The man saw Ivanovich's profile, turned on the flashlight and looked down at the somewhat distorted photo in his hand with suspicion.
"Bring out your ID card!" The man in uniform showed his ID, "We belong to the 12th Bureau of the State Security Council of the Soviet Union!"
KGB Joel knew about this famous intelligence agency, but he did not expect to meet the investigators of this agency on the eve of the collapse of the Soviet Union.
Ivanovich's body trembled, he let go of his hand holding Joel's sleeve, and fled to the distance of the village without looking back. Although the ground was snowy and uneven, Ivanovich ran very fast,
"Catch him!" The KGBs were like sharks smelling blood. Their long-term experience in handling cases told them that the person who escaped must have some relationship with the target.
One group of people got into a jeep and gave chase, while the other group continued to search in the village.
"What's the relationship between you two and that man?" The KGB man with the photo took out a notebook from his arms.
Sergey understood. He looked at Joel who pretended not to understand Russian. His heart moved and he translated in Joel's ear.
What a smart man. Joel breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Sergey's actions.
Fortunately, he brought Sergey to the Soviet Union. If he had brought Eddie Allen and two blind people with him, he probably wouldn't be able to go back.
"Who are you?" The KGB frowned and moved forward, blocking the sight of other companions.
Joel quickly opened the system panel and recharged all the change he had on hand. He didn't know how the system determined that the money belonged to him and not to Haylis, but Joel breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the points in the system panel.
He moved quickly to the spell column and found the spell "Confusion". The progress bar above said 0/50. Joel gritted his teeth and put in all the points.
As if his brain was suddenly lit up, Joel took out his magic wand.
Other KGB members were knocking on doors asking for information about Ivanovich. Sergey found that the villagers who had surrounded him before shook their heads in denial, saying that they had never seen this person before.
"What are you going to do..." The KGB's first reaction when seeing this dark red "twig" was to question.
But Joel's confusion spell had already hit him, and a large amount of the newly recovered magic power in his body was lost. KGB's eyes became cloudy, and then became clear.
"Okay, okay, I understand..." The KGB lowered his head and wrote quickly in Russian on his notebook. The other KGB members did not notice anything was wrong here and continued to perform their tasks.
Under the influence of the confusion spell, the KGB did not make things difficult for the two of them. Based on his knowledge, the two people in front of him were British dignitaries invited by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and had nothing to do with the gold smuggling case they wanted to investigate.
He didn't think carefully about why the dignitaries sent by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs would appear in this remote place where no one has shit.
"Ivan, send a car to transport these two distinguished guests across the border. They have something urgent to do." The KGB turned back and looked at his companions.
"...No problem." The person Joel hit with the confusion spell seemed to be the leader of the team. The KGB member named Ivan had no doubts when he heard this. He opened the door of the jeep and invited Joel and the two to get in.
"Come on, let's leave quickly, something is wrong here." Joel said in English.
Sergey understood. He followed Joel into the jeep and turned back to wave to the KGB member.
After getting in the car, Sergey communicated with the driver Ivan in half-baked Russian.
"Are you going to the Wusu border?" Ivan is a young man with a handsome appearance and looks full of energy in his uniform.
"That's right, the Soviet Union... Something is wrong in the Soviet Union." Sergey somehow remembered what Joel said before getting into the car, and he translated the sentence into Russian exactly as it was.
Joel, who was sitting in the back row, closed his eyes and pointed the wand in his hand at Ivan's back.
Unexpectedly, this sentence opened up Ivan's conversation, "Yes, I think something big is going to happen in the next two days. Many people from government agencies have been sent to the border. I know what these people are thinking!"
"Arms, gold!" Ivan knocked on the steering wheel angrily, "They moved everything they could out of the country!"
"Aren't you living a happy life?" Sergey noticed that the driver, Ivan, seemed to talk too much, and seemed willing to confide some information to them.
"How happy you are!" Although he is a staff member of the state secret agency, Ivan seems to have a lot of dissatisfaction with the Soviet Union. "My current salary is not even enough for our family's daily expenses!"
"The ruble is depreciating crazily, gold and the US dollar are the hard currencies!"
They are 30 miles away from the border post with Uzbekistan and it takes several hours for a jeep to walk in the snow.
Under the dim light, Joel noticed snowflakes falling outside the window again.
At night, the temperature in Russia dropped sharply, and the strong wind once again stirred up endless snowflakes to hit the distance.
The three of them also felt cold while sitting in the jeep. Ivan had already stopped complaining about the Soviet Union. He cursed the weather in a low voice and then accelerated the car slightly.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the speed of the car suddenly decreased.
"What's going on?" Sergey asked in a deep voice. He didn't want to cause trouble at this juncture.
"The tire burst!" Ivan hammered the steering wheel hard, opened the car door and jumped out of the car. The cold wind howling outside the car door mixed with snowflakes blew in mercilessly.
Ivan braved the snowstorm to change the spare tire, while Joel and Sergey took the opportunity to put the gold into a small pocket bag, then took out the polyjuice potion and poured it into their mouths to prevent their identity from expiration.
"No, the spare tire can't drive in the snow!" Ivan slammed the car door, "We have to wait for the snowstorm to pass!"
He climbed into the car.
"Are we going to wait here all night?" Sergey was a little worried.
"That's right," Ivan said matter-of-factly, "The snowstorm outside is getting heavier and heavier. Even if we change the tires, we can't continue moving forward. If we are not careful, we may go in the wrong direction."
Joel looked out the window. The snowstorm was getting bigger and bigger. The snow particles were like sharp knives poking at the jeep. With the help of the strong wind, the jeep was swaying left and right like a lonely boat in the ocean.
Joel had never experienced anything like this before, so he felt a little irritated and frowned tightly.
"Do you eat Leba?" Ivan took out a bag from the passenger storage box, and the aroma of bread filled the car.
"Of course." Sergey and Joel had been hungry all day, and now they were hungry.
A big loaf weighed four to five kilograms. Each of them cut a large piece. This was the first time for Joel to eat it. There were also some raisins and walnuts mixed in with the whole wheat bread. When he took a bite, he felt that it was full of mellow flavor and he chewed it.
The sweetness contained in the fragrance slowly moisturizes the mouth.
The cold wind was blowing outside the car, and it seemed that I was never tired.