A War Between Spies

Yuri lives in an apartment, but it is by no means the cheapest.

When entering Yuri’s room, Yang Yi was a little surprised. He turned his head and looked at Yuri who was behind him. He said, “Is your activity funded enough?”

Yuri shrugged and said: "I have a mission allowance and a salary, about $4,000 a month."

For a spy, no, no, like Yuri’s mission as a spy player, he can be regarded as a dead man, for a person who has never been in trouble for a lifetime, and who has basically lost his life, one month. Four thousand dollars in income, this is very Russian.

"No, is Russia's funding so tight?"

"Yes, but my income is higher than domestic income."

Yang Yi nodded, then he pointed to Yuri’s room and said, “How much is your apartment rent?”

"Two thousand eight hundred and eight hundred dollars a month."

Yang Yi took a breath and said: "Hey, is it expensive? Is it spending?"

"It’s entirely my own expense, but I don’t think I have to rent such a expensive house in the future. After all, I will die.”

"Don't be so pessimistic, maybe you can't die."

Why did Yang Yi ask this at this time? That is because the house rented by Yuri is a two-bedroom apartment. Although it is a small and old house, it is New York Manhattan.

"My girlfriend is coming back soon, so we have to leave as soon as possible. Hey, I don't know if she will think that I am missing. Will I think that I left her to run? Forget it, there are some things that someone has to do. ”

Yuri took out a box from the bedroom, which contained all the medicines. These medicines were too outdated compared to Yang Yi’s usual use.

"Hey, I have some more here, use your own, but I have to borrow a pair of pants."

Yang Yi cut her pants with the scissors in the medical box, and then he began to stop bleeding. Yuri suddenly said: "Do you want to help?"

"It's still no longer necessary. It's a bit weird that the two men are too close."

"Your technique looks very skilled and often hurts?"

Yang Yi sighed long and said: "Yes, I am often injured. I am very curious. Your salary is used to rent a house."

"No, you know that I am selling hot dogs, so why do you ask me this question? I have income, which is much higher than the salary of a spy."

Yang Yi’s hand stopped and looked at Yuri. “Oh, is the income from selling hot dogs high?”

Yuri smiled smugly and said: "Yeah, the monthly income is about 10,000 US dollars, so I am actually very contradictory. Do you know, I have been here for 12 years, I have saved $400,000, and my salary. I haven't used a penny, so do you know what it means? This means that I still have nearly $600,000 in salary waiting for me, so you are a millionaire!"

Yang Yi’s strange saying: “Does the income of selling hot dogs so high?”

"Of course, I can sell four hundred to five hundred hot dogs a day, each for two dollars, earning one dollar. My hot dog is the most popular. I am tired every day, but I am very diligent, so I am a few nearby. The neighborhood earns the most."

Yang Yi Zhang opened his mouth and said: "A hundred days a day? So much?"

Yuri smiled smugly, and then he scratched his head with a little regret, saying: "Yeah, because it is very simple, do you think that selling hot dogs is really a very good business? Many people do not I know how much a hot dog car earns, hey, but after I have a girlfriend, I can’t save any money because she rented this apartment.”

Yang Yiwei is not, he said: "It sounds very good, then are you going to get married?"

"Of course not, my girlfriend is an American, she doesn't know my true identity, so... she will think that I abandoned her..."

After a short hesitation for a moment, Yuri shook his head and said: "No, I am likely to die, so I need to leave the money to her. If I return to Russia, at least I still have hundreds of thousands of dollars in wages waiting. Me, and maybe I will have a reward."

After that, Yuri began to write a note. His look looked very sad and very painful, but his hand was steady and he quickly finished the note.

Yang Yi couldn't help but say: "Sorry, but we have to talk about how to leave New York. Do you have a solution?"

"Yes, each of us has two escape routes, which need to be maintained, and I have been maintaining it well. I need to buy it every day because I need a lot of bread and sausage, so I have a small truck. There is a dark space inside, I hide you inside, open to the place where I purchased, where is very close to a sightseeing pier, where can you board a sightseeing boat, and then you can leave New York City, I I think you should be able to talk on the satellite phone when you get to the sea."

Sounds very feasible.

First of all, the cleaners are now looking for Yang Yi in a crazy way, so they don’t hesitate to make a big blackout in New York because they want to prevent Yang Yi from getting in touch with the outside world in the shortest possible time, but everyone knows that this kind of thing is impossible. Lasts for a long time.

If the trace of Yang Yi can't be found within an hour, the cleaners will not be able to maintain the current communication blockade. They have not completely controlled the city. It is one thing to disrupt the disturbance in a short time. Thorough control is another time. thing.

Therefore, now that Yang Yi can get to Yuri’s house, the situation is already a lot better.

Yang Yi stopped the blood for himself. He put on a pair of Yuri's sweatpants, and then he sighed: "I can leave."

Yuri looked at his watch and said: "It will be much safer to wait a second."

"No, because there really is no time."

Yuri sighed and said, "Okay, then let's go. After you send it away, I have to find a place where I can pass the message and send the news back. Oh, actually, for many years, I started. I hope that there will be a task for me, but now, I hope that no one will pay attention to me, there is no task for me, so that I can safely sell hot dogs to make money, because this is really profitable, I even want to get married, although I know that I should not Married ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But I really thought about it. Now I have to abandon it. Oh, it’s really reluctant."

Yuri stood up. He changed a large sports suit and took a Uzi submachine gun hidden in his clothes.

When the two were going out, Yuri suddenly stopped and said: "I only hope that you are not seen when you are hiding in the hot dog car. Really, I only hope this."

Nonsense, if it is seen, then left a clue to be traced, but at that time so many people on the street, not to be seen to blame.

The cleaners spent the initial panic period and found that they could not find Yang Yi. After all, they would look back and slowly find them. By that time, Yuri would have died.

Yang Yi knows that if there is no accident, Yuri will die, morning and evening, and Yuri knows this. So, Yuri certainly has to pray that Yang Yi was not seen when he got into the hot dog car.

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