Far away in Moscow

Chapter 117 International Cultural Festival

"Bag? Just that bag?!" Lao Jiang broke out in a cold sweat, and repeated in a low voice: "God...God...that bag is...that guy sitting by the window? Did he put it there? Who the hell is he?!"

"I don't know. Terrorists." Hu Yi gently hugged the trembling Xiang Nan by his side, remembering the intuitive feeling of uneasiness in his heart when he watched Lao Jiang go to get the bag at McDonald's, and suddenly felt A burst of incomparably intense fear.

Ambulances and police cars arrived quickly one after another. Paramedics carried the injured skinhead into the ambulance. The police evacuated the surrounding crowd and cordoned off the area.

"Why is there such a person? Why do such a thing?!" Old Jiang's voice was sad and shocked.

Hu Yi didn't know how to answer, but felt that it was difficult to explain the intricate background in one or two sentences.

When he first arrived in Russia, he also had such strong doubts, but every time he heard about a similar incident happening around him, the shock in his heart weakened a bit, and he gradually became numb to such things.

Yes, numb.Just like every passer-by around me, who stopped and watched the explosion scene for a short time and then left in a hurry with no expression on his face, maybe he will forget everything that happened just now during dinner.

Hu Yi suddenly remembered the first day when he first arrived in Moscow three years ago. After putting his luggage in Maji’s dormitory, he went downstairs to take a walk in the nearby woods. Passed by.

He still clearly remembered that the woman was staring straight ahead blankly, with a tired and peaceful expression on her face, which gave him a feeling of almost numbness.It may be other things that make the woman numb, but that feeling is the same as that of everyone who is used to terrorist attacks happening around them.

"Brother, let's go." Xiang Nan said softly.

"Go." Hu Yi nodded slightly and turned around slowly.

It was October 2003, early winter in Russia.Terrorist activities that had been silent for a short time began to make a comeback in the second half of the year, and will continue to pose serious threats to people's lives, property and social security and stability in the following years.

Just a few months ago, Hu Yi also told Xiangdong brothers and sisters that Russia has been "relatively peaceful" in the past one or two years.In the week after he uttered that sentence, two bombings occurred in Moscow, killing 16 people.

Later, according to Xinhuanet, there were as many as 2003 recorded terrorist attacks in Russia in 561, an increase of about 56% over the previous year, killing more than 200 people and injuring more than 600.

Most of the attacks took place in remote regions of southern Russia.As the capital of the Russian Federation, Moscow is equipped with the most powerful and thorough defense force in the country, but the sudden sporadic explosions still make everyone living here tense their nerves.

Back in the dormitory, Hu Yi sat in the room for a while with Xiang Nan who was still in shock, then called Yu Feifei who had just finished class to accompany her, went upstairs and knocked on Lao Jiang's door.

"Brother Hu, hurry up, come in and sit down!" Old Jiang's voice was a little out of breath, obviously not slowing down: "I'm just talking to my two little brothers about what happened just now."

Hu Yichong nodded to the other two young prep students in the room: "Are you all right?"

"It's okay." Lao Jiang sat on the bed with his waist bowed, and sighed with great emotion: "I escaped from death, I escaped by chance! I was thinking just now, if you didn't stop me from getting it in McDonald's at that time." What will happen to that bag?"

"Yeah." Hu Yi's throat was suffocated, and he felt a little weak and exhausted. He forced a smile and said: "Then let's finish together, hand in hand on the road to Huangquan."

"It was you who saved me, the three of us! Otherwise, I can't imagine... Sigh!" Lao Jiang shook his head slowly, and said quietly: "When I was young, I lived in the country, and there was an accident when I was driving a mountain nearby. , The detonator exploded, killing several people. The sound sounded similar to the bomb just now, scary, so scary.”

Hu Yi was speechless, and only then did he understand why he had such a strange reaction when he just woke up from a coma.

Lao Jiang was out of his mind for a while, and suddenly looked up at Hu Yi: "Brother Hu, why did you think of calling me to stop at that time? You probably don't know what's in the bag, do you?"

"Isn't this nonsense?" Hu Yi laughed dumbly, frowned and thought for a while: "I don't know why I stopped you. Anyway... I've stayed in this place for a long time, and I've heard a lot of things. …Well, there’s always a string. Intuition, you know? Intuition tells me that it’s best left alone, but doesn’t tell me why.”

"Intuition... Intuition." Lao Jiang nodded thoughtfully: "I never thought that I would encounter such a thing when I went to school. In the future, I should be vigilant and be careful!"

"Come on! There is no time to react when encountering such a thing, and it is useless to be vigilant." Hu Yi smiled lazily: "Besides, how many times can this kind of thing happen in a lifetime? You, how long will you be careful in the future, don't Then run to someone’s woods and light a fire.”

Although he had lingering fears about the thrilling encounter at McDonald's, Hu Yi immediately recovered to talk and laugh freely. That night, he began to vividly tell his friends Fang Qing and Wang Shen about his experience at noon, as if he was just describing to them a scene in the movie. Bridge section.

Xiang Nan's psychological shadow is relatively large.She was not affected by the air wave generated by the bomb, but she witnessed the moment when the skinheads were blown away in the distance, and then witnessed their bloody tragedy. The shock and fear in her heart could not be calmed down for a long time.

Fortunately, deep down in her heart, she had long believed that skinheads were bad guys, so she didn't feel too much psychological pressure.With the careful company of Yu Feifei and her classmates, Xiang Nan gradually regained her mood and became cheerful again, and participated in the International Cultural Exchange Festival organized by the school a few days later.

One of the main purposes of the founding of Friendship University is to recruit and train foreign students mainly from Asia, Africa and Latin America. The school was named after a famous Congolese politician at the beginning of its establishment, and its official name in the Soviet Union was Patrice Lumumba The People's Friendship University was not renamed the Russian People's Friendship University until the 90s.

Although the name has been changed, the school has always maintained the tradition of attaching great importance to international students. It not only invests a lot of energy in absorbing foreign students every year, but also often organizes various cultural activities for foreign students, thereby playing the role of publicity and communication.

The International Cultural Festival is one of the large-scale activities. Students of all skin colors gather together on campus. Some set up stalls and sell their own country’s special food and handicrafts; some perform on stage to show their ethnicity The traditional culture and art of the city are full of gongs and drums, and colorful flags are fluttering, just like a big fair in a town.

(End of this chapter)