Becoming a Russian Oligarch After Rebirth
Chapter 667: Big Trouble_1

Chapter 667: Chapter 667: Big Trouble_1

Staring wide-eyed at the handgun with a holster for a few seconds, Sergei’s mind went blank.

A moment later, he startled and swiftly stepped back.

Supporting a tray with one hand, his right hand was on the holster around his waist. He looked at Wang Ye warily and stammered out, "What... what are you doing! This is a gun...where did it come from?"

In the room, everyone except Wang Ye and Nalan Yaqi, appeared upset.

Sergei was in deep confusion, clueless about the identity of the young man before him.

As for Millie and the others, although they didn’t understand what Sergei was saying, they saw the black pistol and knew what it was!

The girls huddled together, truly trembling with fear.

They didn’t know what had happened. The "senior" they had just met was carrying a real weapon!

They estimated that this matter would escalate, and they would be implicated...

Wang Ye smiled slightly, responding calmly, "Don’t worry, I have a gun license. I’m legally carrying this firearm. Besides, the gun is in front of you, with the safety on. What are you worried about?"

Sergei thought about it, it was true. Regardless of what this young man did, he already surrendered the gun. His reaction really was exaggerated.

However, he remained vigilant, placing the iron tray down and keeping his other hand on his holster.

He switched on the walkie-talkie fixed on his shoulder and called for backup, "Interrogation room 02, requesting backup. The suspect I brought in has a firearm!"

Seconds later, the door to the interrogation room was pushed open loudly as several fully armed Russian police officers rushed in, led by a middle-aged man in his forties. From the look of his uniform, which was clearly different from the others, he was probably the person in charge of this police station.

The middle-aged man asked as he walked in, "Sergei, you son of a bitch, what happened? Did you get into trouble again?"

Sergei hurriedly reported, "Director, I arrested several foreigners without legal identities while on patrol in Weidenghan and brought them back. This man handed over a handgun when asked to turn in his personal belongings..."

The director followed Sergei’s pointed finger and looked at Wang Ye, and his face froze.

He seemed a little skeptical, looking Wang Ye up and down several times, cautiously asking, "Sir... What is your name and where do you work?"

His question was very polite. Even honorifics were used, and his tone was very respectful, to the surprise of the other Russian officers.

After all, in usual times at the police station, the director was never this polite, often yelling and swearing at his subordinates ...

Wang Ye frowned, it seemed that this director had good eyesight and appeared to have recognized him.

That shouldn’t be the case. Although he was the Deputy Speaker of the Duma and held significant power, he did not make many appearances in the news.

And moreover, he was not from the government system.

Like the local station in Weidenghan, people were not likely to pay much attention to politics. Like Sergei, who didn’t recognize him.

Not recognizing himself was normal.

Take the big shots in Russia, for instance. No need to mention Putin, almost everyone knows who he is.

He is often on the news.

But what about Gavriil? He’s the chief steward of the Kremlin, also very powerful, but probably only a few people know him.

Wang Ye’s situation was similar to Gavriil’s!

Therefore, he was a little surprised to be recognized by this director.

Was he that famous?

But since he was recognized, Wang Ye had no plans to further conceal his identity. After all, at this point, he could proceed with his plans.

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

The middle-aged director shivered. His somewhat pudgy body stood upright, performing a very standard salute.

He exclaimed loudly, "Chairman Mikhail, hello! Liudmila, the person in charge of Moscow’s 36th Sub-Bureau, salutes you!"

He didn’t doubt it at all. After all, who would dare to impersonate a national leader in a police station...

That would be asking for death!

The young officers behind the director were dumbfounded. Although they were at the grassroots level and had hardly any contact with higher-ups, they understood what the title "Chairman" meant.

In Russia, there is only one Chairman, that is, the Duma Speaker!

Even the leader of the Upper House would not be referred to as the "Chairman", as the members of the Upper House were mostly part-time. Their main job was not in the Upper House.

Of course, although the director called him "Chairman", everyone understood that he was not the Speaker but the Deputy Speaker, the famous Mikhail!

Sergei was filled with regret at this point, no wonder he felt that this young man seemed familiar.

It felt like he had seen him somewhere!

Indeed, for a while, this Deputy Speaker Mikhail was all over the TV. Even if Sergei didn’t like watching TV, he would have caught a glimpse of him.

However, the difference between Mikhail on TV and Mikhail in reality was quite evident...

It’s no surprise, at that time, most Russian households had black and white televisions.

Even those with color televisions were not very clear, with small screens.

People on TV were so small, and there were no close-ups of faces, it’s weird if they looked the same as in reality.

After finding out the identity of the young man in front of him, Sergei’s mind buzzed.

He wished he could slap himself. How unlucky could he be? He was finally on weekend duty at the entrance to Weidenghan, hoping to make a little extra money...

The result? He didn’t get much money and ended up arresting the Deputy Speaker of the Duma...

Needless to say, even if the Deputy Speaker does not make trouble for him, Chief Liudmila will not spare him.

Because he had brought a huge trouble to the station!

In a couple of days, he’d be definitely transferred to a suburban police station...

In fact, he was still thinking optimistically...

......

Standing there, Wang Ye watched as Liudmila saluted him. Although there was a smile on his face, his words were not so kind.

"Oh, I’m curious, isn’t your bureau part of the Moscow Police System? Why isn’t the ID issued by other police stations recognized here?