Yan Feng is a businessman and an intelligence officer of the Central Army.

He has been lurking too far away for two years, and has sent a lot of information to the Central Army.

He was not yet thirty years old, but he had already made up to become a fifty-year-old man, and at the moment he was trembling holding his ticket and waiting for the ticket gate to open.

Last night, the devil broke into the search, and the intelligence station where he was was exposed was exposed.

During the search, the cunning devils discovered the radio station hidden by their intelligence station.

Radio stations are not firearms, they are specially regulated items.

If you find a radio station that doesn't have a backup, then you must be a spy!

Yan Feng was quite agile, and when he found that the situation was not good, he immediately broke out of the window and disappeared into the vast night.

As for his comrades-in-arms who were in the same intelligence station as him, they were ruthlessly abandoned by him.

After a night of worry, he felt that he couldn't stay like this, and he had to run.

Because if he is caught by the devil gendarme, he will have to take off a layer of skin even if he doesn't die, and he has not heard of anyone who can survive the torture of the gendarmes.

So when it was just dawn, he swept away all the money and ran away from the intelligence station.

Sure enough, shortly after he left, the gendarmerie surrounded the safe house where he was staying.

It's too far to stay and should be fled.

Intelligence work is too dangerous!

In the past two years, he has been living in a state of fear every day, and it can be said that there has not been a single day of sleep in the past 700 days, but he will wake up when there is a little wind and grass.

I don't want to do it anymore, I want to stop.

I want to find a place to live the rest of my life.

The business that is too far away has the support of the central army, and it can be regarded as making a lot of money, which is usually used as activity funds. But now all this money has been taken out by him, and it has been replaced with American knives, about more than 3,000. When withdrawing money, he was also frightened, afraid that the devil would be arrested when he withdrew money.

Fortunately, everything went well, the money was taken out, and the train tickets were bought.

It's only a step away from being too far away!

The crowd surged, and he trembled and followed the flow of people towards the gate.

When he bought the third-class ticket to Yanjing this time, it was not that he had no money, but that he didn't want to be too ostentatious before leaving too far. The reason why he chose the third-class seat is because the third-class seat is mixed with dragons and snakes, and there are many people, even if there is an accident, it is convenient for him to escape.

The process of checking the ticket was unusually long, and every time the eyes of the gendarmes swept by, he deliberately avoided it to avoid attracting unnecessary attention.

There was no danger all the way, in the process of checking the ticket, there were no accidents, and he also walked out of the gate smoothly and saw the train, the train heading to Yanjing.

Looking up at the sky, it was already evening, and at this moment the sky was already dark, and the bright moon had quietly risen. With the appearance of the train, the crowd around me also began to rush over like a tide.

The starry sky tonight is unusually bright, and only half of the moon hangs coldly in the night sky, emitting a cold light.

At this moment, it looks like a crystal longbow, with the bowstring on the left and the bow back on the right.

Over time, it gets bigger and brighter.

After midnight, the dining car was exceptionally quiet, and Yan Feng couldn't stand the noise of the third-class compartment and went to work here to make up the ticket.

At this time, he was still dressed as an old man, and for safety, he also deliberately paid a lot of money to charter a whole soft sleeper box.

The long-term high tension was exhausting, and after making up the ticket, he couldn't help but ask for a bottle of red wine.

Driving at night, the lights were ajar, and in the dim and dim light, Yan Feng found that there was a young girl at the next table.

The girl is not very old, at most twenty years old, her long hair is casually draped, and she looks particularly casual and lazy with a white shirt.

She sat alone by the window, drinking red wine, staring blankly out of the window.

Maybe it was the effect of alcohol, the girl's face was flushed, and there was a trace of sorrow on the corner of her mouth, which made people feel the urge to come forward and take pity at first glance.

At this moment, in addition to the attendants on duty, the dining car is also left with Yan Feng and this girl who looks pitiful.

The wheels made a rumbling sound when they pressed against the rails, Yan Feng picked up the red wine and sat opposite the girl, poured himself a glass of wine, and then raised his glass, "Miss, are you alone?" ”

The girl slowly turned her head, looked at Yan Feng with a pair of big confused eyes, did not speak, but picked up the wine glass and touched him.

Yan Feng smiled and took a sip.

The girl, on the other hand, smiled contemptuously and drained the glass of wine.

It's a little embarrassing, everyone else has done it, but I'm here again, it's really embarrassing.

Pick up the glass again and drain the wine from the glass.

The girl smiled, picked up her wine bottle, poured herself a glass, and then looked at Yan Feng with a smile.

The girl's eyes were expectant and ambiguous, and there was an indescribable temptation in the dim light.

Pouring the wine and re-raising the wine glass, Yan Feng opened his mouth and asked, "I see that Miss has been looking out of the window just now, is there any special scenery?" ”

"Nothing special, just homesick." The girl's voice was mournful, crisp with a deep sense of nostalgia.

When Yan Feng heard this voice, he couldn't help but follow a hint of Ji Dong.

Because he's homesick too.

Looking at the girl, Yan Feng asked curiously, "Where is the girl's home?" ”

"East!" The girl looked out of the dark window again and said quietly.

"Where's the east?"

"It's far away, it's just a small mountain village compared to it." The girl said in a surging voice.

Her voice was very peaceful, and she couldn't hear joy, anger and sorrow, perhaps it was precisely because of this calmness that Yan Feng's interest was aroused, so he asked: "One side of the water and soil supports one side of the people, presumably the village where the girl lives must be a beautiful place." ”

"It's a really beautiful place, with mountains and water, and many rustic villagers."

"Do you want to go back?" Yan Feng asked.

"I can't go back yet!" The girl's tone became a little helpless, like a kitten lying on a tree, waiting for passers-by to rescue her.

"Why?" Yan Feng asked.

The girl picked up the wine glass and turned it gently, "Maybe, it's for money, maybe it's for ideals, who knows?" ”

For money?

From the moment Yan Feng saw the girl, he had the idea of wanting to take her into his arms.

As he talked, this thought became stronger and stronger.

When the girl mentioned money, Yan Feng felt as if he had found a breakthrough.

"How much does the girl need?"

"A lot, a lot, maybe you can barely meet the requirements by counting all the gold in China." The girl said with a smile, then took a big sip from her glass.

"Haha, the girl is really joking, I mean really, if you need money, I can still help."

Yan Feng's words didn't attract the girl's attention at all, she was still holding the wine glass, shaking it gently, "Isn't Mr. Yan here to drink?" Why do you talk about money, could it be that Mr. Yan thinks I'm one of those dusty women? ”

The girl's words made Yan Feng feel embarrassed instantly, so he hurriedly picked up the wine glass, "It's me who was wrong, punish yourself with a glass." ”

After Yan Feng picked up the wine glass, the girl also raised the wine glass and touched him, "I'll accompany you." ”

"Woo~"

A crisp crash echoed through the carriage.

The two smiled at each other and drank the red wine from their glasses.

The girl didn't say much, but it always carried an inexplicable contagion, making Yan Feng's emotions fluctuate up and down with her words.

The two bottles of red wine gradually bottomed out, and the girl's face was still slightly red, but at this time, Yan Feng was already drunk, his eyelids were lowered, and he was trying to hold on.

"Mr. Yan seems to be drunk, why don't we go back and rest." The girl's eyebrows were lowered, her eyes were slightly provocative, and she said to Yan Feng with a hint of temptation.

Looking at the wine bottle that had bottomed out, Yan Feng stammered a little and said, "Okay, Miss Bu, you.... Which ..... are you in? Carriage, I'll send you back. With that, he staggered to his feet.

After taking two steps, I found that I was top-heavy and unstable, and I subconsciously wanted to find something to help.

"I'm sorry!" Yan Feng realized that he had knocked down a place that he shouldn't have touched, and quickly apologized.

The girl smiled generously, didn't care, but said, "It's okay, I think I'll send Mr. Yan back." ”

Yan Feng shook his head, wanting to excuse himself, but found that the girl had already put his arm up.

"Thank you, Miss Bu, soft sleeper 2 cars and 9 compartments." As he spoke, Yan Feng picked up his suitcase and walked towards the sleeper car with the girl.

In the No. 9 box, the girl gently put Yan Feng on the bed, and then sat opposite him.

Yan Feng saw that the girl didn't leave, and a metaphor slowly rose in his heart, "Why didn't the girl go, could it be ....." As he spoke, he slowly stretched out his hand to the girl.

The girl didn't hide, but just stroked her hair charmingly, "Does Mr. Yan like me?" ”

The girl's charming voice made Yan Feng feel a heat coming from his lower abdomen, "I like it, I like it so much, I liked you from the first time I saw you." ”

The girl gently took his hand and asked softly, "Then do you know who I am?" ”

"Your surname is Bu! ..... Bu" Yan Feng rubbed his head and began to recall the conversation with the girl, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't remember that the girl had said her full name, but just told him that his surname was Bu.

"I don't remember, please tell the girl, I won't forget this time."

"My name is Shiranui Illusion." The girl said vigorously, but at this moment his tone was no longer as weak as just now, but with a cold murderous intent.

"Shiranui .... Fantasy!? After Yan Feng muttered these words, he instantly felt a chill rush from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Wine, sober.

"Are you..... Dongying people! Yan Feng said that he was about to touch the knife, but when he touched the place where the knife was hidden, he found that the knife was missing.

Turning his head, he saw that Phantom Ji was playing with his knife in his hand at the moment, "You're right, but there is no reward." As he spoke, he took the knife and slashed his throat gently, and then a smear of blood flowed down the wound.

Yan Feng is also a trained intelligence officer, although the situation in front of him was unexpected, he was still able to calm down quickly, and he looked at Phantom Ji seriously: "Let me go, all the money on me is yours!" ”

Phantom took the knife away and asked, "How much money do you have!" ”

"3,000 US dollars!"

"It's too little, I don't want a beautiful knife!"

"And what do you want?"

"I think you should know?"

"No way, I can't betray my comrades."

"Comrade? Is that what your Central Executive Committee's Bureau of Investigation and Statistics calls your accomplices? Phantom Ji smiled and kept comparing it in front of Yan Feng's eyes with a knife.

Yan Feng wanted to resist, but after several attempts, he was easily suppressed by Phantom Ji, and in the end, he simply didn't resist and accepted his fate!

Looking at the enchanting Phantom Ji opposite, he was very unwilling.

Because he is still very satisfied with his disguise this time, he thinks that ordinary people will not see through it.

Thinking that death would also be clear, he asked, "..... you How did you find me? ”

Phantom Ji opened her mouth, blinked her eyes, thought for a moment, and then said playfully: "That can only say that you are unlucky, you met me, and if someone else's words, maybe you will get over the lake." Saying that, Phantom Ji stretched out a hand and pressed it on his face a few times, and after a few clicks, Phantom Ji Yanran in front of him had become another person.

"Got it? Your clumsy disguise in front of me can only make the class man get an axe. This time, the words were a little cold, and the emphasis of the voice also changed a lot, with the just changed appearance, it was like a different person.

Seeing such a method, Yan Feng said decisively: "I admit it!" ”

"Then be honest!" With that, Phantom Ji put the knife on his neck again.

"Okay, I'll hand it over...."Before he finished speaking, Yan Feng twisted his neck, and the sharp blade cut his throat, and blood sprayed Phantom Ji's body.

When Yan Feng fell, he had a smile on his face: "I.... I'm afraid of pain.... But long.... The pain is better than the short... It hurts, haha..."

Yan Feng fell on the bed, and his consciousness began to freeze, but his heart was clear at this time, and he felt that he did not have the cultivation of being sorry.

Phantom Ji looked at Yan Feng, who was about to die, and couldn't help but have a trace of admiration in her heart.

She didn't expect Yan Feng to die so decisively, without a trace of hesitation, maybe just like he said before he died, long pain is better than short pain, if he really entered the gendarmerie, then what was waiting for him was not as simple as death.

Reaching out and closing his still open eyes, Phantom Ji began to search herself.

Although the man is dead, Phantom still hopes to find something valuable in him.

However, apart from money, she didn't seem to have found anything of value.

"Drinking is a mistake!" Phantom Ji muttered quietly, and then began to undress, and after a while, she took off her blood-stained blouse, and then picked up a set of Yan Feng's changed clothes and changed them on her body.

It's a little big, and it doesn't fit, but no matter how bad it is, it's better than going out with blood all over your body.

flipped over a knife flower, put the knife in her hand in Yan Feng's hand, and faked it as a suicide, then she picked up her bloody clothes, opened the car window, and jumped out.

When the window fell, the No. 9 private room returned to its original calm.

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