Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 177 Phantom Ji
Yan Feng is a businessman and an intelligence officer of Zhongyang Army.

He has been lurking in Taiyuan for two years and has sent a lot of information to Zhongyang Army.

Originally less than 30 years old, he has already made up to look like a 50-year-old man. He is tremblingly holding the ticket and waiting for the gate to open.

The devil's intrusion search last night exposed his intelligence station.

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

Radios are not firearms, they are specially controlled items.

If you find a radio station that has no record, then you must be a spy!

Yan Feng was fairly quick-witted, and when he realized that the situation was not good, he broke out the window and disappeared into the vast night.

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

After spending the whole night in fear, he felt that he couldn't just stay like this, and he had to run away.

Because if caught by the devil's military police, even if he didn't die, he would have to take off a layer of skin, and he hadn't heard of anyone who could survive the torture of the military police.

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

Sure enough, shortly after he left, the gendarmerie surrounded his safe house.

Too far to stay, should run away.

Intelligence work is too dangerous!

In the past two years, he has been living in fear every day. It can be said that in the past 700 days, he has not had a peaceful sleep, but he will wake up when there is any trouble.

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

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

Taiyuan's business has the support of the central army, and it can be considered to have made a lot of money, which is usually used as activity funds.But now, he has withdrawn all the money and exchanged it into US dollars, about 3000.When withdrawing money, he was also afraid, fearing that the devils would follow the clues and arrest him when he was withdrawing money.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly, the money was withdrawn, and the train ticket was bought.

It's only one step away from being too far away!
The crowd was surging, and he tremblingly followed the flow of people and moved towards the gate.

When he bought the third-class ticket to Yanjing this time, it wasn't that he didn't have money, but that he didn't want to be too ostentatious before leaving too far.The reason why he chose the third-class seat was because the third-class seat was mixed with dragons and snakes, and there were many people, even if an accident happened, it would be convenient for him to escape.

The ticket checking process was extremely long, and every time a military policeman glanced over him, he tried to avoid it, so as not to attract unnecessary attention.

There was no danger along the way. During the ticket checking process, there was no accident. He also walked out of the gate smoothly and saw the train, the train heading for Yanjing.

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

The starry sky tonight is extremely bright, only half of the moon hangs coldly in the night sky, exuding a cool light.

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

Over time, it gets bigger and brighter.

After midnight, the dining car was extraordinarily quiet. Yan Feng had to pay for the fare in this class because he couldn't bear the noise of the third-class compartment.

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

The long-term high tension made people tired, and he couldn't help asking for a bottle of red wine after paying for the fare.

Driving at night, with the lights half turned on, under the hazy and dim light, Yan Feng found a young girl at the next table.

The girl is not very old, at most 20 years old, with long hair loosely scattered, and with a white shirt, she looks extraordinarily casual and lazy.

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

Maybe it was the effect of alcohol, the girl's face was flushed with a blush, and there was a hint of mourning on the corner of her mouth, which made people feel an urge to step forward and love her.

Apart from the flight attendant on duty, only Yan Feng and this cute looking girl are left in the dining car at the moment.

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

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

Yan Feng smiled and took a mouthful.

The girl smiled contemptuously, then drank the wine in the glass.

It's a little embarrassing, all the other girls have done it, but I'm still here, it's really shameful.

Picking up the wine glass again, drained the red wine in the glass.

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

The girl's eyes were full of anticipation and ambiguity, and there was an indescribable temptation under the dim light.

After pouring the wine and picking up the glass again, Yan Feng asked: "I see that Miss has been looking out of the window just now, is there any special scenery?"

"It's nothing special, I'm just homesick." The girl's voice was mournful, clear and full of nostalgia.

When Yan Feng heard this voice, he couldn't help but also throbbed.

Because he was homesick too.

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

"East!" the girl said quietly, looking out of the dark window again.

"Where is the east side?"

"It's far away, compared to Taiyuan, it's just a small mountain village." The girl said lightly.

Her voice was very peaceful, and there was no emotion, maybe it was because of this plainness that aroused Yan Feng's interest, so he asked: "One side of the country supports the other side, so the village where the girl lives must be It's a beautiful place."

"It is indeed a very beautiful place, with mountains and water, and many simple villagers."

"Then do you want to go back?" Yan Feng asked.

"You can't go back now!" The girl's tone became a little helpless, like a kitten lying on a tree, waiting for the rescue of passers-by.

"Why?" Yan Feng asked.

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

For money?

Ever since Yan Feng saw the girl, he had an idea of ​​wanting to hold her in his arms.

As he talked, his thoughts became stronger and stronger.

When the girl mentioned money, Yan Feng felt that he seemed to have found a breakthrough.

"How much does the girl need?"

"A lot, a lot, maybe the whole of China's gold can be counted to barely meet the requirements." The girl said with a smile, then picked up the wine glass and took a big sip.

"Haha, the girl is really good at joking. I'm serious. If you need money, I, Yanmou, can still help."

Yan Feng's words did not attract the girl's attention at all. She still held the wine glass and shook it lightly, "Didn't Mr. Yan come to drink? Why are you talking about money? Could it be that Mr. Yan thinks I am one of those prostitutes?"

The girl's words made Yan Feng feel embarrassed instantly, so he quickly picked up the wine glass, "It was my mistake, I punish myself with a drink."

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

"Bah~"

A crisp crash sound echoed in the compartment.

The two met each other with a smile and drank the red wine in their glasses.

The girl doesn't talk much, but she always has an inexplicable appeal, which makes Yan Feng's mood fluctuate with her words.

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

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

Looking at the bottomed wine bottle, Yan Feng stammered and said, "Okay, Miss Bu, which car are you in? I'll take you back." He staggered and stood up.

After taking two steps, I found that my top was heavy and my feet were not stable. I subconsciously wanted to find something to support me.

"Sorry!" Yan Feng quickly apologized when he realized that he had knocked down where he shouldn't have touched.

The girl smiled generously and didn't care, instead she said: "It's okay, I think I'll take Mr. Yan back."

Yan Feng shook his head, wanting to decline, but found that the girl had put his arms up.

"Thank you, Miss Bu, the soft sleeper car has 2 cars and 9 compartments." Yan Feng picked up his suitcase and followed the girl to the soft sleeper car.

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

Seeing that the girl didn't leave, Yan Feng couldn't help feeling a metaphor in his heart, "Why didn't the girl leave, could it be?" He slowly stretched out his hand to the girl.

The girl didn't hide, but flirted with her hair charmingly, "Does Mr. Yan like me?"

The girl's seductive voice made Yan Feng feel hot from his lower abdomen, "I like you, I like you so much. From the first time I saw you, I fell in love with you."

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

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

"I don't remember, please let me know, I will definitely not forget this time."

"My name is Shiranui Huan." The girl said lightly, but at this moment his tone was no longer weak as before, but with cold murderous intent.

"Shiranuihuan!?" After Yan Feng murmured these words, he instantly felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Wine, wake up.

"You are from Dongying!" Yan Feng said as he was about to touch the knife, but when he knocked down the position of the hidden knife, he found that the knife was gone.

Looking back, I found that Fan Ji was playing with his knife in his hand at the moment, "You are right, but there is no reward." Then she picked up the knife and gently scratched his throat, 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 able to calm down quickly, and he looked at Fan Ji seriously: "Let me go, all the money on me is yours! "

Fan Ji took away the knife and asked, "How much money do you have?"

"3000 dollars!"

"Too little, what I want is not a beautiful knife!"

"Then what do you want?"

"I thought you should know?"

"Impossible, I can't betray my comrades."

"Comrade? Is that what the Investigation and Statistics Bureau of the Central Executive Committee calls your accomplices?" Huan Ji smiled, using a knife to keep comparing in front of Yan Feng's eyes.

Yan Feng wanted to resist, but after trying several times, Fan Ji easily suppressed him, and in the end he didn't resist at all, resigned to his fate!

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

Because he was very satisfied with his disguise this time, and felt that most people would not see through it.

Out of the thought of dying with a clear idea, he asked, "How did you find me?"

Huan Ji pouted, blinked her eyes, thought for a while, and then said playfully: "It can only be said that you are unlucky. It was me who met you. If someone else, maybe you will be fooled." Ji stretched out a hand and pressed her face a few times, and after a few clicks, the Fantastic Ji Yanran in front of her had become another person.

"Understood? Your clumsy disguise can only be used as an axe in front of me." This time, the words were a little cold, and the emphasis of the voice changed a lot. Matching the newly changed appearance, it was like a different person .

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

"Then tell the truth!" Saying that, Fan Ji put the knife on his neck again.

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

When Yan Feng fell down, he had a smile on his face: "I'm afraid of pain, but long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, haha"

Yan Feng fell on the bed, his consciousness began to blur, but his heart was clear at this time, and he felt that he was not sorry for the cultivation of **.

Fan Ji looked at the dying Yan Feng and couldn't help feeling a little admiration in her heart.

She didn't expect Yan Fengfeng to die so decisively, without any hesitation, maybe just like what he said before he died, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, if he really joined the gendarmerie, then what awaited him would not be as simple as death .

Stretching out his hand to close his eyes, which were still open, Fan Ji began to search.

Although the man was dead, Fan Ji still hoped to find something valuable from him.

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

"Drinking is a mistake!" Huan Ji muttered softly, and then began to take off her clothes. After a while, she took off the blood-stained top, and then picked up a set of Yan Feng's replacement clothes to change on her body.

Some are big and don't fit well, but no matter how badly they fit, it's better than going out for a walk with blood all over your body.

After flipping a knife, she put the knife in Yan Feng's hand, pretending to commit suicide, then she picked up her bloody coat, opened the car window, and jumped out.

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

　The foreshadowing of Fan Ji has been uncovered. When I started designing this character, I wanted to write her true identity a little more twists and turns, a little more mysterious, but after writing a few fluctuations, I felt that I still couldn’t control my writing skills, so I wrote it in advance. uncovered.

　　The mentality is very bad, the code words can't always bring emotions, it is difficult to enter the state, the author tries to write well here, and bring better stories to everyone.

　　
　
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