Chapter 636: It would be a pity not to be an agent
But soon, Andreevich's voice came from outside the door.
"You are indeed a smart man, it's me."
In fact, it didn't matter whether he answered or not. Cheng Yu had already confirmed his identity through his silence.
The reason is very simple. If Andreevich is not the person outside the door, it should be a local from Irkutsk. There is a high probability that they will not understand Chinese.
Andreevich had obviously thought of this, so when he fell silent, he quickly realized that it would be of no use whether he admitted his identity or not, so he simply admitted it frankly.
Cheng Yu opened the door.
But he still remained 100% wary. After all, Andreevich was from the KGB. According to Sergey's description, this guy was really a former KGB person. It was just that not long after he joined the KGB, the man who had been able to communicate with
The behemoth of the United States, a rival country, suffered the fate of disintegration.
Even though Andreevich is over fifty years old this year and has not been engaged in secret service work for many years, Cheng Yu is no less wary of him than when he faced Sergey.
You know, before Cheng Yu met Sergey, he only knew that he was a killer. Cheng Yu knew nothing about his past.
After learning that both Sergey and Andreevich came from the Russian intelligence agency, and were the kind of agents who went out in the field and specialized in such shady things as "mining clearance", Cheng Yu became wary of these two people.
, it rose to a new level.
Of course, Sergey is already behind bars and seriously injured, and is no longer a threat.
But Andreevich was definitely classified as one of the most dangerous people in Cheng Yu's case.
Therefore, he kept his mind ready for martial arts at any time, and then cautiously opened the door.
And after opening the door, he immediately took half a step back to ensure that Andreevich would not be subdued by one blow.
As for whether Andreevich was holding a pistol, Cheng Yu didn't think too much about it. In a place like this, even if there were very few people coming and going during the day, if there was a gunshot, Andreevich would
Your life now will be completely ruined.
There is no doubt that Andreevich would never be willing to ruin his hard-earned life.
Outside the door, stood a Russian man who was over 1.8 meters tall, thin, bearded, and with very short hair.
Like almost all Russians, Andreevich, who is in his fifties, looks older than his age, but the fact that he can still maintain such a figure in his fifties speaks volumes in itself.
Cheng Yu believed that Andreevich definitely had a strong figure under his clothes, and would not look a little thin like this.
Although not all Russians must have a big belly when they reach this age, and some like their President Putin maintain a good figure, but if genes are not maintained very hard the day after tomorrow, it is almost impossible not to grow a shape.
Come on with a big belly.
Based on this alone, Cheng Yu must be extra careful about the Russian man in front of him.
While Cheng Yu was sizing up Andreevich, Andreevich was also sizing up Cheng Yu.
There was also a bit of surprise in his eyes.
In his conception, the probability of a person who could defeat Sergei alone was extremely low in terms of height and weight, but he would almost certainly be similar in stature to himself.
The Cheng Yu in front of him can be described as gentle and gentle.
And they are still as polite as Chinese people. It is unlikely that a Russian, even a university professor who almost never engages in physical work, will appear to be in a state of being helpless.
As for Cheng Yu, if he didn't know and believe that he had really defeated Sergey, Andreevich might have felt that he could strangle him to death with one hand.
Andreevich's brows frowned slightly without concealing it.
"Are you the one who talked to me on the phone?"
Andreevich's Chinese still has a very strong Northeastern accent, and of course, it also has the typical Russian accent.
Cheng Yu smiled slightly and continued to be on guard.
"You should still be able to hear my voice."
"Did you really defeat Sergei on your own?"
"Perhaps, you can give it a try." Cheng Yu shrugged, appearing unconcerned.
Andreevich's eyes slightly blurred, he looked at Cheng Yu again, shook his head slowly and said: "I haven't taken action for many years. Even when I first came to China to do business, I was blackmailed by local gangsters and I didn't take action.
I just hope that I won’t have to take action until the moment I die.”
Cheng Yu nodded slowly, stepped aside and said, "Mr. Gu Lie, please come in."
Andreevich stepped in without much hesitation.
Cheng Yu closed the door, fell half a step behind Andreevich, and said, "Mr. Gulie, you deceived me."
Cheng Yu was referring to Andreevich saying on the phone that he would need another three hours, but in fact, he was probably already at the logistics center where Cheng Yu had been.
The reason why it was delayed for more than an hour was because he needed a suitable time to load Lao Dapeng into the car and place him properly.
"I just need to make sure."
Andreevich half turned around and asked Cheng Yu where he should go with his eyes.
Cheng Yu pointed to the right and said, "That's the living room over there."
Andreevich stepped in, and Cheng Yu followed him slowly.
"So, you have found a suitable place to house my friend?"
After Cheng Yu walked into the living room, he maintained his diagonal position with Andreevich.
As if he had returned to his own home, Andreevich walked to the sofa and sat down. He did not answer Cheng Yu's question directly, but said, "Aren't you going to buy me a drink?"
"This is not my home either. I am no more familiar with this place than you are. If you want to drink, you might as well look around for yourself."
Andreevich actually stood up, walked to the wine cabinet, grabbed a bottle of local vodka, found a glass, and checked to see if it was still clean, and poured himself more than half a glass.
After taking a sip of vodka, Andreevich returned to sit on the sofa and said, "No matter what, it's still hard for me to believe that you can beat Sergey. I'm old, but he's still at his peak.
, the business he has run over the years has caused almost no deterioration in his physical fitness. But you..."
"This is not important, especially Mr. Gulie, you have said that you hope you will not have to do anything again until you die."
Andreevich nodded, took another sip of wine, and lowered his head.
"You're right, I'm just curious. Maybe those legendary Kung Fu really exist in China. Although I have seen too many so-called Chinese Kung Fu in China over the years, they are actually all deceptive tricks.
"
"You can judge that."
"So, you are a Chinese secret agent?"
"You will know my identity when Mr. Gulie returns to China and pays more attention to the news. I am just an ordinary businessman and have nothing to do with the work of an agent. If Sergey hadn't offended me this time
, I don’t care whether he is a killer or not, or how many people he has killed.”
"Even if he killed your compatriots?"
"This is something that the police or other relevant departments should worry about. As I said, I am just an ordinary citizen."
Andreevich was noncommittal, and Cheng Yu didn't care whether he believed it or not.
"But you've already captured Sergey, why would you risk it again for a... well, so-called friend?"
"It may not be accurate to say friend. In fact, I didn't even have any direct contact with this person before this. But firstly, he was a key link in the fucking thing Sergey did. Secondly, his mother
My father and I are half-siblings. Can Mr. Gulie still accept this explanation?"
Andreevich nodded and said, "That makes sense."
"So, when can you hand me over?"
Before Andreevich could answer, Cheng Yu added: "In fact, what you promised Sergey has been completed by now. You should have also tried to contact Sergey. His mobile phone is now in the police's possession."
It's under control. You must have communicated with the police in an appropriate way and confirmed my news. Judging from the fact that you were drinking, you probably didn't drive Sergey's Volga here either...
…”
The pupils of Andreevich's eyes suddenly shrank, and his brows turned into pinpoints.
"Sergey couldn't have told you about this car."
This was probably some kind of tacit bottom line between him and Sergey. After all, leaks about transportation might endanger Andreevich's life.
"He did not say it. He just said that you would send people here according to the agreement with him. And your appearance at least shows that what he said should be true. As for his car, I discovered it myself."
"Impossible! Even the GPS positioning has been removed from that car."
Cheng Yu nodded and explained: "That's another story. To put it simply, Sergey has two men here..."
Seeing that Andreevich's body was obviously tense and his expression was a bit nervous, Cheng Yu added with a smile: "Don't worry, those two people have been controlled by me. They may know the name you are using now, but
But I don’t have any more detailed information. I also believe that they will not do anything against you in the future. After all, Sergey is no longer here, and it’s time for them to change their way of life."
"In other words, they already know my former identity?"
Cheng Yu didn't hide anything and said: "I know roughly, but I think as long as they still have some brains, they won't think that your identity is something that can be used to trade with the Russian Intelligence Agency. After working with Sergei for so long
, they should have a deep understanding of silence."
Andreevich thought for a while and nodded, but Cheng Yu didn't know whether he had let down his guard against the siblings.
"Keep telling your story."
"One of those two men went to Sergei's lair in the middle of the night on the first day after I came here.
He probably felt that Sergey would never come back, so he wanted to keep Sergey's savings over the years as his own.
And I followed him, and I found a car key at Sergey's house. Because he also had some car-related bills at home, I determined the make and license plate number of the car.
When you left Harbin, I happened to be going to find Sergey and saw the Honda Accord you were driving at the time.
The Chinese police have been tracking your car since then, but after you abandoned the car, they lost your whereabouts.
You also know that Qiqihar is close to the border with Inner Mongolia and there are not that many surveillance cameras.
So I guessed how you would return home and your first stop after entering Irkutsk.
I searched for a long time near the airport, and finally I found the Volga.
I have to admit that I trust you far more than you trust me. I actually believed what you said that it would take three hours to reach Irkutsk. Therefore, even though I had placed a note in the car at that time,
I installed a new GPS locator, but due to some other chores, I did not keep track of the vehicle's location.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have had to test you at the door just now."
Andreevich was stunned for a moment, then said: "Have you located that car?"
Cheng Yu took out his mobile phone, quickly called up the positioning app, and showed Andrevic a look at the map and the red dots of the positioning.
"It's a shame that you don't want to be an agent."
Cheng Yu smiled slightly, but heard the doorbell ring again.
