Chapter 1233: Chapter 1238: How Is That Possible?
“Any progress?”
“Gong Yang wants Yarebin to be buried in Novodevichy Cetery, and he wants Yarebin to be covered with the national flag!”
Yang Yi froze for a mont, then said to Anton, “Now you’re telling where Yarebin is going to be buried, but that’s not the key point. The key point is, you’re saying Yarebin will be covered with the national flag?”
Anton nodded.
“Which national flag? The Russian flag?”
Anton looked disdainful as he said, “What are you talking about? Covering Yarebin with the Russian flag would be the greatest insult to him.”
Yang Yi imdiately replied, “True! But the Soviet Union is gone. How can you cover him with the Soviet flag? Besides, Novodevichy Cetery— I know that’s a very, very important burial site for Russians. It must be incredibly difficult to have Yarebin buried there.”
“It is difficult, but Gong Yang says he can make it happen. He’ll stop at nothing to fulfill this promise because he made it to Yarebin while he was still alive. Now, he’ll do his best to keep his word.”
Yang Yi nodded briefly. Just as he was about to speak, Anton continued, “Gong Yang has already done it. The Russian governnt has agreed to let Yarebin be buried in Novodevichy Cetery. The details of the funeral are still under discussion, but it has already been confird that the morial hall will be set up in the KGB Headquarters building.”
Taking a deep breath, Yang Yi smiled and said, “Sounds good. That should et your expectations, right?”
Anton thought for a mont and said, “We can’t ask for more. To get to this point, I’m already very satisfied.”
“So, what’s your plan?”
“Didn’t I just say? Cover him with the national flag, fire a salute, and bury him with the honors befitting a Soviet hero.”
Yang Yi’s face darkened. He replied helplessly, “You didn’t ntion the salute earlier. And also, the Soviet Union has dissolved. How will you use the Soviet flag? If it’s just a private gesture to bring so comfort, that’s one thing. But what you want is an official act by the Russian governnt. My God, your idea is just too…”
Anton pursed his lips and said, “That’s why this is just our wish. I never said it absolutely must co true.”
Yang Yi let out a long sigh and said, “Alright, at least your wishes have basically been fulfilled. I’d say it’s good enough.”
Anton didn’t say anything else but let out a long sigh.
Just as Yang Yi thought everything was settled and all he had to do was quietly wait for Yarebin’s funeral to finish, Anton suddenly spoke again in a low voice, “Soone wants to see you.”
“Huh? Hmm?”
Anton exhaled, his gaze toward Yang Yi becoming serious. Then, he said in a somber tone, “Soone wants to see you. Grevatov wants to see you.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. He said he wants to et you and asked to arrange for it. But he didn’t tell why or when, just that he wants to see you and have a talk.”
Yang Yi felt thoroughly baffled and cautiously asked, “Black Devil?”
“Of course.”
“Alright, since you don’t know why he wants to see , let’s just wait for him to co directly when he feels like it. I suppose I should et him. I’m just curious about what he wants to say.”
Anton shrugged and replied, “I’ll let you know when he arrives. For now, I won’t disturb you. Goodbye.”
Anton walked away with his head down. Kate whispered, “Are all Black Devils this weird? They just love playing mysterious.”
“If a Black Devil stops acting mysterious, then it’d really be strange. Alright, let’s go.”
With the conversation with Anton wrapped up, Yang Yi and Kate returned to their activities as usual.
What would happen at Yarebin’s funeral, Yang Yi didn’t know. He just felt it would be extrely difficult— truly a tough challenge. Achieving the ideal situation Anton and his colleagues envisioned seed impossible.
If things went as Anton described, then Yarebin’s funeral would essentially be a state funeral.
A state funeral— how could that be possible?
The second day and third day passed peacefully, and Yang Yi began to wonder whether there had been unforeseen interruptions around the funeral. Otherwise, Yarebin should have already been buried by now.
The only source of updates was Anton. Saying he ca to Moscow only with his “eyes and ears” might sound poetic, but in reality, it was quite literal for Yang Yi, whose ears alone were doing the work to receive Anton’s updates. Other than listening, he couldn’t do much.
Finally, Anton knocked on Yang Yi’s door. He looked forlorn as he said, “The funeral is starting. Let’s go to Red Square.”
Yang Yi froze again before responding in shock, “Red Square? Oh… Oh, I see.”
Red Square was close to the KGB Headquarters, and Yang Yi assud they were heading there just to observe. Otherwise, if Yarebin’s funeral were actually held in Red Square, that would be far too sensational.
Arriving at Red Square, Annastasia and Brian were together, Yang Yi and Kate stood side by side, and Anton quietly positioned himself in a corner.
All of them looked like ordinary tourists, although the makeup applied to their faces was remarkably thick, making it hard to recognize their true appearances.
Red Square wasn’t cordoned off and was still bustling with visitors, so it didn’t seem like a state funeral would be happening.
Holding Kate’s hand, Yang Yi moved closer to Anton and whispered, “Shouldn’t we head nearer to the KGB Headquarters instead of lingering in Red Square? Is there so special arrangent?”
Anton shook his head and softly replied, “The send-off ceremony for the body has already started. Soon, the hearse will arrive here.”
Yang Yi whispered, “If you knew these arrangents earlier, you should’ve told ahead of ti.”
Anton didn’t reply. He continued watching quietly and suddenly lifted his chin slightly, whispering, “Gong Yang! The one pushing the wheelchair.”
Yang Yi turned to look. He saw a man pushing a wheelchair. Although this man was wearing makeup, a closer look would reveal that he was Gong Yang.
Gong Yang was pushing the wheelchair near the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.
“He actually ca in person. Since Gong Yang is here at Red Square, it ans the hearse will definitely co here. He’s waiting to bid farewell to Yarebin.”
After whispering, Yang Yi pondered briefly and said, “Alright, we’ll wait here too.”
Shortly after those words, a sedan pulled into Red Square, followed by a van.
“That’s the hearse!”
Its appearance wasn’t particularly noteworthy, but Yang Yi knew it must be the hearse carrying Yarebin.
As Yang Yi focused on the hearse, Anton suddenly walked quickly toward him.
Anton’s eyes were slightly red, and he looked very emotional— incredibly emotional.
“What’s wrong?”
Curious, Yang Yi asked. Anton, voice trembling, replied, “Just now, inside the KGB Headquarters, Pu Qin personally covered Yarebin with the national flag!”
Yang Yi gasped and responded in a hushed tone, “What did you say? Are you… Are you out of your mind?”
Anton shook his head and continued, voice still shaking, “I’m fine. Just now, Pu Qin presided over Yarebin’s send-off ceremony and personally covered him with the national flag— the Soviet flag!”
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