Chapter 1827 That’s the person they’re looking for
Small people have their own way of doing things - although Zhilin is not considered a "small person" in the eyes of ordinary people, he is indeed a small person in the fights between those real big guys.
So he quickly and effectively handled the situation: he distanced himself from the vortex of controversy and informed both Director Shcherbini and old Terekin. He even considered informing old Borisov, but then thought it was unnecessary, as after all, old Terekin and Director Shcherbini would definitely contact old Borisov.
Maybe old Terekin and Borisov might have a fight!
Facts have proved that his choice was wise: not long after, old Terekin and Sherbini arrived at the police station at the same time!
Even though the snow had subsided, it was still better to stay home. So, they actually came here in person? And in a car?
Were old Terekin and Shcherbiny together just now? What were they doing together?
What surprised them even more was that old Borisov actually arrived at the police station at the same time as them. Moreover, these people were different from before - when old Borisov and old Terekhin went out, they were accompanied by a convoy of bodyguards, but today they were only accompanied by a driver.
Zhilin thought that old Terev and old Borisov would meet and fight, but unexpectedly, when old Borisov saw old Terev, he quickly walked up to him and shook his hand: "Brother Terev, you must help me! Our quarrels are usually internal affairs of Norilsk. The pollution incident last year already made the emperor very angry. What should we do if something like this happens again?"
Old Terekhin smiled bitterly and said, "Didn't I inform you immediately after I found out about this? You're so confused!"
Old Borisov said helplessly: "It's all because of my stupid son..."
Old Terekin waved his hand and said, "It's too late to say anything now. I hope nothing happened inside. Those two bodyguards of young Borisov..."
He didn't finish his words, but old Borisov understood what he meant and said with a wry smile, "They are all those who have returned from their mission in Aleppo. They are the kind with random guns and random clothes..."
Old Telekin fell silent.
There's an interesting saying in the Russian military: How do you tell the combat effectiveness of a Russian army? Those uniformly equipped are rookies, while those wearing a variety of weapons are elite troops. And if a group of soldiers wear a mix of uniforms and weapons—what old Borisov called "a mess of weapons and clothes"—then they're essentially elite troops! They're all battle-hardened veterans!
Young Borisov was a retired GRU soldier, and he was even on duty in Aleppo. The anti-terrorism war there was brutal and appalling. Expecting them to show mercy was impossible.
"Borisov, I really want to help you. After all, what you just said is right. How we deal with this is an internal matter in Norilsk. If we attract people from Moscow, we will all be in trouble. But this Xiao was personally ordered by Minister Shoigu to be found! Now the FSB and the Ministry of Internal Affairs have received the order." Old Terekin said, "If anything happens to him, we can't bear the responsibility."
Director Sherbini said, "Mayor Borisov, this is true. Our Ministry of Internal Affairs has received an order to assign Xiao's safety to the highest level of protection."
Old Borisov frowned slightly after hearing this and asked, "Why is that? Are you sure you didn't find the wrong person?"
Shcherbini replied, "No, he bought a plane from Dixon Island and left. When he first arrived in Norilsk, he wanted to land at the airport. When he contacted the airport control tower, he reported his aircraft number, which was the same one he bought on Dixon Island. His photo has been sent, and Mr. Terekin has confirmed that it is the same person; the clothes he wore are exactly the same as when he was on Dixon Island."
Old Borisov frowned. "Damn it! How could this be a person?"
Old Terekin said, "Borisov, I really want to say something to you. Look at what you've done. You're the victim, after all. Your wife and daughter-in-law were both slept with by someone else. When the police arrested him, they also accused him of being a rapist. But you can't make this public, lest others know what happened here. If word gets out about your son's misbehavior at the police station... the most important thing is: if anything really happens to Xiao, Borisov, you can't bear the responsibility."
Old Borisov frowned and asked, "Who on earth is this Xiao?"
Director Sherbini on the side answered the question: "I don't know, top secret, highest protection level."
"Hiss." Old Borisov took a breath.
Sherbini continued, "There's also a strange order. If he doesn't reveal his identity, don't reveal it. Just protect him in secret."
Old Borisov's eyebrows twisted into knots when he heard this.
Such an order has been issued? This person's identity is too important, isn't it?
Old Terekin patted Old Borisov on the shoulder and said, "Borisov, you have seven children, right? You've spoiled your youngest too much. My son told me that Xiao is very strong. Now we can only hope that Xiao can withstand your son's bodyguards and hold out until we get through." At this point, he sighed and said, "I don't even dare to go in now."
Weren't Old Borisov and Shcherbini feeling the same way? Shcherbini, needless to say, would be undeniably responsible if Xiao Peng really got into trouble at the police station. Even if he could find a subordinate to take the blame, his own career would undoubtedly be affected, and his career would be in jeopardy. And Old Borisov, needless to say, was the mayor himself!
The mayor's son, accompanied by bodyguards, entered the police station and injured an important figure. He couldn't shake the blame no matter how hard he tried! Could he still deny his own son? As he said, he was already being targeted last year because of the diesel pollution incident. If he caused trouble again this time—did he really think the emperor's sword was ineffective?
In comparison, old Terekhin was under less pressure. He hadn't expected the man who saved his son to be such a prominent figure. So, it would be a good idea to let his son spend more time with him, right? Maybe there would be some unexpected benefits? But then, he probably couldn't pretend he didn't know who he was, right?
The three people entered the police station and walked towards the detention room with their own thoughts, but they heard a strange sound from a long distance away.
"What's that sound?" Several people looked at each other. It seemed to be coming from the detention room. Three people walked to the detention room and looked through the small window on the iron door. Hey, it turned out to be the sound of snoring - it seemed like he was still sleeping there?
Looking more closely, there were three people lying on the ground. Aren't they Borisov and his two bodyguards?
Three people lying on the ground, motionless, huh? They look like they're still breathing?
That means he's not dead. But what happened in here just now?
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