Marina Ivanovna Nikolayeva, an Italian-Russian, is the deceased wife of General Nikolayev, and Natasha's mother.

On August 8, 2008, the Russo-German War broke out. On the same day, Marina, who was engaged in intelligence collection in Georgia, was found dead in the hotel where she was staying. Through the personal belongings in her suitcase, she finally confirmed her identity as a Russian intelligence officer.

Because the war ended less than a week, the news was not made public. After the ceasefire agreement was signed, the Georgian government returned Marina's body to Russia along with the bodies of other Russian soldiers.

In the end, Marina was buried in the Preobrazhinsky Cemetery in the suburbs of Moscow with other Russian soldiers killed in Georgia. Nikolayev attended his mother's funeral with Natasha, who was only 15 years old. Since then, the relationship between the father and daughter has deteriorated greatly.

As for the cause of Marina's death, it is said that she was shot in the head by a pistol, but there is no more information to provide evidence for what was shot.

It has been a whole day since Natasha left. When Aysha reported the information she had investigated to Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen frowned slightly.

"I hated my father because of my mother's death? I always feel that something doesn't make sense here."

"Maybe it was because of Marina's death." Aisha analyzed.

"You mean... Marina was killed by his husband Nikolayev? One was the commander of the 58th Army and the other was an agent of the Russian Security Agency. The two work areas were completely different from the same level. Does Nikolayev have a reason to do this?" Jiang Chen leaned on the chair, rubbed his sore brows and said with a headache. "What's strange about that bearded general thinking that he would find a spy as his wife, and he was a field agent."

Aisha walked behind Jiang Chen, put her hands on his shoulders, gently massaged his shoulders, trying to relieve his fatigue.

"Maybe, it was not his intention to marry Marina."

Jiang Chen's eyes lit up, but immediately became darker and shook his head, "This makes no sense. Nikolayev has not married yet, and with his status, there should be no lack of suitors. Unless he likes men, there is no reason..."

There are too few clues that he can confirm now. The only thing he can do is that Natasha has been tracing the cause of her mother's death over the past few years, and this sudden disappearance is probably related to this. As for whether Marina's death is related to his husband Nikolayev, what role Nikolayev plays in her death, these are not known for the time being.

Enjoying the massage of the two small hands on his shoulders, Jiang Chen closed his eyes slightly and gently tapped the beat on the armrest of the sofa.

"Will the clue be in Georgia?" Aisha suddenly spoke, "If we send someone to the hotel where the incident happened..."

"It's useless, it's been eleven years," Jiang Chen shook his head. "It's better to go to the local police station than to go to that hotel. However, I estimate that after the signing of the ceasefire agreement, all the evidence and Marina's personal belongings should be extradited to the Russian Federation Security Bureau along with her body. It's better to go to Moscow if you travel to Georgia."

"That……"

"I know what you want to say, but I forbid you from doing that. Our relationship with Russia is now on a honeymoon period, and any move that may cause misunderstandings is rather unwise."

Jiang Chen hesitated for a while and finally did not make any statement. Not to mention whether the Russian Federal Security Agency would go deep into Ukraine to find people because an agent who left his post without permission, no one could protect the Masonic eyewitness in any link within Russia. Leaking the news may increase her danger on the other end of the border.

As for how long it can be hidden, it can only be hidden for one day.

Originally, he planned to return to the Xinguo side after the military base was completed, but now it was so good that Natasha suddenly disappeared and directly disrupted his plan. Before confirming her safety, he could not leave her alone and go back alone.

"How many people are we in Ukraine? I mean ghosts." Jiang Chen suddenly looked at Aisha and asked.

"There are only two people. Gnevre is mainly responsible for the intelligence in Ukraine. Now our European intelligence work is focused on Western Europe... Do I need me to contact her to send more personnel?" Aisha said.

"No, she also needs people." Jiang Chen stood up from the sofa and transferred people from the headquarters."

"Transfer people directly from the headquarters? But is it too late?" Aisha asked in confusion.

"It is definitely too late to enter normally, but we can go directly to the synchronous track."

...

In the villages in the northwest of Donetsk, there is a broken house and tiles everywhere, and there is no trace of the aura of a living. As early as the beginning of the war, the residents here moved to towns in the north to take refuge. Ukrainian government forces and civilian armed forces have been stationed here. Judging from the fragmented walls, there are many shells here.

Wearing a brown windbreaker, her long golden hair tied into a ponytail, Natasha, dressed as an independent journalist, carried a travel bag while quickly walking through the gravel rubble, while not forgetting to carefully guard the shadows in the corner.

After turning a few bends in the ruins of the town, she soon arrived at the place where she made an appointment.

The one who met her was still Skanov, the Ukrainian military uniform, was actually an officer serving Moscow.

When he saw Natasha, Skanov grinned and stepped forward to meet him.

"Where is the stuff?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a packet of files was thrown over.

After receiving the files that Natasha had dropped, Skanov took apart the cover of the file package, took out the files from it, glanced at the text on it, and a hint of surprise appeared slightly, but it quickly returned to normal.

"Is this the last document?" After sweeping the document roughly, Skanov stuffed the document into his arms and looked at Natasha and said.

"Yes, the organization recommends that you retreat to the rear in the near future. It is better to be injured or something than to die on the battlefield."

"I will do this even if the organization doesn't recommend it like this." Skanov smiled, "Have you heard about what happened the night before? Five hours ago, two airborne brigades were deployed in the northern suburbs of Donetsk, and the entire Ukrainian radar did not respond. It was the ESA that first discovered those little guys and reported them as meteor showers. Tsk tsk, it was my idea to pull the Star Ring traders into this muddy water. I don't know if they will award me a St. George's Order after I return to China... By the way, where is my cigar?"

Usually when Natasha came to meet him, she would bring a box of cigars for her father to his old friend.

"I left in a hurry and didn't go to his place," Natasha said after a pause, "I asked you to investigate what I have any clues?"

"I almost forgot if you don't say it," Skanov made a sudden expression, patted his head, and looked at Natasha with a smile. "There are two bad news, which one do you want to listen to first?" (To be continued.)
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