Gu Tie evenly distributed the neural signals from the real world and the electrical signals from the quantum network, observing the movements of the two worlds with two minds.
He lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling. From afternoon to dusk, there was no movement in the "Pure Land".
Two plump magpies flew in front of the window of the cabin. Gu Tiexian searched for information about the two birds out of boredom and learned that they were Picapicasricea, a common magpie subspecies in Northeast Asia. One of them had a band on its left foot.
Orange plastic ring for GPS chip.
Gu Tie easily found the owner of the plastic ring through the chip number: Dr. Miguel Pavlovich of the Institute of Ornithology of the St. Petersburg Scientific Center of the Russian Academy of Natural Sciences. He drew a picture on the desktop of Dr. Pavlovich's terminal.
He smiled to show that he was "here for the trip", and then looked at the surprised expression of the middle-aged bald doctor through the camera and laughed. After laughing, he felt that he was really bored.
The sky was completely dark. There was a soft knock on the door, "Mr. Tie, dinner is ready." The hostess whispered in unskilled English.
"Oh, I...Okay. Here it comes." Gu Tie spent a second asking his stomach, and his growling belly told him that it was time to add some sugar and fat.
He took off the coil of the satellite receiver, turned off the buzzing Russian-made machine, stood up, put the pistol under the pillow into the pocket of his overalls, moved the blocked wardrobe, opened the door and entered the living room.
The long dining table that can accommodate ten people is covered with a brand new red checkered tablecloth. There is a pair of beautiful square tin candlesticks placed on the table. Natalia lays out the napkins, puts on the cutlery, and carefully adjusts them.
Let the lines of the knife and fork be completely parallel to the tablecloth. The hostess is wearing a blue cotton skirt, a white collarless shirt, and her blond hair is pulled up into a high bun, revealing her slender neck like a swan.
Beauty. Gu Tie commented again. He stretched out his hand to say hello, pulled out a chair and sat down.
Natalia struck a match and lit the ten candles on the two candlesticks one by one. Gu Tie looked at the busy figure of the hostess suspiciously, but within a few minutes, he understood. The light suddenly went out, and the white wax
The light illuminated the entire living room, making the wooden house swaying.
"All the safe houses arranged by Bishnoi, whether in the city or in the countryside, have no electricity, no TV cables, and of course, no Internet. He said it was for safety reasons, but I don't understand. The diesel generator is half a kilometer away.
In the cave, adding diesel is a very annoying job, but fortunately, there are men here as guests." The hostess put down the steaming hot kid steak and said with relief.
"Of course, of course, power lines and cable TV lines are unsafe. IPU countries also have traditional hackers hired by GTC. I understand. I'm going to tinker with the generator now..." Gu Tie stared at the tender and juicy steak and swallowed a mouthful.
Drool, "Or... go after dinner?"
"Even if you are hanged, you have to eat well first." Natalia brought beetroot soup, yogurt brewed from goat's milk, potato sauerkraut salad, cream-baked assorted vegetable garlic bread, and sausages to the table in sequence, and finally put a bowl of
The crystal retort filled with transparent wine liquid was placed in front of Gu Tie. He pulled out the armchair and sat across from Gu Tie.
"No, no, vodka is my cover... If you have Erguotou, you can have some." Gu Tie looked frightened and waved his hands hurriedly.
The hostess did not give him the right to choose. She unplugged the cork of the crystal bottle and filled two small drinking glasses. She lifted one and handed the other to Gu Tie's hand. She said in Russian: "This
You must try this kind of wine. In 1962 during the Soviet era, Nikita Sergeyevich Khrushchev ordered the development of a high-end vodka after returning from his visit to Cuba, so that party and state leaders could drink it for the first time.
You can still attend the meeting the next day. It is pure and contains no other ingredients. This plan is called the SV plan, which means vodka specially supplied to the Kremlin.
Many famous scientists participated in the development of the special wine. The scientists discovered a new method of purifying alcohol so that the wine only contains alcohol and water. The taste is very good. Even Andrei Gromyko, the Minister of Foreign Affairs who never drinks, also
I fell in love with the special wine.
There are only three factories that produce special liquor, located in the suburbs of Moscow, the Crimean Peninsula and Belarus. The technological process of the distillery is top secret and is strictly prevented from leaking. After Khrushchev stepped down, the three factories were quickly closed. This kind of SV vodka
It has since disappeared from the history of the former Soviet Union.
A year ago, Bishnoi bought an abandoned factory when setting up a safe house on the outskirts of Gronod. He discovered a batch of this special vodka in the basement of the factory. To be precise, he found 170 vodkas.
There are three bottles, of which only 60 are well preserved and can be drunk. Mr. Iron, you don’t have to like Volga, but you must taste the dusty history of the Soviet Republic, the history of Belarusians being enslaved by the Russians.”
Gu Tie's eyes widened. He raised his glass and looked at the transparent wine in the glass in amazement.
"Such a rare thing can fetch a good price at an international auction! It's so wasteful, so wasteful..." Gu Tie is not a drinker, but he has been tipsy for several years.
He is as familiar with wine as his own blood. The most precious wine he drank before was half a bottle of Maotai produced in 1962. Now he no longer remembers the taste of Maotai. He only knows that half a bottle of wine got four grown men drunk.——
Good things have their own magic.
"Cheers, Mr. Tie. I don't understand much about your career, and I don't want to understand it. So, I wish you good health." The hostess raised her glass.
"Be in good health, Natalia." Gu Tie raised his glass and touched it with the Belarusian beauty.
"You can call me Natasha." The hostess said, raising the glass to her lips. The color of her lips in the candlelight was so beautiful.
"Wish you good health, Natasha. You can call me whatever you want." Gu Tie felt distressed and circled the wine pouring out of the cup with his fingers.
The hostess sucked up the vodka in the glass, and Gu Tie opened his mouth wide and poured the wine into his throat without missing a drop. The back of his tongue was sweet, but a hot line of fire traveled from his throat to his stomach, then rolled up and burned to his forehead.
Hot sweat immediately oozed from her ears, "It's great!" Gu Tie exhaled a breath of wine and praised. Natalia smiled softly, filled two wine glasses, and announced the start of dinner.
The knife and fork collided with the porcelain plate, and Gu Tie put a large piece of lamb into his mouth. When his teeth closed lightly, the full meat juices impatiently splashed all over his mouth, making all nine thousand taste buds stagger at the same time.——
Gu Tie almost flashed his tongue.
"Jie Yang... did you raise it yourself?" He swallowed and asked inarticulately.
"Well, not many, twenty or thirty, fed from small to large. To add a bit of realism to the safe house, and... having sheep makes it less lonely." Natalia drank a glass of wine by herself and held her cheek in her hands.
He looked at the candlelight and said.
Gu Tie's mouth was full of food and he raised his thumb in a leisurely manner.
"You're in big trouble this time, aren't you?" Natalia sighed softly and asked.
Gu Tie stopped chewing, thought for a while, and nodded.
The hostess raised her glass and clinked it with him. They each drank a small glass of special vodka.
"Actually, you don't need to explain our relationship. When Shiva was founded, it was stipulated that pioneers who devote themselves to the revolution are not allowed to have a family for life, especially among the core members.
The most intimate relationship I have with Bishnoi can only be a physical relationship. If there is a thing called love, it is only born when we hug and dies when we get up.
That Russian woman named Amber, I can see that there is not even a physical relationship between them. He is just protecting her, protecting her body like a revolutionary comrade, a comrade in life and death, and the closest sister.
, and feelings.
Bishnoi and I once faced danger like this. When the Minsk gang leader was chasing him, he always protected me, even if he risked his life. Until one day, the crisis was lifted, and we found that more and more
It's hard to live without each other, this shouldn't happen.
So, he left far away, and I built this hut in the mountains and waited quietly. Waiting for him to come, not waiting for him to come, what difference does it make if he comes or not? If you can meet him once, you will know what is good about him.
With new scars, knowing that he is still living in a difficult world is enough. I dare not ask for more." Natalia's fair face was stained pink by alcohol. She said as if talking to herself,
Instead of touching the food on the table, he drank glass after glass of Russian liquor as sharp as a knife. After each glass, he carefully placed the octagonal wine glass on the tablecloth grid.
Gu Tie put down his knife and fork and rinsed the food in his mouth with wine. "So that's it." He nodded, feeling a little regretful. He wanted to see the loneliness of a deeply resentful woman from the face of the hostess, but no, the Belarusian woman said
A smile appeared on his face. She is a good woman. He thought to himself.