Reborn Russia As An Oligarch

Sergey stared at the holstered pistol with wide eyes for a few seconds, and his mind went blank.

It took him a while before he realized what was happening. He trembled all over and took a step back.

Holding the tray with one hand, his right hand was already on the holster on his waist. He looked at Wang Ye warily and asked incoherently: "You... what do you do! Where did this gun... come from!"

In the room, except Wang Ye and Nalan Yaqi who were calm, everyone else was panicking.

Sergey's mind was full of random thoughts and he had no clue. He was completely unable to judge the origin of the young man in front of him.

As for Milly and the others, although they didn’t understand what Sergey was talking about, they were not blind. When they saw the dark pistol, they knew what it was!

Several little girls were leaning against each other, truly trembling.

They didn't know what was going on. How could the "senior" they just met carry a real guy with them!

It is estimated that this matter will become a big deal, and some of me will be implicated...

Wang Ye smiled slightly and replied calmly: "Don't be nervous. I have a gun license and can legally hold a gun. Besides, the gun is placed in front of you and the safety is not turned on. What are you worried about? Woolen cloth."

Sergey was right when he heard it. No matter what this kid did, he had already handed over the gun. His reaction was indeed a bit excessive.

However, he still did not dare to take it lightly. He put down the iron tray in his hand and kept his other hand on the gun holster at his waist.

Use your left hand to turn on the intercom fixed on your shoulder and call: "Interrogation Room 02, call for support, call for support! The suspect I brought back has a gun on him!"

A few seconds later, the door of the interrogation room was pushed open with a "clatter", and accompanied by the sound of chaotic footsteps, several heavily armed police officers rushed in. The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties. Look at his body. The uniform is obviously different from the others. He should be the person in charge of this police station.

The middle-aged man walked inside and asked, "Sergey, you bitch, what happened? Are you in trouble again?"

Sergey quickly reported the report: "Director, when I was patrolling in Weedenhan, I caught several foreigners without legal status and brought them back. When I asked them to hand over their belongings, this man He took out a pistol..."

The director followed the direction of Sergey's finger and looked at Wang Ye, and was immediately stunned.

He seemed a little unbelievable. He looked Wang Ye up and down several times and asked cautiously: "This... sir, what is your name and where do you work?"

This question was asked very politely, using honorifics, and the tone was even more respectful, which made several police officers behind him a little surprised.

Because usually in the bureau, the director has never spoken so politely, and he always uses swear words to his subordinates...

Wang Ye frowned. It seemed that the director had a good eye and seemed to recognize him.

Ordinarily he shouldn't. Although he holds a high position as the deputy speaker of the Duma, he doesn't have many opportunities to appear in the news.

And they are not from the government system.

People in the Weedenham branch probably don't care too much about politics, so Sergey didn't recognize him.

If you can't recognize yourself, that's normal.

Take the big shots on Da Mao's side as an example. Needless to say, Pudingna, almost everyone doesn't know them.

After all, Puding appears in the news every day.

But as for Gorbrev, he is the general manager of the Kremlin and has considerable power, but there are probably not many people who know him.

Wang Ye’s situation is actually similar to that of Gazev!

Therefore, now that he was recognized by the branch chief, he was a little surprised.

Is your popularity that great?

But now that he has been recognized, Wang Ye has no intention of hiding it anymore. Anyway, now, he can continue to do what he wants to do.

He smiled and said: "My name is Mikhail, I work in the Duma."

The middle-aged police sergeant was all excited, his slightly stout figure stood at attention, and gave a very standard salute.

The voice shouted loudly: "Hello, Speaker Mikhail! Lyudmila, the head of the 36th Moscow Branch, salutes you...!"

He didn't have the slightest suspicion at all. Just kidding, who dares to pretend to be a national leader in the police station...

That’s not asking for death!

The few young men behind the police chief were dumbfounded. Although they were at the grassroots level, they usually had no contact with the big shots at the top.

But they still know what the word "speaker" means.

In Damao, there is only one speaker, and that is the Speaker of the Duma!

Even the person in charge of the House of Lords is not called the Speaker, because the members of the House of Lords are basically part-time workers, and the work of the House of Lords is not their main job.

Of course, although the Sheriff shouted "Speaker", everyone also understood that this young man was not the Speaker, but the Deputy Speaker, the famous Mikhail!

Sergey would be extremely annoyed at this. No wonder he kept looking at this young man with a familiar look.

I always feel like I’ve seen it somewhere!

Well, for a while, Deputy Speaker Mikhail also dominated the TV screen. Even though he didn't like watching TV very much, he glanced at it a few times.

It's just that the Mikhail on TV looks a bit different from the one in reality...

It’s no wonder that in those days, the TV sets in most Maozi families were still black and white.

Even if it is in color, it is not very clear, and the screen is not big.

People are just that big on TV, and it's not like they have close-ups of their faces, so it would be weird to see them look the same as real people in reality.

After finally knowing the identity of the young man in front of him, Sergey's mind was buzzing.

He wished he could give himself two big slaps on the spot. Why was he so unlucky? He finally got his turn to be on duty at the gate of Weedenham on a weekend. He thought he could "make" a small amount of extra money.

The result was great. Even before the money was collected, the deputy speaker of the Duma was directly arrested...

It is conceivable that even if the deputy speaker does not cause trouble for him, Sheriff Lyudmila will not let him go.

Because I have caused huge trouble for the bureau!

It is estimated that in less than two days, I will be sent to the suburbs...

In fact, he still thought too beautifully...

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Wang Ye stood there and watched Lyudmila salute him. Although there was a smile on his face, his words were not so kind.

"Oh, I'm curious. Is your branch independent of the Moscow police system? Why are identity certificates issued by other police stations not recognized by you?"