above the point of the knife

Chapter 175 Quartermaster

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Steven's clinic?" In the afternoon, Zhou Sen was packing things downstairs, and the door of the clinic was ajar.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from outside the door.

"Miss Natasha, how did you find me here?" Zhou Sen was surprised, walked over, opened the door, and welcomed Natasha in.

"Galetkin's father told me." Natasha explained.

"Drink water." Zhou Sen poured Natasha a cup of hot water.

"Thank you." Natasha thanked, then sat down on the chair, "I came here to..."

"I don't need to say thank you. I just happened to meet. We are medical students, and we can't just ignore death." Zhou Sen blocked Natasha's words.

"Mr. Steven is such a kind man."

"Miss Natasha, my place is very messy. It's really not suitable for entertaining guests like you. How about we find a place to have a cup of coffee?" Zhou Sen said.

"Alright, I know there is a good coffee shop on Amur Street." Natasha nodded and agreed.

"Miss Natasha, wait a minute, I'm going to change clothes." Zhou Sen nodded, got up and went upstairs.

After changing his clothes, Zhou Sen and Natasha went out.

Natasha is obviously a frequent visitor to this coffee shop. As soon as she opened the door and walked in, the waiter came over with a smile and bowed down to greet her.

They just politely smiled at Zhou Sen behind him.

The two ordered a cup of coffee each and sat down.

"I heard from Galekin's father that when they sent him to your clinic, you gave him a black pill, didn't you?" Natasha asked.

"Miss Natasha, you're not here to find out that I'm not qualified to practice medicine without a license?" Zhou Sen asked in surprise.

"No, Mr. Steven, you misunderstood. I'm very curious. What kind of pill did you feed Galekin and what effect would it have?" Natasha hurriedly explained.

"How do you explain this? Actually, I don't know much about its pharmacology. It is a kind of elixir handed down from my family. It is specially used to treat internal injuries, especially after an injury. The effect is best if you take it immediately. As for the reason, I will I'm not sure." Zhou Sen said, he didn't even know what the ingredients were in the pills given by Mrs. Bai.

This was in Soviet Russia. Even if there was a formula, he probably wouldn't be able to make it.

This is what Bai Yulan left for him to save his life, it is very precious, and he doesn't have much left in his hands, so if he can use it, he doesn't.

"I see." Natasha was slightly disappointed.

"Mr. Steven, you are fine in the United States, why did you come to Soviet Russia and settle in Khabarovsk?" Natasha asked.

"On the one hand, this is my wife, Martha. She has no relatives in the United States, but there is an uncle in Khabarovsk. Her father's last wish is to ask her to come back to find relatives and try to settle down."

"What about you?"

"Although my parents are still there, I am not the only child in the family, and Chinese people have always been discriminated against in the United States. In fact, I prefer to go back to my mother country, which is really suffering from Japanese invasion." Zhou Sen simply explained.

"In other words, you came to Soviet Russia for your wife?" Natasha said.

"It's almost there. I don't want to stay in the United States, a country where people are discriminated against and look down upon. Then there are other better choices, Soviet Russia or my home country, but there is a war over there. I have nothing to do with it in the country. Relatively For me, it would be safer to come to Russia with my wife," Zhou Sen said.

"Well, Mr. Steven has a doctor's license in the United States, but in our country, if you want to obtain the qualification to practice medicine, you still need to take an exam and obtain a qualification certification." Natasha said.

"How do I need to pass the exam?" Zhou Sen asked. He knew there was such an exam, but he wasn't worried about the book theory exam.

"The exam is not difficult. For Mr. Steven, as long as there is no problem with the language barrier, it is easy to pass." Natasha said.

"Thank you."

"If Mr. Steven has any difficulties in Khabarovsk, you can come to me, maybe I can help you." Natasha said.

"Okay, if I really encounter troubles that cannot be solved, I will definitely go to Miss Natasha." Zhou Sen nodded seriously.

This Natasha is interesting, she actually came here first to find out about her.

……

"An appointment is made, tomorrow night, Yuhuo Bar." Zhou Sen came back, and Anna also came back, and she went to wake up the undercover agent in the border guards.

Get news of appointments.

"Well, I see, I can do it alone."

"How are you going to go, as Steven, or Wasim?" Anna asked.

"Wasim." Zhou Sen said, Steven's identity is public, so it's natural not to reveal it.

"Okay, be careful yourself, do you want to inform the hunters that they are nearby?"

"I'm here to meet, not to do something bad, no need?" Zhou Sen said, "Or are you worried that he will betray me?"

"We are under the eyes of the Far East Intelligence Agency, so we should be careful." Anna reminded.

"It's okay, I will adapt accordingly, if something goes wrong, I will stop the meeting." Zhou Sen said.

"I found that since you came to Khabarovsk, you have become much more courageous." Anna looked at Zhou Sen and said.

"No way, if I am timid again, it will be easier for people to see my flaws." Zhou Sen explained, "By the way, the little boy named Galekin has awakened, and he is probably out of danger."

"understood."

"what's for dinner?"

"I want to eat noodles, mixed sauce noodles."

"No problem, arrange!"

……

Yuhuo Bar, in fact, is a tavern in China, with mixed fish and dragons, and all kinds of guests. The border guard officer chose to meet in such a crowded place, and he was also afraid of being found out.

And the bar guests have all kinds of identities, including small traders, lumberjacks, fishermen, etc., all of whom are low-level people.

There are no bartenders here, just ordinary drinks, mainly beer and vodka, and the main snacks are salo and pickles.

This kind of Russians like food the most, Zhou Sen is not sensitive.

Zhou Sen put on a little makeup, got some wrinkles on his forehead, his hair was messed up, his temples were gray, his fingers were rough, his beard was shaggy, and he wore a dirty and torn windbreaker , just like the image of an alcoholic.

"Boss, here's a pint of beer." Zhou Sen came to Yuhuo Bar early, found a seat near the door, ordered a pint of beer, and didn't order anything.

In fact, bars sell barbecue, but with his image, barbecue is not affordable, and drinking is the main thing.

Russian beer tastes good, and it's about the same as what Zhou Sen drank in Ice City. Most Chinese people are not used to drinking this kind of beer.

Zhou Sen has been drinking since he was a child, and he has long been used to it.

The appointment was at eight o'clock in the evening, sailor suit, peaked cap, and a local newspaper rolled up under the armpit, which was the typical attire of a typesetter in a newspaper office.

It is impossible for the officers of the frontier defense to come here swaggeringly in military uniforms, this is not a place where officers often come.

As long as he appears in military uniform, he is too eye-catching.

As for the typesetting workers in the newspaper office, no one pays attention to them. They are all ordinary people at the bottom of society, so don't look down on anyone.

Zhou Sen took a sip of the beer in his glass while observing the people coming in and out of the bar.

The smell of alcohol, mixed with the smell of sweat, is definitely a torment for Zhou Sen, who is sensitive to smells. Even ordinary people, if they are not used to the environment here, there are really not many people who can bear it.

Zhou Sen didn't wear a watch. His current status is not suitable. However, there is a wall clock in the bar. Where he is, he can see the time from the corner of his eyes.

Time passed little by little.

Soon, the hour and minute hands reached eight o'clock, which was the agreed time. Although, Zhou Sen hated people who were not punctual.

However, in this world, there are many people who do not have the habit of being punctual, and if a spy who has been lurking for a long time has not been awakened, his life may have passed, and, as time goes by, his position and thoughts will change. changes happened.

This human heart is the most difficult to predict and control.

Zhou Sen didn't want to establish too many direct relationships with the people on the roster, which would become very insecure for him.

It is most reasonable to control the operation of the entire group through Krasnov.

However, sometimes, he had to see him again, after all, he couldn't fully trust Krasnov either.

It is very contradictory. He is doing things for the Japanese now, but he is unwilling in his heart, but he dare not have any contact with the Soviet side.

He was even more afraid to directly contact Su Fang's people. In that case, Anna and Hunter would send the news back as soon as possible, and try their best to get rid of themselves.

Moreover, Bai Yulan and others in Bingcheng will definitely be poisoned by the Japanese, he dare not take such a big risk.

Before Zhou Sen was kept waiting for too long, a young man in his early 30s walked in. He was wearing a sailor suit and a peaked cap, with a newspaper under his left armpit and a pair of rubber-soled shoes on his feet. , deliberately paused, and lowered the brim of his hat.

Zhou Sen was sitting at the door. He came in and glanced at the other seats, and finally landed on the empty seat opposite Zhou Sen's table.

Zhou Sen was unfamiliar, and most of the people who came here to drink were acquaintances, and they were not alone. Zhou Sen had no acquaintances to accompany him, and the seat in this bar was considered affluent, so there was no one sitting opposite him.

Even if someone sat down, Zhou Sen would let him leave.

"Alone, don't you mind?"

"I don't mind." Zhou Sen nodded.

"Have you read today's newspaper? The Japanese provoked an incident on the border between Manchuria and Mongolia, and the war is about to break out." The visitor sat down, called a waiter, ordered a pint of beer, and said.

"Will there be another Lake Hassan incident?" Zhou Sen asked calmly.

"What do you say?"

"I hope it's not." Zhou Sen smiled slightly. This answer was ingenious. Japan was defeated in Lake Hassan time, which also represented his current identity and position, and he did not want the Japanese army to fail.

"How is the pastor?" the visitor asked with a sip of beer and lowered his head.

"He's gone, I'll take his place." Zhou Sen said calmly.

"Do you think you are qualified? We are all selected by the pastor. We only obey him. What are you?"

"My name is Vasim, I look like a pastor, you should know that." Zhou Sen said.

"What ability do you have to make me obey you just because you are the pastor's adopted son?" the visitor asked.

"you know……"

"No, it's impossible." The visitor showed a look of horror.

"You don't know a lot, think about it, what are you?" Zhou Sen took a sip of beer slowly.

"What do you need me to do?"

"I want to know everything you can find out." Zhou Sen said.

"How should I contact you again?"

"You rent a house outside as a safe house for our meeting..." Zhou Sen ordered in a low voice.

"What reason?"

"You are a quartermaster, figure out your own way."

(End of this chapter)