MTL - Big Time 1958-Chapter 1 KGB General Hospital

  When you are walking on the street, sometimes a feeling of deja vu flashes in your mind, as if you have been to this place before, but you can’t remember it if you think about it carefully. Or when I encounter a certain scene, I always feel that I have seen such a scene there. Some people use Nanke Yimeng to explain this phenomenon, but this does not include our protagonist Shelov.

A ray of morning glow penetrated into the bedroom through the curtains. In his sleep, Serov's face was ugly, as if he was engaged in a battle between heaven and man. He made two random gestures with his hands, and when the familiar furnishings of the bedroom came into view, he let out a long breath, raised his right hand and wiped the sweat on his face.

"Yuri? What's the matter? Are you dreaming again?" Valiya sat up with a lazy look, and said with concern in a worried tone, "Otherwise, let's go to the hospital for an examination! It's been a long time. ,I am afraid…"

   "That dream again? Could it be that I was really a villain in my previous life?" Sheloff took a towel from the side and wiped his face. Then, not feeling enough, he took off his vest and gasped.

"Are you saying that you have a dream of a slave owner? Maybe you've been under too much pressure recently!" Valya followed and got out of bed, wearing a plaid pajamas, she walked behind Serov and whispered as if coaxing a child He comforted, "I'll accompany you to the hospital today for a check-up! Our Soviet Union's medicine is not inferior, what are you afraid of?"

   It stands to reason that Serov, who was born in modern society, has nothing to fear, and he will not be afraid of diseases. But he was just afraid of going into the hospital because there was something in his head that didn't belong to the Soviet Union.

   "It's just a nightmare! Why don't you make a fuss!" Shelov forced a smile and slowly lit a cigarette. There is a haggard look on his face, this dream has haunted him for a long time.

  A wisp of blue smoke floated in the air, at this time only nicotine could dispel the stagnation in his heart a little. Serov, with a mushy head, enjoyed a moment of peace, but did not feel the danger coming at this time.

A crisp coughing sound made Serov shiver all over. He stood up uncontrollably and left the bedroom of the two of them slowly and firmly. As if he had practiced a thousand times, he went straight to the balcony, opened the windows and stretched his head. Go out and continue the action just now against the cold wind of December, except for a scene change, there is no difference in the action.

"If it wasn't for seeing that you were a woman, I would have cried out with a big mouth!" Serov, who had been sitting on the balcony for 30 years, kept thinking in the corners of his mouth, and looked at the apartments that were lit up one after another with some leisurely thoughts. After such a sentence, ah..., it is the mating season of the year on the grassland! A gust of cold wind from the Arctic Ocean woke up Serov for a moment, flicked the cigarette **** out, locked the window and returned to the bedroom.

Like chewing wax and drinking borscht, Serov, who was more silent than usual, quietly enjoyed the gentleness of a woman. This abnormal performance made the worry in Valiya's eyes even more intense, and her pretty face was white. Showing a hint of thought. From a month ago, Serov began to be troubled by a strange dream. At first, Serov didn't take it seriously, but for a month in a row, the situation of the head of the family made Valya more and more worried.

"I'll accompany you to the General Administration of Technology in a while, let's check first!" Valiya bit her delicate red lips and said such a sentence. This is not to ask Serov's opinion. Usually, when this tone appears, she just wants to To inform the titular head of the family, I am ready to do so.

"General Administration of Technology? Can't go to an ordinary hospital?" Serov put a piece of bread into his mouth very mechanized. The General Administration of Technology controls all KGB scientific research units, including a KGB general hospital serving KGB officers. This hospital There is naturally no problem with the level of the drug, but many drugs are developed by the KGB Technical Management Bureau themselves and have not been circulated on the market. Serov is emotionally reluctant to put his own safety on them.

"You are also the director of the general bureau. You will keep secret from those guys when you go to the group! Don't talk nonsense!" Valiya helped her man analyze, "Going to the Municipal People's Hospital may leak information, you can't let people know The head of the General Directorate of Military Administration is a mentally stressed man..."

   It makes sense, people who are mentally fragile cannot be relied on by the KGB! At this point, Serov always subconsciously ignored it. After finishing the dishes, the two put on their coats and left the apartment. The winter in Moscow this year is the coldest that Serov has encountered in several years. Looking at the woman with a red face next to him, he asked, "Is it cold? I just said that I can go by myself..."

   "Aren't you going to run halfway?" Valya gave the man a charming white glance, as if she had already seen through the tricks of a child, and opened the garage with a crisp order, "Get in the car, I'll take you there..."

   Get in the car, get in the car! Serov sat in the co-pilot's seat with a submissive look. This car was obviously distributed to him by the KGB, but it turned out to be this woman's means of transportation. Is there any reason for this? Is there any law?

The woman driving looked at the front seriously, and her driving skills had a girl's unique delicacy. This feeling was the same as when the two first met five years ago. In fact, Valiya's traveling speed was very fast. The potential of Soviet cottage cars in the 1990s was fully tapped.

The two went all the way east, and after more than an hour they stopped at a place where the military force was written in Russian. Looking at the soldiers of the Internal Affairs Forces standing with guns, Serov got out of the car and handed out his documents, a sharp sword and five horns. The stars are integrated, and the symbol of the sickle and hammer is on it, which shows the value of the KGB to defend the Soviet Union. The sword shows that the KGB has been an offensive policy since its establishment. This is the strategic direction of the KGB.

   "Hello, Lieutenant General Serov, welcome to the General Hospital for inspection work!" After checking the documents, the guard gave Serov a military salute and removed the roadblock in front of the car.

"The secrecy of the General Administration of Technology is very strict. Don't run around for a while! Otherwise, the soldiers of the Internal Affairs Force who are observing the situation in the dark may shoot. It is not allowed to make mistakes here!" Serov pointed at Valya carefully Speaking of the situation here, the words were filled with deep concern.

  The KGB General Hospital is only a part of the town-sized General Administration of Technology. Most of the body checks in the General Hospital are KGB officers around Moscow, and officers from the major general offices occupy a considerable part. Along the way, Serov met several officers from the Third General Bureau to greet him, and seemed surprised that his immediate superior and his wife appeared here.

"The building opposite is also a part of the General Hospital, but it hosts spies from various countries who have been arrested in our country!" Shelov pointed to the building opposite and said, "However, the atmosphere of scientific research there is relatively strong, and it cannot be regarded as a pure hospital. Professional doctors and scientific researchers from foreign spies work there..."

Serov, who satisfied the woman's curiosity, held the woman's hand and entered the psychiatric floor, and found the most powerful attending physician here. Dr. Yagota is a psychiatrist with rich experience. The most advanced, but considering that it is only in the 1950s, even the most advanced doctors are estimated to be the same as the general doctors of later generations, and that's it.

Serov, who entered the office, looked at the doctor Yagota, who was in his forties. He took out a pen and unscrewed it in a hurry. Then he put it in his ear and listened. Serov, whose pen was pinned to his jacket pocket, said with a cold face, "Yago took the doctor and told the monitoring personnel in charge of this ward to turn off the supervision equipment..."

   "Okay, Lieutenant General Serov!" Yagota hurriedly took off his glasses and went out to inform.

   Shelov snorted and said nothing. As a member of the KGB, of course he knew the work style of this department in this area, and he was not surprised by the behavior of monitoring in the ward, but he could not monitor himself. As for the pen in his jacket pocket, it was also produced by the General Administration of Technology, which was designed to detect whether there were surveillance machines operating around him.

   Shelov tried his best to be a good patient who cooperated with the doctor, checked his body thoroughly, and then waited for the final result.

"General Serov, how long have you been insomnia! All your indicators are very normal..." Yagota neither recorded in the notebook, nor did he write down Serov's case. The director of the general bureau will get angry.

   "About a month, my sleep quality is very poor!" Serov said.

   "So you were also affected when you worked during the day?" Yago put on his glasses and thought about the medical records that were once very similar.

"That's not true, my mental state is much more abundant than before! There is no problem with my body!" Shelov's words surprised Yagoda, because this is not in line with scientific common sense at all. If the other party is not the director of the General Bureau, Yagoda Swear to tell Shelov to know the fate of non-cooperation.

"That's it, General! Let's check your physical condition!" Yagota asked Serov's opinion, "Since you said that your body is not only not tired, but also feels good! Let's test your body, General. This is an indicator! Comrade Serov, don’t be nervous…”