Shen Xun woke up in the turbulence, opened his eyes and saw a clear stream outside the car window, rushing down from the mountains, and blooming snow-white flowers on the stones. The green hills on both sides are verdant and undulating.
She raised her hand and looked at her watch. According to the time, it was almost here.
About ten minutes later, a corner of the eaves appeared in the woods.
The car stopped slowly, Shen Xun picked up his backpack, and got out of the car after the other two passengers.
In the three-story inn, the wooden sign in front of the door reads "Patton's shop" in Chinese, English, and Burmese.
The man with brown hair and blue eyes leaned on the door frame and looked at Shen Xunxiao. Seeing her approaching, he stepped forward to hold her in his arms and kissed her on the cheek: "Long time no see, sweetheart."
"Long time no see, Barton." She also sighed, "The last hug was in Brazil."
In the jungle in the Amazon Basin, she hugged the unconscious Patton, crying with snot and tears.
This is her colleague who once fought side by side and also her teacher.
"Look, my Chinese characters are already superb," ??Patton raised the registration book in his hand, "Should I call you Sara, or Shen Xun?"
"You can call it whatever you like." She raised her eyebrows, smelled the aroma of coffee, and couldn't help yawning.
"Go and pack your luggage first," Barton smiled, and handed her the key. "I'll make you pasta and grilled fish tonight. There's whiskey, coffee, and ice cream."
"Thank you, boss." Shen Xun took off his hat as a gentleman seriously.
Her room is on the third floor. The inn was rebuilt on the basis of an old-fashioned bamboo building, retaining the original charm.
The paint on the wooden door of the room is already a little mottled, and the original carved patterns can be vaguely seen, as well as a few scratches that seem to be caused by sharp objects. The lock was not easy to open, Shen Xun twisted the key a few times before opening the lock.
As soon as the door was pushed open, a bloody smell came oncoming.
Something is wrong.
As soon as her back felt cold, she was about to close the door subconsciously, but it was too late, someone grabbed her arm, and the man dragged her into the room with brute force, before she could cry out, a big hand tightly covered her shut her mouth.
Everything in the room came into view instantly.
The curtains were covered, and a person was lying on the floor with blood all over his head and a pool of dark red blood under his body.
A man was sitting on a wicker chair against the wall. He was wearing a black shirt, and his whole body was immersed in darkness. Only a dagger in his hand gleamed with a sharp cold light.
At this moment, his gaze was slowly moving from the man on the ground to Shen Xun's face.
Looking at each other, Shen Xun felt his throat tighten, and the blood all over his body froze.
It was a pair of cold and sharp black eyes, which seemed to be careless but showed a bloodthirsty light. At that moment, she felt like a sheep whose neck was bitten by a tiger. She gave up struggling and stood there looking at him.
The man behind him seemed to be surprised by her cooperation, and said in a low voice: "Third brother?"
"Let her go." The man on the chair spoke softly, stood up, and walked in front of her unhurriedly.
Shen Xun didn't make a sound, just stared at him silently.
The man was frighteningly tall. She, who only reached his chest, was trapped in his shadow.
She didn't know what she was facing, but she knew that calling for help was definitely not a good choice. Maybe the moment she yelled, the man in front of her would break her neck.
"Who are you? Where are you from? What are you doing here?" The cold voice rose softly, as if the mountain wind was passing through the jungle.
"Shen Xun," she tried her best to keep her voice calm, "I'm from Beijing, traveling."
"Give me the backpack."
Taking the backpack she took off, he handed it to his companion: "Abei, take a look."
Laptops, mobile phones, pens, notepads, clothes, toiletry bags, medical bags, etc. were all on the ground. The man named Ah Bei squatted on the ground and looked carefully, even including her underwear.
She couldn't help frowning.
A pair of big palms suddenly wrapped around her shoulders.
"What are you doing?" She stared at him in horror and asked in a low voice.
"Shut up." The man stared at her coldly, his palm sliding all the way down.
The wide and hot palm, like a soldering iron, ironed her curves through the thin shirt. Shame exploded from her chest immediately, she bit her lip, staring at his eyes almost bursting into flames.
&?! Do you know who she is? This beauty and figure are rare here in a hundred years. "
Cheng Li raised his head and looked in the direction he pointed, his eyes flicked, but quickly returned to calm eyes.
The woman not far away wore a loose sweater, tight trousers, long hips and long legs, and a delicate profile.
Jiang Bei on the side also looked over, his expression was stunned, and he immediately looked at Cheng Li: "This woman looks like Ye"
"Eat." A calm voice interrupted what he was about to say.
Where is it like? How could it be like that? It just happened to be that they were all wearing white clothes and ponytails.
Zhang Zining looked at the two people who were eating sullenly, and could only pick up the food in wonder.
"Hello, can I sit next to you?" Just as he took a sip of soup, a soft female voice sounded above his head. When he raised his face, the soup in his mouth almost spewed out. .
"Yes, of course!" He looked at Shen Xun and moved the dinner plate to his side excitedly.
"Thank you." Shen Xun smiled, sat down and looked at the two people opposite, "Cheng Dui, and this comrade, we meet again, don't you mind having dinner together?"
When Jiang Bei saw her, his expression was a little surprised: "It's you? Are you the reporter Cheng Dui said is going to follow us next?"
He glanced at Cheng Li again hesitantly, the boss did the same, he didn't tell him that the reporter who came here was the woman they met in the inn.
Shen Xun nodded.
"Cheng Dui, were you arresting drug dealers in the inn that day?" She asked while eating.
"Are you interviewing or chatting now?" Cheng Li raised his eyes and asked her.
"Forget it all, you can answer according to the situation, all the content I wrote will also be reviewed by you," Shen Xun met his gaze, and continued to ask, "Is he locked up?"
He was silent for a moment: "No."
"Let go?"
"Let go," he said lightly, "I've got the news I wanted."
"I understand," Shen Xun analyzed, "If you don't let him go, then his accomplices may change their original plan, and you don't want to startle the enemy."
Cheng Li stopped holding the fork for a moment, and stared at her smiling face with black eyes.
He was a little surprised. She is sharper than he imagined.
"What if what he said is false?" She asked again.
"This possibility is not ruled out," he said slowly, "so we will conduct various in-depth investigations to make sure."
"Generally speaking, people who are caught don't dare to go back and reveal that he was caught, because the organization will no longer trust him, and to avoid trouble, they will even kill him directly. Drug gangs are very cautious. If the organization If there is a person who loses contact for two days, the organization will think that something happened to him and will not want him again." Jiang Bei added on the side.
Shen Xun put down his chopsticks, took out his mobile phone and quickly recorded the conversation just now.
"I'm done eating, use it slowly." Cheng Li stood up, put the recorder on the table, "I'll return it to you."
Before Shen Xun could speak, he had already picked up the plate and walked towards the door. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com