Xie Wenlong struggled to open his eyes, and a bucket of cold cold water poured on him, which made the wounds all over his body feel pain, and he gasped. Although he couldn't see what was happening in front of him, he felt that he was hanging, and there were several people in uniform standing beside him, as if he was questioning him, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Comrade Sergei Ivanovic Uriyangov, I hate prisoners, but who made you brave enough to beat Grisun Shuji's nephew." A voice came from opposite Xie Wenlong.

Xie Wenlong's head suddenly hurt. He remembered that he was clearly scrambling skewers and drinking beer with his friends at a barbecue stall. Suddenly a BMW rushed over from the road and crashed into them. Then some information came out of Xie Wenlong's mind. A Soviet boy named Sergei Ivanovich Uriyangnov was an orphan since he was a child. Later, through his own efforts, he finally got admitted to Moscow State University. When he went out again, he saw a gangster bullying a beautiful girl. He rushed up and taught that guy a lesson. Who knew that the guy was seriously injured and was the nephew of Victor Vasilyevich Grishen, the secretary of the Moscow Municipal Committee. So the poor Sergei (the nickname of Sergei) was caught by the vicious KGB.

Xie Wenlong sighed deeply in his heart, and actually traveled to such an unlucky guy. I don’t know if he still lives in the hands of the KGB. Xie Wenlong was originally a military police officer stationed on the Sino-Russian border. The one he usually contacted the most was the Russian-Royal truck driver on the border. Okay, let me survive as Selyossa in this red giant that was about to fall. (Shelyossa is used to call the protagonist here)

Fortunately, the KGB just tortured him and did not intend to kill him. Seeing that the loss was almost done, one of the officers waved his hand and asked his subordinates to take Seryosha back.

"Let's do this for now, lock him up with those Caucasians. If you offend the Municipal Committee Secretary, you won't want to go out in your life." One of the officers said. Through the dim corridor, passing through the iron gates, and staring at him with pairs of eyes in the iron gates on both sides of the corridor, Selyosha was taken to a double cell. There was a bed on each side of the cell, a toilet in the middle, the walls around were all peeled off, there were mold spots on the walls, and there was an unpleasant smell in the room.

An old man was lying on the bed. When he saw someone coming in, he immediately stood up from the bed and stood upright by the window as straight as possible. The guard threw Seryoshare into the room, locked the prison door and left.

The night was quiet, and the old man ignored Selyosha. Selyosha checked his body. Although his whole body was in pain, fortunately he was traumatized. Moscow State University should not be able to go back. He provoked such a strong person and was expelled. He had no father or mother and had no relatives in Moscow. Even if he had good classmates, he was afraid he would not be willing to risk offending the KGB and help him.

"This year is 1980, and the Afghan War is still going on this year. The Moscow Olympic Games will be prepared in an orderly manner. No one expected that the Red Giant would fall so easily in 11 years. This is also an era of change. The fate of countless Soviets will be completely changed. Knowing the direction of historical development, I will seize the opportunity and make my life worthwhile. And my experience today must be returned to them a thousand times and a hundred times." Selyosha secretly swore in his heart.

A noise woke up from Seryosha who had finally fallen asleep. The breakfast time was up. Seryosha got up from the bed, but his body still hurt so much. Fortunately, his body was young and strong enough. After the door of the cell was opened, the prisoners first called the name, and then lined up to go to the restaurant to have dinner. The old man in the same room still ignored him. The prisoners lined up to receive food. The breakfast was a piece of bread, some beans, and a glass of water. Seryosha found a seat casually and was about to sit down when he suddenly felt that he had been caught.

"Are you MSL?" Sheryosha turned around and saw that it was the old man who lived with him. He seemed to understand something, and then he turned around and saw that everyone else on the table was staring at him.

"Come with me and stay away from these officials," the old man said again.

"Thank you!" Xie Liaosha thanked. He was taken to another table by the old man.

"If you are not careful here, you will die. Just now, there is the place for the Chechens. Not far to your right are the Kazakhs, behind them are Georgians, and in front are Azerbaijanis. Only this is the territory of our Slavs." The old man continued, and Xie Liao nodded in conscience.

"You can call me Petrov, what's your name, my child?" asked the old man.

"My name is Sergei Ivanovich Uriyanov, you can call me Sergeisha." Sergeisha replied.

"Seryosha, why were you locked up?" Petrov continued.

"I taught a gangster a lesson on the road, but he is the nephew of the Secretary of the Moscow Municipal Committee." Selyosha continued.

"It seems that you are very brave. You dare to fight against the nephew of the Municipal Committee Secretary. If only there was vodka, I really want to have a drink with you." Petrov took a sip of the water in the cup and spit it on the ground. "It's really not a taste." Petrov grabbed the bread and ate it, and did not talk to Seriosha. Seriosha also ate his breakfast silently, not talking.

After breakfast, there was about half an hour to let the air flow. Petrov led Seriosha to walk on the playground. From time to time, people greeted Petrov. Petrov just nodded to them while talking to Seriosha. "This prison is called Lubiyanka Prison. It has been available since the Tsarist Russian era. There is a fire station to the north of the wall, a medical hospital to the east, a prison factory to the west, and a road to Moscow to the south..." Petrov introduced the surroundings. Seriosha looked around, a concrete wall about three meters high, and a searchlighthouse at the four corners of the wall. There were guards patrolling back and forth on the wall, and the guards were carrying guns.

"What are those rows of houses over there?" Seryosha asked Papa Petrov at a row of gray houses.
Chapter completed!