Chapter 38

It was less than an hour before he got off work, and although there were piles of documents waiting for him to deal with on the desk, Chernenko's thoughts had long since ceased to be on it. Since receiving Grachev's call, Chernenko has been in a bad mood. He has been thinking about what Grachev asked him to do in his mind, but there is no result after racking his brains. Chernenko even thought about killing Grachev altogether, but he also knew that this was just a thought.

It was finally time to get off work. Although Chernenko hadn't done anything all afternoon, he still felt physically and mentally exhausted. He felt his heart beating so tired, as if he was carrying a mountain and couldn't breathe. He put on his coat, packed a few necessary items, and left his office with a deep sigh.

It was the time when he got off work, and he could meet acquaintances everywhere in the corridor, and someone greeted him from time to time. After all, Chernenko was very popular here. When he walked to the second floor, a familiar figure appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help but blurted out:

"Vladimir!"

Vladimir-PJ, who was about to go home from get off work, heard someone calling and turned around quickly. Seeing that it was Chernenko, he said hello and turned to leave again.

"Would you like to have a drink together?" Chernenko's subsequent words made Vladimir-PJ feel a little strange. Although both of them graduated from Leningrad University, and they both graduated from the law department, but When Vladimir joined the KGB, Chernenko had been working here for several years, and the two rarely had any overlap in their work. However, Vladimir met Chernenko when he was handling a case in Gorky City last time, and invited him to have a drink together, but Chernenko refused at that time on the pretext of poor health. So Chernenko's invitation made him feel a little strange.

"What? Can't you save face?" Chernenko walked over with a smile and put it on Vladimir's shoulders, smiling like the two are usually on good terms.

Although Vladimir found it strange, he did not slap the smiling face. After all, Chernenko was a senior from the same school and department, and now he was working in the same unit, so the face that should be given should be given. When he was in college, Chernenko was a celebrity on campus. Not only did he have good academic performance, but he was also versatile, which attracted girls very much. At that time, many people in the school knew Chernenko, and Vladimir was no exception, so when he was in Gorky, Vladimir recognized Chernenko who had not seen him for a long time.

"Okay! Last time when I was in Gorky, I wanted to ask you out, but you were very shameless!" Vladimir still cared about being rejected by Chernenko when he was in Gorky last time.

"I'm sorry! I was wrong last time. I was a little uncomfortable at the time, so...but I will treat you tonight, and you can choose the place." Chernenko tried his best to explain. I was also in trouble last time, and it was the same this time. Looking at the angry Vladimir, Chernenko secretly felt a little envy in his heart.

Chernenko dragged Vladimir all the way to the parking lot, where his imported car was parked. Chernenko had already made up his mind along the way, and he wanted to find out what Vladimir had to say first. Vladimir is still working in the confidential department. He is mainly responsible for the leadership of the KGB Leningrad branch and the comprehensive processing and confidentiality of official documents in the office. Chernenko also worked in the confidential department before, so he is familiar with the process in this area . He now has a bold plan, which is to send a secret document to the KGB Operations Bureau in Afghanistan in the name of the KGB Leningrad Branch, asking them to arrange an assassination operation. This official document is of course forged, but as long as it is handled cleanly, it should be possible to hide it without anyone noticing it.

"The car is not bad! It seems that you didn't do it for nothing in Gorky!" Vladimir looked at Chernenko's car and said with emotion.

"You know, there's always something local..." Chernenko had an expression that you understand, and Vladimir just smiled when he saw it and didn't say anything else. The current atmosphere is like this. President Bo has said that none of us can survive on wages, and most officials naturally don't take small money seriously.

Chernenko drove Vladimir straight to the Hermitage Hotel in Leningrad, famous for its food and wine. Chernenko would occasionally come here for recreation and was very familiar with it. Along the way, the two of them chatted a lot about things in school, and the distance between each other narrowed a lot. As soon as he arrived at the hotel, Chernenko, who is a frequent visitor here, was led to his usual seat by the service staff. Chernenko ordered some appetizers and a few bottles of vodka, and the two of them just came and went drank up.

After drinking for a while, it gradually became hotter, and Vladimir put his key on the wine table. Chernenko glanced casually, and he saw a very special key on the key, which was only owned by those in the confidential department. Chernenko, who was familiar with the work flow of the confidential department, knew that today's purpose was to use it. Only after obtaining this key can one sneak into the confidential department and implement one's own plan. But first he has to pour Vladimir down.

The two of them had one drink and one drink, and they didn't know how much they drank. During this period, Chernenko went to the toilet several times to induce vomiting before finally pouring Vladimir down. Vladimir, who was drunk, still remembered to keep the keys away, and Chernenko forced himself to wake up, and he was about to start his own actions.

Chernenko first opened a room in the hotel, carried Vladimir into the room, and took out the bunch of keys from him. At this moment, Chernenko's spirit was extremely tense, and almost all the wine he drank turned into nervous sweat. At this moment, his mind was very clear, and he knew what he was going to do.

He carefully walked into the bathroom with the key, picked up two disposable soaps and soaked them in hot water. After a while, the surface of the soap began to soften. Chernenko pressed the key firmly on the soap, and the traces on the key were clearly left on the soap. Then cleaning the remaining traces of soap from the key, he put the key back in the distance. During this period, Chernenko paid attention to Vladimir who was sleeping soundly from time to time, but fortunately he never woke up.

After all this, Chernenko could finally breathe a sigh of relief. He cleaned up the traces of the scene, carefully put away the two pieces of soap, and then quietly left the room, leaving only the drunk and unconscious Vladimir. Ladimir.