Everyone present could see that Lille respected the Russian spy very much, and this respect was not because the other party was about to provide him with extremely important information, at least not completely, but because of a true respect, respect for the other party itself.

"Mr. Cheryshev." Lille seemed not in a hurry. He took the information that Miller had just handed him to himself and said, "I just read the information about you. I'm very surprised. In 1993, we all knew what the Soviet Union or Russia were like. How could you continue to send lurking personnel to the United States? I mean, aren't you worried about your future?"

Cheryshev picked up the coffee and took a sip, chuckled afterwards, saying, "Worry. In fact, I'm very worried. I once thought that maybe I had completely lost contact as soon as I arrived in the United States, and only one of me was left alone. I also thought that I was sold here and fell directly into the hands of the Joint Commission. I was really worried, even scared at that time. The market had nightmares and was awakened by nightmares. The content of those nightmares was almost the same, just the scenes I just mentioned."

"But you persisted. And you kept working, or fighting," Lill said.

Hearing Lille say this, Cheryshev's eyes changed significantly, and he said, "Thank you for saying this. Fight... This time is a kind of praise for me." He sighed and said, "I think it's been a long time since people become numb. In addition, although the form is chaotic, there are still some people like me who are still persevering. They have had a great influence on me, otherwise I think it will be difficult for me to stick to it until now, maybe I've already run away and become another person."

Lille laughed at him and said, "It's not surprising, in fact, this happened, and it's as simple as it's more than once or twice."

Cheryshev also smiled and said nothing. This is the common point of these people. Even if he chose to surrender, he would not say many things if you were unstable. Only when you asked him would he cooperate. So when Lill saw Cheryshev not speaking, he continued to ask: "Can you know who was sent you at that time?"

"Yes." Cheryshev said: "But he is dead. It was originally from the kgb game. The information you have in your hand should be in. I remember I said that. In fact, the group of people I first met, or contacted and cooperated with, were gone, some died, some disappeared. I don't know if they were caught by you or ran away by themselves." As he said that, he smiled and said: "I hope they can spend the rest of their lives smoothly."

Lill sighed slightly and said, "If you believe me, you can tell us their information and we will give you the answer."

Cheryshev looked at Lille and shook his head slightly, "No need. People like us didn't plan to have the rest of their lives." After that, he sighed and said, "Let's start. Do you want to know about... about the spy I mentioned in Helmet Security Company, right?"

When everyone heard Cheryshev mention it on his own initiative, everyone cheered up and looked at him. He shrugged and said, "But I actually don't have specific information, only a little bit of information I hear occasionally."

Heathman on the side seemed a little disappointed, including Jeff and Eric. But Lille did not say anything, but continued: "Under what circumstances did he hear?"

"In the Russian Consulate, I have been going to Russia every once in a while for so many years, so-called business trips. But in fact, I report on my work."

"Reporting to work?" Lille said in confusion: "Does it still need to report face to face now?"

Cheryshev smiled and said, "In fact, it's not just a simple report. The disintegration of the Soviet Union was not only the superpower, but also a group of people like me, to be precise, my predecessors. During that time, the intelligence network was severely damaged, either arrested or killed. At that time, the bureau gradually stabilized, and I had to continue to do what I should do. I was the few intelligence officers left here and the intelligence officer who had been operating. So after that, the Intelligence Agency had always asked me to provide advice to them in addition to reporting on work and determine the direction of their work. So I would go back to Russia, and I did have some business in Russia."

Lill nodded and said, "So what was the situation at that time?"

Cheryshev was obviously waiting for Lill to ask this question, but he said without thinking: "The place where I report my work is in a hotel I stayed in Moscow. The specific time was four months ago. Because they came for lunch, the two people I met asked me to have lunch together in the hotel restaurant. When I arrived, they were obviously discussing some issues. And the sentence I heard was that Helmet's action was about to begin, and Sequoia was very successful."

"Sequoia?" Lille asked, "Is this a code name?"

"Yes." Cheryshev said: "I think this is a code name. Otherwise, this sentence would be too nonsensical."

"Then this Helmet's action is about to begin...how do you understand?" Lill frowned and said, "Is it a certain Helmet's action or an action against Helmet?"

"I think it's the latter." Cheryshev said with certainty, and before Lill asked why, he continued: "Because I heard exactly this sentence, but I must be ahead. I mean I only heard one paragraph. Combined with their expressions and tone at that time, I must be their actions against Helmet. Another reason for me to judge this is that I know that Helmet has broken the Foreign Intelligence Agency several times and the good things of Gruu. And with the collection of intelligence, we can know that Helmet has appeared in more and more places and aspects. For Russia, Helmet has become a big threat, and to some extent it is already comparable to the Intelligence Agency."

Heathman looked proud and proud when he heard this, but Lille looked very worried and worried. "So how do you know this Sequoia is the top executive lurking in Helmet?"

Cheryshev smiled and said, "It's very simple. I know Helmet too. I think you know the way."

"Through Waynes?" Lille asked immediately.

"That's right." Cheryshev said: "I know very well through him the organizational structure of Helmet, the division of labor and authority of the personnel. I even have the information of Helmet cadres. For example, a man named Lennon and nicknamed John, such as you three. So I am sure that I can steal enough intelligence that allows the Foreign Intelligence Agency to launch an active attack on Helmet. This person cannot be an ordinary employee, right? If he is an ordinary employee, do you believe it?"
Chapter completed!