Chapter 94 "Suicide"

In a secret prison on the outskirts of Moscow, Briace is lying on the bed in his cell at the moment, staring at the sky outside the window in a daze. It has been almost a week since he was arrested, and apart from the interrogation, he eats and sleeps every day, and his life is monotonous and boring.

Briace thought he could leave here in less than three days. After all, he and Galina had been together for several years. Galina told him that she only had him in her heart, but why was she locked up until now? Had Galina forgotten herself? No, it must not be like this. Even if you don't want yourself, can you still not want the money he earned?

Ever since Briatze caught up with Galina, as her lover, he not only had to satisfy Galina's affairs in bed, but also helped Galina make money and meet her profligate needs. Briyatze asked himself whether he could handle any of these two things properly, and he became the cloth of "Gypsies Borka" (Gypsy means Gypsies in Russian). Riace has been playing the role of a dealer for Galina and his Kremlin partners, the ministers, chairmen, clerks' wives and children's money, which one he did not do everything possible What happened? Could it be that something happened and he was going to be abandoned?

In fact, Briace is no longer as calm as when he first came in. Although the KGB has stopped interrogating him, his treatment has not improved. He was abandoned here, no one cares about him, just like an abandoned pet .

Suddenly, the crisp sound of leather boots came from the quiet corridor. The sound seemed to be in sync with Briace's heartbeat, which made Briace feel upset for a while.

"Da~~da~~!" The sound of leather boots stomping from far to near, slowly came to the door of Briace's cell, and then stopped. Briaze couldn't help getting up and turning his head, he wanted to know who it was.

There was a sound of unlocking the door, and the heavy iron door was creaked open, and a person dressed in black walked in, and then the iron door was locked again.

Briaze looked at the other party suspiciously. After thinking for a long time, he didn't know who this guy was, so he tentatively asked, "Are you sent by Galina to help me? When can I go out?"

The man in black approached Briaze slowly, and said as he approached, "Galina asked me to bring you a message, don't say anything, you will get out safely sooner or later, just?"

"Just what?" Briace involuntarily raised his head and asked. At this moment, the man in black suddenly grabbed Briaze's neck with his back, and then clamped his throat tightly. Briace was taken aback. Although he didn't know why, he was still struggling and resisting instinctively.

"Hey~~~! Oh~~~!"

The man in black was too strong, and Briaze couldn't break free even though he tried his best. He couldn't make any sound at all, he just felt that his neck was in great pain, and his chest was stuffy and uncomfortable.

A few minutes later, Briace had turned into a corpse, with his tongue sticking out and a hideous face. The man in black let go of his hand, panted and rested for a while, and when his strength recovered, he picked up Briace's bed sheet and tore it from the middle, wrapped it around Briace's neck, and then pulled Briace hard. Cai picked it up and hung it on the iron pillar of the ventilation window of the cell, and put down another bucket at his feet. Pretend to be the scene where Briaze hanged himself. After doing all this, the man in black carefully checked the traces in the cell, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he left here.

On the same day, Tsweikon was visiting his soon-to-be-completed villa, where the scenery was pleasant and beautiful, surrounded by large tracts of tall trees. Tsweikon came to the third floor and looked into the distance through the window of his future study. There was a lake and mountains in the distance, just like the scenery in a painting. Although the surrounding area is covered with snow and the lake is frozen, Zweigun can still imagine the scene in spring.

In the open space downstairs, Tsweikon's bodyguard stood beside the car, observing the surrounding situation vigilantly. As the guard of the first deputy chairman of the KGB, he is always on the lookout for his surroundings, and it is his duty to prevent dangers in their infancy.

Tsweikon stayed here for a long time before he walked down the stairs slowly. He said to his guard Yuan: "Go, go for a walk in the woods!" The guards quickly followed.

Looking at the pure white scene in the forest, Tsweikon liked it very much. Just before going out, Zweikon had just discussed with his wife the decoration of the villa, the style of the wallpaper in the bedroom, the furniture in the study room, the pattern of the carpet, etc. Originally, he was not so busy as a busy person. Time, but now! Thinking about it, Zweigon couldn't help laughing.

After walking for a few minutes, Zweigon came to the fence. He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. The guard handed him a lighter and lit the cigarette for Zweigon. After taking a breath, lean on the fence and think about things.

The surroundings are extremely quiet, only the sound of the breeze blowing in the woods. The guard of Tswigon quietly moved his position, and he slowly put his hand on his own gun. While paying attention to Tswigon's situation, he slowly drew out his pistol, and quietly pointed at him. On the temple of Zweigon. A burst of icy cold came from his temples, Zweigon was startled and before he could react, a voice suddenly said:

"do not move!"

Zweigon's cigarette fell to the ground, and he raised his hands, not understanding what was going on.

Zweigon swallowed in horror, and then said slowly: "Who are you?"

"Your guard!" The other party replied coldly.

"Who sent you here?" Zweigon asked again.

"No comment!" The other party's answer was still cold.

"I..." Tsweikon turned around sharply, trying to avoid the gun, but the other party moved faster, and before he could make a move, with a "bang!", the guard stopped the flight, and the dull gun The sound resounded in the forest, the birds started up from the bushes, and the white snow fell to the ground.

The guard wiped the gun in his hand, put it in Zweigon's hand, and posed. Then he flew back to the car, sat on the seat to relax, picked up the Altai car phone in the car, dialed the phone back to the headquarters, and said in a terrified tone: "It's not good, Vice Chairman Zweigun Suicide!" (To be continued...)