Chapter 496

Chapter 496

Chapter 496
Bleeding from the carotid artery causes death very quickly and does not have the effect of punishing the person.

This guy is always taking shortcuts. In the end, he is going to die, so he has to give himself a quick death.

But considering that he knew to cover the wound to prevent the blood from spurting out and also knew to return the knife, Yuri decided to forgive him.

Yuri was not in a hurry to leave. Although staying might cause some trouble, Yuri hated reworking the work even more.

He knew there was no hope by the amount of blood, but Yuri still waited thirty seconds before he started the car and left.

Yuri took a finger and opened the phone again, but he thought about it and decided to do his own thing.

Having a family means having soft spots, and having a wife and children means being vulnerable.

Yuri always believed that as an agent, one should not form a family. Look at what happens to people with weaknesses. They have to come out and die obediently after just one phone call. Why bother?

But the two people with weak points are already dead, so the next ones will be more troublesome.

People who have no ties are the most difficult to deal with. If the end result is death, then why not try to resist? Even if you have to die in the end, you should always try.

Yuri had a list in his mind and a map in his head.

Just come one by one in order. After tonight, when they all get the news, it will be difficult to find them later.

It's not revenge, it's just to put an end to the unfinished business of the past.

Otherwise, I will have to think about them from time to time in the future and disturb my mentality.

Many years have passed and some people have died for various reasons, but no matter whether they died of old age or in an accident, those who are still alive have to pay the price they should have paid back then.

Some people left Moscow, and some stayed in Moscow.

The next person is not too far away. Since they stay in Moscow, they basically will not give up the preferential treatment given by Russia.

Retired old agents have special apartments to accommodate them. They are very secure, but they are defenseless for Yuri.

Yuri drove the car to a residential area not far from the forest. This was a dormitory area built for the KGB during the Soviet era. It is still in use, and there is an apartment building inside that is specifically for accommodating retirees.

This is an apartment between a dormitory and a nursing home, inhabited by retired agents who are able to take care of themselves, but there are still caregivers, doctors, and guards.

Many agents are single and will be alone when they get old. They are not very good at taking care of themselves. Of course, some are unwilling to do it themselves. If no one is responsible for their daily life, many people's later years will become miserable.

There are elderly agents who are secretly placed, there are agents who are not too old and can still contribute to their jobs, and of course there are agents who have lost their ability to move and have to live in nursing homes.

The person Yuri was looking for had already retired, but was not yet at the point where he needed someone to take care of him. He chose to live here simply because it was safer.

A person who doesn't want to die has no worries and no weaknesses, so it's unlikely that he will come out on his own just by making a phone call.

Yuri stopped the car, opened the window and lit a cigarette.

It's not easy to enter a heavily guarded place and kill someone in the middle of the night.

Yuri slowly blew out a smoke ring, threw the cigarette butt out of the car window, opened the door, got out of the car, crushed the cigarette butt with his foot, and then walked towards the sentry guarding the dormitory area.

The guards had already noticed this strange baby-faced guy, but seeing Yuri walking straight towards the guard post, the guards on duty did not stop Yuri from approaching.

Yuri walked to the window of the sentry box. There were people on duty here, and there was more than one person. He took out an ID from his jacket pocket, put it in the window, and said casually: "I want to go in and visit an old friend."

The officer on duty inside stood up, saluted Yuri, and then took Yuri's ID.

I scanned the ID on a machine and the photo that came out was consistent with the one on the ID.

There is nothing surprising about the late night visit; anything can happen in such a secret unit.

"Who are you visiting?"

Yuri smiled and said, "Keep it a secret."

The officer on duty hesitated for a moment, then he placed his ID at the window, saluted again, and said, "Come in."

After pressing a button, the small door for pedestrians opened. Yuri put away his ID, saluted the sentry who was saluting with a rifle, and stepped into the heavily guarded dormitory area.

The certificate is real, not forged and does not contain anyone's information. It's just the first time Yuri used it.

As for why Yuri has this certificate, it is hard to say.

Some things cannot be delved into too deeply. If you do, many people will die.

Yuri walked quickly in the dormitory area. He didn't take any detours and went straight to the apartment building he wanted to go to.

There is also a sentry post below the apartment building, but there is only one person here.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Please help me open the elevator. I want to visit on the seventh floor..."

Yuri still spoke calmly, but his voice suddenly became smaller, and when the sentry standing guard in the apartment building listened attentively, he suddenly attacked, hitting the sentry in the neck quickly and swiftly.

Anyone who can enter this apartment normally is basically safe. The sentry was careless. After all, nothing had happened here in the past ten years, so he was completely unprepared.

Yuri took the name tag from the guard on duty, held it in his hand, and then walked towards the only elevator.

I entered the elevator, swiped my card, and pressed the button for the eighth floor.

The elevator door closed and the elevator started to move upward.

Yuri still had no expression on his face, but his baby face made him look as if he was in a very happy mood.

In fact, Yuri was neither excited nor nervous. He was still very calm, because there were not many things in this world that could cause him psychological fluctuations.

The elevator stopped and Yuri got out. Without stopping at all, he turned directly after getting out of the elevator.

Yuri stopped in front of an ordinary-looking door and looked at the house number. Then he looked at the electronic fingerprint lock on the door and fell into deep thought.

Fingerprint lock, password is also OK.

Yuri took two steps back and stood behind the wall, deep in thought. After a moment, he stood in front of the door again, reached out his hand and touched the fingerprint lock, then began to enter the password.

There was a hissing sound of the electronic lock opening. Yuri grabbed the door handle, pressed it down, pushed the door open and walked in, but he immediately stepped back the moment he entered, still holding the door handle to prevent the door from hitting his door again.

A trembling sound was heard, and it sounded eight times in total. It was the sound of a dart piercing a solid wooden door.

Yuri pushed the door again, he let go of the door handle, and rolled over twice on the ground the moment he entered. Then, just when he should have stood up, he rolled back again.

With two light "pa pa" sounds, two small wooden arrows about ten centimeters long hit the place where Yuri should appear, but because Yuri rolled backwards, the arrows brushed against Yuri and pierced into the carpet.

The popping sound is the sound of compressed air, not a gunshot.

Yuri stood up expressionlessly, then he turned around again and pressed the light switch with one hand.

The living room was brightly lit.

Yuri leaned against the wall of the short corridor and whispered, "Is that all?"

No one spoke.

Yuri pulled out a pistol from his arms, but he threw it directly onto the thick carpet and said, "Use a knife."

The pistol Yuri threw out was a Makarov PM pistol, then he took out his folding knife, swung it open with a snap, and said, "Here I come."

Yuri dodged suddenly and said he would use a knife, but at the moment he dodged, he pulled out another pistol from his waist, the PB silent pistol.

Yuri didn't go out, he just stretched out his gun from the corner of the wall and fired, but he felt a pain in his left forearm when he shot.

Yuri finished firing, but he didn't know if he hit the target.

Rapid shooting, using up all the bullets quickly without seeing the target. No one used a silenced pistol like this, but Yuri did it.

Before the last bullet was fired, Yuri dodged and left the protection of the wall.

Yuri threw the empty pistol on the ground and rushed towards the bedroom with a folding knife in his right hand.

Standing at the door was an old man in pajamas, who didn't look too old. He was holding the same PB silent pistol, but Yuri's gun didn't have a silencer, while the old man's gun had an additional silencer, which made the silencer effect better.

As Yuri rushed forward, the old man was retreating, and when he noticed Yuri rushing towards him, he suddenly raised his other pistol.

Before firing his second pistol, Yuri crossed the most dangerous distance and rushed to the old man's gun.

The old man's hand holding the gun was shaking.

The pistol fired, but the bullet hit the ceiling. At the last moment, Yuri raised the muzzle of the gun in the old man's hand, and then the knife in his right hand stabbed directly into the old man's neck.

Quickly in and out, when the folding knife was pulled out from the old man's neck, Yuri held down the old man's hand with his injured left arm, not giving the old man a chance to drop his arm, and raised the folding knife to quickly make a second cut.

Blood spurted out, the old man staggered twice, staggered backward and fell.

Yuri followed the old man's footsteps, and his left shoulder hit the old man's chest, knocking the old man back onto the bed, and then he stabbed him a third time with the knife in his hand.

The old man fell on the bed, still holding the gun in his hands, but he no longer had the strength to pull the trigger.

Yuri stood beside the bed and said to the old man, "You are old and too slow."

Yuri spoke calmly. The old man didn't say anything. His trachea and arteries were cut off, so he could no longer speak. But his eyes were equally calm, and there was a kind of relief after being liberated.

Yuri said calmly: "You should use bombs, not poison darts fired by compressed air."

The old man’s eyes quickly lost their luster, his head tilted, and he died on his bed.

Yuri looked at his left arm, without any emotion, nor anger or happiness. He just took the pistol with only one bullet fired from the old man's hand, put away the folding knife, put the gun behind his waist, then turned around and left silently, not forgetting to close the door when he went out.

(End of this chapter)