Hello, Mr. Major General

In the game scene, Vladimir’s axe man and the driver Ivan’s princess little Lori, one heads down, the other heads up, staring with big round eyes, despising the original Canaan like a fool.

The original Canaan's reaction to them is not surprising.

If these two listen to her in the game and believe it, she will become suspicious.

Russia's KGB elite is at this level?

Now these two people don't like her, but she is calm and calm.

Facing the direction of the two of them, Yuan Canaan smiled and said: "I know these things are too shocking for you. The first time I knew about this, it was the same as listening to the fairy tale..."

As she said, she raised her hands, looked up at the sky, and slowly turned around, her voice was a little trembling, full of emotion: "...In this world, there are natural geniuses... they can see what others can't see. In the distance, I can touch the abyss that most people can't touch..."

Vladimir’s axe man coldly looked at the babbling woman in front of him, danced with his axe twice, and said disdainfully: "You’re enough! What kind of genius? A scene change in a broken game, you Being able to flicker is a parallel space?! Why don’t you say that you can come back from the dead! Anyway, you can be resurrected as many times as you kill! Isn’t it stupid?!"

"Yes! A broken game, no matter how technically it is, is it comparable to our big Ivan?!" Little Lori, the princess of the driver Ivan, happily danced a foxtrot.

"It's just a broken game? Haha, no matter how great the big Ivan is, does it have a life?" The original Canaan's disdainful expression was even expressed from the stiff face of the Tatar woman in the game.

"Life?" Little Lolita, the princess of the driver Ivan, circled the Russian Tatar woman in the original Canaan, trying to roll her eyes: "Aren't you just alive?"

"Game players are all living people, except for NPCs, what do you want to say?"

Former Canaan: "..."

"It seems you don't understand. I'm not talking nonsense. Anyway, you only have one month, and after one month, everything here will be physically deleted."

"Go back and think about it, don't you guys reply right away, it's best to discuss it with someone..."

She smiled and blinked at them, a halo of light appeared around her figure, and then it became more and more blurred in the aperture, and finally disappeared.

Vladimir and the driver Ivan glanced at each other and quit the game.

In a second, returning from that bizarre world to the boring and cold-lit hotel room, the two did not feel uncomfortable at all.

They took off the VR headsets in the living room of their hotel and looked at each other with serious expressions on their faces.

"Boss, what do you think?" The driver Ivan scratched the back of his hairy neck. "I think she has a problem here."

He pointed to his head, "Is it a hypothetical psychosis?"

Vladimir: "..."

He sneered and kicked Ivan. "What's the matter? If you have no education, talk less. No one thinks you are dumb."

He sat on the large window sill of the hotel bay window, took out a cigar and tapped it on his palm.

Ivan immediately went over and lit a cigar for him.

Vladimir smoked for a while, watching the sky getting darker and darker outside the window, and the blue and purple sky began to flicker, just like the birch forest full of "eyes" in his hometown.

He took a deep sip of his cigar and cast his eyes down.

Looking down from the windowsill of the skyscraper, the crowds and vehicles on the ground are like a stream of ants.

Looking up at the starry sky, how many unknown secrets are there in the universe?

He is different from Ivan in that he is no stranger to the theory of "parallel space", and he knows that there is indeed a group of scientists in Russia's Supreme Academy of Sciences who have been working on this research.

Although it has not been completely successful, it is said that there has been a lot of progress.

Under this circumstance, he did not completely negate what he said to the woman who was babbling.

But who is the "genius" that woman said?

What does life mean?

He always felt that something was wrong.

After thinking about it for nearly one night, Vladimir checked the official website of the game company, and at a glance saw that the company was originally registered in the Cayman Islands.

"Haha, it's the Cayman Islands again." Vladimir blew a kiss gesture to the computer screen, "I will send a secret message to the bureau and ask them to send someone to the Cayman Islands to check this online game. Who is the real boss behind the scenes."

He always felt that the original Canaan was not the boss behind the scenes.

At this time, Ivan was lying on the sofa, sleeping like a bear, slapped his mouth from time to time, and did not hear Vladimir's words at all.

Vladimir gave him a contemptuous look and walked into the hotel's interior room.

It didn't take long for the highest level of the Russian KGB to receive a secret report from the second in command Vladimir.

When they read this secret report, they all took it seriously.

Once the president of Russia wants to come to China to host a wedding, their security must be in place.

Secondly, when it comes to "parallel space", the country's top secret, they have to investigate.

Of course, the most important thing is to find out who the people behind this game are and deliberately contact them. What is the real purpose of the KGB?

After all, to exchange the topic of "parallel space", which is comparable to the top secrets of the United States, the person's request is definitely not an ordinary request.

...

The next day, Vladimir and the driver Ivan sat at the table and did not eat.

In front of them was their favorite Russian red cabbage soup, with Ukrainian marinated fat, cut into thin strips, mixed with minced garlic and apple cider vinegar, it tasted very delicious.

But they both put the knife, fork and spoon down after a few bites.

The driver Ivan was a person who couldn't hide his words, and asked: "Is the babbling woman true or false?"

Vladimir glanced at him, bowed his head and drank the soup with a spoon, and said solemnly: "Didn't you say that she has a brain problem, it is a hypothetical psychosis? Continue to think so, don't be misled by her. Just believe what she says. No wonder it was just a driver for so many years!"

"I was the driver!" The driver Ivan glared at Vladimir with his chest folded. "I just ask you if what she said is true! You give me a shit!"

Vladimir didn't want to answer at first, but he couldn't hold back the driver Ivan was a very "talkative" person.

If he can't achieve the goal he wants, he can be annoying to death.

However, Vladimir was also worried about Hanzhi. It was not until the red cabbage soup was eaten that he endured a strong headache. He said slowly between the driver Ivan’s car gurgling: "It doesn’t matter what she said is true or false, it’s important. Yes, what will she do later."

"Don't forget the purpose of our actions. Whether she is true or false, we have to cooperate with her, so does it matter whether her words are true or false?"

The driver Ivan suddenly realized that he was not the best when it came to car wheels!

The most powerful is their second in command, Comrade Vladimir!

...

Two days later, a civil airliner from North America swooped down and landed slowly at the Cayman Islands International Airport in the Western Caribbean.

The cabin door opened, and white men and women in T-shirts and big pants stepped down the gangway happily from the plane.

The two men and women walking in the middle are of medium build, both wearing sunglasses.

The man has light linen hair, which is relatively messy. He looked up at the clear blue crystal sky, squinted his eyes, and said, "The weather is really hot."

"Yeah, thirty degrees, can it be hot? What misunderstandings do you have about the Caribbean?" The woman beside him had blond hair and blue eyes, but her supposedly fair skin was tanned slightly brown like honey.

While speaking, he looked around and smiled, as if coming to this resort for the first time.

"Tsk tsk, the sea here is really extraordinary. When I was on the plane, I saw that the island here really looks like a turtle with a stretched neck, Peter, is this the origin of the original name of the Cayman Islands?" She pointed curiously. Refers to the blue sea.

The sea and the sky are almost the same blue crystal color, there is no boundary between the sea and the sky, and it is far and wide.

This man with flaxen hair is Peter, the leader of the Russian KGB Far East Action Group, but he has now been promoted to the top of the KGB, only one level lower than Vladimir.

"The Cayman Islands were the first to be discovered by Columbus? I remember it was originally called Turtle Island." He looked around. "But not because of the shape of these islands, but because the waters here are rich in turtles."

After a pause, he smiled and said, "...Lina, would you like to eat turtle meat for dinner today?"

"Turtle meat?" The woman named Linna wrinkled her nose. "Is it delicious?"

"I heard that it's not bad, the specialty here." Peter and Linna walked off the plane and went to the customs to go through customs formalities.

They were holding U.S. passports, and the formalities were quickly completed.

Because of its unique geographical location, the Cayman Islands is also committed to the development of financial services. The place is small and the population is small, but it is very rich and prosperous.

With a total population of only forty to fifty thousand, there are dozens of large and small luxury hotels, and there are countless three-star and four-star hotels.

Peter and Linna stayed at the Grand Cayman Marriott Hotel. This hotel is relatively close to the city center. There is no other place to view the beach, but it is convenient and lively.

Along the way, a tall banana tree was blown by the sea breeze.

There is also a large waist-shaped swimming pool at the entrance of the hotel. The water of the pool is blue, which is exactly the same color as the sea water not far away. It should also be introduced sea water.

Linna twitched her mouth and murmured: "...I'm really sick. It's a beach ten minutes away. You still need to dig a swimming pool at the door? Someone will really abandon the beautiful and natural beach just around the corner and run to stay here. In the swimming pool?"

As soon as the voice fell, a burst of shouts and laughter came from the direction of the swimming pool.

Linna: "..."

Peter shook his head indifferently, "Slapped, right? It's just that someone is so bored, don't be surprised."

He walked in front with his suitcase, turning a blind eye to the boys and girls playing water polo in the roadside pool.

Linna snorted, took a few steps to catch up with him, and said dissatisfiedly: "Peter, do you have this attitude? I'm your girlfriend!"

Peter stopped and took off his sunglasses. At this moment, those eyes that never seemed to be opened lifted one of his eyelids and gave her a light look.

Just a glance over, Linna suddenly found that she almost stopped breathing.

If the pressure is real, it seems to have strangled her throat.

Peter put on the sunglasses, Linna rubbed her throat, breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered, "...What do you mean? Am I not your girlfriend?"

Peter walked to her, leaned to her ear, wrapped her thin and powerful waist with one hand, and said softly: "Lina is Peter's girlfriend, but you are not the only one."

After speaking, he took a step back and patted her face, "You are just calling this name temporarily, don't think too much."

Linna shivered, almost confused by the beautiful scenery of the Cayman Islands.

She settled, "I see, thanks for reminding."

Peter's former partner is said to have died in the Tunguska sinkhole. She is the second Linna, and the first Linna vacancy.

The two walked into the hotel lobby and checked in according to the pre-booked room.

Their room is a duplex suite on the sixth floor of the top floor of the Marriott Hotel.

As soon as the two entered, they converged the sweet and sweet atmosphere of hippie smiles outside, opened their suitcases and started to work.

The first step, of course, is to detect whether there are eavesdropping and secret recording equipment in the room here.

The pinhole camera is the top priority of their test.

The two inspected the entire suite for half an hour, decided which corner did not have these equipment, and then began to organize their luggage.

Peter resumed his official look and said with drooping eyelids: "I live downstairs, you live upstairs. Pack your things and go to dinner, and start acting after dark at night."

Linna was stunned, "Just act today? Don't you take a rest for the night?"

Peter glanced at her. "Should you be on vacation?"

"...Even if it's not a vacation, you will act as soon as you come. Shouldn't you figure out the location of the route first?" Linna is also a very skilled field worker, and she has her own set of rules of action.

"Did you not figure out the direction of this place before you came?" Peter turned and picked up the suitcase, "I will go to my room, I will go to eat in fifteen minutes, and then go out."

Linna bulged her cheeks and went upstairs with her suitcase.

Fifteen minutes later, the two changed their clothes and went to eat in the hotel's own restaurant.

It was lunchtime, and some people in suits and shoes came to dinner one after another.

Most of them are men, mostly whites and Asians.

The voice was loud, but it was not uneducated, but with a sense of superiority from the bones.

Because I knew my excellence too much, I didn't even have to be polite.

"Joseph, when will your maintenance be finished?"

"It's fast, the system is too big, and it's a distributed cloud database. Every backup is dead!"

"Such a big game system, so many people are online at the same time, it has never crashed, the programmer of your company, this is it!" A thin, bald white man at the table next door turned his head and gave them a thumbs up.

"Mr. Chris praised, mainly because this system is really awesome. We are just maintaining it, and we don't know who wrote it!"

"What a genius!"

"Did you know? The source code of the entire system is only twenty-five lines! The online game Yourlife developed with it can be popular all over the world and support one billion players!"