With this doubt, Long Yun continued to search carefully, and he became more convinced that no one was living in this apartment normally.

However, at least for the apartment itself, he found something that seemed to be the same as the certificate of the house; the place where the certificate and other things was placed was quite secret. If he hadn't moved the small cabinet in the corner by chance, he wouldn't have found that the floor in the corner was strange.

After flipping through these papers, Long Yun found that the most "value" inside was this certificate. Looking at the records above, it seemed that this apartment was left to him by a distant relative of Victor.

In addition, there are some notes and scattered materials. Long Yun took a look at them and there were movie ticket stubs and quite expensive jewelry invoices. I don’t know what they bought for.

After seeing these things, Long Yun thought about it, but couldn't figure it out; then he took out a plastic bag from his luggage, took out a few disks inside and looked at it for a while.

These disks were discovered at the 309th Regiment's headquarters at that time. Long Yun was still very curious about what kind of secrets were there. Later, with the regiment's many transfers, he kept these things in his luggage, but now he was about to transfer them, and he felt that it was a bit inappropriate to take them to the distant Caucasus.

Anyway, he hasn't found anything like a computer in the room now, so he doesn't have time to think about cracking the secrets inside.

Just so happened that this secret was discovered, which was the small hidden lattice under the floor in the corner. Long Yun simply sealed the disks in plastic bags, and then put them in this secret narrow space with the receipts he had just turned out.

After finishing these things, Long Yun sat down on the sofa in the living room for a break, and the mystery in his mind now became even more.

What kind of person is this Victor Rezenov?

There is nothing strange about having his own apartment in Moscow, but then serving in the air force stationed in East Germany. But from the search just now, he felt that Victor seemed to have no relatives to contact: not only did he not have any letters, but even this apartment seemed to be without people.

Thinking of this, a strange thought appeared in Long Yun's mind.

Could it be... he is also like himself, an orphan without parents?

He vaguely felt that he had grasped something important clue. Long Yun thought about it hard, but still couldn't get the point; he just vaguely realized that if Victor was really an orphan with no relatives, then there would be a similarity between him and Victor.

Perhaps, this similarity is not accidental.

...

The next morning, after Long Yun got up and washed up, he took out his ironed military uniform from his luggage and put it on.

Today is a very important day for him, or perhaps for Victor: going to Moscow to be received by the General Secretary, which is of course a rare honor for a young Air Force ace.

After calmly eating the breakfast brought by the agent, Long Yun felt like a meticulous guest who was taken care of. He was still not used to this kind of treatment. He put his military hat on his armpit and walked out of the apartment and got off the stairs to get on the bus. He noticed that it was already 8:30 in the morning, but there were not many people on the street.

Sure enough, sitting in the car and passing by those familiar or unfamiliar scenes, Long Yun gradually discovered the impact of war on this country; in broad daylight, fewer people went out to activities than she saw last night. Perhaps the pace of life in this city is also accelerating. From the rushing vehicles and pedestrians on the road, as well as the occasional appearance of Jingguan and plainclothes agents, Long Yun seemed to be able to feel the pulse of war under this calm appearance, which was constantly pulsating vigorously.

Driving on the wide streets of Moscow, the scenery that can be recognized by the dragon clouds when passing through the windows: the Kremlin, the Red Square, the famous Lenin Tomb, and the National Grand Theater. These scenes gradually disappeared behind him, and he couldn't help but start to guess that it was a war period, where would the General Secretary work?

To his surprise, when the car finally stopped, what appeared in front of him was a rather magnificent white building, and he also knew this building: the highest Soviet office building on the banks of the Moscow River, also known as the "White House".

Under the guidance of the agent, he walked into the giant building in the tall foyer and took the elevator up and down. After a very tortuous journey, Long Yun felt that they seemed to have been wandering in the underground part of the building for a long time. At this time, they finally arrived at a lounge decorated with simple sketches. The agent asked Long Yun to wait here for a while, and then went out to inquire about the situation.

Sitting in the cool and slightly damp lounge, Long Yun looked around. It was obviously a basement far away from the ground, but he didn't know how far it was?

He was not surprised at all when he was brought here. During the war, the supreme leader was originally in seclusion. Even in a place like Moscow, it would be better to hide it carefully. At this time, the agent turned around and told him that the General Secretary was meeting with combat heroes from other troops, and that he would meet him alone in a while, and asked him to wait patiently here.

"Gay Major, do you want something to drink?"

"——Ah, this," Long Yun thought he wanted to give him a drink at first, but immediately realized that it was impossible, so he nodded, "Please give me a glass of water."

Holding the cool lemonade, Long Yun sipped while looking around at the architectural layout here.

From his relatively amateur perspective, he could see that this huge white building was probably constructed with the application of the war period. Judging from the undecorated walls, these rooms are surrounded by sturdy high-strength concrete, and the thickness should be quite considerable; the vents placed on the ceiling send fresh air into it, which seems to be as simple as air conditioners.

Not only that, after subconsciously spying, Long Yun could vaguely feel that the surrounding consciousness activities were not rare, and it seemed that many people were moving in underground buildings.

Perhaps, this is the Soviet Union's wartime administrative center?

After thinking aimlessly for a while, Long Yun focused his thoughts on the reception below. He knew very little about the General Secretary, but he knew that the history here was very different from the real world he knew; the name "Malenkov" had never served as General Secretary of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union in the real world.

Because there is no reference to learn from, Long Yun is also full of curiosity about this general secretary he has never met.

Since the Soviet Union has not yet disintegrated at this time, perhaps this leader has any extraordinary ability? Or is everything he and this country have experienced is just a destiny in a parallel world?
Chapter completed!