Chapter 382

After walking out of the woods, Chebyshev first hitchhiked to the nearest town. He found a place to have a good meal, and then got on a car carrying goods to Moscow and returned to Moscow. Chebyshev had a set of forged documents personally supervised by KGB, which was not a problem after being interrogated by the police. Chebyshev made a phone call to his former friends in Moscow and indirectly contacted Hassan's subordinates. The other party told him not to show up and to find a place to stay for a while, waiting for the superior to decide to arrange for him.

Chebyshev didn't wait long. Someone immediately came to meet him and took him back to his original gang. After his original friend confirmed his identity, Chebyshev had the opportunity to communicate with Hassan for the first time. Hassan came to see Chebyshev in his car. They had a deep talk in the car.

Hassan said to Chebyshev regretfully, "I'm sorry, brother. You are wanted now. You can't stay in Moscow!"

"But I don't have a place to go now. Aren't you going to mind me?" Chebyshev asked, pretending to be anxious.

"No, I mean we're going to send you abroad to avoid the limelight. We also have business abroad. When we get there, someone will come to meet you." Hassan explained to Chebyshev with a smile.

"But I still have my family to take care of in China. What will they do when I leave?" Chebyshev still feels a little reluctant. His brother is in the hands of the KGB. If he is sent abroad, how can he send information to baranikov. In case the other party misunderstands his escape, what should his brother do?

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

"Brother, if it's not a last resort, I won't force you. Don't worry! You will have a good life abroad. I won't hurt you! " Hassan continued to exhort.

"Boss, I have to call my brother! Otherwise, I'm afraid of my family! " Chebyshev asked.

Hassan nodded. He was afraid that the police had taken control of Chebyshev's relatives, so he only allowed Chebyshev to use the public phone to contact his family. Moreover, they were not allowed to go abroad on their own. Chebyshev agreed. He went into the phone booth and, under the supervision of his brothers, dialed the phone balanikov gave him.

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

"Where are you?" Baranikov asked with concern.

"Brother, don't say anything. Listen to me. I'm going abroad with my friends to avoid the wind. Be careful and don't tell the police anything! I'll send you the money on time! " Chebyshev vaguely reminded baranikov of Hassan's own arrangement.

"Abroad! Where have you been? " Baranikov couldn't help asking. He didn't expect that his informant would go abroad as soon as he was sent away. It seems that this organization is really capable.

"No, brother! Pay attention not to say anything to the police. I'll contact you when I get there! " Chebyshev finished explaining what he wanted to say, and then hung up.

Hassan was listening to every word he said. Hassan came up and patted Chebyshev on the back, comforted him. Then Hassan said to him, "you are going to Leningrad in the car I arranged. I will arrange a boat to take you to Poland, and wait for the next instruction when you arrive in Poland! You keep the money

Chebyshev took the money from hassandi. When he saw that it was three bundles of dollars tied with rubber bands, it seemed that one bundle was 10000 yuan, a total of 30000 yuan. It's 30000 dollars! That's more than enough for a family in Moscow to buy a house and a car, and live a few years of leisure without having to work. I didn't expect Hassan to be so generous!

"Boss, this is too... Too much!" Said Chebyshev, somewhat surprised.

"Ha ha! What is this! If you go abroad and work hard, you can earn this amount every month Hassan said with indifference.

After Hassan gave the money, he left in another car. Chebyshev followed the others to get into the car and left Moscow. Fortunately, no police came to search them along the way. It took the car two days and two nights to get to Leningrad. Chebyshev was given a day's rest, after which his companion completed the forged seaman's papers for him.

"A cargo ship will leave tomorrow. Your identity is the sailor on the ship. There is a batch of goods sent to Poland in Chuanshan. When you get to Poland, you will get off the ship, and then make this call. The people on the other side will arrange the following things." Chebyshev's companion explained to him what had happened after he got on the boat, and gave him his papers.

"Where am I going?" Chebyshev asked suspiciously.

"We don't know. Only when you get to Poland will you know where you will be sent!" He explained the direction.

In the afternoon, Chebyshev was sent to the port of Leningrad. He boarded a Norwegian freighter. Although the freighter would not leave the port until the next day, the crew had to make preparations in advance. Chebyshev is still going abroad for the first time. Now he feels a little confused. He can't figure out whether he should continue to serve the KGB or work well in Hassan's team. After all, with a salary of 30000 dollars a month, such a good job is not available everywhere. But when he thought that his brother was still in the hands of the KGB, behind Chebyshev's back there were bursts of chills. Chebyshev thought that even if Hassan was a bull again, as long as he was targeted by the KGB, he would never be happy. However, Hassan's money can be kept secretly and not reported to baranikov, but the KGB wants his brother's life, so it can't be right with them.

The next morning, with the roar of the sirens on the dock. The freighter finally left the dock and headed for the Baltic Sea. Two days later, the freighter stopped at Gdansk, a Polish port. Chebyshev left the freighter with his luggage. He found his contact person according to the contact information given to him by his friends before going abroad. They asked him to meet in a cafe near the pier.

Chebyshev sat in the cafe for about half an hour. A middle-aged man in a windbreaker sat opposite him, handed him a paper bag and said to him, "there is a car outside. They will take you to Warsaw. Two days later, a flight to Italy will take you out of Poland. Congratulations, my friend!"