Anti-Japanese Ace Agent

Chapter 310
When Wang Feng drove the car back to the front gate of the two-story western-style building where he and Zhao Qiaoyun lived, he got out of the car and came to him. Standing in front of the door, he saw the two-story western-style building facing the street. The windows were all dark, and the door was locked from the outside.

After seeing this, Wang Feng suddenly "thumped" in his heart, thinking that Zhao Qiaoyun has probably not come back yet, she said before that she would move out to the single women's dormitory of the Secret Service as soon as possible, and it is already very late now Already, nine times out of ten I won't be here again tonight.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Feng walked up the mountain, took out the key from his trouser pocket, and opened the door. When he walked in the door and stood in the dark living room, suddenly, a feeling came out in his heart. A sense of loneliness came, and my heart felt empty, as if something was missing.

Standing in the darkness in the living room on the first floor, Wang Feng closed his eyes slightly while he was slightly drunk. Immediately, Zhao Qiaoyun's voice and appearance appeared in his mind, especially her faint smile and handsome face. Cheek, let him fall into infinite thoughts.

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable Wang Feng felt. After about two to three minutes, he quickly opened his eyes again, his mind went blank, but his eyes were still pitch black.

With a "snap", Wang Feng turned around, pressed the light switch on the side of the living room door, and the chandelier hanging on the ceiling of the living room was lit up, and the whole living room was brightened up, as if Daytime is normal.

But even though the living room was brightened up, Wang Feng still felt empty.Pushed and driven by some unknown force, Wang Feng stepped up to the second floor, pushed away the bedroom where Zhao Qiaoyun lived, walked in, turned on the light in the room, and saw that the bedroom was tidy up. The room was in perfect order, the floor was swept clean, and the bedding on the bed was neatly folded, as if no one had ever lived in this bedroom.

When Wang Feng walked to the bed with heavy steps, he found a brown leather envelope on the desk next to the bed, with four beautiful pen characters written on it: From Wang Feng.

Since the letter was not sealed, after Wang Feng picked it up, he opened the envelope, took out a piece of folded letter paper, and folded it carefully. dusk.At the end of the farewell day, I look forward to the reunion.

After reading these four lines of ancient poems, Wang Feng felt a little heavy, his eyes filled with tears, and the teardrops swirled in his eye sockets, but they didn't fall for a long time.

Standing in front of the bed, Wang Feng recited the four lines of the ancient poem silently, then carefully refolded the letter, put it back into the brown leather envelope, and stuffed it into his coat Inside pocket.

At this time, it was late at night, and Wang Feng, who had been busy for a long time, felt exhausted physically and mentally. He took out the old pocket watch and took a closer look. At this time, it was already eleven o'clock at night.

Therefore, Wang Feng hurriedly put away the distress of his female love, walked out of the bedroom where Zhao Qiaoyun used to live, and returned to his own bedroom. Before he had time to chop off his coat, he lay down on the big bed. , pulled the quilt randomly to cover her body, put her head on the pillow, closed her eyes, and fell asleep in just a moment.

The eyes closed and opened, and the night passed like this.When Wang Feng woke up the next day, it was already 07:30 in the morning.He got up from the bed as usual, adjusted his appearance in front of the large mirror hanging on the wall of the bedroom, and walked out of the bedroom door with a yawn.

When Wang Feng had just walked out of his bedroom door for two or three steps, he looked up and saw that the door of the bedroom opposite Zhao Qiaoyun was half closed. I looked around the living room and found that there was nothing on the dining table in the living room on the first floor, and there was no sound in the washing room.

If this were normal, when Wang Feng woke up, breakfast would have already been served on the dining table in the living room on the first floor, while Zhao Qiaoyun was washing her face and brushing her teeth in the bathroom, making loud or small noises from time to time. .

At this time, because Wang Feng slept too deeply last night and was still a little dazed, he felt that Zhao Qiaoyun hadn't woken up in all likelihood.So, he immediately made a decision, that is to enter Zhao Qiaoyun's bedroom opposite and wake her up.

After secretly making this decision in his heart, Wang Feng was still a little bit afraid.After all, it made him feel somewhat embarrassed that a man like him broke into the bedroom of a beautiful woman who was still asleep.

I don't know what's going on today. Wang Feng seemed to be following a demon. After hesitating for a while, he didn't know whether it was out of curiosity or out of good intentions. He walked cautiously to Zhao Qiaoyun's bedroom. In front of the door, a hand was stretched out, and gently pushed open the half-hidden door.

Before entering the door, Wang Feng stopped and tidied up his appearance before he stepped forward and walked through the bedroom door.

And when Wang Feng walked in, he stood by the bed and saw that there was no one on the bed, the quilts were neatly folded, and the clothes that were originally hung on the coat hooks on the wall were gone. Empty, without any life at all.

After seeing this, Wang Feng woke up with a start, only then did he realize that Zhao Qiaoyun had already moved out last night, and she doesn't live here anymore.

So, Wang Feng turned around, walked out of the bedroom door, and closed the bedroom door tightly from the outside, then reluctantly went downstairs.

After washing and washing, it was already eight o'clock in the morning, and Wang Feng walked out of the door of the small western-style building on the second floor. Before leaving, he had to check the layer of white lime powder he had spread in front of the doors and windows as always. After seeing that there was no mark on it, he left with confidence.

After getting into the black Nissan sedan parked in the open space in front of the small foreign building on the second floor, Wang Feng started the car, the wheels moved slowly, drove out of the lane in front of the door, and went straight to the main road, heading towards Changjiang Road Headed to the secret service office at No. 76.

When Wang Feng drove the car near the gate of the No. 76 secret service yard, he saw that Liu Zisheng was squatting on the open space opposite the street in front of the secret service yard gate waiting to do some work, which made him feel a little Unbelievably, two days ago, Comrade Liu Zisheng, who was in charge of connecting with him, got into a fight with someone from the Green Gang. This was originally the territory of the drivers of the Green Gang. No wonder.

However, today, beside Liu Zisheng, there are several coachmen of the Green Gang members squatting, and they whisper to each other from time to time. Like friends who get along day and night.

Seeing such a harmonious and harmonious atmosphere, Wang Feng felt a little unbelievable and puzzled.

(End of this chapter)