East Berlin's June Boat Song

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Natasha Vladimir Ivanovna died in an abandoned ditch in the northern suburbs of East Berlin. She was shot in the heart, her blond hair spread out like sunshine, and her white dress was soaked in blood, like a blooming A Bana flower on the earth.An inexplicable and gratifying smile appeared on her white and cold face, as if death was a long-awaited relief for her.

Allen, who was summoned from the school laboratory to identify the dead body, staggered, knelt down beside Natasha with a bang, and began to weep silently, licking his pale lips, kissing Natasha's blood-stained cheeks and lips .

His lovely girlfriend could no longer respond to him, and I stood aside, heartbroken, to help Alan, who was about to faint.

"Alan...Natasha, she, Natasha..."

I couldn't cry, Allen looked at me blankly, and suddenly laughed.

"I am a sinner."

Alan was framed by two Stasi, and he was required to go back to the Stasi for transcripts and interrogation according to the procedure, but I was not allowed to participate in the case because I was closely involved with the parties, so I could only watch Alan helplessly. Get into the police car.

I followed all the way to the Stasi headquarters, trying to get some news.But what is puzzling is that this shooting case was strictly sealed by orders from high-level officials, and I was completely excluded.Gradually I began to worry about Alan's situation.

But later facts proved that my worries were superfluous. Allen was released after 24 hours. According to the words of the sheriff in charge of interrogating him, he had been staying at the school and had sufficient alibi to get rid of the suspicion of murder. .I thought to myself that this is no nonsense, so I returned home with a heartbroken Alan.

Alan, my dear friend, has entered a state of disorientation.After all, he seems to be cynical, but he is the most emotional. The death of the little mouse Olof can make him sad for a whole week, not to mention that he has been with his girlfriend for several years.

Thinking of what Natasha said to me that day, I couldn't help feeling sad.Why didn't I stop her then?Maybe I should have forced her to stay so he wouldn't have such a horrific shooting.

But, here comes the question, why did Natasha go to such a remote place, and who would shoot and kill a female college student?

Allen had already passed out due to grief, and Andy, who hadn't shown up for a long time after hearing the news, also came from the factory to take care of him. I thought I should go to the headquarters to investigate clearly, but before my action could be implemented, I received Kars The emergency line for Horst's White House.

"The general wants to see you." Sonia's routine voice came from over there.

I didn't have time to wonder, so I could only tell Andy to take good care of Allen, and then took out all the marks on my body and gave them to him.

"Remember he woke up and asked him to take some medicine. Oh, you have to ask him, Andy, you don't understand, but he understands, you need to double check with him? Alan's condition is very bad."

Andy frowned and asked me, "Are you going for a long time?"

I shrugged. "Who knows? But I'll be back in time as soon as it's done."

So I drove to Karlshorst, and saw Julian in white mansion ready to go.

"Let's go." He smiled and handed me a duffel bag.

"Where to go?"

"Poland," he said, "this time, you have to accompany me."

I didn't have time to be surprised, so I hurriedly approached him and whispered, "Alan's girlfriend is dead, she was shot, I have to find out here before I leave, Alan is in a very bad condition now."

"I think Andy can take care of him."

Julian smiled, without any fluctuation in his voice, I guessed that he already knew everything.

"You don't want to get involved in this matter. Milk will arrange an investigation team to investigate. I think you will know the specific details when you return from Poland."

"No!" I backed up: "I can't just leave Ellen like this, Natasha she...she is my friend, I can't!"

"Rhein!" Julian frowned slightly, and lowered his voice: "This is a task, a job, and you can't be influenced by your emotions."

"But……"

"Okay Rhine, be more mature, I can't go to Poland without you this time, do you understand?"

My eyes widened. This is the first time he has shown a need for me, and it seems to be a strong need.My heart was spinning a thousand times, my emotions collided back and forth, and my mind was in chaos. By the time I realized it, I was already sitting in the military car heading to the airport.

Rhine is such a despicable person, he left his friend behind.He will be punished, but he doesn't know it now.

As Allen said, what can he do?

There is nothing he can do, everyone knows that his fate has never been decided by himself.

The first time I took a plane, it was a Soviet military plane. The feeling of pushing my back when the plane took off made me a little nervous, so Julian held my hand intimately.

The warmth of his palm calmed my restless heart a little.

He didn't say what the specific task was, nor did he say where our destination was.He just leaned back on his seat and closed his eyes in thought, while I sat next to him, next to the window.

Looking at the accumulated stratus clouds outside the window through the porthole, I suddenly felt inexplicable excitement and sadness in my heart.

It turns out that people can really reach this kind of height, and it turns out that at this height, everything below is so small.

I suddenly felt very tired, so I sighed softly.Julian opened his eyes.

"You're starting to sigh," he said. "Sighing means you've grown."

"Is growing up a constant experience of pain?" I asked.

He raised the corners of his mouth, his blue eyes sparkling: "At least in this era."

"Then what kind of era is this?"

He lowered his golden eyelashes slowly, and his voice became low and deep: "This is... this is an age full of conspiracy, treacherous and changeable."

Before I could answer, he looked up at me suddenly: "So, the only thing that can support us to go on is our belief."

I was a little surprised by his words, but I quickly reacted and said with a smile: "You are right, your faith has always been firm."

"What about you?" He cupped my face. "What's your religion? Your Jehovah, or communism?"

I froze for a moment, dazed for a moment.

You know what it's like to be held in the face by a beautiful lover in the sky and asked what faith is?

Looking at his rippling green eyes, they shone like green stones.I couldn't resist answering this question, because I love him, so answer him honestly.

For the answer that was so clear that it couldn't be clearer, I looked deeply into the depths of his eyes and answered him.

"It's you," I said. "My faith is you, always you."

His hands trembled, as if touching a hot iron, his pupils constricted suddenly, betraying the shock under his calm appearance.After a long time, the ice and snow melted on his expression, and he showed a bright smile like spring, and hugged me in his arms.

"This is the most beautiful love words I've ever heard in my life." He stroked my hair: "Or, it's a promise."

He let go of me and touched my lips lightly, and asked softly, "So, you won't leave me, will you?"

I was a little moved by myself, and said with wet eyes: "I won't leave you."

Yes, not from you, how can a man leave his faith?

how can i leave you

Nothing can make me leave you - except yourself.

He hugged me again, whispered in my ear, making his first promise to me like a mosquito.

"I won't leave you either."

"never."

Promises made thousands of miles above the sky are like beautiful fairy tales when they are made.But just as bad guys get their punishment, fairy tales have a cruel side.I stared deeply at the unattainable him, and never thought that I would be the one who smashed this beautiful fairy tale first.

Yes, it's me.

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PS: Boat Song is a serious spy war article. There are a lot of details in the article. It is recommended that you read this article to slow down a little. If you are confused in the back, you may wish to turn to the front. Tips everyone.