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    Facing the mirror, he pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, arranged his hair with his hands, straightened his tie, and pulled up the sleeves of his shirt.

    With his instruments in perfect order, Baranikov, deputy director of the General Affairs Bureau of the Russian Presidential Office in charge of homeland security issues, began his day's work.

    After walking through the long corridor, he paused for a moment at the end of the corridor and looked at his watch. When the time came for his fixed work report, Baranikov knocked on the door.

    "Please come in."

    Baranikov opened the door, and then he smiled and said: "Good morning, Mr. President."

    "Hello, Baranikov, please wait a moment, I'll be right away."

    After quickly writing his name on a document, Pu Qin put the document on the side of his desk, then looked up at his secretary and said in a deep voice: "We can start."

    Baranikov opened the folder and said respectfully: "Mr. President, here is a transfer order for General Nikore that needs your signature."

    Although it was the result of careful consideration and discussion, Pu Qin still took a look at it before signing his name on the document.

    After taking back the documents and putting them in the folder, Baranikov said in a deep voice: "The time to summon General Bortnikov is scheduled for 3:30 in the afternoon, is that okay?"

    Pu Qin thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "Okay."

    Baranikov proposed two more tedious but important things. After Puchin gave instructions one by one, Baranikov could finish the work at hand. Unless something unexpected or major happened, otherwise  He would not see Puchin today, but at this time, Baranikov suddenly took out another document and said with some confusion: "There is another thing that seems a bit strange."

    Pu Qin frowned slightly and said, "Strange?"

    Baranikov said with a puzzled look: "Last night, the office of the director of the Foreign Intelligence Service received a strange phone call. A man said that he was a black devil and asked to speak to Director Senovich."

    Puqin was playing with a pen in his hand. After hearing Baranikov's words, he suddenly put the pen on the table and said with a serious face: "Go on."

    Baranikov looked very surprised. He paused slightly and then continued: "This morning, Senovich reported the matter to General Vasilyevich, and General Vasilyevich then called  We have called the President¡¯s Office and asked you to handle the matter personally. General Vasilyevich did not reveal much about this matter, so I can only ask you to handle the matter personally.¡±

    Pu Qin was silent for a moment, then he nodded and said, "What's the matter?"

    Baranikov once again felt confused. Although he concealed it well, he still pulled out a document. This document was a bit thick, with more than a dozen pieces of paper.

    After placing the document in front of Puqin, Baranikov began to make a brief summary of the contents of the document as usual.

    "The phone call said that Yarebin passed away and the Black Devil hoped to bury him in the Novodevichy Cemetery. I'm sorry, Mr. President, I don't quite understand."

    Pu Qin looked at the call minutes on the phone intently, but he only read the first page and did not turn down. After a moment of silence, he stood up, left his desk, and began to pace back and forth in the office.

    Baranikov was even more confused, and he even looked a little shocked.

    Baranikov¡¯s expression was not disguised, because he was not good at disguising himself. He did not know what the words Yarebin and Black Devil meant, so he was really shocked by Puchin¡¯s reaction.

    Pu Qin suddenly stopped, looked at his secretary, and said seriously: "Yalebin, the King of Black Devils, he is dead."

    Baranikov looked very confused, and he was indeed confused, because he really didn't know what this name represented, although he had just heard it last night.

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    Puqin took a breath and said: "It's normal that you haven't heard of his name. This is top secret. So did Director Baskov say anything?"

    Baranikov immediately said: "No."

    Puqin pursed his lips tightly. He sat back at his desk and began to read the remaining documents attentively. After reading them all, he raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Pavlovich,  This man is a black devil, there is no problem, it means that Yarebin is really dead."

    Baranikov whispered: "On the phone"I request that Yarebin be buried in the Novodevichy Cemetery, that the Soviet flag be draped, and that a name be engraved on the tombstone. This request"

    Pu Qin said in a deep voice: "Is it too much?"

    Baranikov whispered: "No, I just think it's weird, and of course it's a bit too much. This whole thing is like a joke. Of course, I know it's not a joke, so I feel a little weird.  "

    Puqin sighed and said: "Yalebin, you don't know who he is, and you don't know the existence of the Black Devil, so you think this request is a joke. Cover it with the Soviet flag and bury it in the Novodevichy Cemetery. This  Require¡­¡­"

    Baranikov said nothing. He only had to put the problem in front of Putin, and the rest had nothing to do with him. He could not interfere or get involved.

    After thinking deeply for a moment, Puchin finally said: "Call Vasilyevich and ask him to come over immediately. Also, call Baskov, no."

    Pu Qin raised his hand and said solemnly: "I will call him personally."

    Baranikov immediately said: "Yes, I will call General Vasilyevich immediately."

    Puqin put his hand on the phone and picked up the receiver, but when he pressed the button, he hesitated. After hesitation, he put down the receiver and looked at Baranikov.

    "Baranikov, Yarebin is a hero of the Soviet Union. He is the captain of a secret unit of the KGB code-named Black Devil, with the rank of lieutenant general. He made a last-ditch effort to save the Soviet Union. He is the greatest agent of the KGB.  , the strongest warrior and once the most dangerous enemy of Russia, he had a legendary life and great achievements."

    Baranikov said with a surprised look on his face: "I never knew that such a person existed."

    Puqin nodded, and then he said in a deep voice: "Everything about him is a secret. I want to ask you, do you think such a person can be buried in the Novodevichy Cemetery under the Soviet flag? By the way,  Novodevichy Cemetery is the resting place of members of the Black Devil Unit.¡±

    Baranikov whispered: "A hero of the Soviet Union is an enemy of Russia. I think such a person is inappropriate and may have a bad influence."

    Pu Qin suddenly waved his hand and said with a serious face: "No, I think it is not enough to bury him like this, far from enough! We don't have to be afraid of a disappearing Soviet Union, let alone a dead old man, and this  This old man is still a hero, a true superhero!"

    Pu Qin's eyes became sharp, and then he said in a deep voice: "A true hero should get the treatment he deserves. There are some things you don't understand, but I was also a KGB, so I understand." (  Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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