Chapter 4 Run Away

After Chebyshev walked out of the woods, he first took a car to the nearest town. He found a place to have a good meal, and then took a car to transport goods to Moscow and returned to Moscow. Chebyshev had a set of forged documents under the personal supervision of the KGB, and there was no problem at all in passing the police's interrogation. Chebyshev called his former friends in Moscow and indirectly contacted Hassan's subordinates. The other party told him not to show up, but to find a place to live temporarily, waiting for his superiors to decide on his arrangements.

Chebyshev didn't have to wait long, someone immediately came to meet him and took him back to the gang he belonged to. After his original friend confirmed his identity, Chebyshev had the first chance to communicate with Hassan. Hassan came to visit Chebyshev in a car, and the two had a deep talk in the car.

Hassan said to Chebyshev with some regret: "I'm sorry brother, you are being wanted now and you cannot stay in Moscow!"

"But I have nowhere to go now, don't you plan to leave me alone?" Chebyshev asked pretending to be anxious.

"No, what I mean is that we want to send you abroad to avoid the limelight, and we also have business abroad, so there will naturally be someone to meet you there!" Hassan explained to Chebyshev with a smile.

"But I still have family members who need to be taken care of in the country. What will they do when I leave?" Chebyshev still felt a little reluctant. His brother is in the hands of the KGB. If he is sent abroad, when the time comes How to pass information to Balanikov. What if the other party misunderstood that he was running away, what would his brother do?

"Boss, is there really no other choice?" Chebyshev begged Hassan.

"Brother, if it is not a last resort, I will not force you, don't worry! You will live a good life abroad, and I will not harm you!" Hassan continued to persuade.

"Boss, I have to call my brother! Otherwise, I'm afraid my family will worry!" Chebyshev begged.

Hassan nodded. He was afraid that the police had already controlled Chebyshev's relatives, so he only allowed Chebyshev to use the public phone to contact his family members, and he was not allowed to express his family members abroad on the phone.

Chebyshev agreed, and he walked into the phone booth, and under the supervision of the brothers in the gang, dialed the number Balanikov gave him.

"Brother, it's me!" As soon as the call was connected, Chebyshev spoke first to remind Balanikov that he was not alone.

"Where are you?" Balanikov asked in a concerned tone.

"Brother, don't say anything, listen to me. I'm going abroad with my friends to avoid the limelight. Be careful and don't tell the police anything! I will send you the money on time!" Chebyshev reminded cryptically Watching Balanikov Hassan's arrangements for himself.

"Abroad! Where are you going?" Balanikov couldn't help asking. He didn't expect that his informant would go abroad in no time after being sent away. It seems that this organization is really capable.

"Stop talking, bro! Be careful not to tell the police anything, I'll contact you when I get there!" Chebyshev finished explaining what he wanted to say, and then hung up the phone.

Hassan listened to every word he said. Hassan came over and patted Chebyshev on the back, comforting Chebyshev, and then Hassan said to him: "Now you sit on the seat I arranged." Take the car to Leningrad, I will arrange a boat to send you to Poland, and wait for the next instruction when you arrive in Poland! You keep the money with you.”

Chebyshev took the money from Hassandi, and he saw that it was three bundles of dollars tied with rubber bands. It seemed that each bundle was worth 10,000 yuan, a total of 30,000 yuan. It was thirty thousand dollars! This is more than enough for a family in Moscow to buy a house and a car, and live a leisurely life without working for several years. I didn't expect Hassan to be so generous!

"Boss, this is too... too much!" Chebyshev said with some surprise.

"Hehe! What is this! I went abroad and worked hard,

You can earn this amount every month in the future! Hassan said nonchalantly.

After Hassan gave the money, he left in another car. Chebyshev followed the others into the car and left Moscow.

Fortunately, the police did not come to search them along the way. The car drove for two days and two nights before reaching Leningrad. Chebyshev was arranged to rest for a day, and then his companions completed the forged seaman's certificate for him.

"There is a cargo ship that will leave tomorrow. You are the sailor on the ship. There is a shipment from Chuanshan that is destined for Poland. When you arrive in Poland, you disembark the ship and make this call. The people there will arrange things later! "Chebyshev's companion explained to him what happened after boarding the ship, and handed him the certificate at the same time.

"Where am I going?" Chebyshev asked suspiciously.

"We don't know. Only when you arrive in Poland will you know where you will be sent!" The other party explained to him.

In the afternoon, Chebyshev was sent to the port of Leningrad. He boarded a Norwegian freighter. Although the freighter would not leave the port the next day, the crew had to make preparations in advance. It was the first time for Chebyshev to go abroad, and he felt a little confused now, not sure whether he should continue to serve the KGB or work hard in Hassan's team. After all, with a salary of 30,000 U.S. dollars a month, such a good job cannot be found everywhere. But when he thought of his brother still in the hands of the KGB, Chebyshev's back felt chills. Chebyshev felt that no matter how good Hassan was, as long as he was targeted by the KGB, he would never be able to please him in the future. But Hassan's money can be kept secretly by himself without reporting to Balanikov, but the KGB wants his brother's life, so there is no way to do it right with them.

The next morning, with the roar of sirens on the pier. The cargo ship finally left the pier and headed for the Baltic Sea. Two days later, the cargo ship docked at the Polish port of Gdansk. Chebyshev took his luggage and left the cargo ship. He found his contact person according to the contact information given to him by his partners before going abroad. The men arranged to meet him in a café near the pier.

Chebyshev sat in the cafe for about half an hour. A middle-aged man in a windbreaker sat across from him, handed him a paper bag, and said to him: "There is a car outside, and they will deliver it to you." You go to Warsaw, in two days there is a flight to Italy that will take you out of Poland, congratulations my friend!!"