From the very beginning he thought that what had happened tonight was a blatant fabrication, that the Bolsheviks had suppressed him under all sorts of unreasonable pretexts.

Now that he has tried to meet the dagger, he feels that he no longer needs to be polite to the Bolsheviks, but he wants to let out a vicious breath, saying in his heart that when you can't find evidence, see how Lao Tzu cleans you up - this did not happen independently, there is a criminal record, and the Duma of the Cadet Party you were in the past is probably the same way.

Bunakov was proud, and the witnesses he found were naturally snickering, and Potresov, who had always been the most anti-Bolshevik, chimed in: "Comrade Mulalov, do you think it is necessary to investigate further?" If you keep checking it out, there's no place for your old face! ”

Muralov suddenly felt the pressure, and he was also strange in his heart, what did he toss for his own people for a long time and still haven't gained? According to a certain immortal, this shouldn't be! But now that it has come to this point, it is impossible to brake, and even if he wants to, I'm afraid Bunakov will not agree!

So, Muralov ignored Potresov's sarcasm, was not angry, did not be impatient, did not even bother to answer the question, and just carefully looked at Bunakov's residence to see if he could find anything.

Seeing his eyes glancing around, Bunakov knew that Muralov was really in a hurry, and couldn't help but become more and more proud, and mocked again: "You don't need to look at it, it's useless to look at it, I sit upright, I am open, and I will never be like some psychologically dark partisans, who like to hide things secretly!" ”

Muralov still ignored him, and simply searched with his eyes. Straight and slowly turned around the room. Look left and right. It's like slipping your legs. But not to mention, the leg slip was really rewarding, Muralov suddenly stopped, then turned around, and clasped the wooden floor with his toes, and there was an empty sound under the floor.

"Huh?" Muralov suddenly smiled, he glanced at Bunakov, whose face suddenly changed, and said sarcastically: "Who said just now that you never hide things?" Come on, pry the floor open! ”

Bunakov was in a hurry, and under the floor was his secret safe, which contained many classified documents, some of which were absolutely not to be seen in the light, or rather to be discovered by the Bolsheviks. Just now he saw that the other party couldn't find the safe at all, so he began to panic, where did he think that Muralov was such a chicken thief, and the safe that was so hidden was discovered by him.

"Don't mess around, this is my house. No one can destroy my belongings without my permission! ”

Muralov snorted coldly. "It's up to you, of course, if there's nothing down there, we'll compensate you for the loss. Someone, pry it open for me! ”

Bunakov immediately jumped to his feet, rushed forward, and screamed like a hen guarding a chick: "I see which of you dares to move!" ”

The Red Guards looked at Muralov with some embarrassment, and the latter immediately said contemptuously: "Take him away, we have the authorization of the Soviets of Engineer and Soldier Deputies, and we are here to investigate the evidence of the counter-revolutionaries." If he dares to resist, he will be arrested! ”

As soon as Potresov saw that it was not good, he immediately stood up: "Mulalov, I warn you, don't mess around, we are watching your words and deeds, if you dare to go wild, we will definitely not give up!" ”

"Wild?" Muralov sneered, "Now it is you who are spreading wild, and you dare to shield the suspects who attacked the Soviet of Engineer Deputies, I want to see how bold you are!" Pry me! ”

Both Boteresov and Bunakov were dragged away, and a Red Guard knocked on the floor, fumbled a few times, and suddenly turned to Muralov and said: "Comrade Muralov, don't be so troublesome, this piece of wood is put together, you can take it away!" ”

As he spoke, he took out his bayonet and thrust it into the gap, and with a slight force, a large piece of the floor was pried up, and under the floor, a boxy safe was hidden.

Muralov suddenly laughed, he glanced at Bunakov, and sneered: "You really know how to hide things!" Now, do you open it obediently, or do I find someone to pry it open for you? ”

Seeing that the safe was exposed, everyone knew that the meat was in the safe, and the witnesses found by Bunakov were about to surround him, but the Red Guards of the workers brought by Muralov were not stupid. Immediately, he stepped forward and blocked the witnesses.

"What do you want to do! I warn you all to return it to me! Muralov spoke coldly, "If you dare to get closer, I can only suspect that you want to destroy the evidence!" Such an act is the current counter-revolution and can be killed on the spot! ”

Muralov's resolute attitude shocked the group of grandsons, and although they were reluctant, they had to retreat. Muralov turned to the gloomy Bunakov again, and asked with a smile: "Now, you have two choices: either open the safe honestly and let us search what is inside?" Either you can not cooperate, and we can just pry it open. But no matter which one it is, as long as it contains something unseemly, you Bunakov must confess your sins! ”

Either way, Bunakov didn't like it, he was quite concerned about this safe, where all the party's confidential documents were placed! But now it is impossible to refuse to open it, and he can only emphasize one point: "I don't know what you are looking for!" But I can guarantee that the safe is full of our party's confidential documents, and you have no right to inspect them! ”

"So, you're choosing not to cooperate!" Muralov laughed dryly, and without hesitation ordered: "Do it, pry him away!" ”

"Slow!" Potresov shouted to stop, and he said to Muralov with a gloomy face: "You are looking for the suspect who attacked the Soviet of Engineer Deputies, if the safe contains only documents, and the contents of the documents have nothing to do with this attack, can you prove Bunakov's innocence?" ”

Muralov thought for a moment and replied: "Then there is no problem!" ”

"Is it possible to discuss that these classified documents will be first looked at by us, the witnesses present, if we agree that they have nothing to do with the bombing?" How about you Bolsheviks just let it go? ”

Muralov snorted coldly: "How do I know if you are in a gang!" ”

"If you're not at ease. You can specify a few that you can trust. Non-Bolshevik people came to check with us, and if they thought there was a problem, how about you take over? ”

Muralov thought about it and felt that he could agree to this condition, at least he could save a lot of effort in prying the cabinet, as for whether there was a problem with the documents, hehe, it was up to you to decide.

He replied with a grin, "Yes." I promised! ”

Bunakov looked at Potresov, who nodded, albeit reluctantly, but Bunakov had to step forward and insert the key and slowly turn the lock, and with a sound of the rotor being released, the safe was opened.

Before Bunakov could open the cabinet door, the two workers' Red Guards behind him immediately caught up, took two steps forward, and stretched out their hands to pull Bunakov, "Please give way." Let's take a look at it first. ”

Bunakov immediately shook his head and refused, it didn't matter if the other party took a look. Anyway, there is nothing in the safe except for documents, but I am afraid that the other party's grades will be planted, so I can't help it!

"I can't take it from you, who knows if you will blame it? You can check if you want, but I have to get it out! ”

The two Red Guards stared at him with fixed eyes, but out of the corner of their eyes, they glanced at Muralov not far away, and saw him bow slightly, so they snorted, "I hope you don't play any tricks!" ”

As he spoke, Potresov also walked over, and the sword was to prevent the other party from planting it, and suddenly in this small room, there was real tension.

Bunakov didn't care, he squatted down and blocked the safe, and didn't open the door, but just opened a small gap and reached inside, his eyes still vigilantly scanning the surroundings.

The first thing he took out was a few stacks of banknotes, and the Red Guards of the workers beside him took it easily, glanced at it, and swept it again, and found that there was no entrainment, so he handed it to Potresov next to him, "Take it." ”

The next thing is a stack of documents.,No one looks at the files or anything for the time being.,Anyway, it's been agreed.,A little later, you can always know what's in the road.。 What Muralov really cares about is whether there is evidence in this safe that can be directly related to the bombing, that is ironclad!

As he spoke, the largest compartment of the safe was emptied, and it was said that the most important documents were in the hands of Potresov, and Bunakov now had no problem opening the safe, but he still carried out Muralov's ghost, so he continued to reach out and touch it.

In the next moment, his body stiffened, his complexion changed suddenly, and he was about to do something, but he didn't think that the two Red Guards had been staring at him all the time, seeing that something was wrong, the one in front stretched out his leg and slammed it into the door of the safe, and then clamped his right arm tightly, and the one behind him grabbed and twisted his left arm behind his back.

"What for?" Potresov was anxious when he saw it, and shouted: "Mulalov, what do you mean by this......"

Before he could finish his sentence, Bunakov had already been twisted out of the safe, and another Red Guard pulled the door open, and several bundles of explosives appeared in front of everyone.

"Sizzle......" There was a gasp around him, and to be honest, no one expected that such a damn thing was hidden in the safe.

Don't bring such fun, Boteresov subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, yes, it's explosives, yes, depending on the weight, there is no problem in blowing up this building.

He was in a daze, and Muralov next to him snorted coldly, with a bit of relief in his voice, "Hehe, Mr. Bunakov, do you have anything else to explain now?" ”

With these explosives, Bunakov's suspicion was confirmed, and even if Potresov wanted to help, he really couldn't find a reasonable reason - what normal person would store so many dangerous goods in his own home?

"It's a sham, I've never seen anything like this!" Bunakov had been twisted to the side, pressed to the floor and handcuffed, but his mouth was screaming miserably, "Mulalov, you despicable villain, you framed me, you don't want to die...... Thunder and thunder! ”

He called him, but Muralov was now so relieved that he didn't bother to bother with this doomed guy, and just said to Potresov: "Alexander. Nikolayevich, the facts have proven everything. Bunakov is now a major suspect. Therefore, all the documents and items designed in the safe are important evidence. Our previous agreement no longer makes any sense. Please hand over the relevant evidence to us! ”

Potresov wanted to refuse. But now that Muralov has full confidence and excuses, he doesn't want to be angry with him at all, and directly snatches back all the "confidential" documents that he has found.

Tossing and turning on this side, the other side is still methodically collecting evidence, but there is really nothing in the safe, except for a tightly sealed kraft paper document bag at the bottom.

The Red Guards carefully opened the file bag, took things out of it, and saw that it was another stack of papers. He said that he wanted to take it out and take a closer look, and suddenly his face changed, and he respectfully handed the document to Muralov with both hands, "Comrade Muralov, you ...... look"

Muralov knew that this thing was probably extraordinary, and when he lowered his head to look at it, he suddenly shook his body - the plan of the Soviet of Engineer Deputies, and the whole plot of the assassination!

"Bunakov, are you going to continue to quibble now?!"

Muralov reacted instantly, and this information appeared in Bunakov's hands. That was more direct evidence than explosives, and the possession of explosives in private possession only proved his suspicions. But he can still quibble, after all, it is difficult to confirm that the bomb that blew up the city Soviet was the one in the safe. But the whole assassination plan is drawn out, then Bunakov is full of mouths, and don't want to make it clear. That's the proof!

With this thing, it can almost be asserted that Bunakov is finished! So Muralov is completely relaxed, after teaching Bunakov a lesson, he has not forgotten to ridicule Potresov, who made him hold a grudge!

"Alexander. Nikolayevich, do you still think we made a mistake? ”

"This ......" Potresov was really speechless at this time, now that the direct and indirect evidence is available, no matter how tendentious he is to help Bunakov speak, it is irresponsible for his own political life, so he shook his head with a stiff face, "Mulalov, I'm afraid that you want good people, and with our presence, your work is more convincing, isn't it?" ”

Hmph, shameless thing. Muralov was very dismissive of this, but for the time being he couldn't do anything about Potresov...... And as long as he can take down Bunakov, he will be very satisfied, this little dirty thing, you can slowly count it later!

Suddenly, he didn't bother with Potresov, and waved his hand: "Take away all the suspects and evidence!" Our work is about to begin! ”

Muralov swaggered away, and Boteresov hated it so much that he didn't believe that Bunakov had done the stupid thing of attacking the Soviets, although this thing was indeed stupid, but it was not so stupid that even if he really blew up the Soviets, it was impossible to keep the explosives or something in his own safe.

But on the contrary, Bunakov was arrested again, if they did not come to testify, it can be said that the other party framed the other party, but under the public, dozens of pairs of eyes have seen the fact, how to deny it? So in his heart he scolded Bunakov for being stupid, how good it would be if your grandson didn't call us, and now we have no excuse to save you!

Well, this matter is a matter of opinion, and if Potresov is in the position of Bunakov, it is estimated that he will make the same choice as him, after all, only he knows best what is in his own safe, who would have thought that there would suddenly be some deadly things in it?

"What do we do now?" Abram. Rafailovich. Goats asked worriedly, "Just watching them take Bunakov away?" ”

Potresov sighed, he could understand Goats's worries, as one of the bigwigs of the right wing of the Social Revolutionary, he and Bunakov almost wore the same pants, and now that his brother has been arrested, it is normal to be in a hurry.

"Send a telegram to Petrograd and tell them what we are doing here, and let them find a way to rescue Bunakov!"

"But," asked Goetz hesitantly, "but it takes a lot of time to go back and forth, and you have seen how arrogant Muralov is, how can he let Bunakov go now that he has the key evidence in his hands?" ”

Potresov sighed again, he also knew that it was not a good idea to let the Petrograd side find a way, but it was also the only way now, otherwise what else could be done? Is it possible to gather a team to rob people? I'm afraid the Bolsheviks want them to do this, and they have no excuse to arrest them!

"I went to the Bolshevik party committee and tried to negotiate with them and try to buy as much time as possible," said Potresov helplessly. Rafailovich, you must hurry up and figure it out! ”

After saying this, Potresov ran away, not because he was really wise and brave enough to take on the most difficult tasks, but because he really had nothing to do about it, and how to say that it was a matter for the Social Revolutionaries, what did he do as a Menshevik? To be able to help buy a little time in the Bolsheviks, he felt that he had done his duty.

To put it bluntly, Potresov is throwing off the burden, he volunteered to take on a job that was not too difficult, did enough favors, and then kicked the really tricky ball back. Anyway, even if Bunakov can't be rescued after the worst of the time, he doesn't have much responsibility, who made Goats so unhelpful? (To be continued......)