When Gu Miqing saw this, her eyes were round, her face turned red and immediately turned black, and then she raised her fist.

"I'm not playing hooligan on you, I mean you wash first, I just take off my clothes so it's more comfortable. Yan Jiucheng threw the soaked clothes into the trash, glanced at Gu Miqing, and saw her annoyed look, and couldn't help laughing: "You go wash first." ”

Gu Miqing's nervousness disappeared a little, and he lowered his fist. She is not afraid that Yan Jiucheng will move her hands and feet, when it comes to fighting, she can fight. But when I thought of the scene that had just happened, I felt very shy, and I was actually pressed against the wall and did not fight back.

This is what embarrasses her the most.

"Next time, it's like just now, don't blame me for being rude. After Gu Miqing dropped this sentence, he bent down and took out his clothes from the box and walked into the bathroom. Yan Jiucheng understood that what she said 'just like that' was of course referring to that kiss.

"I'm serious. Yan Jiucheng said the moment she closed the door.

Gu Miqing seemed to be stunned, holding the door in his hand for half a minute, and then closed it.

Yan Jiucheng sat on the table and began to eavesdrop on Lambert's content before operating on the notebook, whether the encounter of this information dealer who knew Xiao Erke on the way to Xiaolou with Lao Hang was a coincidence or arranged by Xiao Erke, which made Yan Jiucheng always remain vigilant.

I always felt that something was wrong with Scholk.

Xuan Lin had already marked the key content of the eavesdropping that had occurred, and Yan Jiucheng listened to the eavesdropping content while eavesdropping on the latest information.

In the bathroom behind him, the sound of water has been dripping, accompanied by the sound of Yan Jiucheng tapping on the keyboard, if it weren't for the occasional shootings outside and the noise of some vehicles, Yan Jiucheng would have a kind of beautiful illusion that he was born in a peaceful area, an ordinary party going home to work overtime, and in the bathroom behind him was his beautiful girlfriend.

Come to think of it, this ordinary life is really too happy.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a loud boom outside, followed by the sound of several reporters rushing out to talk.

This time it was a firefight between government forces, much farther away, far from residential areas, but the sound of bombing was the sound of bombing, which always made people tremble. At this time, Lambert's eavesdropping information arrived.

"Did you see those people?" asked one of them.

"See, a couple of poor journalists. Lambert seemed to drop something to the ground and made a clattering sound: "But it's richer than Scholke, and I'll see you tomorrow." ”

As soon as he heard Sholk, Yan Jiucheng's face became solemn, the number of times he heard his name in the past few days was too much, and the two information dealers he met mentioned him invariably, and even the civilian area hiding underground knew his name.

"Ssholk owes us money and doesn't know when it will be paid. One of them seemed a little depressed and sighed: "He still owes a lot to the others." He is the first reporter to interview here for so many years, and it is no wonder that it is not easy. ”

"Hmph, he's not easy to fart!" Lambert sighed: "It's not easy for us, we are bombed every day, we are hit by bullets, they come over as reporters to shoot the story, and then pat the ass and leave, fame and fortune, what's not easy?"

"I think Scholk is different from other reporters, I heard that in order to shoot, he sold all his houses, his wife divorced, what kind ......of fame and fortune did he get?

Before he could speak, he could only hear a commotion outside.

"Run, run, run!"

Then there were bursts of screaming and scolding, the bugging device sizzled, it should have fallen to the ground, and the sound behind it was all footsteps and the sound of women and children crying.

There is so much useful information, Yan Jiucheng put down the headphones, rubbed his brows, it hurts when he presses it, it is really brain-draining these days.

Scholke is so different that if Lambert's words are true, and not if Scholke lied to hide his identity, then he is indeed a real war correspondent, and a warrior among war correspondents.

After all, war correspondents often go to the scene after the war and take a few photos under the protection of government forces, and the vast majority of war correspondents shoot in safe areas. Even a reporter who risked his life to go in and shoot at the site would never stay here for a few years.

"Bombing again. ”

"Yes, it's started again, the intricacies behind these three kingdoms have made the people here suffer. ”

"Yesterday I wrote a bombing by the government army, and today I am afraid that I will not be able to write a bombing. ”

"I went back in two days, and I heard that three of my colleagues had died this month. ”

"I'm going to leave in two days, and the fighting is getting more and more fierce, and it's been either bombing by government forces or exchanging fire with black organizations. ”

In the stairwell, a few reporters said a word, the sound through the door was not loud, I couldn't hear it clearly, but it probably meant that it was almost the same, in this place, even the bombing was no longer news, such a place that was facing death at any time, what supported Shorer to stay here for a few years?

"Bombing again. Gu Miqing's voice came from behind, Yan Jiucheng turned his head to look, and saw that she was wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and an ordinary black short-sleeved T-shirt, seeing that Yan Jiucheng looked at it, he smiled coldly and continued: "There are corpses all over the place outside, the bombing is continuous, our mission is about to begin, you actually think about the love of children?"

As he spoke, Gu Miqing threw his dirty clothes into the trash, didn't look at Yan Jiucheng, sat on the bed, took a cloth and wiped the gun.

"Feelings are not something I can control. Yan Jiucheng stood up and sat on the bed, only to smell the fragrance wafting from her body, which was intoxicating.

"Do you remember what I said about Oleg Pankovsky during the training?"

"Everyone here is destined to be lonely. Yan Jiucheng said it very fluently, and this sentence was posted on the wall of the training classroom, which was also repeatedly emphasized by Gu Miqing, as the most successful spy of a professional sergeant intelligence officer in a certain country, Olig Pankovsky's sentences were as true as gold.

Everyone here is doomed to be lonely, and all spies or counter-espionage personnel are doomed to loneliness for a lifetime.

"It's a good back, but it's a pity, a giant in language, a dwarf in action. Gu Miqing raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Jiucheng, then took a lipstick from his makeup bag and gently drew a circle on the muzzle.

"What are you doing with lipstick on a gun?" Yan Jiucheng asked as he bypassed the topic.

This is her habit, and it can also be said to be a special fetish.

Whenever she goes out with a gun, she will use lipstick to put a circle on the muzzle of the gun, and somehow, she always thinks that this will bring her good luck.

"Bring good luck. Gu Miqing put down the short gun, took the * again, carefully applied the muzzle of the * with lipstick, and then stretched out his hand and touched his neck: "Today, that person was pierced through the neck by me, not by me, relying on technique and luck." Sometimes, luck can make the difference between who lives and dies. ”

Yan Jiucheng looked at Gu Miqing's white and slender neck, her fair and round hand on her neck was so beautiful. It's hard to imagine if such a beautiful neck was pierced......

Yan Jiucheng couldn't help but lock his brows and close his eyes, he didn't want Gu Miqing to participate in the night action, but he didn't take Gu Miqing with him, and he was afraid that it would be more dangerous for her to be here alone.

Sure enough, he began to suffer from gains and losses. The old man is right, Yan Jiucheng, who has never been in love, will become his biggest shortcoming in terms of feelings.

"Emotional matters will affect your actions, if you are affected, our entire operation will fail, if it fails, do you know what it will mean?" Gu Miqing looked deeply at Yan Jiucheng, who lowered his head.

"It means that scientists will die. ”

"Scientists will die, just a mouthful. The research results in their hands are one thing, but more importantly, it will bring great insecurity to other scientists who want to return to China, they will no longer dare to return to China, and if they do not dare to return to China, it means that many scientists will not be able to return. ”

As he spoke, Gu Miqing stretched out his hand and pointed to the window.

Boom! There were several explosions outside, and during the day, you could see a flash of fire through the window, although it was far away, but it also shook the glass, and it seemed that the power of this * was very great, and it was not comparable to the weapons of those black organizations.

"Scientists are the most important weapon of the country, and their return to China can greatly improve our scientific research strength, which will also improve our country's ability to defend our homeland, so that our peace can last a little longer, a little longer. ”

The more advanced the weapons and equipment, the more confident the country will be, and the safer the people will be.

Not everything in this world is peaceful, but our country is peaceful. And behind this peace, the efforts of counter-espionage personnel like Gu Miqing are indispensable.

Gu Miqing stretched out her hand at Yan Jiucheng, the handshake posture of a comrade-in-arms, she smiled: "You can only succeed, you can't fail, forget these, don't be interfered with by this kind of petty love, the task is the most important." ”

Yan Jiucheng looked at Gu Miqing's outstretched hand and didn't move for a long time.

And Gu Miqing also stubbornly kept stretching out his hand.

After a long time, Yan Jiucheng took a breath, stretched out his hand to hold her hand, but pulled her into his arms with all of a sudden, Gu Miqing struggled twice, Yan Jiucheng said: "Don't move, I'll let go after asking." ”

The soft girl in her arms stopped struggling.

"Speak. She made her tone extraordinarily calm, distant, and even used the word 'please'.

"Aside from the task, if we act tomorrow, we will all die, before I die, can I always love you in my heart, I haven't liked others, I like it once before I die, can't I?"

Gu Miqing's eyes moved.

"Don't you want to love once before you die?"

Gu Miqing's lips also moved.

The surrounding bombing was getting louder and louder, and I could only hear some reporters running out one after another, presumably to shoot, because the bombing between government forces was far away from residential areas, and the explosions could be filmed relatively safely and clearly on the roofs of nearby buildings.

There was a knock on the door.

"Reporter Yan, there is an event in the underground auditorium at night, will you go?" Shorke's voice came: "If you go, I have an invitation here, Gesang is here, I'll take a picture." ”

Gu Miqing picked up the gun in an instant, looked at Yan Jiucheng coldly, and said, "Put away your children's affection, it's important to do the right thing." ”

"Go, of course, just shoot. Yan Jiucheng replied loudly, also stood up, put all the pens on his body, and then picked up the camera.

The event in the underground auditorium has long been heard of, and it is an event that every journalist who comes here to cover is eager to attend, but only twice a year, at random times, for a few hours at a time.

Those who have participated in it will never forget.

Due to the random time, sometimes it is not encountered. With such good luck, there are very few people who are in a hurry to participate.

"Who organized it this time?" Yan Jiucheng asked, it was such a coincidence that he was so lucky to be able to catch up with their world-famous underground hall activities.

"I organized. Sholk said.

Shaloke again?

Yan Jiucheng and Gu Miqing glanced at each other, and their faces changed slightly.

Gu Miqing stretched out her tongue and licked her lips, and instinctively, touched the gun.