Chapter 379

Outside Moscow, on the road outside Moscow's first detention house. A group of prisoners in prison clothes are sweeping the snow on both sides of the road. Maybe they are afraid of their resistance. What they are holding are all simple snow removal tools made of pure wood. It's very hard to work.

The prisoners have been working for nearly two hours since 6 a.m. and have never had a rest. Although the outdoor temperature is more than ten degrees below zero, Chebyshev's body is completely wet, his nostrils and mouth are constantly white, and his beard above his lips is covered with a thick layer of ice.

Since Chebyshev agreed to act as an informer for the KGB to break into the Nikolay criminal group, he has been detained here for nearly a month, and his charge is to evade military service. The case is still in the trial stage. Of course, this is not a serious crime, just to find an excuse for Chebyshev to return to Moscow. Before he was sent here, baranikov told him that he would arrange a man to help him escape from here in a month. Today is the appointed day. But the snow work will soon be finished, and the people who came to help him have not yet appeared.

What Chebyshev doesn't know is that baranikov, who is in charge of recruiting him, is in trouble. Because the latest instructions have been sent from the Kremlin, asking the KGB to suspend the investigation of the Uzbek case and wait for further instructions. As for the specific reasons, there is no explanation above. But it is clear to all that this is because Andropov is dead and the new government is appeasing the bureaucracy.

Baranikov can't get the immunity agreement he wants. Without it, all Chebyshev's actions will be punished by law in the future. But now Chebyshev has been sent to prison on the charge of evading military service. Can you tell him that everything will wait until the upper authorities decide to continue to investigate and then get him out of prison? What's more, baranikov doesn't want to hang up this case in any way. The loss of the country has not been recovered. The corrupt elements still occupy a high position and continue to erode the country. The KGB has the responsibility to remove them from the party one by one.

So baranikov, who has been struggling for many times, decided to act first and then to assist Chebyshev to carry on this task alone. Now baranikov's car is parked in an abandoned farm warehouse not far from the prisoners. He watched the prisoner's every move with his telescope, waiting for the best time. A brand new set of clothes and a paper bag were placed in the back of his car for Chebyshev's escape. There were some money and some forged documents in it.

Baranikov can clearly see the scene in the distance through the telescope. The snow on the road is about to be cleared up. There is not much time left for him. If he doesn't do it again, baranikov will break his promise to Chebyshev. Chebyshev will be sent to another prison with false charges. This rare opportunity to break into Nikolay's criminal organization will be wasted.

There was no time for baranikov to think about the gains and losses. Baranikov sighed and started the car. The car began to drive slowly towards the first detention center in Moscow. Baranikov held the steering wheel tightly and began to accelerate.

The car started to go down the hill on a fork road not far from the detention center. Soon he came to a fork road under the feet of the prisoners. After baranikov stopped the car, he did not turn off the engine. He had done what he had planned to do.

Chebyshev had been waiting for baranikov's reception. When the sound of the car came from a distance, Chebyshev's heart had already been raised to his throat. He pretended to be cleaning, step by step to the side of the road, with the remaining light of his eyes swept below. Through the gap between the pine trees on the hillside, Chebyshev could see the outline of a car. I can still hear the slight vibration of the engine.

When to wait without running at this time? Chebyshev gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. He bravely jumped down the slope and rushed down.

"No, someone's gone!"

"Come on

"Everybody stay on the ground, or I'll shoot!"

"Stop, no running!"

"Bang! Bang

……

All kinds of voices came from Chebyshev's ears. He did not dare to turn back and ran down. One of them accidentally tripped on the ground by the root of a tree, and his body rolled down uncontrollably. Chebyshev protected his head. Fortunately, the snow on the ground was thick, so Chebyshev didn't have the fracture. When he managed to escape to the downhill road, a man grabbed him, dragged him into the car, and then took Chebyshev away from the scene with one accelerator.

The car had to go around the fork in the road to catch up with him. Baranikov's plan was very smooth. For the rest of his life, Chebyshev checked his body. Fortunately, although he was sore all over, he didn't feel severe pain when he moved his arms and legs. Chebyshev was relieved to know that he had no fracture.

"Why did you come so long?" Chebyshev said discontentedly.

"There's a suit of clothes in the back. Put it on, and there's a paper bag next to it with money and fake certificates. After a while, you get out of the car after the town in front of you. The contact information is in the coat pocket of the clothes. Remember the number, and then destroy the number paper. In the future, you will report it to me once a month. If I can't get in touch with you, I'll want you all over the country for murder! " Baranikov ignored Chebyshev's complaint and explained things in a cold voice.

"How's my brother?" Chebyshev asked uneasily.

"He is now in Leningrad, living in another capacity! Don't look for him. Do your job well. The better you do, the better your brother's life will be! " Baranikov said without looking back.

"What am I now? The KGB? " Chebyshev said with some complacency.

"It's just a non staff member. If we perform well, we'll absorb you. After all, is anti triad also one of our responsibilities?" Baranikov frowned and said that whether it's true or not, it must give people a little hope and motivation to work hard.

Two people in the car in such a hurry to do communication, less than half an hour, the car has passed a town. Baranikov parked his car in the woods by the side of the road, put down Chebyshev, gave him a passbook and said, "this is a savings bank account. Your payment will be paid to this account on time every month. This money is enough for your life!"

"Thank you With that, Chebyshev picked up his passbook and ran to the depth of the woods. Baranikov looked at his back and breathed a sigh of relief!