When he saw Long Yun walk in, the pretty lady in a light-colored suit was obviously quite surprised and greeted him with a smile.

"——Ah, it's you! Why are you..."

Because the memory of time travel was not coherent, Long Yun was stunned for a moment before recognizing that this lady in professional attire actually went to the 309th Regiment in the hospital. She followed him through frequent transfers during the war and later returned to the female doctor Alena behind.

"Alena, why are you here too?"

Thinking of this, it was the KGB headquarters. Long Yun's first reaction was that she was also a person here, or a KGB agent; but he unconsciously spyed his consciousness and returned the results, and he immediately denied his guess.

"It's not because of your business. I'll come here to provide your health status. By the way, you look good now--a, you are already a lieutenant colonel in the Air Force? Congratulations, Victor!"

Seeing that Long Yun was as usual, especially his expression seemed to be no longer troubled by amnesia, Alena was obviously happy from the bottom of her heart.

After looking at his military uniform, he didn't care about things like military ranks. Long Yun just smiled and chatted with the female doctor in front of him. Only then did he realize that Alena was still working in a military hospital in Warsaw. This time, because the above needs to know all the situation of Long Yun, the air force ace, that he specially called her here.

At this time, an agent came to ask Alena to fill out the form, so she said goodbye to Long Yun and left with the agent first.

Sitting alone in the room that should be used as a lounge, thinking of Alena whom he met just now, Long Yun thought for a moment, and suddenly felt a little inexplicably curious.

Why is the KGB so interested in him, an ordinary Air Force pilot?

You should know that although the KGB organization is large, there is no unnecessary resources to waste; if it were not for something that really needs to be investigated, they would not have made such a big move.

After thinking about this for less than two minutes, the agent who had accompanied him back to the house and took him on another walk that was almost lost, and then asked him to walk into a room that should be the supervisor's office.

The person who received Long Yun in the room was an agent about fifty years old and had a smart look. From his words and deeds, plus the feedback from conscious snooping techniques, Long Yun knew that he should be a person in charge here.

"Hello, Comrade Rezenov! Please sit there casually. Today I came to you mainly to understand some situations, and I also want to ask you to cooperate with our investigation."

Hearing this relaxed tone and the serious greetings were revealed in his words, Long Yun nodded a little restrainedly.

He gave Long Yun to a chair next to the desk, and the agent introduced himself. In fact, Long Yun already knew that his name was Vladimir Kirov, so he smiled and counted as a response. Without more politeness, Kirov poured a glass of water for both of them, and then returned to the desk to sit down.

Sitting upright on the wooden chair, while preparing to listen to the agent's narrative, Long Yun unconsciously planned to use his consciousness to spy on his eyes, but he was still very worried.

Although many previous experiences have proved that no one could detect his conscious spying technique, except Su Xue alone, in this mysterious and strange thing that seemed to happen, Long Yun was still cautious and careful in the KGB headquarters, and he didn't want to reveal any flaws here.

Fortunately, the slight conscious snooping and sweeping through him, he did not find any suspicious conscious activities nearby; Kirov on the opposite side also looked as usual, without any signs of surprise and doubt. So this means that even if he uses conscious snooping here, no one will find him?

Of course, just as Long Yun was tempting, Kirov was also thinking in his mind.

Sitting in this office with sufficient sunshine, Kirov, director of the Operations Sixth Division of the Fifth General Administration of the KGB, was looking at the Air Force Lieutenant Colonel sitting opposite him with great interest.

Although he had been received by the General Secretary, based on his observation, the lieutenant colonel did not show the kind of complacentness of promotion and acceptance.

Perhaps, this ace is also a very scheming person like himself?

Kirov pondered for a moment when he had a good impression of such a person. He thought it would be better to start chatting and chatting about family matters.

"Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, the weather in Moscow is a bit cold in the morning. Are you still used to it?"

"Yeah, it's not bad. Actually, I really like the weather in Moscow. After all, I have lived here before."

"So, are you going to set off tomorrow and report to the new forces in the Caucasus?"

Starting with such a casual chat, the two chatted for a while quite relaxedly. From the weather in Moscow to the experiences he had seen on this trip, the atmosphere was quite harmonious. However, during this relaxed and leisurely conversation, Long Yun unconsciously spyed his mind and had already let him know the main purpose of the above-mentioned arrangement for his trip to the KGB headquarters.

Kirov, who was sitting opposite him, was still considering the wording of the question. This was not to say that he was disagreeable, but that such a thing was a bit bizarre and involved a lot of confidential content. He was not sure how to get into the question.

To be honest, Long Yun knew very well that Kirov wanted to ask him about the discovery of the silver-gray suitcase; or why he discovered the box.

——It's indeed about that box! But...

But how to say it, since Long Yun knew what Kirov meant, he felt very uncomfortable sitting here.

Isn't it? Just like now, even though I know what the other party is trying to ask, I can never say the real reason for the box; not only that, this thing that I had forgotten for a while because of various complicated matters, and was once again full of intense curiosity due to conscious spy techniques.

Not to mention asking him how he found this box, what exactly was placed there, he has never seen it yet, and he has no chance to take a look--

etc!

Suddenly, he realized the sense of incongruity in his heart, and Long Yun suddenly understood the reason for this feeling.

He remembered that before this, he could feel its existence at a considerable distance when he approached the mysterious box several times; this inexplicable sensing seemed to be unblocked by obstacles such as buildings and vehicles, and he was quite sure of this.

But since he came to the KGB headquarters until now, although he knew they were going to ask about his box, he didn't notice the strange feeling that he would get close to the box...

In other words, the mysterious silver-gray suitcase, more precisely, is not in this building now, nor anywhere nearby?

Thinking of this, although his face looked as usual, Long Yun was quite disappointed.

Sure enough, according to the KGB's principle of keeping everything confidential, such things will not give him any chance to get close to him? In that case, it would be equivalent to his only key to uncovering the mystery.

Oh, it seems that it is not appropriate to think about it like this; after all, on the night at Brittany Manor, even he himself was rescued by the "Signal Flag" team.

In this way, the box is also the result of the special forces team, and it only serves as a guiding role.

"Uh, so we get back to the point."

Perhaps because he felt that the situation had been understood almost the same, Kirov straightened his body and began to ask Long Yun some important questions.

"First of all, about that suitcase,—oh yes, that box found from Brittany Manor,” Kirov asked as detailed as possible. "According to our action captain, Gamov, it was found according to your guidance."

"Yes, we've been delaying a little bit of time for that."

"Well, frankly, how did you know where that box is?—or, how did you know there is such a box there?"

Although Long Yun was not surprised when asked such a question, he also needed to think carefully about his words to avoid revealing any flaws; pretending to be a memory, his answer did not delay too long:

"Well, when I was escorted by Cia, I saw the box when I got off the car; because I thought the box was quite heavy, I paid special attention. There was also an old man, but unfortunately, he was unfortunately shot and died during the raid."

"Oh? By the way, that's the case."

When Kirov heard Long Yun mention the old man, he remembered that in the document about the whole thing, he did mention such a person.

Professor Lindberg, who had previously lived in Berchtesgaden, Bavaria, Germany; this person who seemed to have connections with a secret agency in the Federal Republic of Germany, fled about ten days ago in a private jet and then disappeared.

The KGB did conduct some investigations in Germany about this mysterious professor and his work; just when their investigation basically came to a conclusion, the man actually chose to flee westward. Of course, his final outcome was indeed a bit tragic, and it also caused quite trouble for the KGB investigation; but now that the things in the suitcase have been obtained, some questions that were not clear in the past have now been answered.

But is there any connection between these things and the lieutenant colonel in front of you?

After a brief thought, Kirov made up his mind and made an important decision.

"Then, comrade Lieutenant Colonel, please come with me."

He got up and walked around the desk. He called Long Yun and walked out to the elevator with him and came to the underground of this huge building.

With a little doubt, Long Yun saw that the elevator indicator light was on the second floor, and then walked into the bright but a little cold corridor with the KGB supervisor.

Originally, at the headquarters of such an intelligence agency, Long Yun did not intend to ask more questions; he still knew a little about the rules here, and he would treat it as anything he shouldn't do. But just after he stepped out of the elevator and walked a few steps in the corridor, his hair suddenly stood up because he felt the strange feeling in his consciousness.

——That familiar strange feeling!

Trying to remain calm, Long Yun was already extremely shocked; he immediately thought vaguely that he would never make mistakes in this familiar feeling.
Chapter completed!