(The third change, owes 14 more, asks for votes)

Sure enough, Murphy's Law was answered.

Something went wrong with Xie Minyun, not that there was anything wrong with Xie Minyun's performance, but that her appearance caused trouble again, although she had already blackened her face a little with a puff according to Cheng Mo's instructions, and cut a rustic Qi bangs by herself, and tried her best to make herself stand less upright, but the light of some overly perfect girls was too difficult to hide.

Even though she was hunched down on the lower bunk, and a group of Russian underworldrs were judging her, some foul language suddenly floated out of the mouths of these unqualified hooligans.

Cheng Mo hid behind, feeling that something was wrong, he had already seen the anger between Xie Minyun's eyebrows, and he had no doubt that if Xie Minyun had a grenade in his hand, he would definitely throw it into the crowd without hesitation.

The little minions also let off their mouths, and they didn't dare to make any actual moves, but the leaders in charge of leading the team had no scruples, and Lazarev, the gangster who had quarreled with Nicholas just now, took the initiative to step forward and participate in the review of Maria Sharapova, played by Xie Minyun, when the KGB agents were questioning, "Hey, little girl! Honestly, you work in that nightclub in Moscow? Say look, I will definitely take care of your business..."

As soon as this sentence came out, Cheng Mo couldn't help but sigh: "It's over, a beautiful woman is really a disaster!"

Xie Minyun also knew that he couldn't go crazy at this time, so he said in Russian with a cold face: "Get out." This is already her lowest level of resistance, in fact, it is not that she doesn't want to scold a little more fiercely, but her level of Russian swear words is really not good, but she has to do it, if she wants to change the location, she must kick the crotch of this short-necked bastard to let him know that some women can't be teased.

Lazarev was unimpressed by Xie Minyun's violence and smiled, "It's dangerous for you to disrespect me like this!"

"I repeat, you get the hell out of here. Surrounded by a group of gangsters, Xie Minyun didn't know what it meant to be afraid, she looked at Lazarev coldly, her face full of contempt and disgust.

The expression is very clear, this is the benefit of not using the face to invert the mold, the face is pasted on the face and has no expression, it is mixed in the past on TV, but it is easy to distinguish in reality, so Kim Enna uses artificial skin to change the local contour, so it basically has no effect on the expression or anything.

"It's exciting...."Lazarev licked his lips, "Looks like I'm going to have to give you an educational lesson alone....."

Seeing that the situation was developing in an uncontrollable direction, Cheng Mo had no choice but to push Nicholas and let him go up to relieve the siege.

Nicholas was already ready, turned his head and smiled ambiguously at Cheng Mo, vigorously lined up the crowd, squeezed into the private room, and grabbed Lazarev's arm, "I said Lazarev, do you know how Varuev died? I don't mind collecting the corpse for you again, but don't affect the progress of the review..."

At this time, Napoleon VII's people suddenly asked Xie Minyun: "Is your hair dyed?"

"Oops!" Cheng Mo's heart hung in his throat, this was really a hundred secrets, he ignored that there were still carriers among the censors, and he could smell the little bit of phenylenediamine that remained, and at this moment the palm of his right hand holding the AK47 handle was full of sweat.

The Evans family didn't know that Kim Euna was dead, and now this was Xie Minyun, so his expression was quite normal.

Fortunately, Xie Minyun was very calm, she nodded, "I just finished auditioning for a movie in Moscow, which requires me to play a nobleman, of course I have to dye my hair in a color that matches my identity....."

The carrier looked Xie Minyun up and down, and continued to ask, "Why do you take the train back to Chita alone?"

Hearing this question, Xie Minyun suddenly broke out, she got up from the bed, and shouted loudly at the group of people standing in the private room: "Why! Why?? I've had enough! My bastard man didn't talk about eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, and the leather company he opened went bankrupt! I owed 350 million yuan, and I ran away with my sister." I don't have anything now! I owe a huge amount of loans, and if it weren't for being put on the bank list of dishonest and restricting high consumption, you think I want to take this shitty train? You think I want to take this shit train and be insulted by you bastards?"

Xie Minyun asked hysterically with a cold face, that tone is not angry and arrogant, it is definitely not okay to let her play other roles, but it is still appropriate to ask her to play this kind of role that is a bit arrogant and willful, and can explode regardless of the occasion.

If Cheng Mo didn't know Xie Minyun's true identity, he would definitely be deceived, because Xie Minyun is also a person who understands micro-expressions now, so her expression and tone are very well done, Cheng Mo didn't expect Xie Minyun to have a little acting talent.

The carrier was also a little confused, he didn't expect the beautiful Russian girl in front of him to react so much, but judging from the performance, it was perfect, and it was absolutely impossible to have anything to do with Shirkov, so he didn't continue to ask.

The silence of Napoleon VII's people also made the KGB a little misunderstood, thinking that the woman in front of him seemed to be nothing to doubt, so he took the lead and walked out of the private room, as for what Lazarev was going to do, he could not control.

Then the carrier also turned around and walked out of the private room, he glanced at Lazarev, and said lightly: "It's better to cause less trouble, and to be able to distinguish priorities." ”

Lazarev scolded in a low voice, looked at Xie Minyun, and then at Nicholas who was sneering at him, and walked out of the private room with some stupidity.

Nicholas waited for everyone to leave before being the last to leave, and closed the door of the private room.

Seeing that Xie Minyun was out of danger, Cheng Mo took the time to observe if there were any suspicious people around, but he looked around, but unfortunately he didn't find anything.

Next is private room No. 13-16, without Shirkov, and private room 17-20, still without ..... went all the way to the last room of the ninth carriage, and Cheng Mo did not find a clue.

As he was about to pass the junction of cars 9 and 10, Nicholas asked, "Hey, didn't you say that Shirkov must be near car 9?

Cheng Mo frowned and shook his head, he still believed in his own judgment, but there was indeed no Shirkov along the way, which made him a little suspicious that Shirkov was hiding among these gangsters, but if he thought about it carefully, it was still unlikely, if the gangsters cooperated, Shirkov would not be so passive.

And the reason why he was able to hide in was because he was definitely not Shirkov, if he were Shirkov, he would be sold in a minute.

Shirkov is not a fool, he will not believe the gangsters and thus throw himself into the net.

At the end of the carriage is the conductor's lounge, and when passing through the narrow single room, a red-haired conductor with a good figure opened the door and stood at the door of the lounge, and the person in charge of the investigation just asked a few words casually, checked the work card, and saw that there was no omission in her answer, and did not ask her in detail what she meant.

Cheng Mo glanced up at the conductor, she was quite tall, wearing small black leather shoes with flat soles, stockings and Russian iron uniforms, her pupils were blue, and she was passable, but her face was slightly round and not sharp enough, but now Cheng Mo knew that her face shape could be changed.

The conductor's height and pupil color matched, Cheng Mo's eyes narrowed, wanting to see the conductor's hands, but her two hands were hidden behind the door, and Cheng Mo couldn't see them.

At this time, Cheng Mo's mind was racing rapidly, and he thought: What if Jin Enna blew up the train conductor to cover up the identity of the conductor? And the conductor will have easy contact with anyone in the carriage, which is really a great hidden identity.

The only thing that needs to be known now is whether this conductor is left-handed, and if she is, then there is no doubt that she is Shirkov.

Cheng Mo cautiously observed the woman standing by the door, and the more he thought about it, the more suspicious he felt.

Cheng Mo's heartbeat was a little happier, and he thought he was on the edge of the answer.

At this time, the train had already arrived in Irkutsk, and through the window you could see the majestic railway station of Irkutsk in the distance, and the K20 did not drive towards the station without surprise, but took a fork in the road and ran wildly in another northerly direction.

At this time, the sun just showed a warm arc on the horizon, glowing orange on the horizon, and the unparalleled beauty of the Central Siberian Plateau was revealed to everyone.

Despite its proximity to the city, this vast wilderness remains untouched by human beings. The vast and rugged mountains, the endless green coniferous forests, and the countless flowing waters and canyons make those who drive in them feel like they are on an unknown planet.

No one paid much attention to this magnificent scene, just subconsciously looked at the place where the sun rose.

Cheng Mo looked at the sunlight shining in from the car window, as if he felt the beauty of gold!

Without warning, the radio in the train began to sound, and after a burst of electricity, inexplicable music sounded, first the rapid piano sound, like a hurried midnight footsteps, then the rushing drum beat and the faint cymbal beating, the crisp sound like a continuous raindrop, and then cut into the bow and the strings of the painful friction, resulting in tearing.

This eerie music was like a divine summoning, no, it should be a whisper of the devil, except that it was disguised as divine.

Everyone stopped in the abrupt music, listened intently, and then looked at each other.

Accompanied by the music, a hoarse and torn English chant rang out:

"In the spring of 1927, Pasternak addressed Tsvetaeva

How hastily we became orphans. Marina,

This is the last time I call your name.

Heavy snow fell on my rusty trachea and lung lobes,

Say: Tonight, my voice is a stopped train,

Your name is the long state border of Russia.

I imagined our encounter, on the back of a solemn death

The contradictions of the rose ran through his huge heart;

On the spring night of 1927, we met at the border

Hence missed

This world roaring towards the end.

And tonight, you are dance music, and the world is wrong.

When the New Year's bell rings, the lilies are in full bloom

- He announced the end of the century with his death,

And not our embarrassing survival.

Why am I silent to you?

When the waltz started, I was on the curtain call.

Because tonight, you are spinning, and I am lost. ”

When you change partners, I'll be in the world's guest book

Erase my name.

Marina, the prom party at the border

Stop, the snow falls on our respective lonely fates.

I sang about this cold spring, I sang about our ruins

...... Then I will be silent again. ”

"Hey, friends, good morning, a song "Pasternak to Tsvetaeva" for everyone on this train, I think that this morning, on this bright and clear morning, I should introduce myself to everyone, maybe some people have heard my name, you should not be surprised to cheer, maybe some people have not heard my name, it doesn't matter, I think you will remember my name!"

"My name is the Sith - Sith the Clown! Welcome to my party!"