Volume 2 Time Chapter 09 Far Away
"Accompany me to fishing?" In the morning, Shuliang cleaned up and said to the Nalan flowers who were cleaning up charcoal in the yard.
"Huh? Where to? Right now? Nalanhua stopped, turned to look at Shuliang, and then looked at the weather. Shuliang chuckled, leaned against the door, and crossed his arms without answering.
"Ahh I remember! Dahua jumped up excitedly: "You really... You promised me!? ”
Shu Liang watched jumping and jumping, ran over to hug his big flower, and stopped: "Stay away from me!" ”
"No!" Nalan didn't care so much, jumped and hugged Shuliang, held Shuliang's face with blackened fingers, and kissed it.
The atmosphere was instantly embarrassing, and when Nalanhua came back to her senses, she found that the temperature between the two had plummeted, the same temperature as the ice ridge hanging under the eaves. Her body stiffened a little, her face was red, and she slowly let go of the arm that hugged Shuliang, not daring to look at him again.
"This is the first time! And for the last time! Shuliang turned around, retracted the knife into his cuffs, and walked into the room. Nalan Hua stood on the spot, her ears buzzing, and the words were cold and cone into her heart.
Shuliang went out, carried a black backpack, walked out of the door alone, stood still again, looked back at Nalanhua, who was still standing, and tilted his head slightly. The orchid is like a dying old tree watered by the spring breeze, sending out tender shoots.
Nalanhua kept saying goodbye to her neighbors and friends who came to say goodbye, looking at familiar faces and familiar places, without a trace of sadness.
"Go back, I don't want eggs... Oh, what is this, Nalan Kang, what are you doing with your wolf fur, laughing to death! ”
"Aunt Nine, don't let it go, I can't stuff it, Uncle Nine still wants to eat... You see Uncle Nine is angry, hahaha..."
"Aunt Zhu, you... What are you bringing rhubarb for? I don't want chickens..."
"Hahaha... I'm leaving, I'll pick you up when I'm ready!" "When I speak doesn't count!"
"You, don't chirp all day long, where to find a wife!" "Third aunt... I'm leaving! ”
"Yikes! What kind of door are you locking, there's nothing for anyone to steal... It's all right to come to the thief! ”
"Don't worry about it, maybe you won't be able to come back...""What's there to be sad about... What are you crying about? ”
"Be happy, wish I was back?!" "Gone!"
“...”
This girl originally went out with a bag and two sets of clothes, but now she doesn't have two big bags. Shuliang stood in the distance, watching her say goodbye to them, and gradually turned his head to look in the direction of home...
Nalanhua left Tunzi, finally leaving her Tunzi, and they followed the narrow gravel road, in the direction of the rising sun...
In the evening, they got out of the car and transferred to the train...
"Do you want to go back for two more days, while the car hasn't left yet?" Shu Liang sat by the window and looked at her. This was the first thing he took the initiative to say to Nalanhua in the past half a day.
Nalan Hua glanced at him: "Are you going to sell me?" ”
The book is silent. Nalanhua said again: "Then don't persuade me to turn back... I finally mustered up the courage to say goodbye and plucked up the courage to follow you... Don't persuade me to go back! ”
Shu Liang looked at her face and reached out to wipe away her tears: "Returning is freedom..."
Nalan Hua arched into his arms, crying very tangled. Shu Liang didn't refuse, grabbed her thin shoulder, and patted her gently.
"You're a brave girl!" Shuliang looked out the car window, and the scenery was regressing: "Time never treats the brave brave!" ”
"Really?" Nalanhua raised her face: "Will I really like myself in the future?" How can you be sure? ”
"I'm not sure, you can only walk your own way, that's your own choice... What you can do is to keep the suffering and move forward, but don't forget who you were when you came. Shu Liang looked at her: "Don't forget to look out the window!" ”
"You know what..."Nalanhua looked at the car window and looked at his emaciated and handsome face reflected on it: "You look like a monster who has grown into a spirit, I look in the direction you guided... I don't know what's there, but I'm willing to believe..."
"What I took away is a big flower, and the Nalan flower is still in the tunzi... The futu
e of you waiti
g fo
you i
the futu
e (You in the future, waiting for you in the future)..."Shu Liang lightly tried the tears that hung on her cheeks.
"What do you mean... How do you say it's always been so far... Far away, I can't see it..."Nalanhua was confused.
"Who can see it, he can't see it, we can't see it..."Shu Liang looked into the distance...
... ...
"Tanigawa... Why did you do this, it is understood that He Lao is not this kind of person, and he can't do such a thing, the second-generation person in line is deceased, and He Jianmin is not this kind of person in the same ladder, so who will it be? Pepper thought about it carefully...
"Is Tanigawa's third-generation successor?"
"It doesn't make sense, Tanigawa doesn't lack that money, what's the reason?" Pepper, who couldn't figure it out, put the problem on hold for the time being, and at this time he was sitting in a building 100 meters opposite Ivankov's house, which had a wide view, and was the only house closest to his house on the Neva River, and Pepper was very careful and cautious to observe the 'butcher' in Cha Aihua's mouth.
Ivankov did not look at all old in keeping with his actual age. This guy is running in the gym on the first floor, and unlike most old Russian men, he doesn't have excess fat on his body, and he doesn't have an alcohol-red face, and his bare upper body shows that he is very strong, and he also pays great attention to maintaining his figure and health. Such a cruel and self-denying person is terrible, Pepper carefully analyzed and summarized, and the information he received showed that this Ivankov had a very deep connection with the part of the people he was looking for.
This old fox built his house on the banks of the Neva River. Although sniping is possible on a pleasure boat, it is only for the gentle current, and it is no joke to snipe on the Neva River, which has a huge flow of water all year round.
Pepper has been here for more than ten days, and has a general understanding of his living habits. That old man is very self-denying, and there are not many people who can admire Pepper, this guy is half.
"If you don't have this fatal heel, you're an absolutely tough opponent..."
"In this way, I have to plan well for you, choose a good time, and send you on the road baby..."
Pepper waited patiently, waiting for Ivankov to leave his "castle". This old thief built his house very solid, surrounded by three secret posts, and there were snipers at the top all the time, this guy has gone to such great lengths to surround himself inside, unless he is a member of the intelligence agency, and the position is not low...
Pepper is calculating, planning, and has been repeatedly deducing and succeeding. In fact, no matter whether he succeeds or not, what awaits him is probably the crazy revenge of the entire Soviet Russian intelligence system.
It's like a jungle bear, if you want to eat honey, don't be afraid of being stung, if you don't have that ability, just keep your distance and watch, otherwise you can't live together safely...
The tiger is a ferocious king in the jungle, and once it leaves the jungle, it is a flower cat, but it is not as good as a flower cat. At a very young age, that's how Pepper said to his third grandfather...
Now, it's up to who is more patient. Pepper doesn't think he's a good Assassin, but he's definitely a good hunter. tempered in the mountains of Yunnan Province, he has become a calm and calm hunter with a perversion.
For the tasks assigned by the old men, he could lie in one place for seventeen days in a row, just to wait for a forest snake to return to its nest. After culling, he stripped off the snake skin and carried it back to his residence, where he ate the roasted snake meat under the astonishment of the three old men. He didn't know it at the time, it was the old men's agitation method, and the three old men were always behind him to prevent accidents. But he was used to it, and he liked to look at the surprised eyes of the old men.
Half a month later, the gloomy sky of the Holy Castle finally couldn't hold the dampness, and a light rain was dripping. This made the late autumn in Soviet Russia colder than in other countries, and the dark night also drew the curtain in due time, covering the entire sky, matching the weather and acting as a demon.
Ivankov's courtyard came three off-road vehicles, all Mercedes-Benz G series, tall and coordinated black body wrapped around a grumpy V8 heart, beating violently.
Pepper smiled: "You are a mallet, you finally can't bear the loneliness, the beauties sent every day can't hide your prodigal heart, I want to ask you personally." If the answer is my liking, maybe, I'll give you a free dance..."
At night, Pepper followed the departing convoy, and at the corner of the Neva bridge, he nailed a satellite positioning device into the last car, he put away the catapult, dismantled it, and was still in the Neva River. When you're done, abandon the car.
He slowly leaned over, took out a bottle of strong liquor from his backpack, held it in his hand, and stopped the car on the side of the street. Drivers here like to take such drunks, and it's best to sleep like a drunken bear when you get into the car, so that everything on the passengers belongs to the taxi driver. At this time, the driver was already thinking about it, and after he succeeded, it would be a big deal to throw him to the next block.
Pepper tilted her neck, got into the car with a wine bottle, and told the driver to drive forward. The driver answered excitedly, following the direction he had guided, sometimes to the east, sometimes to the west, and sometimes in circles. The driver was not annoyed at all, he had already looked at Pepper's backpack more than once, and the rearview mirror was full of greed. He waited patiently, soon, soon, almost fell asleep, baby...
But, an hour has passed, why hasn't this damn 'Mongol' drunk yet? The driver was a little impatient and his concentration was getting worse and worse. Finally, under the command of this 'Mongolian Yankee', when he turned a corner, he hit a black luxury SUV parked on the side of the street. The driver was dumbfounded, he had to stop, this street was a rich area, he couldn't afford to mess with it, if he ran away like this, if he was found to catch up, he would be thrown into the snow forest to feed the bears! He cursed and turned off the fire, and in a fit of rage, he slammed the door and got out of the car.
The owner of the car who heard the vehicle alarm came out, not one, but a group. Seven people, Pepper rolled her drunken eyes, staring at them through the rear window. After the man in black went out, he stood in two superimposed diamond-shaped tactical formations, two Soviet anti-terrorist-troop-type Vityaz charge-front guns, and one GSh-18 hand-gun on each waist. If Pepper guessed correctly, they must have had a ballistic-style-saber stuck in the scabbard of their right ankle.
The driver was startled by them, but only explained with a reluctance, pointing his finger into the car. He was picked up by a man in black with one hand, slammed into his front hood, and bounced back to the ground of the road. The unlucky bastard staggered for a while, but didn't get up. Another man in black pulled out Pepper, who had just exposed half of his body and had not yet fully gotten out of the car, grabbed him by the neck, and pressed it against the door. Pepper's hands and feet struggled in a hurry, the wine in his left hand spilled the other party's face, taking advantage of the gap, he reflexively broke free and carried the backpack, and ran away, with laughter and scolding behind him...
"Dead hair! It's not small! Pepper soothed her aching throat with her hand, looked up at the sky, and scolded in a low voice: "Lao Tzu is very vindictive!" ”