My city 2: The terrifying history Zhalovskoy, or the Spider. Dmitry Guéorguiévitch Borrony

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do not know it, it is obvious it was only engaged in business? I assume that he was a spy.

      The belief asked again.

      – Spy?

      What Dimitrii not unambiguously answered.

      – Everything is possible in this country and in the world too.

      Larisa did not understand how it is possible. This word, spy? The person working for other country? As in general investigation could make a booboo so that it could not distinguish the spy in due time. Still, when it was introduced in the Russian reconnaissance center. Yes, of course, this case not single, but what Vera heard from Dimitrii cast her into horror. He told.

      – He was a traitor. – he heaved a deep sigh, and added. – Itself betrayed the. – having made a long pause he growled. – Swine. – and having knocked a fist on a table, added one word. – I hate.

      These words of Dimitrii threw Vera in shock. It could not present that it is possible? To betray the country in which you live. Let it to this person Nenavistna! Let him do not love it and despise, but to betray that what for? For the sake of the principles? For the sake of money? Because the person was шантажирован? And can still some it had circumstances? The belief did not understand how in general it was possible? To betray, it is necessary just not to respect himself. To consider itself the turncoat society. What? Robert was such is? Who knows? Who knows? Nothing was known of it, except certain circumstances. It went to the various presentations with the wife to which he was invited by foreign partners, and he invited them.

      But here Roman heaved in sight. About it nothing was told, except one. He cooperated with the investigation, helped to expose Victor and Pyotr Alekseyevich. But belonging to intelligence agencies, on Roman was not.

      The belief asked.

      – What does all this mean?

      Dimitrii answered.

      – This means that Roman perhaps is related to intelligence agencies. – he assumed. – Perhaps he not casually got acquainted with Larisa. The concrete task was possible at it, and it carries out it now.

      The belief dumbfounded by this news goggled, and having been indignant with a provyl.

      – Da Va went crazy? That Roman?. Da for anything е I will believe these ravings! – she made a pause. – That my Roman!. Da intelligence agent? It is impossible by definition.

      Dimitrii grinned.

      – Do you so consider?

      The belief claimed.

      – On all hundred.

      Dimitrii took the second folder out of a briefcase, and gave it to Vera. That easy asked.

      – This that?

      Dimitrii answered.

      – Roman's business.

      The belief opened business and having glanced in it on the first page she saw the photo of the husband, Roman. It was pasted on a leaf of a format 4-A, and on it was written. Pulev Roman Illarionovich. Captain of FSB. The belief stupidly looked at Dimitrii. Now it seemed to it that this only a joke. The joke also nothing more. She stupidly asked.

      – This that?

      Understanding Vera's bewilderment, Dimitrii looked at her and understood. Having learned it, he would be in confusion.

      – Your husband. – Dimitrii answered. – You are surprised? I understand. – then he explained. – Your husband works for intelligence agencies, and now he needs your help.

      Having read all folder from which she learned a lot of new about the, she asked.

      – Why you show it to me? As far as I know, this classified information.

      Dimitrii admitted.

      – They chose you. – Dimitrii answered, and Vera understood him. – They consider that you have a potential and nobody will suspect the husband with the wife.

      The belief carefully asked.

      – And you and?

      – I am Robert's friend. – he answered. – If we help it? The one who will make it?

      Belief having thought, and having assessed a situation asked

      – And I can refuse?

      – You can, but then for certain Roman will die.

      The belief could not make the decision. It was in panic, but soon the judiciousness got the best. She asked.

      – What do I have to do?

      Chapter-7

      Roman's oath

      Any boy in the childhood wants to become the intelligence agent or the astronaut. On extremely measure it was at the CPSU. Now each child wants to become a businessman. To earn huge money, to drive about over the different countries. To have the mistress and not to be for anything responsible. It is a pity that time of the CPSU passed in the past. Though it is also abused, then there was an order. And now? I ask that now? Unemployment time. Only the few got from a financial hole on feet. Or perhaps as speak on television, appointed them to be millionaires? Almost nobody owns the real business except politicians and their children. What is it? Mighty of this world, or something else? On this question there is an answer. But everyone will give it to itself(himself).

      Here and Vera. She sits at herself in the apartment, in a chair at a window. Outside the window winter. On the street snow. The white carpet laid the earth white down a blanket. Fresh clean air. Walking on the street, any person would enjoy in the frosty afternoon. But it was necessary to Vera walks. She sat in a chair, in her hands there was a folder. She watched it, carefully studying everyone in it the page, and could not understand how it is possible? She knew Roman long ago, and could never assume that he is an intelligence agent. However, it never asked itself this question. – Who such Roman? – she considered that he is an architect, but she was mistaken. This there was only a cover freely to go to any presentations, and to go abroad. Nobody would suspect the ordinary architect of work on FSB, before KGB. Well, it well worked all these years. But now, it needs the help. It never needed it, but now? It needed the help. Hardly anyone to venture from it? And furthermore from the help of the person with which lived all the life. The belief wanted to help Roman, but it did not know as? However, it was unimportant now. A priority was what should be learned what sort Roman needed the help. From documents provided by Dimitrii to Vera it was clear that Roman came to one of the organizations, specializing in what, according to them, was called data migration in a human brain. Did you watch the movie "Johnny Mnemonik, with Kinau Reeves in a Leading Role"? And so, that if to assume that such technologies exist actually? Even if if it from area of a fantasy. But in the theory it exists. Worldwide network, here and all science. After invented the computer, Investigation came to new level, and to that certificates many facts from life of intelligence agencies, in particular, of Americans. I will not be afraid to write that they listen to the whole world. Thanking only to the Internet. Exposure of the confessed people on the central television testifies to that. So I did not break any mysteries of this history. So, we will continue. The belief from read by it understood only that Roman contacted some People who

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