Hello, Mr. Major General

Chapter 1621: Let's See How Long You Can Hold It In

"Really?!" He Chengjian's eyes lit up, and he became energetic. "Tell me! Tell me! Are they really together? !"

"How can it be fake? I saw it with my own eyes! If you don't believe me, you can ask Young General He!" Old Zhou knew what General He was thinking.

The marriage of his only son was always a worry for General He.

If He Zhichu could really find a new lover, Old Zhou sincerely wished them well.

"But if you really ask, Young Master He will definitely know that I'm the snitch," Old Zhou said embarrassingly.

He Chengjian was amused by him and laughed. His mood was much better. He pointed at him and said, "Oh, you! Aren't you the snitch? !"

Old Zhou saw that He Chengjian was happy, and he was even more certain that he had done the right thing.

He Zhichu finished showering and changed his clothes to come to He Chengjian's study. He saw Old Zhou come out with a smile on his face, and he was in a good mood. He could not help but look at him. Without saying anything, he pushed the door open and went in.

He closed the door behind him and walked around the screen. He walked to the small cubicle where He Chengjian's office was. He sat down leisurely in front of his desk and asked calmly, "What happened?"

He Chengjian took off his reading glasses and said with a smile, "Something big happened. How can you still smile?"

"Even if it's a big deal, it shouldn't be a big deal for our country," He Zhichu judged calmly. "Otherwise, you would be frowning."

He Chengjian laughed so hard that tears were coming out of his eyes. "You child, you're really sharp… Yes, something big happened, but it's not a big deal for our country."

He took out a secret internal reference and placed it in front of He Zhichu. With a serious expression, he said, "Our people just received news from New York. The head of the Moscow Municipal Committee, Ye Lisin, and the Chairman of the Soviet Youth Affairs Standing Committee, Gorbachev, were assassinated during the countdown to the New Year in New York's Times Square in the United States."

He Zhichu was stunned.

He had not slept all night and had drunk too much red wine. He had not fully recovered yet.

After hearing He Chengjian's words, he picked up the internal reference and read through it after a while.

This internal reference was written in great detail. There were reports from the local news, internal intelligence that they had obtained, and an analysis of the intelligence compared to the two.

After reading it, He Zhichu frowned and said, "The news said that they were hit by a stray bullet. Looking at the situation at that time, they were also targeting the President of the United States."

He Chengjian nodded and said seriously, "That's the weird part. From the news reports and the video at the scene, it does seem like someone was trying to assassinate the president of the United States. The two officials of the Soviet Union just happened to be in the middle of it."

"But we have a very secretive intelligence agent who obtained a top-secret information from an insider of the CIA. He said that these two people were actually assassinated and that the chaos last night was targeted at the two of them. As for the President of the United States, it was actually just a cover."

As He Chengjian spoke, he took out an even more top-secret document bag and placed it in front of He Zhichu. "Also, look at this. That Ace of the Far East also appeared in New York's Times Square that night. He appeared in New York as a diplomat, but we know his true identity. He went to New York to protect these two officials, but he was injured as well. It shows how powerful the people who tried to assassinate them were…"

He Zhichu did not say anything. He opened the document bag and took out the top-secret document to read it again.

There were only a few photos in the top-secret document. They were taken after the ambulance arrived in Times Square in New York.

The KGB's Ace of the Far East, Peter aka Huo Shaoheng, sat in the ambulance with a cold expression on his face. He covered his arm with one hand, and his hand was covered in blood…

"Who could have injured him?" He Zhichu was puzzled. "Could it have been the CIA? Why would they assassinate these two Soviet officials?"

He Zhichu looked at the names of the two officials again. He suddenly blinked, and a thought flashed through his mind.

However, he quickly shook his head but felt that this should not be the case.

"Has the Soviet Union received the news? How did the leader of the Soviet Union, Pushin, react?" He Zhichu asked.

He Chengjian clasped his hands and placed them on the desk. His gaze was solemn. "Pushin should have received the news by now. We still don't know how he will react. The relationship between the United States and the Soviet Union is now in danger…"

Not long after, the phone on He Chengjian's desk rang.

He picked up the phone and listened for a while. The expression on his face became even more serious.

He Chengjian put down the phone, and said, "The Soviet Union already knows. They seem to have also received news from the CIA. They insist that their two national-level officials were assassinated by the CIA in New York. They want the United States to hand over the murderer, or they will close the American embassy in the Soviet Union and expel their diplomats!"

The US-Soviet relationship had once been bad, leading to a period of Cold War.

However, when Pushin came to power, the relationship between the two countries broke through the ice and improved, and they had normal diplomatic relations.

However, this time, the state-level officials of the Soviet Union died in New York, and it was not an ordinary murder. According to the Soviet Union, it was "political murder" in the US, and the relationship between the two countries was going to be plunged into deep trouble again.

He Zhichu's fingers tapped lightly on the desk. After a while, he said, "Let's wait and see about this for now. Don't get involved with either side. Tell our people in the United States to stand by and don't ask for more information."

If one was too active in times of crisis, they would be shot in the head.

It was just like hyped-up marketing. Proper hyped-up marketing could increase one's status, but if it was overdone, it would backfire.

He Chengjian nodded. "I think so too. You have to take over these matters in the future. This time, give them an order."

He Zhichu acknowledged and stood up. "I'll go and prepare now."

He Chengjian waved at him and said with a smile, "No rush, no rush. They haven't received the order yet, so they won't act rashly. Come, tell Daddy about your New Year's party yesterday. How was it? Is there anything you want to tell Daddy?"

He Zhichu immediately understood what Old Zhou told him about.

"Dad, what do you want to ask? Don't beat around the bush." He Zhichu felt that his reaction was an eyesore. "There's nothing between me and Xie Qingying. It's just a friendly gesture between friends."

"Is that so?" He Chengjian lowered his head in embarrassment. He was also a little disappointed. "I thought marriage was about to happen to you…"

He Zhichu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Dad, even if there's something going on between Xie Qingying and I, the word 'marriage' is far from it. Don't worry about it. I know what to do. I will find someone to marry. Just wait for your grandchild."

He Chengjian raised his head in surprise and shouted, "Don't fool me! I'm taking it seriously!"

"Okay." He Zhichu said briefly, "I will. You can focus on your work now. I haven't been home for the past few years, and your health isn't good. I saw a lot of people entering these departments, but I'm not familiar with them."

He Chengjian quickly nodded. "Don't worry, it's not the time for me to stop moving yet. I'll get to the bottom of these people and hand this whole mess over to you."

He Zhichu's expression softened. "Then I'll be going out first."

It was a new year, so he should focus all his energy on his work.

..

Gu Nianzhi had not been out of the house for the past two days. She had been at home tracking the progress of the investigation into the shooting and assassination that took place in Times Square on New Year's Eve in the United States.

The domestic television station had also sent a news team to New York to report on the incident every day.

Soon, the entire country knew that two Soviet officials who had come to watch the New Year's Eve countdown in the United States were assassinated.

The head of the Soviet Union, Pushin, was furious. He claimed that the CIA had assassinated them and demanded that the United States hand over the murderer. Otherwise, they would have to close the American embassy in the Soviet Union and expel the American diplomats.

Gu Nianzhi looked at the names of the two dead officials, Ye Lixin and Gorbachev, and felt indescribable bafflement.

But, she did not say anything. She quietly collected the information and stored them on her computer.

She also did not call the Ace of the Far East, because she did not know what his current situation was like.

And when he was on a mission, he could not be disturbed by anyone or anything personal.

Gu Nianzhi was well aware of this. Although she desperately wanted to confirm whether this person was her Major General Huo or not, she tried her best to control her emotions.

If that person really was her Major General Huo, he had risked his life to come here, and he couldn't even recognize her in front of her. It was clear how dangerous his situation was.

How could she put him in danger just because of her own desires?

Gu Nianzhi also knew that if that person really was Major General Huo from the other side, he had chosen not to tell her the truth because he didn't think she could keep it a secret.

It wasn't that he didn't trust her, but that she couldn't control her emotions. Someone with telling eyes would naturally connect the dots and discover the real identity of the fake Peter.

Their work was like walking on a thin steel rope hanging from a 10,000-foot cliff. The slightest carelessness would result in death.

Gu Nianzhi would rather die than see Huo Shaoheng in any danger, especially if it was because of her.

If Huo Shaoheng was exposed and died because of her, Gu Nianzhi felt that she would definitely go crazy.

So before he came back, she had to do more psychological work for herself.

Who couldn't do a little acting?

Gu Nianzhi smiled.

She wouldn't show it in front of others, but what about behind them?

Mr. Peter aka Major General Huo, just you wait. I'll see how long you can hold it in…