Hello, Mr. Major General

"Really?!" He Chengjian's eyes lit up, and his whole body became energetic, "Quickly talk about it! Quickly talk about it! Really kissed him?!"

"This is still false? I saw it with my own eyes! If you don't believe me, you can ask He Shao!" Lao Zhou knew what General He thought.

The lifelong event of this only son has always been a heart disease of General He.

If He Zhichu can really find new lovers, Lao Zhou would like to wish them sincerely.

"But if you really ask, He Shao must know that I was the one who made the small report." Lao Zhou said with embarrassment.

He Chengjian laughed loudly when he was amused, and he was in a much better mood. He pointed his finger at him and said, "You, you! Are you making a small report?!"

Seeing that He Chengjian was so happy, Lao Zhou was even more certain that he did it right.

After He Zhichu had a shower, he changed his clothes and went to He Chengjian's study. Seeing Lao Zhou coming out of it with a smile on his face and in a good mood, he couldn't help but glance at him, said nothing, and opened the door.

He closed the door with his backhand, walked around the screen, walked to the cubicle of He Chengjian's office, sat down leisurely at his desk, and asked faintly: "What happened?"

He Chengjian took off the reading glasses and said with a smile: "Something has happened, can you still laugh?"

"Even if it is a major event, it should not be a major event in our country." He Zhichu calmly judged and said, "Otherwise you should be frowning."

He Chengjian smiled so much that tears came out, "You child, you are so sharp when you are sharp... Yes, something big happened, but it is not a big event in our country."

He took out a secret internal reference and placed it in front of He Zhichu, and said with a serious expression: "Our people have just heard from New York, Yelisin, the leader of the Moscow City Committee of the Soviet capital, and Gorba, Chairman of the Standing Committee of Soviet Youth Affairs. Scheff was assassinated during the countdown to the New Year in Times Square, New York, USA."

He Zhichu was taken aback.

He stayed up all night, drank too much red wine, and he hasn't fully recovered yet.

Hearing He Chengjian's words, he picked up the internal reference and read it again after a while.

This internal reference is written in great detail, including local news reports, internal intelligence obtained by them, and two comparative intelligence analysis.

After reading it, He Zhichu frowned and said: "It is said in the news that he was hit by a stray bullet. Depending on the situation at the time, he was also directed at the President of the United States."

He Chengjian nodded and said solemnly: "The blame is here. From the news reports and live video at the time, it really seems that someone was trying to assassinate the President of the United States. The two officials of the Soviet Union were just unlucky. ."

"But we have a very secret intelligence officer who obtained a top-secret information from the inside line of the CIA, saying that the two people were actually assassinated, and the chaos last night was directed at them. As for the President of the United States, it was actually just a cover at the time."

As He Chengjian said, he took out a more top-secret paper bag and placed it in front of He Chu. "There is also this, look, that Far East trump card also appeared in Times Square in New York that night. He is a diplomat. He appeared in New York, but we know his true identity. He went to New York to protect the two officials, but he was also injured. It shows how powerful the people who want to assassinate them are..."

He Zhichu remained silent, opened the file bag, took out the top-secret file inside and looked at it again.

There are only a few photos in this top-secret document, all taken after an ambulance arrived in Times Square, New York.

The Far East ace of the Soviet KGB Far East Bureau, Peter Hosho Heng, was sitting in the ambulance with a cold face, his arms covered with blood, and blood...

"Who is the one who can hurt him?" He Zhichu wondered, "Could it be the US CIA who acted? Why did they assassinate these two Soviet officials?"

He Zhichu once again looked at the names of the two officials and blinked suddenly, flashing a hint of association in his mind.

But soon he shook his head again, feeling that it shouldn't be the case.

"Did the Soviet Union get the news? How did the Soviet leader Pushin react?" He Zhichu asked.

He Chengjian clasped his hands and rested on the desk with a serious gaze: "Pushin should have received the news at this time, and we don't know how he will react. The relationship between the United States and the Soviet Union is at stake now..."

It didn't take long before the phone rang on He Chengjian's desk.

He picked up the phone and listened for a while, the expression on his face even more severe.

Putting down the phone, He Chengjian said: "The Soviets already know. They seem to have received news from the CIA. They insisted that the two state-level officials were assassinated by the CIA in New York, and asked the United States to hand over the murderer, or shut down the United States. The embassy in the Soviet Union, expel their diplomats!"

U.S.-Soviet relations have been bad, which directly led to a period of cold war.

But after Pushin came to power, the relationship between the two countries broke the ice and improved, and normal diplomatic exchanges began.

But this time, a state-level Soviet official died in New York, the United States, and it was not an ordinary murder. According to the Soviet Union, it was a "political murder" by the United States. The relationship between the two countries was about to fall into dire straits.

He Zhichu tapped his fingers on the desk, and after a while, he said, "Let’s wait and see for the time being. Don’t mix up both sides. Let our people in the United States stand by. Stop inquiring about the news."

If you are too active when the wind is on the cusp of the wave, you will get shot.

Just like hype marketing, proper hype marketing can increase your value, but if you go too far, it will backfire.

He Chengjian nodded, "I think so too, you have to take over these things in the future, this time you give them orders."

He Zhichu responded, stood up and said, "I will prepare now."

He Chengjian beckoned to him and said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry. They haven't received an order and won't act rashly. Come, tell dad how you were at yesterday's New Year party? Is there anything to do Tell dad?"

As soon as He Zhichu heard it, he knew that it was Lao Zhou who didn't know what nonsense he was talking about.

"Dad, what do you want to ask? Don't be circumspect." He Zhichu only felt that he didn't look at it. "There is nothing wrong with Xie Qingying, it's just a gesture of goodwill between friends."

"Really?" He Chengjian lowered his head in a hesitant manner, also a little disappointed, "I thought your good deeds were approaching..."

He Zhichu laughed nonchalantly, "Dad, even if I have something with Xie Qingying, it is far from the word'good thing is coming'. Don't worry, I know that I will find someone to marry, so just wait for your grandson. "

He Chengjian raised his head again in surprise, and yelled: "Don't fool me! I take it seriously!"

"Yeah." He Zhichu said briefly, "I will, you can put your energy on business. I have not been at home in the past few years, and your health is not good. I think many people have been recruited in these departments. I'm not familiar"

He Chengjian nodded hurriedly and said, "Don't worry, I have not yet reached the time I can't move. I will figure out the bottom of these people, and then put this mess in your hands."

He Zhichu's expression was slightly stunned, "Then I will go out first."

The new year is here, so he should focus all his energy on work.

...

Gu Nianzhi stayed at home for the past two days to track the progress of the investigation into the shooting and assassination that occurred during the countdown to New Year's Eve in Times Square, New York, USA.

Domestic TV stations also sent a news team to New York to follow up the report every day.

Soon, the people of the whole country knew that in this New Year’s Eve shooting and assassination in the United States, two Soviet officials who came to the ceremony were killed.

The Soviet leader Pushin was furious, claiming that the CIA had assassinated them and demanded that the United States surrender the killer, otherwise the US embassy in the Soviet Union would be closed and US diplomats would be expelled.

Gu Nianzhi looked at the names of the two dead officials, Yelisin and Gorbachev, with indescribable weirdness.

But she didn't say anything, silently collecting data and storing them in her computer.

She also didn't call Far East Ace because she didn't know what his situation was like.

And when he is on a mission, no one or any personal matter can disturb him.

Gu Nianzhi knew this very well. Although he wanted to desperately want to confirm whether this person was her Huo Shao, he still managed to endure and control his emotions.

If that person is really her Huo Shao, he has come here without regard to the danger of his life, and seeing her in front of him can't recognize her, which shows how dangerous his situation is.

How could she put him in danger for her momentary happiness?

And Gu Nianzhi also knew that if this person was really Shao Huo over there, he chose not to tell her the truth because... he didn't think she could keep this secret.

It's not that she doesn't trust her, it's that her feelings are hard to control. In the eyes of those with a heart, it will naturally associate and then discover the true identity of this fake Peter.

Their work is like walking on a thin steel rope hanging on a cliff above a thousand feet. A little carelessness is the end of a broken body.

Gu Nianzhi would rather die by yourself than Huo Shaoheng in any danger, especially not because of her.

If it was really because of her, that Huo Shaoheng was seen through and died unexpectedly, Gu Nianzhi felt that she would definitely be crazy.

So before he comes back, she has to do more psychological construction for herself.

Who's not the best of all?

Gu Nianzhi curled his lips and smiled.

She will not show it in front of people, but what about behind?

Mr. Peter Ho, you wait to take the move, I see how long you can hold back...

This is today's first update: Chapter 1621 "How Long Can You Hold Back".

Remind everyone of the monthly and recommended tickets!

Meme da, big brothers and little angels~~~

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