On a three-kilometer-long remote road in the western district of Vladivostok, dozens of families are scattered and scattered. At a glance, you can see that the people who live here are all well-off families, and the houses are all two-story brick and concrete huts, each with its own yard.

The sun is burning on the horizon, and the stars have not yet receded. The faint morning light shines on the hard road, and a thick layer of white crystals can be seen. The courtyards and roofs of the houses that no one cleaned were covered with thick snow, and many of the ice crystals on the eaves had long since fallen to the ground, showing the majesty of the Soviet ice god.

The sky is not yet fully lit, but I can see everything in this world clearly. The ninth family, from west to east, is Frank Mire's home.

Larissa got out of bed early, and it seemed that her husband had not returned all night. He seems to be busy lately, always with a variety of tasks, and hasn't been home for a long time. There is nothing wrong with this, men should focus on their careers, gain the trust of the organization, make greater dedication, and achieve better results.

During this time, Larissa has always had insomnia and some anemia. A few days ago, it was found out that she was three months pregnant. So she asked the dean for a month off, planning to recuperate at home.

The dean was naturally reluctant to let this skilled surgeon go home for vacation, but thinking that Larisa had always been weak and boneless, and had recently undergone so many ultra-long surgeries one after another, and now that she was pregnant, he was also worried that her body would not be able to support it. If there was anything bad about it, it would be one death and two lives, and he couldn't afford to bear it, so in the end he could only reluctantly agree to Lalisa's request for leave.

Larissa went to the kitchen, got herself some bread and butter, and made herself a cup of coffee from the Americas. No one could say exactly why, and all of a sudden there was a lot of coffee from Cuba on the market. I've never drunk Cuban coffee before, so Larissa bought some home.

As soon as she finished brewing coffee, Larisa suddenly remembered that she was pregnant with Rokka, and coffee didn't seem to be suitable for further drinking. She wished that Frankie Mill was by her side at the moment, so that she could give him her coffee without feeling wasted.

Thinking of this, Larissa instantly thought of one thing, Frankimir seemed to have told her a few days ago, that from today, he would be able to get five days of vacation. Maybe he'll be back soon, maybe by lunch.

Larisa put down her coffee cup and rummaged through the kitchen, looking for what was left in the house. Frankie Mire has a rare time off, and she wants to cook him some good dishes. After searching for most of the day, Larissa found only some potatoes, turnips, onions, two dried herrings and three smoked sausages at home.

Larissa sat in the kitchen, trying to figure out what to cook for Frankimir, forgetting her butter and bread for a moment. Larisa stuck her head out the window and looked at a small iron cage in the corner of the yard, in which three little hens were shivering.

She crossed her fingers, thought about it, and thought that it should be enough to buy some beef in the city. At this moment, she saw two men in black walking into the wooden fence gate painted with white paint and walking towards the house.

"What do you guys do?" Larisa asked aloud as she stood in the kitchen.

"Hello Madam, we are friends of Hei Ju and workers in the zoo." A man with black sunglasses said.

Zoo, Larissa knows what that means. Few people knew that Frankimir had the nickname "Black Chrysanthemum", and there was no doubt that they were indeed friends with Frankimir.

Larisa ran out of the kitchen and busied herself to the living room to open the door for them.

After the door opened, the outfits of the two men in black in front of her made Larisa feel a little strange. They were all dressed in black fur coats, no different from Franky Mir's usual colleagues. His face is full of black sunglasses, Frankimir never wears them, and his gloves and leather boots are also black.

One of them had a silver cane in his hand, the other had nothing in his hands, and both of them were about forty years old, very burly and menacing, and their appearance alone was enough to frighten people.

"Are you here for Franky Mir?" Larisa asked.

"Yes, ma'am, can you let him out for a while?"

"Isn't he supposed to be at the zoo?"

He left before dawn. It was precisely because we couldn't contact him that we rushed over on purpose, and something urgent happened and we needed him to go back to deal with it. ”

"Strange? He's not coming home. ”

"We're coming to him at least two hours after he's gone, can't he be slower than us?"

"I see, maybe it's been delayed on the way. It's cold outside, or you come inside, and I think he'll be back soon. ”

"Is that good? It's so bothering to you. ”

"It's nothing, it's so cold, it's going to freeze, come to the house to warm up, warm up, I just made a fireplace."

"Thank you so much, I'm so embarrassed."

As he spoke, the two men followed Larisa into the house, and when they came to the house, the two of them carefully examined everything around them, as if they wanted to see every corner clearly.

"It's a big house." A man said.

"It's all old houses, a bit old, and there's a lot of dust. Sit down, and I'll bring you a glass of vodka, shall we? ”

"Thank you so much, madam, just a small cup, I really envy Heiju for having such a beautiful wife. Did Black Chrysanthemum really not come back? How did this kid do it, on such a cold day, he was still running around. The man continued to look around vigilantly.

"No, I don't know where he went. I wish he had come back sooner, but you left after him, but you arrived before him, he was good enough. She should go into the kitchen.

Larisa poured a third of the height of vodka in two glass glasses, imported from distant Czechoslovakia.

She returned to the living room, and just as she handed the cup to the man in black, suddenly the man in black grabbed Lalisa's hand.

"Ah, what are you ......" Larisa had a look of horror on her face, and before she could finish speaking, the man pulled out a pistol from his black leather jacket and slammed the butt of the pistol into Larisa's forehead.

Larissa fell to the ground, the wine glass in her hand fell to the ground and shattered, and the splattered broken glass cut Lalisa's white cheek.

Larisa lay on the cold floor, feeling groggy in her head, she wasn't completely unconscious, she tried to wake herself up, followed by a sharp pain in her back.

The man in black stomped on Larisa to prevent her from getting up from the ground, and violently ripped off her pajamas and tied her up with her pajamas. When Larisa is fully awake from her trance, she finds that she has long been tied up and her body cannot move.

"You ...... What do you want to do, and who are you? Larissa asked in horror.

In exchange, it was a heavy slap in the face.

"If you want to live, just keep me quiet." The man in black who slapped Larisa said.

This slap was vicious, without mercy, and blood flowed down the corners of Lalisa's mouth. In just ten minutes, Larisa was already red in many places, her forehead was hit hard by the butt of the gun, her face was cut by glass, and the blood was flowing from the corner of her mouth.

"We said that we are the secret police of the KGB, and this did not lie to you. Tell us where Franky Miir went, that he killed someone, that we are going to arrest him, and that we will not embarrass you as long as you are willing to cooperate? The man in black on crutches said.

Larissa was puzzled to hear it, they said that Franky Mire had killed someone. How is this possible, why should the husband kill for no reason, such a thing cannot happen. These people in front of them must not be the KGB secret police, they are just using the name of the KGB to murder their husbands, there must be no doubt about it.

Thinking so, Larissa saw the man in black take out the KGB badge from inside the leather jacket to further prove to Larisa that they were indeed from the KGB.

"Don't doubt it, do you think it's necessary for us to lie to you in this situation?" The man in black on crutches continued.

"Don't talk nonsense with her, it's better to deal with her first, and then deal with that guy. It's really an out-and-out beauty embryo, and I'm really reluctant to do it. The man in black said as he looked at Larissa with greedy eyes.

"What the hell are you two bastards trying to do?"

"What do you want to do? So what do you say I want to do? The man in black said as he grabbed Larissa's plump breasts hard.

Larisa shrank back sharply and spat at the man in black, spitting on the man's brow. The man in black kicked Larisa in the lower abdomen in a rage, the severe pain made Larisa's whole body spasm, she curled up, her face looked frightened, she was not worried about herself, but worried about the child in her womb.

The man in black pulled a dagger from his waist and used the dagger to cut open Lalisa's petticoat, revealing her fair buttocks and black briefs.

The greedy gaze of the man in black made Larisa feel sick.

In the blink of an eye, the man stripped his pants and untied the pajamas that bound Lalisa's feet, trying to separate her legs.

The moment Lalisa's feet were liberated, she used all her strength to kick the unsuspecting man in black to the ground, she seized the opportunity, turned and fled, and tried her best to call for help.

At this moment, only a gunshot was heard, and Larisa felt something piercing her chest.

Her body began to grow lighter and lighter, and her whole body seemed to float. Things in front of me gradually blurred, and finally only a white expanse remained. It's all gone, and there's nothing to see. Larisa didn't know where she was, let alone what it was.

She didn't understand what was going on, everything in front of her was gone, in an instant, for a moment. She tried to close her eyes, then she tried to open them again, and when she closed them, everything was white, and when she opened them, everything was still white.

What about her home? What about everything in the house? And what about the two ferocious gangsters? Should she be rejoicing or frustrated.

Since she couldn't see her surroundings, she thought that maybe she could see herself, but she withdrew her gaze, but she couldn't find her hands, feet, hips, waist, breasts, or even any of her bodies.

She didn't feel anything, she didn't feel pain, she didn't itch, she didn't feel agitation, she didn't feel calm, she didn't feel cold, she didn't feel heat, she couldn't cry, she couldn't laugh.

She felt that she was far away, far beyond reach, and felt that she was very close, close lips and teeth. She felt that she was huge, big enough to hold the whole universe, and she felt small, small enough to be seen.

What the hell is going on, is this a dream? Are you dreaming? Could it be that everything just now was all a dream, all of this was just her fantasy.

Everything is gone, the unthinkable.