Chapter 1017 (1/2)

”Two bad news?” Natasha frowned slightly, and looked straight at scarov. Suddenly, a curve appeared in the corner of her lips. ”Does it make any difference to listen first?”

Scarov laughed and let out his breath.

”Your idea of investigation is correct. Your mother's death is really related to your father. The special forces under the 58th group army started, and the orders were issued by the Russian Security Bureau.”

Natasha took a deep breath of the cold air, her fingers trembling slightly, trying to control the sadness that was about to overflow from her chest, and her strength made her voice less weak.

”The other bad news is?”

”The other bad news has something to do with the cause of your mother's death. Are you sure you want to listen? ” Scarov said with a smile, ”the old Nikolayev guy certainly doesn't want you to know.”

”Go ahead.” Natasha said faintly.

”Your mother is actually a double-sided spy. She joined the Freemasonry when she was 12 years old. In 2008, she helped us deliver information in Georgia, but she showed her weakness. And I am her master. ” Looking back at Natasha, who had stepped back half a step, skanoff continued, ”I advise you to take your hand out of your pocket. There are at least two sniper guns pointing at you.”

The smile on Natasha's face cooled.

From the very beginning, she realized that something was wrong with the situation, but she did not expect that it was her father's old friend, major scarov, who betrayed her and Russia.

”The joke is not funny at all.” Observing the surrounding environment with her light, Natasha concluded that the location of the sniper should be 400 meters away from the bell tower and 500 meters away from the factory roof.

Instead of sticking her hand out of her pocket, she released the pistol and held the smoke bomb.

Scarov shrugged.

”It's no joke You don't have to delay. Even the alpha team can't save you, and they won't take the risk to save you. Not far from here, there is the 43rd motorized brigade of Ukraine. ”

With that, skanoff clapped his hands.

Like ghostly ghosts, twelve figures sprang out of the shadows along the street. They were covered in painted black combat uniforms, armed from toes to teeth, but moving without a sound. There is no doubt that they are the best of the elite.

When she saw these special forces, a glimmer of despair flashed into Natasha's eyes. If it's just a sniper, she can still mention the courage to gamble. But in the face of 12 fully armed special forces, she asked herself that there was no possibility that 007 was attached to her body.

”Shameless traitor.” A few words squeezed out of her teeth, Natasha stares at scarov.

If the eyes could kill, he would have been killed countless times by now.

However, for Natasha's accusations, skanoff seems to disagree.

”Traitor?” Shrugging, skanov raised his hand around his neck and rubbed it hard.

When she saw this movement, Natasha's pupils contracted violently. She noticed that as he rubbed, his neck began to show obvious color difference, and then, as if he had grasped something, his hand jerked and tore off the silicone headgear.

The ”skanov” with the headgear removed has completely turned into another strange face.

Or, that's what he is.

”I'd like to introduce myself again, Petrov.” No longer in disguise, he even changed his voice.

Natasha's stiff expression softened into a bitter smile.

She is no stranger to the Russian federal security service. But what she didn't expect was that one day she would fall on this thing. Obviously, the identity of the real scarov informant has been revealed. It can even be said that eight out of ten have been killed.

”When did it start?” Natasha asked bitterly.

”At the beginning of this year, I remember when I proposed to you to bring in the star ring trade. Don't you forget that?”

Natasha looked at Petrov puzzled. She didn't understand why he did it, or why the Freemasonry did it. Knowing the combat effectiveness of the star ring trade and thinking of pulling them into the Ukrainian civil war, do they think that they are not dying fast enough?

”You should have gone to see Stalin when you got this,” Petrov grinned and clapped the document in her hand when Natasha didn't speak. ”But you're lucky, the people above think you're worth it. If you are honest, you may live a little longer. ”