After dealing with the affairs of the family, Father Petrov called Yuri and Terkina and rushed to Moscow overnight.
Mikhail and Yakov, as well as Boris, were left in the city of Gorky.
Petrov's father did this after consideration, in case this matter was designed by someone, then the KGB would definitely go to Gorky City, and someone in his hometown should see the opportunity to act, and once the news is not right, Gerkina's relationship with the civil aviation company can send everyone abroad, and it is good that the other party will not kill everyone in one pot.
The city of Gorky is not far from Moscow, plus Yuri is in a hurry, driving fast, and before dawn, the three of them have already arrived in Moscow.
Daddy Petrov didn't rush to the hotel where Tonya was staying, but asked Yuri to find another place to stay, and after that, Daddy Petrov asked Yuri and Tergina to go and Tonya to pick them up.
This was done because Papa Petrov feared that the KGB would spy on Tonya and eavesdrop on her.
The matter of the Gorky Gang is not something that can be put on the table, be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, Daddy Petrov is so old, this vigilance is still there.
Another hour had passed when Yuri had brought Tonya here.
Yuri knew that the situation was critical, so he carefully avoided being followed, and went around for a long time before returning here.
Tonya's eyes were red from crying, and she didn't look very good.
Daddy made a pot of coffee, brought everyone a cup, and waited until everyone had drunk it to warm up, and then asked Tonya, "Tell me more about what is going on."
"When we arrived at the airport and were about to board the plane, there were a lot of people, and we were in the back, and suddenly the person in front of Seryosha handed over the luggage to Seryosha for safekeeping, and the luggage contained a lot of valuable jewelry.
Then the police took Seryosha away, and then the KGB came," Tonya said as she recalled.
"Do you know anything else?"
asked Daddy Petrov.
"Seryosha had a friend who also came, and he seemed to be a big official, and he told me that several of the jewels in Seryosha's hands belonged to a movie star who was killed last month, and some belonged to a very famous circus actor, sorry I can't name them," Tonya said, holding her forehead with her palm.
"It's okay, kid, you're fine, don't worry, we can definitely get him out There is a key question below, the person who gave Seryosha luggage, do you have an impression of him, I know you can draw, can you draw this person's physiognomy for me, you don't need to look alike, just draw the main features, think about it, what impresses you about him" Daddy Petrov comforted Tonya and encouraged her to continue to recall more things.
Papa Petrov took out the pen and paper, handed them to Tonya, and asked Tergina to stay and continue to take care of her.
Daddy dragged Yuri to the next room.
"Give her a little time and see if he can draw something Yuri, and go out with me later, we'll have to find this guy," Daddy said to Yuri.
"Where are we going," Yuri asked curiously.
"Go and meet someone, I still have some connections in Moscow, I hope that guy can give me a little face," said Daddy Petrov with a gloomy expression.
Throughout the afternoon, Tonya kept drawing portraits, constantly recalling what the guy looked like, what clothes he was wearing, physical features, and so on.
Tonya's level of painting is really good, she painted three portraits in a row, each with more and more detailed details on it.
It wasn't until she thought and remembered that there was nothing new to draw that Tonya asked Gergina to call her father and them.
"That's all I can think of," Tonya said with some reproach.
"It's okay, you've done a good job, kid, leave it to us now," Daddy Petrov comforted Tonya.
Daddy took the portrait and looked at it carefully, then handed it to Yuri.
After Yuri finished reading, Daddy asked, "Have you seen this guy, do you have any impressions?"
Yuri looked at it seriously before shaking his head and saying: "I don't remember, I've probably seen everyone Seryosha knows, and this person has never been in contact."
"You can print a few more copies on the way, and we'll use them later," Daddy said and began to put on his coat.
"Where are you going?"
asked Terkina.
"Go find someone, take care of Tonya, and we'll be back in a moment," Yuri replied.
As he spoke, he picked up the pistol and pinned it to his waist, and Daddy Petrov saw it and immediately stopped Yuri.
"Don't bring the guys, or you'll get into trouble," Daddy Petrov said to Yuri.
"Hmm" Yuri was a little confused, but took out his pistol and put it back on the table.
After the two left their place, Daddy Petrov did not tell Yuri where their destination was, but only told Yuri to drive all the way to the southern outskirts of Moscow.
Yuri wonders what his dad is going to do, but Yuri does so and the car starts heading towards the outskirts of the city.
The further you go outside, the more dilapidated the house becomes, and the more chaotic the surroundings become.
Petrov saw several young people in the car gathering together to smoke cigarettes, drink wine, and laugh uncontrollably.
So Yuri parked the car on the side of the road, and the father got out of the car door and asked the children, "Who are you messing with?"
The young men were stunned, and they stared at Daddy Petrov with unkind eyes, and Daddy had a faint smile on his face, waiting for them to answer.
"Old man, this is not where you came from," said a fat man who looked a little simple, rolling his eyes and making a loud noise.
Daddy smiled kindly, and then asked, "I have an old friend, nicknamed Little Japan, I heard that he came out and now lives in this area, do you know where I can find him?"
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Hearing this, the gangsters slowly gathered around, looked Petrov's father up and down, and the father had a smile on his face, but his face did not change, and Yuri, who was sitting in the car, quickly came out and stood next to his father.
"Don't be nervous, Yuri, I'm just asking for directions," Daddy said, patting Yuri's raised fist.
"Who the hell are you, old man?"
asked a tall, lanky boy rather vigilantly.
"Excuse me, tell little Japan, that Petrov, an old friend from the Butelska prison, has come to see him," Daddy replied. t1706231537: