Chapter 23 Small Gifts

Volga Street, an area near the river, was surrounded by police from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Outside the cordon, there was a crowd of curious onlookers, discussing something from time to time. Bullet casings, broken glass, and large swaths of blood were scattered on the pavement of the street. Several marine police speedboats were moored on the river, and divers jumped into the river from time to time to search.

Chernenko, deputy director of the Internal Affairs Bureau of the Gorky Automobile Factory, looked at his busy subordinates with a blank expression. He still can't believe that a big brother who is in charge of the wind and rain in Gorky City, and Popov who has been running this land for two generations It was killed like this. Accompanying him to the underworld is also his local network. Chernenko was sent to Gorky City just because of this network, and now with the disappearance of the target, Chernenko's clues will also be cut off, and he may be abandoned and forgotten here by the top KGB officials , This is not the result Chernenko wanted.

The bulldozer that committed the crime was also found, abandoned on the side of the road and burned to the ground. Judging from the machine number, it should have been left here by the construction unit that built the bridge across the river a few years ago. It must have broken down at the time, so it was Abandoned on the mound by the river. As a result, the suspect discovered it and used it to carry out today's bloody case. Finding the killer is next to impossible, not to mention the tradition of gangsters not cooperating with the police. Even those who have the motive to kill Popov can line up the Volga Street. That bulldozer was a Soviet product, with durable leather and easy maintenance and repairs. It was not difficult to start it at all. The only clue now was that the murderer could operate this machine.

While Chernenko was still worrying about tracking down the murderer, Sergei was flipping through an address book, which recorded many local officials in detail. It was found in the soil shovel. It should belong to Popov. It probably fell into Popov’s car when it was lifted up. Sergei didn’t even think about it, so he taped the address tape When I came back, some people's positions, hobbies, and other information recorded above made Seryozha feel vaguely that this thing would be useful in the future, so he locked this address book and some important things in the safe inside.

After lunch, Seryozha and his father Petrov went to the hospital to visit Boris. Boris recovered well. Seryozha handed the flowers in his hand to Boris' mother, leaned down and said in Boris' ear : "Heal with peace of mind! I wish you a speedy recovery Boris." Boris originally wanted to ask about Nikita and Pokryshkin, as well as about Popov being killed. But Seryozha did not say so, and Boris was ashamed to ask. But Boris couldn't think of anyone other than Seryozha who would challenge Popov. Boris was shocked, but his heart was full of respect and gratitude to Seryozha, which was more than a simple thank you could repay.

In the corridor, Papa Petrov was happily chatting with Boris' mother, while Seryozha opened a can of fruit and handed it to Boris. Boris chatted with Seryozha while eating the can.

"Our business has reopened again, and now Yuri is doing your original job. Recently, the source of goods, Popov, has been lost, and many small traders will come to Yuri to get goods. The business is really good, and now it is a headache. On the contrary, it is a problem with the supply of goods. Mikhail's place can no longer meet the huge demand of the market. By the way, I will save your share for you first, and I will return it to you after you are discharged from the hospital." Sergei lowered his voice Talk about business matters.

"Boss, I think we should recruit more people. Otherwise, if we encounter a powerful force like Popov again, I'm afraid we will still be passive." Boris suggested.

"You are right. I agree to recruit new staff, but they can only be recruited from the periphery, and they can only be recruited from the Gorky factory. They know each other well. I don't want anyone to enter our circle for the time being. We have too many Secrets cannot be known by others.

"Seryozha reminded.

"By the way, boss, what are your plans for the evening, can you take me out for a walk?" Boris begged.

"I'm very sorry, Boris, I have an appointment with Tonya tonight, I'm afraid I won't be able to take you out for a drink or two." Seryozha rejected Boris with a proud face.

"Ah! Since when are you so nice, you can actually ask Tonya out, you bastard who values ​​sex over friends!" Boris pretended to complain

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In a well-received restaurant near Nizhny Novgorod State University, Seryozha and Tonya sat face to face, enjoying fine wine and food together. Dong Niya was dressed very beautifully today, she changed her frightened image in the hospital that day.

"By the way, I have already sold those things for you last time. The price is good, and it should be enough for you to pay off the rest of your debt." Full of banknotes bundled together. Ever since he was misunderstood by Tonya that time, he has been paying for Tonya's goods in cash.

Tonya was a little embarrassed. She drank a sip of wine, but stared at Seryozha with a smirk. "I didn't expect you to remember the last deposit slip!" Tonya complained.

Seryozha also smiled embarrassedly. Although he liked Dongia very much, he just kept it in his heart. Tonya is like a princess in distress, and she is still a fugitive, a person who runs a gray business, and maybe one day she will be thrown back into prison by the Ministry of Internal Affairs or the KGB. These two kinds of people should not be together.

"This is for you, as a small gift for you to help me pay off my debts!" ​​The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Tonya took out an exquisite box and handed it to Sergei Sha, on which there was an exquisite bow.

Unlike the Chinese, it is polite for Westerners to open gifts face to face. Under Tonya's expectant gaze, Seryosha opened the packing box, and a beautiful Rolex watch lay quietly in the box.

"It's simply too precious. I..." Seryozha was about to say something when Tonya interrupted her.

"Don't refuse the lady's kindness. Your help to me is far beyond what this little thing can repay." Dongia said sincerely as she held Sergei's hand.

After dinner, Seryozha took Tonya home. The distance was very short, and it would be a while. The road was a bit dull, and Seryozha was a little sad. I'm afraid that after Tonya paid off her debts, she wouldn't have anything to do with people like him. Dong Niya also seemed to have something on her mind, so she didn't say a few words along the way.

The car slowly stopped at the downstairs of Dongnia's house, and the two sat in the car and smiled at each other.

"Would you like to go up and have a sit down?" Tonya suddenly asked.

Seryozha nodded, and the two got out of the car. Seryozha followed Tonya to her door. This was the first time Seryozha came to Tonya's house. He felt very excited and a little nervous.

Tonya opened the door with the key, and Seryozha went into the room and closed the door behind her. Suddenly Tonya turned around and threw herself into Seryozha's arms. Seryozha was pushed against the door, and Tonya's rosy lips were pressed tightly against Seryozha's lips. . .