and then ask your superiors to replace him with a tough guy.

In the past few years, because of the common ideals, the masochistic constitution has improved greatly, but in recent years, with the disillusionment of the ideals, the old Russians have become even more masochistic.

In this situation, Berezhnaya just frowned and the telegraph operator was excited.

He handed the message over with both hands: "Report, this is a message from the train driver in the East."

Hearing this, Berezhnaya's face changed slightly. She coughed lightly and waved her hand: "Get out!"

"Yes!" After being whipped again, the telegraph operator left with excitement, and did not forget to salute Berezhnaya before leaving.

The office door closes.

Berezhnaya could no longer hold back and picked up the telegram anxiously.

There had been no news of the train driver since he returned home. Whenever Berezhnaya thought about it, the scene of the train driver shooting always appeared in front of her.

That posture is so manly.

Berezhnaya shook her head, cleared the figure from her mind, and picked up the telegram.

Just one look and her expression suddenly changed.

"Where did the train driver get this information?"

"Something big is going to happen!"

Berezhnaya's heart tightened, and she quickly picked up the phone on the table and shook it: "Please help me connect to Commander Xie."

The Ministry of Internal Affairs itself is a place with a tense atmosphere. The flickering lights in the corridors late at night add a sense of horror to the place.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.

Berezhnaya took a deep breath and, under the gaze of the sentries, came to the large office on the fifth floor of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Unlike ordinary offices, the door of this office is made of golden nanmu and inlaid with colorful gems. It is unknown which palace the door was taken from.

Berezhnaya was never in the mood to appreciate these things. She walked up to the guard and said, "I'm here to see Commander Xie."

The guard gestured for him to wait, turned around, opened the door and entered the office.

Berezhnaya secretly looked around and found that there were at least five sniper rifles aiming at him.

Since the trip to Minsk, the atmosphere in the Ministry of Internal Affairs has been completely different, and Commander Xie has also strengthened defense work. What exactly happened?
Berezhnaya thought about it for a moment and then gave up. This was not something a small person of her level could care about.

After a while.

The guard came out and pushed open the heavy door.

Berezhnaya took a deep breath and walked slowly into the office.

This place is more like a palace than an office.

Berezhnaya's eyes swept across the luxurious facilities and she frowned slightly, but she quickly adjusted her facial expression.

She walked quickly to the luxurious wooden table and placed the telegram on the table with both hands.

"You're still working so late, Berezhnaya. You've worked hard. Come, have a drink."

Commander Xie's face was slightly red, he must have drunk a lot, he picked up the bottle and poured a glass and handed it to him.

“This is good wine that has just been shipped from a winery in France.”

Berezhnaya straightened her chest and said, "Commander-in-chief, I have work to do. Please forgive me." Berezhnaya's attitude made Commander Xie slightly stunned, but he soon smiled and shook his head: "I forgot that Comrade Berezhnaya is a workaholic."

"Report to the commander-in-chief, the train driver called."

"The train driver?"

Commander Xie put down his wine glass, straightened his collar, and picked up the telegram.

The originally disapproving attitude suddenly disappeared, and Commander Xie's face became serious.

"The train driver got the news from Langley. The news that the Losenbergs got from Xiaomei's family was fake news that Xiaomei's family deliberately released."

Commander Xie’s expression became increasingly ugly, and the veins on his neck throbbed.

Berezhnaya understood why Commander Xie was angry.

The Losenbergs were a masterpiece of the Ministry of the Interior. Commander Xie was once commended by the Grand Commander for humiliating Langley in the Losenberg incident.

If this was indeed a poison bait thrown by Langley, then the Department of the Interior had lost all face.

After a long time, Commander Xie placed the telegram on the table, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all: "Comrade Berezhnaya, what do you think?"

Berezhnaya said in a serious tone: "In the telegram, the train driver pointed out that the number of tiles provided by Xiaomei's family was forged.

However, he was unable to verify the authenticity of the other news for the time being.

Therefore, we should start with the number of tiles, verify the authenticity of the news, and make preparations accordingly."

Her meaning was very clear: the information provided by the Losenbergs would soon be used in the military. Once the military personnel discovered the clues, the Ministry of the Interior would be put on the defensive.

Commander Xie narrowed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers on the table, making a clacking sound.

It was a full ten minutes later that he opened his eyes, and his entire aura changed from that of an alcoholic old man to that of a decisive and murderous Cheka leader.

"First, you must immediately verify the train driver's situation and determine his source of information. If necessary, you can use our covert contacts in Langley."

"Second, I will go to Semipalatinsk myself. Ask those math guys to do some calculations."

Semipalatinsk is the Russians’ mushroom growing base, but you can’t find this place on the map.

More importantly, this base is entirely under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

To a certain extent, Commander Xie, the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, was the one who was truly in charge of the Russians' mushroom-growing business.

This is also the real reason why Li Aiguo dared to use the "number of tiles" to mix poison bait.

"Yes!" Berezhnaya knew that Commander Xie's two decisions were the wisest.

She turned around, left the luxurious palace, returned to her simple office, and started working.

The incandescent lamp on the roof made a crackling sound in the quiet night.

three days later.

News came from Langley that the mole had found a list of moles to be sent to the University of the East in Langley's archives.

The list confirmed a man named "Zhao Laoshuan" who had been sent to the mainland by Langley, which was exactly the same identity as stated by the train driver in the telegram.

The file information of "Zhao Laoshuan" is top secret, which means that his level is not low and he may have access to information related to the Losenbergs.

Berezhnaya did not believe the contents of the telegram, but instead ordered Langley to continue looking for more archival materials, preferably to find a photo of "Zhao Laoshuan".

However, the reply from Langley shattered Berezhnaya's hopes.

Most of the files on "Zhao Laoshuan" mysteriously disappeared, and no traces could be found in the file extraction records.

All readers who have worked in a confidential department know that archives are the most important part of a confidential department.

A top-secret archive room like Langley's must have extremely tight security. Just entering requires going through several checks and being searched when entering and leaving.

Logically speaking, it is absolutely impossible for files to be lost.

But that's what happened.

After much thought, Berezhnaya found only one possibility: the rank of this "Zhao Laoshuan" was too high, and the file was kept in a more secret place.

Of course, readers who have been working on classified materials for many years must have guessed that Berezhnaya’s guess was completely wrong.

I also guessed who destroyed the file of "Zhao Laoshuan".

In a word, in a word (four extra words, crossed out)

Berezhnaya has now confirmed that the train driver is the "Zhao Laoshuan" photographed by Langley at Dongda University, and this Zhao Laoshuan's identity is very special.

This means that the information provided by Li Aiguo is likely to be true.

However, Berezhnaya did not proceed to the next step of work. She had to wait for Commander Xie to return from the Semipalatinsk base.

Two days later, Commander Xie returned to Moscow on a special plane of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

As soon as he entered the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he notified Berezhnaya and two other confidants to hold a meeting.

Inside the "palace", Commander Xie's face was as black as ink.

"According to the calculations of the nerds at the Semipalatinsk base, the number of tiles in the mushroom is indeed 32, not the 36 tiles provided by the Losenbergs."

"In order to prevent errors in the calculation results, I deliberately asked them to check it twice."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces turned grim.

They felt as if they had been slapped hard in the face by Langley.

"Damn Langley, he's so cunning."

"This is their trap. They actually pretended to be innocent after biting us so hard."

"Shameless, scoundrel!"

You know, because of the incident with the Losenbergs, the Russians were very passive in the international family.

The palace was suddenly filled with anger.

At this time, Berezhnaya suddenly raised her hand and said, "Thank you, Commander. The number of tiles is secondary. After all, it has nothing to do with us. But the other technologies provided by the Losenbergs may also have problems. This is the most troublesome part."

The palace suddenly became quiet.

Everyone's eyes turned to Commander Xie.

Commander Xie lit a cigar and thought for a moment: "We can't be sure that the remaining technology also has problems."

The implication is: he is still unwilling to give up the credit he has already obtained.

Especially now that he has reached an agreement with Marshal Medal and attracted the attention of the Corn Emperor, he cannot make any mistakes at this time.

At this time, someone suggested: "I think we should ask the train driver to come to Moscow and let him personally identify the remaining technical information."

"I agree that we can't give up that technical information."

Commander Xie took a puff of cigarette, thought for a moment, and nodded: "It's decided. Berezhnaya, you contact the train driver immediately and ask him to come to Moscow as soon as possible."

Although Berezhnaya did not agree to use train drivers rashly, she was aware of the seriousness of the situation and had no choice but to agree.

(End of this chapter)