"What is your mission in Europe?" Yanzi called out to Geng Chaozhong who was about to turn around and leave.
"Yanzi, you seem to have forgotten the regulations of Lubyanka..." Geng Chaozhong spoke, but did not look back.
"I have not forgotten. On the contrary, I am now your only contact person in Europe. We should fight side by side." Yanzi said.
"My battlefield is not in France, I can only tell you this." Geng Chaozhong put his hand on the doorknob.
"Where are you going?" Yan Zi's voice was a little uneasy.
"It's better to leave this place to you." Geng Chaozhong opened the door.
"Wait!" Yanzi jumped up from the bed and stood in front of Geng Chaozhong. To be precise, he got into the space between Geng Chaozhong's body and the door handle, which made the distance between the two very ambiguous.
"Yanzi, I admit that you have unparalleled capital," Geng Chaozhong smiled, "but this is of no use to me. I prefer Asian women."
"No, listen to me," Yanzi turned his hand behind his back and slowly closed the door, "I admit that I underestimated you, and I also admit that I used some tricks on you unconsciously, but please believe me, I have no ill intentions."
"Okay, if you have any questions, please continue." Geng Chaozhong let go of his hand and returned to the house.
"The Northern District is a big district," Yan Zi's blue eyes shone in the moonlight, "Our organizations are everywhere from Berlin and Paris to London and even Copenhagen. This setback in Paris will never affect us.
But I must tell you that if your ultimate goal is Germany, then you will definitely need my help. I think this is one of the reasons why my superiors arranged for me to join you."
"Why?" Geng Chaozhong asked.
"Because, I am German." Yanzi smiled.
"Oh?" Geng Chaozhong suddenly became interested. He looked at Yanzi's slim body leaning on the quilt by the door and couldn't help but touch his chin.
"After Kristallnacht, the work of our German Communist Party went underground, and many people had to flee to various parts of Europe, but believe me, we still have a huge influence in Germany." Yanzi said seriously.
"Thank you, but I have my own way. In fact, I just need a transitional status in France." Geng Chaozhong stood up.
Yanzi's enthusiasm made him wary. In fact, he had already made detailed plans for his mission to Europe and did not need anyone's help at all.
"I beg you, help me rescue Bledsoe," Yan Zi's calm face seemed to contain a fire-like passion, "This is my only request, and I am willing to pay any price for it."
"I'm afraid Bledsoe is dead," Geng Chaozhong saw the sincerity in Yanzi's calm expression. "It has been three days since she disappeared. You know what this means."
"No, they won't kill Bledsoe before they find me," Yan Zi's voice finally became a little urgent, "I am willing to appear outside Bledsoe's residence, as long as you are willing to help me!"
"There are only two of us. There is no way I would take such a big risk on this matter," Geng Chaozhong shrugged. "Frankly speaking, in addition to the mission, I also have things that I need to protect."
He thought of some people far away in the East...
Yanzi was silent. She looked at Geng Chaozhong quietly, but Geng Chaozhong's eyes told her that there was no room for negotiation on this matter.
"Thank you for your help. At least you healed my shoulder." Yanzi finally looked desperate. She turned around and opened the door.
There was still no sound of reluctance behind me...
Peng!
The door was closed, leaving only Geng Chaozhong sitting alone in the room.
Snap!
Geng Chaozhong lit a cigarette, and the sparks flickered brightly and darkly in the dark room.
He could understand Yanzi's mood in rescuing Bledsoe, but...
In the world of spies, there is always only giving up, but no rescue. Everyone who enters Lubyanka has already had this realization - because in this dark and cold duel field, no sympathy is allowed.
The presence.
call.......
Geng Chaozhong blew out a huge smoke ring and shook his head.
.........
Running on the streets of Paris in the dark night, Yanzi's heart was beating in the abyss. She didn't blame anyone, including the hard-hearted Asian just now. This was originally the fate of a spy. Everyone just wanted to do it.
Live by your own mission.
but I am not.......
Yanzi told herself in her heart that the martyr's enthusiasm made her steps even more unwavering, and not long after, she appeared outside Bledsoe's apartment.
The lights were on in the apartment, but no one knew what would greet her.
Boom, boom, boom!
There was a knock on the door, and a tall young man appeared in front of Yanzi, looking at the handsome-faced worker wearing overalls with puzzled eyes.
"Who are you looking for?" The man looked at the swallow.
"The original owner of this apartment," Yanzi said with a calm expression, "I am her friend."
"Oh, something happened here a few days ago. It seems you don't know about it." The young man showed sympathy on his face. "If you don't mind, you can come in and sit down. I will tell you the details."
"Thank you!" Yan Zi smiled and took off the workman's hat on his head. His golden hair was spread over his shoulders. The graceful look at that moment made the man's eyes dull.
The furnishings in the apartment remained unchanged. The young man walked to the window and closed the half-closed curtains.
At the same time, in a two-story building not far away, a German who was sitting in front of the window and watching the wind immediately noticed this and quickly turned around to warn several people playing cards in the room:
"There's a situation!"
Several men playing cards stood up immediately. The leader was Coleman, a blond man from the Foreign Intelligence Division of the 6th Bureau of the German Ministry of National Security. He glanced at the closed curtains of Bledsoe's apartment and ordered: "Act immediately!"
In the Bledsoe Apartments, a young man brings a cup of tea to Swallow.
"Please have something to drink," the man's smile was warm, "I will describe to you in detail what happened before."
"Thank you," Yanzi smiled softly, raised the tea to his mouth, took a sip, and asked casually: "Are you German?"
The man's smile froze for an instant. At this moment, there was a popping sound, and a column of water spat out from the swallow's mouth. The man closed his eyes involuntarily, but then, there was a sharp pain in his abdomen. When he opened his eyes,
When I opened my eyes, I no longer had the strength to stand up.
Plop!
The man tilted his head and fell to the ground.
Yan Zi breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the window, and looked out through the slit in the curtains. In the distance, there were faint footsteps.