1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 539 She is not Yanzi

Natasha walked out of the Far East Bank with a cold face, the image of Zhai Yuan's repulsive face still flashing before her eyes.

"damn it!"

A cold wind swept by, and the White Russian woman gritted her teeth and cursed. She then wiped her lips vigorously with her sleeve, took out a cigarette from her handbag, lit it, took a deep drag, held the smoke in her mouth, and slowly exhaled after a few seconds, as if this could alleviate the discomfort caused by the foreign object entering her mouth.

Holding the cold Dupont lighter in her hand, Natasha's gaze gradually softened.

Although I was taken advantage of, I didn't gain nothing at all...

"We'll see!"

Natasha tapped the flint with her fingertips, staring at the flames leaping from Dupont, and said in an icy tone, "If I get evidence that you colluded with Ye Liqing to smuggle state assets, I will personally send you to the gallows!"

Under the cover of night, I walked through several blocks.

Natasha walked to the Ural Hotel, where she was temporarily staying, but instead of going upstairs immediately, she went into a small alley as if she knew the way well.

Deep in the alley, there was an inconspicuous old Lada car parked.

After glancing behind her to make sure no one was following, Natasha opened the car door and got in. Under the carpet on the passenger seat, she pulled out a handheld wireless device about the size of a radio.

Flip open the top cover of the device to reveal a row of knobs and a small analog frequency dial.

Natasha skillfully turned the knob, and the hands on the dial slid slowly, emitting a soft buzzing sound.

She then put on a pair of overclocked wireless headphones, pulled out the retractable antenna of the receiver, tilted her body slightly, focused her eyes, and continuously adjusted the angle of the device's antenna according to the signal frequency in the headphones.

Until a familiar voice came through the headphones.

"Orthodox Christians, wanting to remain chaste? What a load of rubbish! Using that old excuse from the Xianfeng era? What a load of rubbish! My Huimin is a Christian, after all~"

Natasha's face flushed as she sat in the car.
Using this excuse to get away was indeed too clumsy. She had originally made up her mind to sell her body, just like those swallows, but when the time came, she was still scared off.

Fortunately, that's enough for now.

Natasha stroked the outline of the headphones, a look of relief on her face.

Having temporarily replaced that guy's lighter, there's no need to feign politeness with him anymore. As long as we keep an eye on this lead, we'll get concrete evidence sooner or later.

Then I can get diplomatic immunity from Professor Alina!
A familiar, friendly smiling face appeared in Natasha's mind, her gaze softened slightly, and then became even more determined.

She let out a soft breath and carefully placed the wireless device back under the seat.

Then he took off his headphones, put them in his handbag, reopened the car door, and got out.

Back at the hotel,

Natasha locked the doors and windows, drew the curtains, and eagerly took out her earphones again to continue listening to Zhai Yuan's movements.

Sound came through the headphones again very soon.

"Zhizhi, Aqing, you two good girls, open the door quickly~"

"What Director Natasha? I know she's a rat. If it weren't for business, I'd really waste my time dealing with her!"

"Open the door, I have a secret to tell you!"

Natasha listened to Zhai Yuan's constant knocking on the door through her earphones, completely unconcerned about his belittling of her.

But the next second, Zhai Yuan's words startled her so much that she stood up from her chair.

"Actually, that White Russian woman tonight was a spy sent by the KGB!"

As soon as those words were spoken, the sound of a door opening came through the earphones, followed by the voices of two women.

"What spy?"

"Idol, are you in danger?"

"It's a long story! You guys had barely left when that woman started acting all horny, trying to seduce me. Of course, I remained calm and shouted at her. But then she suddenly pulled out a gun and threatened me, insisting on having my sperm..."

Natasha's chest heaved as she slowly sat back down.

Boom!
The Belarusian woman slammed her fist on the table, making the pen holder bounce.

The sounds of Li Zhi and Ye Yuqing's playful laughter came through the earphones.

"You speak as if you were Liu Xiahui (a legendary figure known for his virtue)."

"Exactly! Who knows what you guys were doing in the room just now!"

"Of course I didn't do anything, because I know my favorite Zhizhi and Aqing are still waiting for me in the room! You don't believe me? Well, enough said, let me check if your bullet pouches are missing, okay?"

Natasha, holding her headphones, scrunched up her pretty face, her expression a mixture of frustration and bewilderment at Zhai Yuan's greasy remarks, like someone using a "senior citizen's phone on the subway."

At the same time, I was also a little curious: what is a bullet pouch?
Then another sound came through the headphones.
Natasha gradually came to appreciate the profoundness of the Chinese language.

Through the soft foam cushions, the soft moans of two women could be heard one after another...

As the voice grew louder and louder, Natasha's face gradually went blank, but her eyes widened, and her heartbeat almost accelerated along with the sound.

She was still holding the fountain pen she always used for taking notes, but the nib trembled slightly with the sound from her headphones, leaving messy marks on the paper.

"Calm down! Natasha! Calm down!"

Natasha took off her headphones and slapped her cheeks hard.

She took a few deep breaths to calm herself and tried to distract herself by staring at the clock on the table.

The pointer ticks away.

Ten minutes later, Natasha put her headphones back on, wondering if it was about time to end.

The next second, Lizhi's sudden, shrill plea for mercy seemed to pierce her eardrums, startling her so much that she threw the headphones away...

"...It seems Mr. Zhai didn't sleep well last night?"

Early in the morning, Alexander rushed to the Far East Bank and met Zhai Yuan, who was yawning, in the boardroom with an ambiguous smile on his face.

"Don't mention it."

Zhai Yuan waved his hand and said to Ye Zhiming, "The foreigner has come at the right time. Please tell him that I suspect there's something strange about that woman named Natasha last night. It's because of this that I haven't been able to sleep all night."

Ye Zhiming frowned and looked at him: "What's strange?"

Zhai Yuan said, "She refused to fight with me, so I suspected she was a spy."

Ye Zhiming choked: "Refusing to fight you makes you a spy?"

Zhai Yuan said matter-of-factly, "If a woman refuses to fight with me, she must be a spy!"

Ye Zhiming paused for a moment upon hearing this, then said, "Choose!"

Zhai Yuanha laughed and recounted Natasha's unusual behavior from the previous night.

After hearing this, Ye Zhiming joked, "No problem at all. It's normal that they only want money, not people!"

Zhai Yuan rolled his eyes: "I have a nickname, 'Hong Kong Succubus,' which means no woman can resist me. It's a rule!"

The two exchanged a few jokes.
Alexander, standing to the side, looked thoughtful and shook his head: "If it's really as Mr. Zhai said, that she's like a blank sheet of paper who doesn't know anything, then I can be sure that this woman definitely didn't fly out of the Swallow Camp."

Ye Zhiming pointed at Zhai Yuan: "Na na na!"

Zhai Yuan asked with dissatisfaction, "What makes you so sure!"

Alexander grinned and said, "Mr. Zhai, do you know what the first lesson of the Swallow Camp is? Watching erotic movies from all over the world, then the new Swallows and new Crows exchange and learn from each other, and there are teachers on the side to give special guidance. These things between men and women are already very sophisticated after they graduate from the Fourth School. They can't be blank slates."

Zhai Yuan said unhappily, "Aren't there any exceptions?!"

Alexander pondered for a moment, nodded, and instructed the captain beside him, "Pavel! Bring in the technical team."

Ten minutes later, Pavel led a team of professionals carrying various equipment and gear upstairs.

Alexander asked, "That woman only stayed in your room last night, Mr. Zhai?"

After receiving a positive answer from Zhai Yuan.

Alexander then instructed the technical team: "To be on the safe side, start the search from the corridors, and don't miss any corner."

then,

Zhai Yuan then saw nine technical team members, divided into groups of three, each carrying equipment such as a voltage tester, metal detector, and miniature frequency detector.
Starting from the corridor walls, the technical team scanned every area of ​​the room.
After inspecting major items such as ceilings, furniture, beds, and carpets, the focus shifted to minor items like table lamps, vases, and wall paintings. Finally, every electrical outlet's back panel and every cable connector was examined with a portable magnifying glass, along with the circuit boards and wiring connections.

"Report: The technical team has not detected any unusual radio signals."

Pavel reported to Alexander.

Ye Zhiming glanced at Zhai Yuan and scoffed, "A succubus, huh?"

Zhai Yuan took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, and said stiffly, "Maybe she hasn't even had a chance to do anything yet! Maybe she'll come knocking on our door again in a couple of days! In short, there's definitely something strange about this woman!"

Ye Zhiming chuckled and said, "Then why didn't she do it after we finished our business last night, instead of waiting a couple of days?"

Zhai Yuan glared at him and said, "Don't think I won't hit you just because you're A-Qing's boss! I respect the elderly and care for the young!"

Ye Zhiming rarely saw Zhai Yuan get the short end of the stick, so he shrugged and smiled without saying a word.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhai. Whether or not that woman named Natasha was sent by the KGB, everything will be clear in a couple of days."

At that moment, Alexander's voice rang out again.

He winked at Zhai Yuan and said, "Chairman Ye has a bad relationship with the KGB, but that doesn't mean we can't get their people to do things."

"Chairman Ye has already contacted the chairman of the St. Petersburg City Soviet, Comrade Sobkhek-Alexandrovich, who is also a representative of the reformists."

"Comrade Sobhek has a prized student who has just resigned from the KGB headquarters in Moscow. He is very familiar with all the KGB's methods. For the next period of time, we will have him take charge of your security."

Sobuheke?

Zhai Yuan's expression gradually turned strange.

He had only vaguely heard of the name, but if it were mentioned that Sobhek was his prized student, and that he had even resigned from the KGB headquarters... hiss!

Alexander gave Zhai Yuan, who was in a daze, a strange look.

Without even bothering to check on him, she turned and beckoned to Pavel: "Keep an eye on that woman named Natasha, find out where she's staying, and find an opportunity to search the room for any wireless equipment..."

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Ural Hotel, a corner room on the third floor.

Natasha's headphones crackled with static, and then Alexander's voice came through.

"...Find out where she's staying, and find an opportunity to search the room for any wireless devices..."

Natasha raised the corners of her lips, wrote down the key information on the paper: "Chairman of the City Soviet, Sobukhek" and "Resigned agent from KGB headquarters," then took off her headphones and rubbed her temples.

How could a bunch of useless guys possibly guess that the bugging device was in Zhai Yuan's hands after all that searching?

Natasha covered her mouth and let out a long yawn, her blue eyes showing signs of weariness.

They were held captive by Zhai Yuan, Ye Yuqing, and Li Zhi for half the night, but they didn't get a single useful piece of information.

"What a mule has become!"

Natasha seemed to hear the voice from last night again, and her face flushed.
She looked down again at the words 'Resigned KGB Agent' on the manuscript paper, a hint of disdain in her eyes: "Whether you were a bodyguard for the Ninth Bureau or an intelligence officer for the First Bureau... Hmph! Bring it on! I've seen hunters more experienced than you more than once!"

(End of this chapter)