In later generations, Moscow was known as the jewel in the forest. This city located in the center of the Eastern European plains is the most dazzling crown of Russia with its huge territory.

But in this era, Moscow still has not recovered from the smoke of World War II.

In the autumn of 41, in order to resist the German invasion, the Soviet Union organized more than one million women and three hundred thousand men to establish a line of defense on the periphery of Moscow.

In order to achieve the effect of stiffening the walls and clearing the fields, even a single tree was not left for the Germans in the hundreds of kilometers around Moscow.

During the six months of the defense of Moscow, the Germans had a huge advantage, but the advantage has not been converted into a result.

On the contrary, the winter of 41 years was the coldest winter in Russia in decades, and the temperature in Moscow was nearly 20 degrees lower than usual.

In the winter of this year, the minimum temperature in Moscow reached minus 40 degrees, and a large number of German soldiers without winter clothes were frozen to death.

Nearly 1.7 million people were invested in Germany and two million people in the Soviets. There was no winner, but the Soviets had the last laugh.

According to post-war statistics, German soldiers died in total 500,000, but more than two-thirds died of freezing.

They surrounded Moscow and were finally defeated by the cold weather.

After four years of recovery in Moscow after the war, there is no trace of gun smoke in the city.

But in the wild, a large number of forests have been burnt down. After the felling, the saplings now replanted are still very sparse and small.

The jewel in this forest is still the jewel in the wilderness.

Without satellite positioning, Zhou Zhen is unsure of his detailed location.

However, based on the comprehensive judgment of the stored satellite earth map and the map of this period, Zhou Zhen believes that he is now at the Luberzi marshalling station in the eastern suburbs of Moscow.

This is the marshalling station of the two railway lines in eastern Moscow. All trucks will not enter the city. They will be re-marshalled here, or transported to other regions, or transport these copper ingots to the Moscow factory.

In the night, Zhou Zhen packed his luggage and stuffed it into the space.

When the train merged with other carriages, he jumped off and soon landed at the junction of another train.

This marshalling station is not very big, there are only ten railroad tracks, there are warehouses on both sides, and there are many porters moving goods.

Zhou Zhen observed for a while. A switcher was checking the wheels of the train. Zhou Zhen grabbed the carriage with one hand and hung it on the other side, avoiding him.

It was getting late, and Zhou Zhen couldn't tell the south, east, and north sides. He carefully observed the surroundings.

Then he took advantage of another train to enter the station, separated him from the sight of the porters, and jumped out from the wall of a residential house.

Zhou Zhen fell outside the wall, adjusted to the darkness here, then spotted a big road and walked out.

His cotton coat and winter hat have not been lost, and his outfit is similar to most Soviets.

Although this dress looks a bit outdated in Moscow, like a lower class, it will not attract attention.

Not far away, Zhou Zhen was still planning where to get a car, and then went to the address given by Elt, and then discovered that the main road here even had a checkpoint.

Not only pedestrians will be checked, but even cars will be intercepted.

Zhou Zhen frowned and began to search for historical information.

Zhou Zhen found it difficult to do this search.

Before the summer of 46, Moscow was still under military control. Everyone needed a letter of introduction as long as they were far away from home.

Even if you take the bus, you will always meet someone to check the letter of introduction.

Therefore, during this period, Moscow has almost no soil for the survival of spies, and countries such as the United States have to rely on informers on the surface to collect information.

Zhou Zhen wanted to enter the city from here, but didn't want to attract attention, so she could only avoid the switch card and rely on two legs to walk through the streets.

An hour later, in a library that had just closed, Zhou Zhen walked out of the shadows.

It was 9:30 in the evening, and the library had just closed. With the help of the street lights outside the building, Zhou Zhen quickly came to the map area.

Several regional maps and overall maps of Moscow were accurately scanned into the biological computer by Zhou Zhen.

There are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, but these have little effect on Zhou Zhen.

Sitting on a seat by the window, Zhou Zhen was eating dinner while familiarizing himself with the roads of Moscow in his mind.

According to the train time Louise and the others took, they should have arrived in the city this afternoon.

Between the attraction of Ruanxiang Wenyu and the lonely sleeplessness, Zhou Zhen only hesitated for a while, and decided to look for them.

But before going to find them, I have to prepare something.

There is one last batch of the information I promised, and it's time to write it out.

After eating and drinking, Zhou Zhen took out a pen from the space, then took a book and wrote on it.

After half an hour, he carefully cleaned up the traces of his stay, observed the outside environment, and then opened the window and jumped down.

On the street, Zhou Zhen moved quickly in the shadows like a ghost. Every time he moved, he would observe the surrounding environment clearly to ensure that it would not attract anyone's attention.

As for the few pedestrians on the street, there is no need to avoid them.

At about eleven o'clock, after avoiding the rigorous interrogation near the Red Square, he came to an international hotel not far from the Red Square.

The foreign-related hotels around the Red Square are now the only area in Moscow that is open to foreigners. Only here, foreigners will not be investigated.

If you want to go to other areas, you must have a permit issued by the government.

This hotel is not considered luxurious, it is a place for ordinary foreigners to enter and exit. Two L-shaped five-story buildings have turned this into a semi-enclosed area.

Zhou Zhen suspected that this place was a place for foreign spies to exchange intelligence. If this were the case, it would definitely be closely monitored by the Soviet government.

After observing outside for a long time, I don't know which room Louise and the others live in, and I can't ask them.

In the end, he could only use a clumsy method to climb to the top of the building and observe the situation in the opposite room.

As a result, he did not find Louise and the others, but instead saw Elt.

When he and two middle-aged men came out of the cafe, Zhou Zhen found out.

Zhou Zhen's gaze kept chasing him, three people became two, and he finally came to a doorway on the fourth floor of the building on the northeast side.

Zhou Zhen waited for more than ten minutes, but his companion still did not leave. Zhou Zhen was too lazy to get cold outside, took a run-up, flew seven or eight meters, and landed on the roof of the opposite building.

There was no one in the room upstairs, Zhou Zhen jumped from the top of the building, borrowed some strength from the window sill on the fifth floor, and landed on the window sill on the fourth floor.

Then he knocked on the window. "Elte. Good evening."

The two people in the room stood up vigilantly, the middle-aged man turned off the light in the room, and Alter hurried to the window. "Kevens, you arrived in Moscow so soon."

The window opened, Zhou Zhen stepped into the room, and Alter pulled the curtains all at once.

It's still 46 years now, and electronic tubes have not yet begun to be used, and there are no electronic bugs.

So no matter whether it is espionage or counter-espionage, there is nothing to tell.

As long as you pay a little attention, you will basically not leak the secrets.

Zhou Zhen stood in the room. Although he had been tossing outside for a long time, Zhou Zhen still dressed fresh and refreshed.

After taking off the cotton coat, the leather jacket inside made him look like a dandy.

When Zhou Zhen came in from the window sill, both of them were particularly surprised. Alter carefully wiped the window sill with a towel before shouting, "Terry, turn on the light."

Terry Bielt is not like a special professional, he is not tall, fat, like a butcher.

Seeing Zhou Zhen who had taken off his cotton coat, he smiled and stretched out his hand. "Hello, Kevins, I've been admired for a long time."

Elt introduced: "Terry Turner, a financial officer."

Zhou Zhen shook hands with him and smiled: "I like this profession, and the money passed through in my hands will give people a sense of satisfaction."

Terry said with a smile: "If the money does not belong to him, it will be suffering."

All three of them laughed, and Alter asked them to sit down. Terry was still sitting under the light cord at the door while observing the situation in the corridor.

Elt belongs to the series. He sits on the bed, in the middle of the two people.

And Zhou Zhen sat in the corner of the room with the curtained window beside him.

Zhou Zhen felt that there was no one in one room, and there were three people in the other room. It should be Louise and the others.

Although the three people sat far apart, they didn't speak loudly.

"I didn't expect that if you came so fast, the freight train should be a bit slower than the passenger train."

"Hurry?" Zhou Zhen said deliberately and slightly proudly: "I also went to Chelyabinsk on the way. This did not delay me too much time."

"You went to Chelyabinsk?" Alter said in surprise, "Then you can't arrive in Moscow today."

Zhou Zhen smiled and said: "Igumnov, the head of fission research at the Nuclear Research Institute, I can provide this name for free."

Elt didn't respond, and looked at Terry.

The smile on Terry's face was a little stiff, and he nodded to Aier and said: "I'm sure he has been to Chelyabinsk. Igumnov is one of our focus now."

Zhou Zhen showed a gentle smile. "Now that Mr. Turner knows more, our conversation can go on well."

Alter asked in surprise: "How did you do it?"

Zhou Zhen smiled and said: "Just like I can easily come in from the windowsill on the fourth floor, I have a little bit of life-saving ability."

Terry was silent for a while and asked, "How much information did you get?"

"Staff arrangements, task arrangements, task schedules, material transfers, etc., I have obtained a lot of information, but it depends on how much you are willing to pay."

Terry was silent for a while and said: "Today is too late, I will come back tomorrow, then we will have more time to talk in detail."

"Of course, I have enough time."

Zhou Zhen believes that by tomorrow, the people who come to talk to him will be more professional.