East Berlin's June Boat Song

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"Our Comrade Muller? Long time no see, why are you hiding? Don't you miss us?"

Donald’s voice was like a devil floating in the deserted streets at dusk. George and I hid in the corner of the stairs on the second floor of an apartment facing the street, and watched Donald and Frank walking swaggeringly in the middle of the road through a gray window.Frank had a sinister smile on his innocence face, one small hand was spinning the gun, and the other was holding Donald's trench coat corner, just like a child who came out to play with an adult.

However, his next words completely tore away his innocence and innocence, and his voice came in a high-pitched voice: "He still has a man with him! Donald, they were kissing just now. Really Shameless, with that beautiful general still promiscuous, it seems that he has not been fucked enough, is it? Comrade Muller, have you not been fucked enough?!"

"Yes, my dear, the Germans have always been very perverted, and they are famous for being dissatisfied. We have many clubs in our country... Oh, I see, Comrade Muller is implying us, money, houses, and everything else. I don't like it, he likes being fucked by men..."

Donald and Frank wandered the streets grinning and uttering disgusting obscenities.I recited silently in my heart, don't be fooled, don't be fooled by their aggressive method... calm, calm...

boom!

One gunshot, two screams!I saw George stand up angrily.

"Damn it! Who are you scolding?!"

He picked up his gun and shot at the two people below viciously. There was a burst of passionate laughter from below, but it didn't take long for them to stop laughing. George's fire was so fierce that I was dumbfounded.I just heard the laughter below turn into abuse, and then turned into a panic call for help.The submachine gun played in the posture of a machine gun in George's hand, puffing and raging fury, the bullets scraped clusters of dazzling flashes on the ground, and shot everywhere!

"George... this is... downtown..."

I pushed him carefully, George was taken aback, and put away the gun resentfully.

"I don't have that good temper." He picked me up and said, "Don't be dazed, chase after me!"

I also wanted to mediate with Donald and the others for a while, but I didn't expect George to come up directly and be ruthless, and the effect was surprisingly good. It seems that my level is not 01:30 behind him.

Thinking of his childish and carefree appearance in the past, he did not expect to act so aggressively, no wonder Julian valued him so much.Looking at his Engels-like face again, I shuddered. It was too scary. Fortunately, I was not George's enemy.

He and I followed Donald and Frank all the way, and these two hapless people had no idea that I had such a strong man with me, but George said he had to go stealth next.

"I can't give away my dear, Donald is my colleague."

He winked at me: "Although he joined the British and American special operations team, my dear, he and I are old acquaintances from MI6."

After chasing until late at night, I clearly felt that the two men were deliberately leaving traces, but as George said, you have to jump into the river before catching fish, so I decided to take a gamble.

So when I kicked open the door of the dilapidated apartment in the northern outskirts of Bonn, I saw my long-lost friend, Richard Helms, leisurely holding a glass under the dim light Steaming black tea, gray eyes showing a shrewd and lingering light, staring at the table in a daze.

He was wearing a silver-gray Italian custom-made suit, a cold blue Dior tie under the collar of a stiff white shirt, a MontBlanc pen in his breast pocket, and blue diamond cufflinks on his sleeves shining under the light. of light.

Seeing me coming in, he didn't move at all, as if he had been waiting for me for a long time, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he took a sip of black tea.

I raised my gun at him.

"I thought you would be very gentle, but I didn't expect you to return such ferocious firepower to those who saved you." Richard moved his eyes gracefully, and looked at me with a smile, "You can treat those two It terrified, of course, it terrified me."

"This is the fault of your subordinates. Didn't they tell you that I am no longer the one I used to be?"

I approached him step by step and opened the safety of the pistol.

He laughed softly, put down his teacup, shook his head and said, "I haven't seen you for a few years, and you look more and more like your father. Seeing you, I can't help but miss the years before the war."

I sneered: "Yes, you probably had a good time with him, but what right do you have to mention him now?"

"You played around with your mentor's son and ruined his life..."

The gray pupils suddenly tightened, and then slowly relaxed, still showing a deep smile that was fearless in the face of danger.

"Then..." He stood up, approached me, grabbed the muzzle of my pistol, and stabbed it at his heart, "Shoot, dear Rhine."

Every arc of his lips was full of sinister meaning, I suppressed the anger and fear deep in my heart, and kept my voice steady.

"Tell me, where is Misha? Otherwise, I will do as you wish."

He laughed heartily and shook his head helplessly: "Line, Rhine, didn't Donald bring the words to me? Don't you know that you will regret it?"

"I regret many things, and I'm not afraid of one more thing."

"Really?" His eyes flickered: "Can what you have afford to lose?"

The aura of conspiracy on his body made me tremble with nervousness. I gritted my teeth and threatened viciously: "Don't talk nonsense with me, tell me where Misha is?! Or I will really shoot!"

"Why are you in such a hurry, I'll lure you here, and I'll let you meet." He touched the gun in my hand: "Okay Rhine, put down the gun, we need to have a peaceful chat."

"I don't think there is anything to talk about with you. Everything you say is just a lie."

Richard looked at me incredulously, and evoked a mocking smile: "Lies? How many words have I spoken to you in total? Which one is lying to you?"

"Honestly speaking, I am very relieved to see you now. Of course, this is for your father's sake. I have cared for you. Oh Rhine, don't forget, I saved you in '53 At first, I wanted to threaten you with Misha, telling you to be obedient, but now looking at your eyes full of hatred, I know that you are just another disobedient bird."

"This kind of bird can't be kept in a cage unless its wings are broken. But how could I have the heart to break your wings?" His smile is a mixture of kindness and viciousness, which repel each other. His expression blended perfectly with his fake face.

"What do you want?" I took a step back with chattering teeth.

Richard bent his eyes and said eloquently: "What else do you think I can do? This world is nothing more than you threatening me and I threatening you, breaking elbows with each other... You think your value is only in intelligence aspect?"

"Then you think too highly of the kindness of some people, you know I..."

"Oh? Someone? Who is it?" Richard put down my gun and poked my chest: "Do you really know who it is?"

He laughed and said, "You know what? Sometimes the development of the situation will exceed your imagination. For example, when I first knew you, I never thought that one day you would be able to point a gun at me. I also I didn't expect you to be so attractive."

"It's more than you can imagine." I grabbed his high-end DIOR tie, slowly retracted the tie upwards, and whispered into his ear softly and full of evil: "This time I pointed a gun at you, Next time it may be to smash your tombstone with a hammer. Richard, haven't you played me enough? What are you obsessed with? Unless you get rid of me here today, all your thoughts will be gone. It may come true, I will not betray, let alone join you guys..."

"It's a bit early to say that." He blushed because of lack of oxygen, but still had a malicious and determined smile: "Do you know why Alan violated the personality we set for him? "

"What?!" I let go of him in disbelief, unconsciously drawn to Ellen.

He lowered his head and coughed a few times, loosened his tie, and looked up at me: "As a spy, the most important thing is to avoid people's eyes and ears, in short, to keep a low profile. Then Alan was not allowed to show his That amazing medical talent. Dear Rhine, we set him up as an unknown poor student, but he always takes the No. 1 exam. Have you ever thought about why this is?"

My face was pale, and I took a step back in a daze: "I don't know..."

Richard laughed: "No, you know, as long as you think about it carefully, you will know... Rhine, when a person falls in love, he can't help but want to attract other people's attention..."

"Damn it!" I grabbed Richard and pressed him hard on the table: "What the hell are you trying to say?!"

"What did you say... Even contact is not allowed, and it can last for six years..." Richard laughed sarcastically, pushed me away, quickly got up, picked up a note on the table and wrote down a series of addresses Stuck it in my pocket.

He patted my face: "Okay, Rhine, I don't have time to play riddles with you here, and you will come to me when you think about it. Remember, you can only come to this place alone. I think you understand."

"Now, let me tell you where your dear Misha is."

He picked up the phone on the table and shook a series of numbers: "Hello, this is Richard Helms, yes, then he can be transferred to Cologne now, remember, under strict supervision, you can't let People get away easily."

He hung up the phone and looked at me with a smile.

"Then, good luck on your rescue adventure."

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PS: Today is the last day of the holiday. There are a lot of manuscripts, and I will update more ~ ​​Please give me the little yellow light, I like to read your comments very much. (There may be a breaking point today)