Text Chapter 31: Heresy Inquisition (Part 1)

(Second update, third update will be posted later)

A red-headed document issued in early September 1991 made all officials of the Soviet government vaguely smell a hint of danger of impending turmoil, whether they were high-ranking dignitaries or unknown grassroots personnel. This document talks about the necessity of strengthening the advancement and purity of the party members. Those old foxes with rich political experience knew at a glance that there might be a fierce turmoil behind this document.

Considering that Yanaev had easily dealt with his political enemies before, and then uprooted the supporters of those people without mercy, a chilling idea came to many people's minds, a political purge.

Yanaev was like a guardian of the Soviet Union, picking out the speculators and corrupt personnel who were parasitic on the Red Empire one by one, and then throwing them into the court to wait for a just verdict. If possible, he really wanted to have an Inquisition-style heresy verdict and send these people to the stake in the Flower Square.

Pavlov, the secretary of the Smolensk Municipal Party Committee, was one of the first senior officials to see that something was wrong, so after Yanayev issued this red-headed document, he had been planning to flee to the West. Even in the second half of the Brezhnev era, due to the economic difficulties caused by low production efficiency, the top leaders of Smolensk did not generously distribute materials to the people, but hoarded them and made a lot of money. Therefore, the secretary of the municipal party committee was jokingly called "the termite of the hero city" by word of mouth among the citizens.

Secretary Pavlov controlled the distribution of materials and local privileges in Smolensk. Along with Gorbachev's democratization movement, he subtly transferred the people's dissatisfaction with the bureaucracy to the system, vigorously promoted the importance of democracy and freedom, and made preparations to whitewash his plunder of the country's property.

"I'm afraid there will be a big turmoil." Pavlov sighed as he headed to the airport. His secretary carried the luggage into the trunk and prepared to take the secretary of the Smolensk Municipal Party Committee to the airport.

He had already secretly transferred the stolen money abroad, and then applied for political asylum in Western Europe under the pretext of going abroad for inspection. During the Gorbachev period, the Soviet people's policy of going abroad was relaxed, so Pavlov had the opportunity to escape.

"I must escape from a damn country without human rights." Pavlov thought secretly in his heart. When he cursed the Soviet Union as a dictatorship that suppressed human rights, he forgot that he was a government official elected by the people.

"Secretary Pavlov, we can go now. Everything is ready." The young secretary pushed his glasses and said to Pavlov. As the secretary and secretary of Pavlov's daily work, Ihalmiki, this young man from Odessa became Pavlov's confidant in just half a year, giving him advice and strategies to destroy his political enemies. He also became a grasshopper on the same rope with Pavlov, and they all rose and fell together.

Pavlov turned around and took one last look at the villa that had accompanied him for five years, then reluctantly opened the car door and let the driver drive him to the airport. Before leaving, he suddenly had a strange thought: would he never have the chance to come back here in this life and would have to spend his life in a foreign country?

Pavlov, feeling a bit depressed, stopped thinking about these troubles and prepared to divert his attention. He called out to Ihalmiki, "Ihalmiki, what are your plans for the future? Where are you going to settle down?"

"Me?" Ihalmiki thought for a moment after hearing the secretary's question and said, "I will probably buy a white house by the Seine River in Paris, drink coffee and read books on the balcony when I have free time. Then I will come back when this country truly realizes democracy and freedom."

"Haha, very interesting idea." Pavlov said, "I am different from you. I hope to use the money I save to start a listed company in the United States and continue to create wealth. After all, when I was a child, I yearned for the life of rich people in Europe and the United States." Speaking of his ideal, Pavlov's eyes revealed a greedy look of desire for wealth.

"Comrade Ihalmiki, I'm a little sleepy now. Let's take a rest before we get to the airport. You can wake me up then." Ihalmiki, who had not slept well these two days because of the red-headed documents, yawned, leaned his head on the back of the chair, and slowly closed his heavy eyelids.

"Okay, I promise you will have a big surprise when you wake up." Looking at Pavlov who was gradually falling asleep, Ihalmiki smiled and said, his eyes were as cunning as a fox looking at its prey.

"Hmm..." In a daze, Pavlov didn't know what Ihalmiki was talking about. He just hoped to end this Soviet nightmare as soon as possible, and it would be best if he could stand on the democratic and free land of the United States after waking up and enjoy the warm sunshine of California.

After an unknown amount of time, Pavlov's shoulders were shaken a few times. He struggled to wake up from his dream of Miami Beach and sunshine, opened his eyes and asked dazedly, "Ihalmiki, have we arrived at the airport?"

"Pavlov, we are not at the airport." Secretary Ihalmiki's voice was a little cold, especially when he heard him calling his name directly. Pavlov, who realized that something was wrong, opened his eyes quickly and tried to struggle to get up, but saw a scene he least wanted to see.

Ihalmiki pointed a pistol at Pavlov in the passenger seat. Pavlov turned his head and saw KGB agents standing outside the car window. Without exception, they all looked at him with the same cold expression as Ihalmiki. Looking at the poor Smolensk Party Secretary. Pavlov, who finally understood what was going on, clenched his fists.

"You betrayed me? Ihalmiki." Pavlov bit his lip tightly to control his emotions.

"Betrayal? You are thinking too much, Comrade Pavlov. In fact, I never thought about being loyal to you from the beginning." Ihalmiki looked at Pavlov like he was gazing at a pitiful and helpless bird. The lamb of help, "In fact, I have been a KGB agent sent by the central government to collect evidence of your crime, oh oh, Don’t be surprised. You are not the only one who has been taken care of by General Secretary Yanayev. There are also leaders of party and government agencies in many important cities who have been personally taken care of by the General Secretary. Haven’t you asked about many municipal-level and prefecture-level officials recently? Have some people changed around the senior leaders? So you don’t have to be frustrated.”

"How is that possible?" Pavlov's eyes widened. "Yanaev only took up the position of supreme leader this month, but you came to me eight months ago."

"Can I tell you that this plan actually started a year ago?" Ihalmiki looked at the panicked Pavlov interestingly. "Of course, the General Secretary also considered the need to maintain the positive image of the Soviet Union. , so you corrupt people, if the amount is small, the circumstances are not serious, and you are willing to expose others, you can be extra merciful, but you will be exempted from your duties. Of course, if you are unwilling to speak, you have no choice but to see the gun in my hand. ”

Ihalmiki raised his cold gun, "We will fake your suicide scene. The choice is yours to die or live."

"Okay, I do." The coerced Pavlov gritted his teeth. He took out a notebook and told all about the profit network he had created, including who had embezzled money and where it was stored. The size is explained one by one. When it was almost time, he breathed a sigh of relief and handed the notebook to Ihalmiki.

"Hopefully, I can be forgiven," Pavlov said.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Pavlov. Oh, I forgot to add the original sentence before." Ihalmiki patted his head, "The General Secretary also said that there is a kind of people who cannot be pardoned, and that is those who yearn for freedom. , using despicable democratic slogans to legalize his corrupt behavior of consolidating national property, he said that if he is caught in bed, he will be suffocated with a pillow, and if he is caught in the toilet, he will be drowned in the toilet. "

Ihalmiki looked at Pavlov who was sweating and speechless, and opened the safety on the pistol, "By the way, my name is not Ihalmiki, my real name is Vladislav ·Surkov, personal adviser to General Secretary Yanayev.”

Then he pulled the trigger, and bright spurts of blood stained the car window, leaving a trail of rest symbols that symbolized the final end of Pavlov's life of sin.