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    At the freight train station in the eastern suburbs of Moscow, a tank train slowly drove in.

    After the cold winter, the temperature rose rapidly, but the sunshine did not bring much laughter to the city. On the contrary, the large-character posters plastered all over the platform made people feel uneasy.  These big-character posters not only promoted the photos and achievements of the great leader Stalin, but also included pictorials that exposed the true face of the reactionaries, as well as slogans about overthrowing imperialism and wiping out the bourgeois kulaks.

    After the train stopped, several military trucks emerged from nowhere.  Vasily jumped out of the car and looked around cautiously. When he found that there was no eye-catching person, he immediately waved the dozens of soldiers who were following him to get out of the car.  Then he and the soldiers skillfully opened the train door and took out boxes of bundled Chinese liquor.

    The Soviets are famous for their alcoholism. However, due to the serious shortage of food production in recent years and the serious famine in Ukraine, Moscow issued a ban on alcohol.  But a mere prohibition on alcohol could not control tens of millions of mouths, so alcohol smuggling was banned repeatedly in the Soviet Union.  Since the Arab countries in the Persian Gulf do not drink alcohol, and Europe has not been rich in food in the past two years, and the low-alcohol wine produced by Britain and France is not very strong and difficult to smuggle, Chinese liquor has suddenly become popular, even the worst local wine.  Even packaging can sell for gold prices.

    ¡° However, it is extremely risky to start this business. After all, Prohibition still exists, and it is impossible to do it without deep connections and backers.  Vasily is such a person with a bright eye in the eyes of outsiders, because his uncle is the section chief in charge of railway transportation within the Soviet Planning and Economic Commission, and is also the right-hand man of Minister Kuibyshev.  With this protective umbrella.  He soon became a famous underground wine merchant in Moscow, and because most of his wine was sold to certain privileged classes and military officers.  So everyone turns a blind eye to this kind of smuggling.

    But one person snorted coldly: "You are really looking for death!"

    While Vasily and the soldiers were frantically carrying liquor, two dazzling lights flashed across a black car in the distance.  Beria sat in the car, looking at the liquor being loaded and unloaded, and sneered in his heart.  Although Moscow indulges in the smuggling of liquor, Vasily is really too short-sighted this time. General Secretary Stalin now hates China. Now is the time to blatantly transport Chinese liquor in Isn't he looking for death?

    ¡°Let¡¯s do it!¡±

    Beria was too lazy to think about it anymore. He was here to arrest Vasily this time, so he immediately raised his hand to the officers around him.  Then he knocked on the car body and ordered to drive back to the Security Bureau.  At the same time as the car started moving, a large number of Political Security Bureau soldiers suddenly appeared around the freight station, which was rarely visited in the past. It only took a moment to arrest all the smugglers.

    The car drove quickly into the city. Through the car window, you could see that the same slogans as those in the station were everywhere outside.  When it gathered into a sea and flooded the city, it also brought a solemn and depressing atmosphere to Moscow, as if a storm was coming and the buildings were full.

    After Trotsky met with Chinese naval officers and accepted hundreds of thousands of dollars in reactionary funds, it was exposed by Pravda.  The political atmosphere in Moscow suddenly became very delicate.  In those invisible corners, there are all kinds of negotiations, deals, promises and interrogations.  Some people are nervous and scared, and some are even more excited because they know that Moscow is almost on the verge of being hit by Mars at this time!  When this fire is completely burned, it will probably be a situation where the bayonet will not stop until it is red.

    Beria, who was sitting in the car, was certainly a happy person.  This fellow Stalin, who has a broad forehead and glasses, and a gentle appearance, has been dormant for a long time.  No one understands better than him that if he wants to ascend to power in Moscow, where class and qualifications are important, he must first trample to death those so-called meritorious veterans.  But he also understands that he cannot defeat those so-called "heroes" by himself.  We must rely on Stalin's power, and Vasily's arrest is a precursor!

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? His current mind was not on how to take advantage of Vasily's matter. Instead, he took out two photos from his pocket and looked at them.  The first picture is a photo of Qin Jian with his wife and daughter, and the second picture is Nikolai Yezhov, who is short and thin, like a cunning goblin.  Looking at the photo, Beria pushed up his glasses with his hands. These two people are his biggest opponents at the moment!  If you want to continue climbing up, you must defeat them first no matter what.

    But After reading the two photos, Beria put away Yezhov's first, leaving the image of Qin Jian's family alone and frowning secretly.

    "This person is really troublesome!" Beria frowned and muttered in his heart.  Ever since he entered the security bureau, he has been secretly collecting various information about Qin Jian. At first, he just wanted to grasp the weaknesses and bring down the opponent if necessary. However, as he collected more and more information, he gradually smelled something.  Weird smell.

    Because Director Ivan Mir is too clean!

    There was nothing wrong with his birth, and his resume of participating in the revolution was clean without any flaws, but it was this cleanliness that made him feel weird.  Beria has always known that no one is a saint, especially??It is even less possible in an atmosphere like Moscow.  For example, Yezhov is cold and bloodthirsty, Motolov loves cigars, Kuibyshev is addicted to alcohol, Bukharin is a bombastic talkerand so on, but only this Ivan Mir is like a puritan, except ten years ago  After using his power to move Mariana to his side, he no longer had any flaws.  What's even more rare is that no matter what job it is, he will do it to perfection. From the civil war to the recent movement to eliminate the kulaks, he has done everything so well that no one can find fault.  But it was this flawless resume and investigation report that always made him feel like a tiger meeting a hedgehog. He was completely sure that as long as he seized the opportunity, he could immediately deal with Yezhov, Kuibyshev and others, and even bring them down.  Motolov is not dreaming, but this Ivan Mircan't guarantee it.  There are no more than three reasons. First, he is Stalin's savior like himself and has followed him since before the October Revolution.  Secondly, his ability to do things and his ability to understand Stalin's spirit are extremely high, and he does not have any bad habits or stains.  Finally, he has been in charge of the Political Security Bureau for ten years. He has trained many clerks and spies, so even Stalin cannot touch him without any evidence.

    As the car slowed down, Beria looked up and found that he had arrived at the security bureau, and immediately put the photo away close to his body.

    "Report."

    Beria knocked on the door of the office of Qin Jian, whom he regarded as his first opponent. After entering, he saw the director putting something into his pocket.  This subtle movement aroused his curiosity, but he knew that he was no match for him now, so he quickly looked away: "Director, Vasily has been caught."

    "Where's the goods?"

    ¡°Everyone gets the stolen goods together.¡±

    "Well done." A smile quickly appeared on Qin Jian's lips.  This Vasily is so crucial. His uncle is one of the leaders of the Planning Economic Commission. As long as he puts the label of communicating with China on, even if he is scared, Kuibyshev can be scared to death.  But on the surface, he didn't feel happy at all. After a faint compliment, he continued: "Chief Beria, the current situation is very dangerous. The enemy is using various methods to incite the reactionaries. We cannot rule out using liquor smuggling to do things we don't know about.  , so you go to interrogate Vasily immediately and find out whether any officials were involved and whether anything else besides liquor was brought in."

    "Don't worry, Director, I will catch this matter myself. But" Beria put away his distractions. His greatest advantage is that he knows how to assess the situation.  The director is now very powerful and there is no sign of his downfall, so he must do his job well at the moment.  But this arrest was different. After all, Vasily was from the Planning and Economic Commission. He hesitated for a moment and asked: "Director, do you want to talk to Minister Kuibyshev about this case?"

    "You're right to remind me, I'm going to see the minister right now." Qin Jian pretended to be serious, picked up his hat and was about to see Kuibyshev, but because of his body movements, he didn't notice that a train ticket was half out of his pocket.  body.

    The sharp-eyed Beria's eyes flashed when he saw the train ticket, and then returned to normal.

    ?¡­

    The city of Moscow is turbulent, and you can hear news of someone being arrested every day.  The Trotsky incident had completely angered Stalin. The secret police headed by the Political Guards were arresting people everywhere. Anyone who had supported the Trotskyists would have their skin peeled off this time.  This terrifying political whirlpool makes Kuibyshev, a minister in charge of the national economy, secretly nervous. Especially since the last time the Security Bureau found out that one of his corrupt subordinates defected to the United States, he has been on pins and needles, fearing that Stalin would take advantage of the situation.

    To this end, he even hid the top-secret information in his hands, preparing to use these things to change his life.  Fortunately, as time went by, that incident seemed to have passed, so he focused his work on the crucial second five-year plan.

    ¡°Tuk tuk¡­.¡±

    But just as he was looking at the documents, his thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. The secretary walked in and saw that Kuibyshev was hesitant to speak.  "What's the matter?" Kuibyshev saw this scene and suddenly felt an indescribable feeling for some reason.  The secretary hurriedly said: "Minister, the Security Bureau just called. They have arrested Chief Bakrov of the Traffic Section, and asked you and relevant people to wait in Moscow and are not allowed to leave!"

    "What!" The more he was afraid, the more he came. Kuibyshev never expected that his case would be overturned just now, so he arrested his assistant and asked with a pale face: "Why? What's the reason?"

    ¡°Vasily was arrested for smuggling liquor.¡±

    Liquor?  Kuibyshev was stunned, he did not expect this to be the case.  He knew about liquor smuggling, but the buyers of the liquor were officials and military officers. No matter how powerful the Security Bureau was, they would not touch a group of people, so most of the tension in his heart dissipated instantly, but he did not dare to neglect and told his secretary to do morePlease pay more attention.

    The secretary naturally knew what he meant. He nodded and turned around to go out when another set of footsteps came from outside.

    "Minister Kuibyshev." Qin Jian, dressed in black leather, coldly appeared at the door of the office
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