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No, very big to be exact.

This was the only feeling that remained in Jiang Chen's fingertips.

A ray of sunlight passed through the eaves of the window and sprinkled on Jiang Chen's eyelashes. The muscles at the corners of his eyes contracted slightly, pulling his half-squinted eyelids, and the snoring stopped abruptly, Jiang Chen opened his somewhat sore eyes with difficulty.

There were a few chirping birds outside the window, and judging by the sun that was passing over the treetops, it was already past ten o'clock.

I groped to the side, but I didn't feel the clothes, but I felt a few strands of cloth.

Black? This is......

Jiang Chen could tell from his hazy vision that this seemed to be an inner one, and it was the kind with lace edges......

Reflexively throwing the things in his hand aside, Jiang Chen suddenly came to his senses.

"Wori, how did this thing end up with me? It's Aisha...... No, ...... last night."

After shaking his drowsy brain, Jiang Chen sat up from the bed with his arms propped up, closed his eyes tightly and meditated, trying to search for everything about last night from the fragmentary memory.

As the thinking gradually deepened, the fragmented memories gradually converged like puzzles, and the veins of thinking gradually became clearer.

"It's Natasha."

His lips moved slightly, Jiang Chen muttered to himself, and looked around, but neither on the bed nor on the floor, she was nowhere to be seen.

Last night, it was Natasha who knocked on his door and went to the kitchen to fill a bowl of noodles, followed by a bottle of vodka from the fridge...... These trivial matters were irrelevant, Jiang Chen remembered that he had two drinks with her later, listened to her talk about the things of her childhood for a while, and then ...... Then both of them were drunk, and he couldn't remember who took the initiative first, but he remembered that the two of them finally hugged each other and rolled onto the carpet, and he seemed to hurt her.

"I ...... Is this a trick? Jiang Chen smiled slightly bitterly and reached out against his forehead, which was still a little heavy. Although he almost crossed the boundary of friendship with her countless times, he never imagined that he would end up crossing in such a way.

For such a result, Jiang Chen didn't have any emotions such as embarrassment and regret in his heart, he was never the kind of person who started to be hypocritical after eating. The only regret is that I didn't leave any deep impression last night, and when I woke up, there was no one left, which is really a loss.

"Okay, how do you say hello when we meet in a while...... Hold the grass. ”

When he got out of bed, he suddenly didn't stand firm, and Jiang Chen almost fell.

After getting dressed, Jiang Chen went to the bathroom to wash his face, and after washing up briefly, he turned around and went around to the kitchen. It was half past ten, a little before lunch, and he decided to eat something to cushion his stomach first. However, when he opened the refrigerator and swept his eyes over the wine bottle, he was suddenly stunned.

One, two, three, four...... Four?

Jiang Chen rubbed his eyes.

Not to be mistaken, it was indeed four bottles.

He clearly remembered that these four bottles of vodka were brought to him by the logistics staff of his base when he went to a nearby town to purchase.

This kind of wine made from potatoes tastes spicy to drink, Jiang Chen himself doesn't like to drink it, and the reason why he puts a few bottles in the refrigerator is mainly for Natasha, who often comes to eat and drink. Now, however, he has no less than a bottle of vodka in the fridge, which he drank last night......

With a slight movement in his heart, Jiang Chen suddenly thought of something, threw the refrigerator door and rushed to the position of the entrance.

Natasha's shoes were not here as expected, and Jiang Chen rushed to the corridor without even changing his shoes, turning in front of Natasha's door.

"Natasha—"

He had just reached out and knocked on the door, and it opened on its own.

Jiang Chen was slightly stunned, and walked towards the house.

Two pairs of shoes were missing from the entryway, and the suitcase leaning against the shoe cabinet was gone.

The curtains in the living room were drawn, the light in the room was very dim, Jiang Chen turned around in every room, and even looked for the toilet, but still found no trace of Natasha. Entering her bedroom again, Jiang Chen reached out and opened the wardrobe.

I saw that there was only one pajama left in the closet, the same one she wore last night, and the rest of the clothes were all gone.

It was clear that she was gone.

"Did I say anything out of the box last night? Don't just leave without saying hello. Jiang Chen shook his head with a wry smile and sat on her bed.

All the clues point to one point, that is, Natasha has said goodbye and has been ready since last night.

The bottle of wine she had brought with her contained a medicine with "special ingredients", and it was also a benign medicine that would not trigger her own immune mechanism. And the reason why she did this is probably to say goodbye to herself.

This is also what Jiang Chen is most afraid of.

What exactly is it to go that she is going to say goodbye in this way. It's not just a goodbye, the night seems to make up for some kind of regret. In other words, when she left, she was already prepared for the worst of "never coming back".

"Grass!"

Jiang Chen slammed his fist against the wall, and even the wardrobe next to him was shaken.

As early as in Moscow, he found out that Natasha might be in trouble. He originally thought it was just a small problem such as a father-daughter conflict, and when she needed her help, she would naturally ask herself for help, but she didn't expect that the trouble she encountered was not a small problem at all, and this chick was stubborn until the last moment without mentioning a word.

If she encounters any trouble, as long as she is willing to speak, she will not be able to turn a blind eye. But she chose the most difficult path and faced it alone, is this chick full of bubbles in her head?

Well, now he doesn't even know where she went.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Chen raised his index finger and put it on his temple, trying to recall every detail of last night, trying to uncover the veil.

Just then, footsteps could be heard outside the room.

Jiang Chen raised his head and saw Aisha standing at the door, looking at him with a confused expression.

"I see you're not in the house, her door is just open...... What happened? Seeing that Jiang Chen's face was not very good-looking, Aisha hurriedly walked to his side and sat down, squeezed his hand, and asked with concern.

Jiang Chen patted her hand lightly, signaling her not to worry, and after adjusting her mood, he spoke.

"Aisha, did you see Natasha when you came?"

Aisha shook her head, looked up and looked around the room, when she saw the open wardrobe, she suddenly understood something, squeezed Jiang Chen's hand slightly, and looked at him seriously with sapphire eyes, "When did she leave?" ”

"Morning ...... Maybe last night. ”

"I'll help you get her back."

Aisha stood up and prepared to leave. However, Jiang Chen didn't let go of her hand and pulled her back who was about to leave.

"What's the hurry, you don't even know where she is, how can you get her back?"

"But ......"

"Let the ghosts of Moscow keep an eye out, and if she is back in Moscow, then leave her alone."

Of all the possibilities, this is the most optimistic. If she hadn't returned to Moscow, there was a good chance that . Nine, she has now crossed the border and headed for the Donetsk region of Ukraine.

"I'll go." Aisha nodded.

"Don't panic, there's one more thing. Look someone up for me. ”

"Who?"

"Marina. If I'm not mistaken, she should be Natasha's mother......"

(Yesterday, when I wrote about the MiG-29 cannon, I dropped a prefix, it was 30x160mm, and when I pressed the backspace key, I accidentally lost the "30x", which was a pure mistake...... But then again, no one really thinks 160mm as a cannon caliber, right? That's too big, too. Ahem, my pot. (To be continued.) )