"Really?!" He Chengjian's eyes lit up and he became energetic, "Say it quickly! Say it quickly! Are we really kissing together?!"
"Is this fake? I saw it with my own eyes! If you don't believe it, you can ask Mr. He!" Old Zhou knew what Admiral He was thinking.
The life-long event of this only son has always been a concern for General He.
If He Zhichu can really find a new lover, Lao Zhou sincerely wishes them his best wishes.
"But if you really ask, Mr. He must know that it was me who snitched." Lao Zhou said embarrassedly.
He Chengjian laughed out loud at him and felt much better. He pointed at him and said, "You, you! Aren't you just snitching?!"
Seeing He Chengjian so happy, Lao Zhou became even more convinced that he had done the right thing.
After He Zhichu took a shower, changed his clothes and went to He Chengjian's study. When he saw 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, and without saying anything, he opened the door and went in.
He closed the door behind his back, walked around the screen, walked to the cubicle where He Chengjian worked, sat down leisurely in front of his desk, and asked calmly: "What happened?"
He Chengjian took off his reading glasses and said with a smile: "If something big happens, can you still laugh?"
"Even if it is a major event, it should not be a major event for our country." He Zhichu calmly judged, "Otherwise, you would be frowning."
He Chengjian laughed so much that tears came out, "You kid, you are really sharp when you are sharp... Yes, something big happened, but it is not a big thing for our country."
He took out a secret internal reference and put it in front of He Zhichu, and said with a serious expression: "Our people have just received news from New York. Yelisin, the leader of the Moscow Municipal Party Committee, the capital of the Soviet Union, and Gorba, the chairman of the Soviet Youth Affairs Standing Committee, Sheff was assassinated during the New Year's countdown in Times Square, New York, USA."
He Zhichu was startled for a moment.
He didn't sleep all night and drank too much red wine, and he hasn't fully recovered yet.
After hearing what He Chengjian said, it took him a while to pick up the internal reference and read it again.
This internal reference was written in great detail, including local news reports, internal intelligence they obtained, and intelligence analysis comparing the two.
He Zhichu frowned after reading it and said, "The news said that he was hit by a stray bullet. Looking at the situation at the time, it was also aimed at the President of the United States."
He Chengjian nodded and said seriously: "The blame lies here. Judging from the news reports and live videos at the time, it does seem that someone wanted to assassinate the President of the United States. These two Soviet officials just accidentally suffered a disaster. .”
"But we have a very secretive intelligence officer who got a top-secret information from the CIA's insider, saying that these two people were actually assassinated, and the chaos last night was basically directed at them. .As for the President of the United States, it was actually just a cover at the time."
As He Chengjian spoke, he took out another even more top-secret document bag and placed it in front of He Zhichu, "There is also this. Look, the Far East ace also appeared in Times Square in New York that night. He is a diplomat appeared in New York, but we know his true identity. He went to New York to protect these two officials, but he was also injured, which shows how powerful the people who want to assassinate them are... "
He Zhichu remained silent, opened the document bag, took out the top-secret documents inside and read them again.
There are only a few photos in this top-secret document, all taken after the ambulance arrived in Times Square, New York.
The Far East ace of the KGB Far East Bureau of the Soviet Union, Peter Hoshoheng, sat in the ambulance with a cold face, covering his arm with one hand, and his hands were covered with blood...
"Who is the person who can hurt him?" He Zhichu wondered, "Could it be the CIA? Why did they assassinate these two Soviet officials?"
He Zhichu looked at the names of these two officials again, blinked suddenly, and an association flashed in his mind.
But he quickly shook his head, feeling that this shouldn't be the case.
"Did the Soviet Union get the news? How did the top leader of the Soviet Union, Pushin, react?" He Zhichu asked.
He Chengjian clasped his hands and put them on the desk, his eyes serious: "Pushin should have received the news by this time. We don't know how he will react yet. The relationship between the United States and the Soviet Union is now in danger..."
Not long after, the phone on He Chengjian's desk rang.
He picked up the phone and listened for a while, with a more serious look on his face.
Putting down the phone, He Chengjian said: "The Soviet Union already knows. They seem to have also received information from the CIA. They insist that their two state-level officials were assassinated by the CIA in New York, USA. They want the United States to hand over the murderer, otherwise they will shut down the United States." Embassy in the Soviet Union, expel their diplomats!”
The relationship between the United States and the Soviet Union was once bad, which directly led to a period of Cold War.
But after Putin came to power, relations between the two countries improved and normal diplomatic exchanges began.
But this time, a Soviet state-level official died unexpectedly in New York, and it was not an ordinary murder. According to the Soviet Union, he died of a "political murder" in the United States. The relationship between the two countries was once again in dire straits.
He Zhichu tapped his fingers lightly on the desk. After a while, he said: "Let's wait and see about this matter for the time being. Don't interfere with both sides. Let our people in the United States stay where they are. Stop prying for information.”
If you are too active during the storm, you will be shot out.
Just like hype marketing, proper hype marketing can increase your net worth, but excessive hype can backfire.
He Chengjian nodded, "I think so too. You will take over these things in the future. This time you give them orders."
He Zhichu responded, stood up and said, "I'll get ready right now."
He Chengjian waved to him and said with a smile: "No hurry, no rush, they have not received orders now and will not act rashly. Come, tell dad about your New Year's prty yesterday, how was it? Is there anything you want to do? Tell dad?"
When He Zhichu heard it, he understood that it was Lao Zhou who was talking nonsense.
"Dad, what do you want to ask? Don't beat around the bush." He Zhichu felt helpless, "Xie Qingying and I have nothing to do, it's just a show of goodwill between friends."
"Really?" He Chengjian lowered his head and was a little disappointed, "I thought good things were coming for you..."
He Zhichu couldn't laugh or cry, "Dad, even if Xie Qingying and I have anything, we are still far away from the word 'good things are coming'. Don't worry, I know it in my heart. I will find someone to marry, and you can just wait to have your grandson." "
He Chengjian raised his head in surprise again and shouted: "Don't fool me! I take it seriously!"
"Yes." He Zhichu said briefly, "I will, you can focus on your official duties. I have not been at home in the past few years, and your health is not good. I see that many people have joined these departments. I’m not even familiar with it”
He Chengjian nodded hurriedly and said: "Don't worry, I'm not at the point where I can't move yet. I will find out all about these people and then leave this whole matter in your hands."
He Zhichu's face brightened slightly, "Then I'll go out first."
The new year has arrived, so he should focus all his energy on work.
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Gu Nianzhi stayed at home for the past two days, tracking 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 news teams to New York to follow up and report every day.
Soon, people all over the country knew that two Soviet officials who came to watch the ceremony were killed in a shooting and assassination incident in the United States on New Year's Eve.
The top leader of the Soviet Union, Putin, was furious, claiming that the CIA had assassinated them, and demanded that the United States hand over the murderer, otherwise the U.S. Embassy in the Soviet Union would be closed and American diplomats would be expelled.
Gu Nianzhi looked at the names of the two dead officials, Yelisin and Gorbachev, and felt something strange in his heart.
But she said nothing, silently collecting information and storing them in her computer.
She didn't call the Far East Ace either, because she didn't know what his current situation was.
And when he is on a mission, no one or any personal matters can disturb him.
Gu Nianzhi knew this very well. Although she was thinking terribly and wanted to confirm whether this person was her Mr. Huo, she still tried her best to control her emotions.
If that person was really her Mr. Huo, he had gone through all the trouble to come here regardless of the danger to his life, and he couldn't even recognize her in front of her, which showed how dangerous his situation was.
How could she put him in danger for her own momentary pleasure
And Gu Nianzhi also knew that if this person was really Mr. 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, but that she can't control her emotions. In the eyes of a caring person, they will naturally make associations and then discover the true identity of this fake Peter.
Their work is like walking on a thin steel cable hanging on a cliff. If they are not careful, they will be shattered to pieces.
Gu Nianzhi would rather die than have Huo Shaoheng be in any danger, especially not because of her.
If Huo Shaoheng was discovered and died unexpectedly because of her, Gu Nianzhi felt that he would definitely go crazy.
So before he comes back, she needs to do a lot of psychological construction for herself.
Who is not a drama star
Gu Nianzhi raised the corners of his lips and smiled.
She won't show it in front of others, but what about behind others
Mr. Peterho, just wait for the move. Let's see how long you can hold it in...
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This is the first update today: Chapter 1621 "Let's see how long you can hold it in."
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