Fall in love with you reading the book network 630book, the fastest update of the godfather of the Soviet Union Xie Wenlong struggled to open his eyes, and a bucket of cold water was splashed on his body, which made his wounds all over his body feel pain, and he gasped for breath.
Even though he couldn't see what was happening in front of him.
But he felt himself being hanged, and there were several people in uniform standing next to him as if interrogating him, and he didn't know what was going on.
"Comrade Sergei Ivanovich Ulyanov, I hate prisoners, but who emboldened you to beat Grishenshuji's nephew."
A voice came from opposite Xie Wenlong.
Xie Wenlong's head suddenly hurt sharply, and he remembered that he was drinking skewers and beer with his friends at a barbecue stall, when suddenly a BMW car rushed over from the road and crashed straight into them.
Immediately after that, some information poured out of Xie Wenlong's mind, a Soviet teenager named Sergei Ivanovich Ulyanov, who was an orphan since he was a child, and finally admitted to Moscow State University through his own efforts.
On another outing, he saw a scoundrel bullying a beautiful girl, he rushed up and taught the guy a lesson, who knew that the guy was actually seriously injured, and it was actually the nephew of Viktor Vasilyevich Glishin, the secretary of the Moscow City Committee, so the nickname of poor Seryosha Sergei was captured by the vicious KGB.
Xie Wenlong sighed deeply in his heart, he actually crossed into the hands of such an unlucky guy, and he didn't know if he would survive in the hands of the KGB.
Xie Wenlong was originally an armed police officer stationed on the Sino-Russian border, and the most contact he had on weekdays was the Russian * Luo * truck driver on the border line.
Well, let me survive as Seryosha in this red giant that is about to fall.
Here Seryosha is used to refer to the protagonist instead Fortunately, the KGB was only torturing him, and did not intend to take his life, and seeing that it was almost over, one of the officers waved his hand and asked his men to take Seryosha back.
"Let's do this today, lock him up with those Caucasians.
If you offend the secretary of the municipal party committee, don't think about going out in this life.
One of the officers said.
Walking through the dimly lit corridor, passing through iron gates, and with pairs of eyes staring at him in the iron doors on both sides of the corridor, Seryosha was taken to a double cell.
There was a bed on each side of the cell, a toilet in the middle, the skin of the walls on all sides was peeling, there were mold spots on the walls, and there was a foul smell in the room.
An old man was lying on the bed, and when he saw someone coming in, he immediately got up from the bed and stood as straight as he could by the window.
The guards threw Seryoshazh into the room, locked the cell door and left.
The night was quiet, and the old man ignored Seryosha, who checked his body, and although he was in pain, fortunately it was all skin injuries.
Moscow State University should not be able to go back, provoking such a strong figure, expulsion is certain.
He has no father or mother, no relatives in Moscow, and even if he has good classmates, he is afraid that he is not willing to help himself at the risk of offending the KGB.
"This year is 1980, the year the war in Afghanistan is still going on, the Moscow Olympics * * will be prepared in an orderly manner, no one thought that 11 years later the red giant will fall so easily, this is also an era of change, the fate of countless Soviet people will be completely changed.
Knowing the direction of historical development, I will definitely seize the opportunity to live my life in vain.
And what I happened today must be returned to them a thousand times and a hundred times," Seryosha swore secretly in his heart.
A noisy wake woke up Seryosha who finally fell asleep, and when it was time for breakfast, Seryosha got up from the bed, his body was still so painful, but fortunately, this body was young and strong enough.
After the door of the cell was opened, the prisoners first called names, and then lined up to go to the dining room to eat, followed by the old man in the same room, but the old man still ignored him, and the prisoners lined up to receive food.
Breakfast was a loaf of bread, some beans, and a glass of water.
Seryosha casually found a seat and was about to sit down, when he suddenly felt that he had been caught.
"Are you S" Seryosha turned around and saw that it was the old man who lived with him.
He seemed to understand something, and when he turned around, he saw that everyone else at the table was staring at him.
"Come with me, children, stay away from these Chechens," said the old man again.
"Thank you," Seryosha thanked.
He was taken by the old man to another table.
"If you're not careful here, you're going to die.
Just now there were Chechens, not far to your right are Kazakhs, behind them are Georgians, in front of them are Azerbaijanis.
Only here is the territory of our Slavs.
The old man continued, and Xie Liao nodded convincingly.
"You can call me Petrov, what is your name, my child," the old man asked.
"My name is Sergey Ivanovich Ulyanov, you can call me Seryosha."
Seryosha replied.
"Seryosha, why are you locked up," Petrov continued.
"I taught a scoundrel on the way, but he was the nephew of the secretary of the Moscow City Committee."
Seryosha continued.
"It seems that you are not small, dare to hit the nephew of the municipal committee, the secretary, if only there was vodka, I really want to have a toast with you."
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Petrov took a sip of the water from the cup and casually spat on the ground.
"It's not a good taste."
Petrov grabbed the bread and ate it, not talking to Seryosha, who was also silently eating his breakfast and not talking.
After breakfast, there was about half an hour to let off the wind, and Daddy Petrov led Seryosha for a walk on the playground, and from time to time someone greeted Petrov.
Petrov just nodded to them while talking to Seryosha.
"This prison is called Lubyanka Prison, it has existed since the time of Tsarist Russia, on the north side of the wall is a fire station, to the east is a hospital*, to the west is the prison factory, and to the south is the road to Moscow," Petrov's father said.
Seryosha looked around, about three meters high concrete fence, and at the four corners of the wall there were searchlight towers, and there were guards patrolling back and forth on the walls, all with guns.
"What's that row of houses over there," Seryosha asked, pointing to a row of gray houses, to Petrov's father.
"It's a confinement cell, no one can stay there for 2 days, it's better not to go there, otherwise," Daddy Petrov warned me.
"Listen boy, this is not a good place, it's better not to cause trouble, or you'll die."
Seryosha nodded, and then glanced at the row of houses.
"But the only good thing about it is that the food is good."
Papa Petrov added.
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