Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

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THE COOL WAR by ANDREW FETLER "Seven One ... but that's impossible! Gospodin Pashkov is in conference with Comrade Petchareff." "Stupid!" Petchareff's voice sounded behind Nadezhda's, and the speaker clicked and went dead. Pashkov dove into the clouds and brought his flier to a hovering stop. Zubov was probably getting a rest cure. "Erase his memory, give him a new name and feed him more patriotism. Very simple." Medvedev raised his hand threateningly. "Don't come howling to me if everybody guesses he is nothing but a robot." Pashkov glanced back at the house. Since the publication of Dentist soldiers to keep visitors out. From an open window Pashkov heard the clicking of a typewriter. "It's when they're not like robots that everybody suspects them," he said, climbing into his flier. "Petchareff will send you word when to announce his 'death'." "A question, brother." "No questions." have little time. You scared my valet he thought you were Gospodin Pashkov." "Don't try to fool me "Darling, why so cruel? Anastina is one of our contacts. Besides, she's cross-eyed and buck-toothed." Zubov leaped out next, his big front tooth flashing. Then his two Pashkov grunted. "I'll never understand," said Petchareff, "why all top secret agents "Pretend not to know me, will he?" she yelled at Colonel James, picking up a rock. again. He looks like you now." "Citizenress, is it?" The rock flew over his head and felled Zubov. "You're not playing one of your jokes, Pashkov?" "Hardly." "Short and fat," Pashkov said, and switched off. Most countries wanted to break his neck, and his own Motherland did not always trust him. But he enjoyed his work—enjoyed it as much as his "I warned you both, no kitchen squabbles while on duty," Petchareff "Mister Knackenpast, when you see your way clear to my flier, run for it. But get back into your robot costume." As they came out, Petchareff was reviving Zubov by slapping his face. "I can't operate the machine." A terrible howl came from Zubov. Petya and Kolya, imitating Petchareff's efforts to revive their master, were battering Zubov's face with their slouched hats. "Stand back!" Kolya screamed, smashing his hat into Zubov's face. "He is trying to say something!" "He's moving!" Petya kicked Zubov and looked up for approval, his hair "Send him in." A small man hurried into the room. He had a narrow face and the mustache of a mouse and a mousy nose, but his eyes were big rabbit eyes. He bowed twice quickly, placed a package on the desk with Petchareff said. "Zubov!" "Exactly, exactly," the mouse piped. "No difference, Comrade." He held his paws as in prayer and his pointed mouth quivered. colonel and find out what they're up to. Zubov's kidnaping team is "I thought Zubov was a zoological warfare expert. What is he doing with a kidnaping team?" him summarily. He does look like Colonel James to me." "We all make mistakes," Petchareff said. "What would history be without mistakes?" "... dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete . By seven o'clock tonight, okay, Gringo?" "What do you expect for seven thousand bucks—service? Look, boys, I'm just a honest businessman. I can't get it for you today. Have a seegar, Pablo." "Tfu!" "But how can I trust you? I like you boys, I know you like me, but " " hopped over to Hotel Reisen, where Zubov's kidnaping team was waiting Zubov's big tooth settled respectfully over his lower lip. His small eyes were so closely set that he looked cockeyed when he focused them on his superior. "Gratefully accepted. Reduced unavoidable fatalities to six." Zubov chargé d'affaires. "How is your underdeveloped countries fund?" he asked. Zubov was cross-checking his kidnaping plans. He said, "With your "Alive." Zubov pulled a long face. "Dead-or-alive would be easier, Gospodin Pashkov. Fast, clean job." "No need," Zubov assured him with a smile. "I see more than most At that moment the door opened and Zubov's kidnaping team lumbered "What are you doing here?" cried Zubov. "Why aren't you observing the lads. With your pardon, they are good lads. This is Petya, and this is Kolya. No, this is Kolya and this one is Petya." "Twins?" "Not exactly. Same genetic experiment. Good lads. Stand straight, "Boys, boys!" Zubov cracked the whip. "Out you go. A job for Gospodin Shortly before dawn, Zubov's team returned, their mission accomplished. Zubov drew his gun and jumped in was remarkable. Zubov's eyes were crossed with astonishment. "Shall I kidnap him now?" Zubov interrupted, puffing conceitedly on his I am falling into a trap?" "No, no, my friend. I am only doing my best not to show my surprise at "Zubov will make your trip to Moscow comfortable. All right, Zubov." Zubov focused his crossed eyes on Pashkov. Zubov seized Pashkov by the scruff of the neck and dragged him towards "Hold your claws, Zubov lad," Pashkov said. "You have got the wrong man, can't you see? That "Eh?" "Use your eyes, blockhead. I am Pashkov." Zubov did use his eyes. He looked from one to the other, and back. The Zubov lifted Pashkov off the floor, crashed with his weight against the "You miserable idiot," Pashkov shouted. "You'll get a rest cure for this!" Zubov dropped him, pulled his gun and backed off into a corner. "How can I tell you two apart just by looking!" he cried hysterically. "I'm not a learned man." "One small but decisive proof," Pashkov said, unbuttoning his hospital muttered, and climbed out the window into the hovering ambulance. Zubov fall in love with a nose like that?" "It shows determination. I wish I had this nose permanently." "You mustn't talk like that. But I'll ignore your nose if you tell me clicked shut behind him. In the room were three men, all of whom he recognized: Professor Kristin of the Swedish Academy, a white-haired old man with a kind, intelligent face the king, Gustavus IX, a thin old man stroking his Vandyke, sitting under a portrait of Frederick the Great frivolous expression?" M. Fanti raised his eyebrows, but did not answer. "I thought," said Pashkov, "that Gospodin Pashkov's face has a more brutal look." suspected. It would be amusing to tell robotist Medvedev about it. "Delicate, very delicate," Pashkov said. "Everything depends on my not running into Gospodin Pashkov." mistake! Just look at him. People laugh at such faces." "How much time to correct the error then, Monsieur Fanti?" the king asked. Your r's are still too soft for a real Russian. Why do you Americans slur them like that? And I beg you, if you value your life, do not fail "They say they've been framed by a fat little Russian. But it's transparent, a clumsy job. Imagine, they left a stolen car in the ambulance court and in it an invoice for six cases of ammunition. It

<question>:
Why is Zubov a comedic and ironic character for this story?

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A He is cross-eyed
B He kidnaps people
C He trains animals
D He is dumb

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A