Mr. Wood is in the North Pole, I am in the South

On an April night in Hong Kong, the cool wind is blowing, the city lights are endless, but the streets are already quiet and rivers are flying.

Xiao Ran walked alone on the long street for a while, at first his pace was very fast.

There was a deep, unspeakable sadness flowing in his chest, which he could not shake off or vent.

Wen Jie is like an introduction, drawing out Xiao Ran's fear that the traces left by Fu Yuxing will fade away little by little. Those people and things in the memory will either disappear one day, or will eventually become completely different.

He stretched his arms, and let the evening wind flow through his fingertips. He has survived many of the most difficult moments. It is something he has long been accustomed to packing memories and affection into the depths of his soul.

After walking a long street, Xiao Ran finally felt something strange. He looked back and saw a black car driving slowly not far behind him.

Xiao Ran stopped, walked back, and knocked on the window of the rear seat unceremoniously.

The car window lowered slowly, revealing a face that was not unfamiliar.

With a square face in Chinese characters and an always gentle and smiling expression, he won't attract anyone's attention when placed in a crowd. This is Guo Linchuan, intelligence officer of MSS No. 16 Bureau.

The Sixteenth Bureau is in charge of political, economic, military and other video information of various countries, including satellite intelligence interpretation. When Xiao Ran invaded the air defense command center of country A, not only made the entire Square Building feel like a big enemy, but of course also alarmed the Sixteenth Bureau. The person who "communicated" with him on behalf of MSS was Guo Linchuan.

"Why did you come to Hong Kong City with me?" Xiao Ran put his hands in his pockets, his expression was cold, no one would have a good look at a person who has been monitoring him all the year round, "Your people have already contacted me about the incident in Nanjiang last time pass."

Guo Linchuan said with a smile:

"The matter of the air defense alarm has been set off a long time ago. Even if it is not set off, I will not take care of it. I went to Hong Kong City before you. I heard that you are coming, so I came here to meet you. I miss you..."

Xiao Ran didn't show any face, and said stiffly:

"I do not miss you!"

The most amazing thing about the intelligence personnel is not that they have special skills to fly over walls, nor is it that they are fearless in the face of torture, but that they never care about their own shame. Guo Linchuan didn't even pause for a smile, and still warmly invited Xiao Ran:

"Little brother, get in the car and talk?"

Xiao Ran had a cool face on his face, but it was all pretending. It was not his turn to drink the MSS tea if he wanted to. He opened the car door and sat in, and found that there was another person in the front passenger seat. She was also turning her head and smiling at him:

"Hello."

This person is about 35 or [-] years old, with ordinary facial features and a warm and honest voice. For Xiao Ran who is face blind, remembering such a person is the most troublesome, because he has no characteristics at all.

Xiao Ran looked at Guo Linchuan, Guo Linchuan compared the two of them, and introduced with a smile:

"This is the famous little Sharon, and this is my colleague from the ninth game, Zhang Hui."

Xiao Ran's indifferent expression was like a piece of thin ice being slammed open and cracked open.

The Ninth Bureau, MSS is in charge of the anti-espionage of foreign-related units, and is responsible for monitoring domestic reactionary organizations and foreign institutions.

"Don't be nervous," Zhang Hui immediately sensed Xiao Ran's tense emotions, and he joked, "Our MSS is not a CIA, we won't kill people after asking questions."

Xiao Ran didn't laugh, he leaned back slowly on the back of the chair, raised his chin slightly, and separated his legs naturally. People who engage in intelligence have the most poisonous eyes, and Zhang Hui can see Song Xiaoran's actions at a glance. The arrogance and vigilance conveyed to him, and this attitude of resistance is not there in the face of Guo Linchuan.

It's not because Song Xiaoran and Guo Linchuan have known each other for a long time, but because he is sure that he will not be poked soft by Guo Linchuan. It is a kind of calmness precipitated by confidence, but Xiao Ran knows who Zhang Hui is here for. He was not sure that he would not be hijacked by Zhang Hui, so he first armed himself.

The marriage certificates of Song Xiaoran and Mu Nancheng shocked the Ninth Bureau and the Sixteenth Bureau at the same time. These two masters are people who have been on the list all the year round, and whoever they bring out to do something can drink a pot for them. But they also analyzed the possible factors of Song Mu's marriage, and finally agreed that they were a combination of interests.

Guo Linchuan knew Song Xiaoran well. The child looked immature but was actually very tough inside, and he had a very deep affection for Fu Yuxing, so Guo Linchuan was actually not worried that Song Xiaoran would help Mu Nancheng to break through the bottom line, but Zhang Hui was obviously not so optimism.

At this moment in the first round of probing, he discovered Song Xiaoran's resistance, and Zhang Hui exchanged glances with Guo Linchuan calmly. They knew that the first set of plans they had prepared might not work.

The stream of light outside the window flashed across Xiao Ran's expressionless face, flickering on and off, he said indifferently:

"Although I have several companies under my name, I have never dealt with foreign capital. What does Officer Zhang want to ask me?"

Zhang Hui also laughed, turning around and attacking directly:

"This is not very appropriate. We understand that you and Mu Nancheng have not notarized their property, so all of your property belongs to husband and wife. Little brother, legally speaking, you already own half of Ennan International. "

Xiao Ran's heart skipped a beat. He and Mu Nancheng got married in a hurry, and he never turned his mind to property. After all, the most valuable things in his hands are Fu's and Yuanshan shares that are about to expire, and these are He promised to Mu Nancheng, but why didn't Mu Nancheng do notarization of property before marriage?

He suppressed the churning emotions in his heart, and smiled lightly:

"Even so, what did Ennan International do that violated the national interest?"

"No, no, no, that's not true, you don't have to be so sensitive," Zhang Hui spread his palms and pressed down gently, with a soothing voice, "It's just that a company like Ennan International has a major equity change, and the executor and you We have established a marriage relationship, we also need to pay attention to it from a procedural level."

Xiao Ran nodded:

"Then if you have anything to ask, just say it."

"Look at you kid, you said we're following the procedure, why are you so serious?" Guo Linchuan patted Xiao Ran's head with a smile, and pinched his face again, "Have you gained weight recently? Some? Look at the collagen on this little face, hey!"

Xiao Ran turned his head away, wiped his face, obviously not enjoying Guo Linchuan's enthusiasm:

"Then have you finished the procedure? Nothing else, I'll go first."

"Hey! Where are you going?" Guo Linchuan said hastily, "Are you going back to the hotel just now? We'll give you a ride... You're welcome, you're welcome, drop by, drop by!"

Guo Linchuan immediately asked the driver to turn around and sent Xiao Ran back to the hotel. As soon as he got out of the car, Zhang Hui frowned:

"Old Guo, this kid is not like what you said, why do I think he is protective of Mu Nancheng?"

"Mu Nancheng donated his bone marrow to Fu Yuxing. This is a kindness. You expect him to get on your boat by showing his face. I want to peach!" Guo Linchuan lowered the car window and lit a cigarette, thinking thoughtfully, " I've watched him grow up since he was 14 years old, don't worry, this kid is not crooked, and Mu Nancheng is not an idiot, since he has found little Sharon as his wife, it must not be for the sake of causing trouble, otherwise he would still Why don’t you put a big-character poster on your forehead and say, ‘I’m going to make trouble, you come and get me’!”

Zhang Hui shook his head:

"Let's go and see, I hope they can do it for themselves!"

The car started slowly and disappeared into the endless night of the port city.

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It was ten o'clock in the evening after a dinner, Han Zhen went to see the guests off one by one, Mu Nancheng was obviously drunk, he was lying on the sofa in the box, the light above his head was too dazzling, he covered his eyes with one arm, One arm hangs down along the sofa, lazy and weak.

Xiao Ran was sitting on the seat to answer the phone at the moment, when Jiang Yingzhe called.

There are no eternal enemies in the business field, but just like the officialdom, business alliances also have factions.

Jiang Yingzhe and Fu Yuxing, they both belong to the Kyoto faction with Zhou Yancheng as the center, they are red-capped businessmen with strong roots, but Mu Nancheng started his business in Xizhou, he and Jiang Dongxian and other Hong Kong city veterans are proper agents of western capital After the financial war between the two continents, the international situation has changed from integration to bipolar confrontation. Mu Nancheng and Jiang Yingzhe are their own masters, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are rivals.

"Xiao Ran, I know that Mu Nancheng donated his bone marrow. You may want to repay him, but there are many ways to repay him. No matter what he wants, we can give it to you. Let me tell you clearly, Mu Nancheng People are registered with the CIA and MSS. Do you understand the meaning? Yuxing is gone now, but we will never ignore you. You have to tell us if you have any difficulties. Similarly, we will never sit idly by You are going astray."

Xiao Ran listened quietly, and from time to time "um", Jiang Yingzhe finally sighed,

"Don't blame me for being shallow and deep. Mu Nancheng's trip is unfathomable. Even I can't figure out his details. I'm afraid you will be implicated by him..."

"I know, Brother Jiang," Xiao Ran said softly, "I have a sense of proportion, thank you."

"Where are you now?"

"Still in Hong Kong City," Xiao Ran reported the name of the hotel.

"It's so late, aren't you going back to Nanjiang today? I'll ask Han Shu to pick you up, so you'll come to my house tonight?"

"No Brother Jiang, I'll go back," Xiao Ran hesitated for a while, and finally reminded, "Your model commercial and residential city plan...be careful."

Jiang Yingzhe was instantly alert: "What do you know?"

He laughed coldly, "Is it because Mu Nancheng and the others are discussing to deal with me?"

Xiao Ran remained silent.

Jiang Yingzhe sighed:

"Xiao Ran, you should know that the model commercial and residential city is only good for the development of Hong Kong City and the citizens of Hong Kong City, but people like Mu Nancheng only have selfish desires in their eyes, and the life and death of ordinary people has nothing to do with them. We're not like them..."

A low voice came from the box, Xiao Ran glanced inside, Han Zhen was helping Mu Nancheng to stand up: "Brother Jiang, I'm going back to Nanjiang, we'll talk about it another day."

Xiao Ran walked into the box, Han Zhen put Mu Nancheng's arm on his shoulder, and took the opportunity to say:

"Master Xiao Ran, sir is drunk, so I won't be going back to Nanjiang tonight. I booked a room at the Four Seasons Hotel..."

Xiao Ran has already walked to the door without turning his head:

"Mr. Mu said that the old lady is still worried. She must go back to Nanjiang today."

The young man's back was thin and steep, revealing the coldness of repelling others for thousands of miles. Han Zhen felt Mu Nancheng's body tense at that moment, as hard as a rock.

On the top of the sky, the night is like a long river.

On the private plane, Xiao Ran was sitting by the window, outside was the thick night like splashed ink, his face was clearly reflected on the porthole, his delicate outline was outlined by light and shadow like a charcoal sketch.

Beauty is beauty, but there is no expression.

Han Zhen put a cup of hot water on the table in front of him, then sat across from him, and shouted softly:

"Master Xiao Ran."

Xiao Ran looked up at him, then smiled:

"Han Special Assistant, you can call me Xiao Ran."

Han Zhen is as good as others:

"Okay, Xiao Ran, we'll be on the ground in an hour, are you sleepy?"

"Fortunately."

Han Zhen waited for a while without seeing him ask a question, so he had to say by himself:

"Mr. Mu is asleep."

"Oh," Xiao Ran nodded lightly, as if aware of his perfunctory, he said casually, "Mr. Mu's drinking capacity is not very good either."

"Mr. has a good drinking capacity, but he doesn't seem to be sleeping very well recently."

Xiao Ran tilted his head and recalled, he slept with Mu Nancheng for two nights, he was drunk and slept soundly, as for whether Mu Nancheng slept well, he really didn't know.

Xiao Ran hugged the cup with both hands, and drank water in small sips, his face was reddened by the steaming heat, his big eyes were watery, and his expression was innocent like a child.

Han Zhen felt that he could somewhat understand why Mu Nancheng was so interested in Song Xiaoran. The more a man had gone through thousands of vicissitudes, the more he yearned for this kind of pure innocence, that kind of ignorant and vague childishness, which can easily arouse the deepest part of the heart. the soft part.

But Han Zhen also knew that the young man in front of him was not completely ignorant and innocent. He was the most beautiful angel when he was quiet and indifferent, but no one could offend him just because he looked harmless. If he hadn't heard what he said, Han Zhen would never have imagined that Xiao Ran still had such a sharp side.

He is like a pure white cat of a noble breed, proud and beautiful, he does not resist the appreciation of the crowd, and is also used to walking alone, he will lick his wounds alone in the corner, and he is not afraid of bullying by any wild cats. The beauty is pure and wild, the temperament is clean, and there is a mysterious evil in the bones.

Han Zhen briefly checked Wenjie. He was one of the many impoverished students in mountainous areas supported by Fu Yuxing. This young man was admitted to Jiang University with extremely high scores. When the future was bright and bright, who knew that he suddenly dropped out of school in his junior year, Han Zhen could easily tell from what he heard that Wen Jie had a crush on Fu Yuxing, and then Fu Yuxing dismissed him from the company. removed.

But after all, this is the person Fu Yuxing has cultivated with all his heart. Xiao Ran was very angry when he saw that Wenjie had been with Li Mingheng, so he angered Wenjie and asked Han Zhen to bring a message to Mu Nancheng, trying to get Wenjie away from Li Mingheng. drive away.

The intention is good, the way is naive, this child does not know the sufferings of the world, how can he know that the path chosen by people is not easy to turn back.

"Why do you keep looking at me?"

Xiao Ran raised his eyes behind the cup, his dark eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water gauze behind the curling smoke.

"I've heard about everything at the airport today," Han Zhen returned to his senses, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be so... heroic."

Xiao Ran smiled noncommittally.

"Mr. was very anxious when he first heard the news. I've never seen him like that before." Han Zhen stared at Xiao Ran, and narrated the scene when Mu Nancheng learned that Xiao Ran was taken to the police station. "At that time, his face turned pale. , until I told him that you didn't suffer, but that you were taken away, he began to contact Masao Miki—only the president of the Miki Club can control his son."

Xiao Ran slightly raised his eyebrows:

"What conditions did Mr. Mu agree to Miki?"

"That's not true. Many friends are better than many enemies in the business field. Little Sanmu has no sense of proportion, but old Sanmu understands. It's just," Han Zhen looked at Xiao Ran firmly, "This is the first time I see Mr. people."

Xiao Ran lowered his eyelashes, and tapped lightly on the water glass with two light-white and slender index fingers. His fingers were very beautiful, and his nails showed a beautiful light pink luster under the light. Han Zhen didn't know what he was thinking, so he silently gazed at him.

"Mr. Mu..." Xiao Ran was hesitant to say anything, hesitating for a while, before asking, "What kind of person do you think he is?"

Han Zhen didn't answer and asked instead:

"What do you think?"

After thinking about it seriously, Xiao Ran spoke very slowly:

"I don't know much about it. I used to think he wasn't a good person, but I found out that he wasn't. Then I thought he wasn't a bad person. Now I found out that he wasn't either..."

Han Zhen interrupted him softly:

"Xiao Ran, has anyone ever told you that people cannot be classified simply by good or bad?"

Xiao Ran nodded:

"I know this truth. Good people may do bad things, and bad people may do good things. It is not bad to eradicate enemies by any means, nor is it good to protect friends regardless of right and wrong. But a person, his morality, character, and heart , can still be distinguished by good and bad."

"Then do you think Mr. Mu is a person with low morals, bad character and vicious heart?"

This time Xiao Ran thought for even longer, until the plane started to land, he didn't speak.

Han Zhen stood up and was about to go to the rest cabin to wake up Mu Nancheng. At the moment when he turned around and walked up, he heard Xiao Ran whisper softly:

"No...forget it."

Whether it was "Forget it" or "No, forget it", Han Zhen didn't have time to ask, because Xiao Ran had already got off the plane first.

The author has something to say:

Everyone knows the MSS prototype, right?The Ninth Bureau is specialized in anti-espionage, monitoring foreign-funded institutions that may have problems, so do you understand Mr. Mu's background?In the current online environment, writing a story has to be secretive, and readers need to cooperate with their own brains. Alas, I feel sorry for the little angels!If you don't understand anything, you can ask me in the comment area, I will read all the comments.

感谢在2020-05-0510:15:50~2020-05-0523:27:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Lin Xin 8;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Che Che super happy;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!