But Kosykin had agreed to Svetlana to go abroad, so Selov had only one choice, kill her...

"The operation begins!" After thinking about it, Selov issued a combat order to the assassination team in New Delhi in secret telegram.

"Call in my hometown and eradicate the target." In a relatively high-end European residential area, a man in his thirties walked in with an expressionless face and then said this sentence seriously.

"Sniff it out and eliminate the traitor!" Several people, including two men, three women and one gentleman dressed in gentlemanship, muttered silently, "Walk with justice for the Soviets." From the outside, the few people were a relatively wealthy London family. This also conformed to the characteristics of India. India used to be a British colony, but now it has been separated from the colonization, but many British immigrants in many big cities remained. India was also peaceful to these British immigrants and there were no other large-scale revenge.

"Do you use a pinhole?" a little girl who looked not old asked with a smile. The girl was only twenty years old at most, with a beautiful face, and didn't look like an agent in the assassination industry at all.

"Please use aerosol, the kind of cardiac arrest. We will go directly to London at that time." The team leader, the man who came in earlier, said, "Now we want to ask our colleagues to interfere." This colleague refers to the KGB agents around Svetlana. These agents were arranged to protect Stalin's daughter.

"Dad will help us settle everything, and he doesn't want to see comrades in his department clashing." The little girl stuck out her tongue and said, "Then? Let's go tomorrow. This place in India is not good. I want to go back to London."

"I'll leave it to you. If you say that to the Chairman, you are not afraid to let others know." The team leader shook his head and smiled bitterly. Obviously, there is no way to deal with this little girl. I don't know when the agent who has just graduated from school has begun to call the current Chairman of the KGB and the Political Commissar of the General National Security Committee of the National Security Bureau the Dad. In fact, this Dad is less than 40 years old.

Of course, in the eyes of an agent who was ordered to lurk abroad when he was just adults, it was not incomprehensible. Svetlana lives in a wealthy area in New Delhi, which is completely European-style, like a wisp of embellishment from the city, bringing a little different scenery to New Delhi.

Svetlana's KGB security agent suddenly received a call from the Soviet embassy, ​​asking them to come to the embassy. After confirming whether one person was to be left to look at the target, the two agents left the yard. At the same time, on another street not far from here, Katarina, wearing a long skirt and carrying a handbag, turned around with a smile, and saw the KGB security personnel leaving.

"Walk with justice, smell it out and eliminate the traitors." Katarina's mouth showed a charming smile, approaching her goal step by step. Svetlana's apartment is not big, but the environment is very good. Considering Svetlana's identity and the pain of her husband's death, the Soviet Union also created a good environment for her.

Walking to the apartment, Katarina took out the keys that had been prepared and opened the door without any accident. Then she walked into the room and saw Svetlana, and Svetlana also saw her.

"Are you?" Svetlana couldn't touch her mind for a moment. After all, the girl in front of her looked so deceptive that no one would have thought of the killer.

"I am your neighbor!" Katarina made an unexpected look, numbing Svetlana's vigilance. Katarina immediately took out the aerosol wrapped in a newspaper from her handbag and walked towards his unsuspecting prey. When he walked to Svetlana, he pointed the weapon at his face and opened fire. There was no sound, no scream, and no blood, only the slight sound of Svetlana falling down.

"Do it!" Katarina looked down at Svetlana who was lying on the ground with a strange look in her eyes. Now she needed to make Svetlana look like she died naturally, then left the apartment, and threw the wiped door key into the drainage ditch on the way.

Two hours later, Selov, who had fought with Selokov, received the news and immediately left Ruby Yangka for the Kremlin. Selov, who was shouting to catch the thief, reported to the Central Presidium of the Soviet Union that the death of Stalin's daughter.

The news made the members of the Central Presidium silent. Xie Lieping frowned and asked, "Is the news true? How could Svetlana die? Isn't there any agents to defend it?"

"I don't know what's going on. This requires detailed reports from the two parties involved. I'll let them return home immediately." The person who said Serov was two agents around Svetlana. As for reporting such matters, the fake intelligence department was editing. "But Svetlana was drinking at the time. Is she sick?"

"Why are Stalin's children like this?" Khrushchev heard that he was drunk, and remembered his son who was detained in Kazan prison and said this sentence for a moment. Khrushchev's attitude towards Stalin is well known. No one else took on this topic, but instead tried to find a way to deal with the aftermath.

As Stalin's daughter, Svetlana's special identity can also be made. First, after the autopsy, it came to the conclusion of a heart attack, and then a heroic story came out. Svetlana passed away in New Delhi because of her longing for her husband Singh and excessively sadness. At the same time, she reviewed the love story between Svetlana and the Indian man. In this love story, the Soviet Union had never had any obstacles, but agreed to the wedding of the two in a friendly and matchmaking attitude.

Andropov's Central Liaison Department specially promoted India, and this proletarian, pure and noble sincere love began to be widely spread in India. India's General Secretary Nambudhiribad delivered a speech, highly evaluating the love story between Svetlana and Singh. Of course, ordinary people are more interested in the identity of Stalin's daughter.

In short, Svetlana's incident spread throughout India in a short time, including the fact that he came to India with his deceased husband's ashes and sprinkled ashes in the Ganges has become the focus of attention of many Indians, especially intellectuals. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!