Chapter 107

It's less than an hour before he leaves work. Although there are mountains of documents waiting for him to deal with on his desk, Chernenko's mind is not on this for a long time. Since receiving the phone call from Grachev, Chernenko has been in a bad mood. His mind has been thinking about the things that Grachev asked for, but racking his brains has no result. Chernenko even thought that if he couldn't do it, he would just kill Grachev together, but he also knew that this was just thinking about it.

Finally, it was time to get off work. Although Chernenko didn't do anything in the afternoon, he still had a feeling of physical and mental fatigue. He felt his heart beat so tired that he couldn't breathe as if he was carrying a mountain. He put on his coat, picked up some necessary things, and left his office with a deep sigh.

It's just the time to get off work. You can meet acquaintances everywhere in the corridor. From time to time, someone greets him. After all, Chernenko is very popular here. When he came to the second floor, a familiar figure appeared in front of him. He couldn't help blurting out:

"Vladimir!"

Vladimir PJ, who was about to go home from work, heard someone calling. He turned around and saw that it was Chernenko, so he said hello, turned around and left again.

"Would you like to have a drink?" Chernenko's subsequent words made Vladimir PJ feel a little strange. Although both of them graduated from Leningrad University and were law majors, Chernenko had worked here for several years when Vladimir joined the KGB, and they seldom met in their usual work. However, the last time Vladimir ran into Chernenko when he was handling a case in Gorky City, and invited him to have a drink with him. However, Chernenko refused on the pretext of poor health. So Chernenko's invitation made him feel a little strange.

"What? Can't you give me face? " Chernenko walked over with a smile and put it on Vladimir's shoulder, smiling as if they were usually very good friends.

Although Vladimir felt strange, he didn't smile. After all, chernianko was his senior brother in the same school and department, and now he works in a unit, so he should give face. When he was in college, Chernenko was a celebrity on campus. He not only got good grades, but also had many talents. He was very popular with girls. At that time, many people in the school knew Chernenko, and Vladimir was no exception. So when he was in Gorky, Vladimir recognized Chernenko, whom he had not seen for a long time.

"Good! Last time I wanted to ask you out in Gorky, but you didn't give me face! " In fact, in Vladimir's heart, he still cares about being rejected by Chernenko in Gorky last time.

"Sorry! I was wrong last time. I was a little uncomfortable, so... But it's my treat tonight. You can choose the place. " Chernenko tried to explain. Last time, I was in trouble, and this time, too. Looking at Vladimir with a face full of vitality, Chernenko had a trace of envy in his heart.

Chernenko took Vladimir all the way to the parking lot, where his imported car was parked. Along the way, Chernenko had already had a worry in his heart. He had to find out the words of Vladimir first. Vladimir is still working in the confidential department, mainly responsible for the leadership of the KGB Leningrad branch and the comprehensive processing and confidentiality of official documents in the office. Chernenko has also worked in the confidential department before, so he is familiar with this process. He now has a bold plan, which is to send a secret document to the KGB Operation Bureau in Afghanistan in the name of the KGB Leningrad branch, so that they can arrange an assassination. Of course, this official document is forged, but as long as it is handled thoroughly, we should be able to be unaware of it.

"Nice car! It seems you didn't do it for nothing in Gorky! " Vladimir looked at Chernenko's car and said with heartfelt emotion.

"You know, there's always something in the place Chernenko has an expression you know. Vladimir sees it, just smiles and says nothing more. This is the current trend. President Bo has said that none of us can survive on wages, and most officials naturally don't take it seriously to collect a little money.

Chernenko drove Vladimir straight to the Winter Palace Hotel in Leningrad, which is famous for its food and wine. Chernenko occasionally comes here for recreation and is very familiar with it. Along the way, the two talked about a lot of things at school, and the distance between them was drawn in a lot. As soon as he arrived at the hotel, Chernenko, a frequent guest here, was shown to his usual seat by the service staff. Chernenko ordered some wine and vegetables, as well as a few bottles of vodka, and the two of them drank.

After drinking for a while, it was getting hot, and Vladimir put his key on the wine table. Chernenko glanced at it carelessly. He saw a very special key on the key. It was the key for the talents in the confidential department. Chernenko, who was familiar with the workflow of the confidential department, knew that today's goal was it. Only with this key could he get involved in the implementation of his own plan in the confidential department. But he's going to pour Vladimir down first.

Two people you a cup I a cup, also don't know how much to drink, during several times to the toilet chelnenko vomit before finally pouring Vladimir. Drunk Vladimir still remembers to put away the key. Chernenko forces himself to wake up. He is going to start his own action.

Chernenko first opened a room in the hotel, carried Vladimir into the room and took out the keys from him. At this time, Chernenko's spirit was extremely nervous, 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 took the key carefully into the bathroom, picked up two disposable soap bubble in hot water. After a while, the surface of the soap began to soften. Chernenko pressed the key on the soap, and the mark on the key was clearly left on the soap. Then he cleaned up the soap residue on the key and put it back in the distance. During this period, Chernenko noticed Vladimir sleeping from time to time. Fortunately, he never woke up.

After all this, Chernenko can finally take a breath. He cleaned up the traces of the scene, carefully put away two pieces of soap, and then quietly left the room, leaving only the drunk and unconscious Vladimir.