Ye Xiao and them are still in Kyoto.

Huo Siran, who was already sitting in the car, pondered these words with scarlet eyes, opened his thin lips lightly, and asked, "Where?" ”

"Penglai Island has been almost razed to the ground, and the vicinity is full of uninhabitable and restricted islands, with no place to hide...... So we speculate that it's within the surface of Kyoto—somewhere we don't know how to do it. ”

Huo Siran's dark eyes swept out the window, and spit out a firm word: "Check." Da"

Han Feng held his breath again and again, his expression was embarrassed and solemn, and he tried his best to slow down the speed of the car in the space where he was about to drive away, staring at the door of Qin Fangrong's house, and finally couldn't help but say, "Chief, have you already decided?" In fact, sometimes, some people don't have to listen to their opinions, they don't see what the big picture is, they only start from their own feelings, and they don't think about how difficult it is to implement some decisions with you. ”

He didn't know what he wanted to do, but the pressure from the outside world coupled with the countries. The monitoring and persecution of the military representatives, any tough action by him Huo Siran is equivalent to self-destruction, can those people know the way?

Huo Siran raised his eyes when he heard this, staring at him through the rearview mirror, and the words spit out from his thin lips were dull and fluttering-

"Do you think it will be Qin Fangrong who begged me to save Ye Xiao?"

Han Feng was stunned, isn't the emotion revealed in his black eyes called?

And then, it was like a muffled thunder, shocked.

Because if it weren't for the Ye family and his wife, then there would be only one person who could shake Huo Siran and make him make a decision for it.

She has been in the Qin family for four years, and it is not an exaggeration to ask the chief to keep Ye Xiao safe, but does she know what the current situation of Lu Dao is? Right now......

Han Feng didn't even dare to think about it, his heart trembled slightly, and he finally knew what he wanted to do, his eyes were forced to be a little moist, he clenched the steering wheel, and said with a light smile: "Then I will follow you, the chief." ”

- He had applied to Deputy Secretary Cen from his imprisonment in the synagogue hall, and the first order he had given him was to check the specific location of the detained special forces soldiers.

Huo Siran closed his eyes and leaned back in the back seat: "Drive." ”

"Chief's ......"

"Zhilu Dao, why don't I let you follow me in this exercise?" Huo Siran opened his sharp eyes and stared at him, sneering and putting his elbows on his knees, "Something will happen to me, did I warn you?" Now it's just because you haven't come down yet, you Hanfeng is still my personal guard, I just instructed you to do something, if you want to share life and death with me, it's better to get out now. ”

"You want to come down with me and see how the military region will become a miasma in the future? You can dream about it. You all remember this matter, keep me out of it. ”

He was scolding him, scolding him sparingly, Han Feng knew it.

But he couldn't do it, so he just stood by.

Gritting his teeth tightly and swallowing all the words back into his stomach, he didn't say a word, just drove the car away steadily and stubbornly, but the decision in his heart had already been made without authorization!

………………

Gradually waking up from the severe pain, the muscles and bones of the whole body seemed to be broken and reshaped, and the slightest movement was like a feeling of hurting the muscles and bones, running all over the limbs.

The bullet is embedded in the flesh, there is no bullet removal process, no anti-inflammatory treatment, Ye Xiao's face is as white as a layer of silver, dripping with sweat, when he wakes up, he only hears the faint sound of waves in the distance, when he opens his eyes, the iron bars of the prison and the cold cement floor are shaking in front of him, he wants to turn over, but he tore the gunshot wound in his left shoulder, "ah" and fell back to the ground with a scream, and the back of his head hit the cement board and couldn't resist the sharp pain of the bullet drilling into the flesh.

Since he was captured that day, he has been in this small two-meter-wide cell, surrounded by a wall, and the steep green fields loom outside the wall, as if they were standing in the air.

The sound of the waves seemed to be an illusion, but it also seemed to be real, Ye Xiao was afraid that he was too injured and heard an auditory hallucination.

"Vice-platoon, vice-platoon." There was movement next door, and it was his comrades-in-arms who often joked about him in the team and said that he was going to be promoted.

"......" Ye Xiao was in cold sweat in pain, but he still turned over and knelt up against the handcuffs, and his gritted teeth and stoic voice made people's hearts tremble, "Hmm......"

"How are you injured? Do you know where we are? The exercise should be over, let's ......"

There was also movement in the single room across a wall on the right, a rude sneer, "I have never been in prison in my life, and the first time I was in prison was to be a prisoner of war, huh?" It was obviously the voice of their platoon commander, and after regaining a little strength, he hit the iron bar with handcuffs and was extremely vicious.

On the left, he said: "I heard about the platoon commander, when I pulled us over to take pictures that day, I heard the people next to me say that this time we were taken as prisoners of war on purpose, as if there was a major accident in the military exercise, and they wanted to exchange us with the Chinese side." ”

"For what?" Ye Xiao's face was hard to see, and his voice was hoarse like sand and slowly spit out a few words.

"It must be something that can't be replaced, have you heard of it? There are only gods of war who died in battle in the special forces forces, and there are no captured prisoners, and there has been no movement for so many days. That self-deprecating tone seemed to have seen his own death.

A few of the cells began to babble.

Ye Xiao's face was pale, and he said "shut up" coldly, his voice was hoarse and low but penetrating, and when he was quiet, he said: "None of you will die faster than me, don't curse yourself like that......"

To say that he Ye Xiao is not afraid, it may be unlikely. After all, he is only 21 years old, and his life doesn't seem to have begun yet.

"Ye Xiao." The platoon commander's voice became nervous, "Haven't you dealt with that shot yet?" If it goes on like this, it will become inflamed or even block the blood vessels and become disabled, so call someone immediately. ”

"TMD is not the prisoner's name," Ye Xiao screamed as he lay on his back on the ground in pain, his eyes were scarlet, and he curled up stubbornly to the other side, "I'm fine...... I'm ok......"

When the pain was extreme, he couldn't hear or see anything, only the illusion in his mind, he saw that he was practicing sanda with a person in his small courtyard, she was still slender in sportswear, her beautiful eyes were as clear as if they had been washed with water, and with the strength of the hard kick on the hand pad, sweat oozed from the side of her face and neck a little bit, and her stubborn eyes were so tempting and seductive...... The picture suddenly turned to the bus he was sitting on back to the military region, he hugged her and confessed to her, her eyes were blank for a moment but he only hesitated, he thought she was just hesitating, as long as he was a little firmer, a little more firm, she would know that she should look forward, and she would follow him.

That day, will it be a dream?

He doesn't want to.

His body trembled because of the severe pain, or maybe it was because he was too frightened as a result of this death, Ye Xiao put his head against the ground, gritting his teeth to prevent himself from making a sound. The emotions that I have endured have been stretched to the extreme.

A black helicopter hovered from outside, searched the nearby waters and then circled off.

It seems to be unintentional, but the picture that should be ingested has been recorded exactly ......

………………

Near the cliffs of the Corniche, there are many villas, and there are waves at the bottom of the cliffs.

The villas are built halfway up the mountain, and have been idle here by unknown wealthy buyers, who occasionally come here for a vacation when they are in the mood.

That desolation, Huo Siran has seen it.

Four years ago, when Gu Jingsheng was rounded up, that road, that villa group, and that section of the cliff.

The video data is too blurry.

But Huo Siran maybe, starting from a certain factor in his heart, is willing to believe.

No one knows that when Lu Dao was more than three years ago, he once wanted to know what was under the cliff of Lu Dao, no one knew that Lu Dao had been there by himself, thinking if there was such an absurd possibility, Jing Sheng did not die, he fell, was rescued, and continued his life in a place where he did not know Lu Dao.

When Han Feng walked in, he saw the man sitting against the table, slowly closing the notebook and pressing it aside.

He breathed hard, not knowing what he was looking at.

"The meeting is about to begin, and the secretary called you over." It is now the morning of the third day, and there is only half a day left before the deadline given by the other party, and if there is no result, those hostages will be in danger.

Huo Siran nodded and got up.

Han Feng stayed in the room, staring at the notebook, and even wanted to secretly open it after he left.

"Leave it on." A cold voice came from behind him, Han Feng trembled, and even his five fingers that were unintentionally stretched out couldn't help but clench, and he turned his head to look at him with a weak heart.

"Go get the car ready, and clear the access control, I might use it when I get back."

What is it used for?

Although Han Feng would be frightened by his orders and decisions now, thinking that he just wanted to avoid imprisonment and drive out, nothing should happen, so he immediately smiled lightly and responded: "Okay." ”

But if he had known what he was going to do at the time, perhaps, he would not have agreed to die.