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Kurosawa didn't make it clear where he planned to go in the end.Fortunately, Ye Zhen was sleepy and didn't ask any more questions.

According to the instructions of the "technical workers", they abandoned the car before reaching the urban area. The colonel walked to the gas station, found a wire, and casually poked it into the lock of a TOYOTA, and the door opened two seconds later. up.

"Mr. Chuan Chuan," the colonel said, "take off your cousin's coat to cover the license plate, thank you."

Kurosawa was holding a gun in one hand and holding the drowsy Ye Zhen in the other.In this vast and deserted night with no end in sight, the street lamps glow dimly in the distance, as if they have been isolated from the normal world.In an instant, Kurosawa felt as if he had escaped from the life of the first 30 years of his life, and the darkness ahead of the road was like a huge mouth, ready to swallow him at any time.

He gave up everything, and in the end what he actually held in his hands was Ye Zhen in his arms.

But he knew that all of this was not only because of Ye Zhen, but also many things he had been pursuing and doubting, career, conscience, blood relationship, feelings... and right or wrong.

It is difficult to tell right from wrong in politics, but Kurosawa knew at this moment that he was right.

They resumed their journey and soon reached the city.The people arranged by the university were already waiting at the designated place, and they changed cars as soon as they met. Several Chinese people in hotel waiter costumes drove their stolen TOYOTA back to the gas station, and the person in charge of the Nagasaki Hotel drove them to the hotel. .

The person in charge is about 50 to [-] years old. He is not good-looking, but his mouth is tight, and he only smiles when he sees people, and doesn't speak.

The teenager was sleepy, Ye Zhen tried his best to resist the drowsiness, but he couldn't hold on when the car was driving, and his head was nodding.Kurosawa let him lean into his arms, the person in charge looked back, took off his coat and handed it over graciously.

Kurosawa thanked him and wrapped his coat tightly around Ye Zhen, and the boy fell asleep almost immediately.

They entered through the back door of the Nagasaki Hotel, afraid to take the elevator, turned off the surveillance video, climbed up the stairs to the top floor, and opened a large suite.

Matsushima Yuko and Yamaji Jin were tied up and locked in different rooms. Kurosawa changed Ye Zhen's blood-soaked pajamas, wiped himself with a wet cloth, and let him sleep on the bed.The colonel sat in the outer room, explained the task to the person in charge, and finally said: "I will contact the people in the intelligence network at dawn, and I must pass the news on immediately. You come with me, and cover in an emergency."

The person in charge stood at attention solemnly: "Everything is obeyed by the organization!"

The colonel nodded and said wearily, "Give me the bag I left here last time."

Kurosawa walked over with a cup of strong tea, the colonel turned his gaze to him, and said coldly: "Now is our time, Mr. Kurosawa. Do you have any plans for the future?"

Kurosawa took a sip of tea and said in a deep voice: "I heard that the Chinese government is very cautious in accepting political asylum immigrants. Before, overseas red agents were arrested and returned to China as political prisoners, but they failed to spend their lives in China. In his later years, most of them were arranged to live in seclusion in Europe, is that true?"

"The higher authorities have their own arrangements. You can also apply for the same treatment. We can send you to a small European country and provide you with a source of income and political protection. You don't have to worry about being hunted down by Japanese right-wing radicals..."

"That's not what I want," Kurosawa said.

"Then what do you want?"

"I told you, Colonel Yan." Hazel paused, and said, "—Nationality and permanent residency."

The Colonel was not surprised that he knew his name. He had spent his entire boyhood in Japan, and more Japanese people knew his name than his Chinese colleagues.

"Chinese nationality is not so easy to get, Mr. Kurosawa, even if you can give it to you, you may not be allowed to live in Beijing. We can only accept foreigners who have made significant contributions, for example, if you can provide Patriot missiles intelligence, or the secret terms of the anti-missile shield wall agreement between the United States and Japan..."

Kurosawa said: "The former is impossible, but I know a little about the latter."

The colonel raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile that wasn't a smile: "—oh?"

Kurosawa crossed his fingers and moved his upper body forward slightly. He asked, "Don't you want to know the whereabouts of '93', Senior Colonel Yan? Even if you fly to Switzerland tonight, he might escape at the last moment."

The colonel was silent.

"After we leave Japan and your people send Ye Zhen back to China, I can personally go to Switzerland to assassinate the traitor. He had contact with us when he fled to Japan, so he should not be so wary of me as a 'Japanese' ..."

"Also," Kurosawa continued: "Mr. Xuanlin and Director Long Jiu were assassinated by Japanese agents back then, and they chased them all the way from Beijing to the northeast. You have long suspected that there are Japanese spies haunting the high-level national security, right? Director Long Jiu Being kidnapped by Shan Diren and leaving the country, the high-level officials of the National Security Bureau were shocked, "Pull out the nail" for two months, but no suspicious targets were found, right?"

The colonel's face changed slightly.

"I know who 'Nail' is." Kurosawa whispered, "The foreign spies sent by Japan have all been trained in the Kurosawa family's concentration camp."

There was silence in the room for a while, and there was a knock on the door.The person in charge came in with a big bag: "Colonel, what you want."

Before the colonel stood up to take the bag, he glanced at Kurosawa, as if weighing his weight, but didn't speak.

He took out a white notebook from his bag, quickly entered the password, and pressed the fingerprint reader four more times.The fingerprint lock was unlocked, the screen lit up, and a fiery red fox appeared on the computer.

The fox flicked its fat tail, and held the mask with one of its front paws, covering half of its face.There was a weird smile on the other half of his face, and it disappeared in a flash.

The program starts running and waits for the satellite system to respond.Establish a connection and wait for the map data to be delivered.

An overhead map of the entire Tokyo was displayed on the screen, and then the camera zoomed down to reveal the street where the Nagasaki Hotel is located. Vehicles, pedestrians, shop signs and even traffic lights on the street were all clearly visible.

The arrow on the screen rotated, and a certain window on the top floor of the Nagasaki Hotel appeared, and then zoomed in, and two figures were reflected on the curtain.

Kurosawa raised his head in disbelief, and after a few seconds, a figure on the screen also raised his head.

"Qianmianhu 1 monitors the satellite in real time, the error is accurate to within one meter, and the whole Tokyo is monitored in real time [-]/[-]. The Southeast Asian sub-station of the Ministry of National Defense Intelligence Station is a painstaking effort for five years." The colonel entered the address of the private prison, and the screen immediately switched When they arrived at the wilderness where they fled just now, they saw red and blue police lights flashing everywhere in the dark night, "——they have found out and are hunting us everywhere. They must leave Tokyo as soon as possible."

Kurosawa asked, "What about Yamaji Ren and Matsushima Yuko?"

"Matsushima Yuko killed our red spy and must be brought back to China for execution. Yamaji Ren will be taken back and locked up, and may be used as a bargaining chip in the future to exchange political prisoners with the Japanese government."

Kurosawa nodded, the colonel pushed the computer in front of him, and said, "I'll leave this to you, I have something to do when I go out. If you can't stand it, go to sleep, and pay attention to protecting minors."

Knowing that he was going to arrange for people to leave Japan, Kurosawa said, "Be careful."

The colonel smiled noncommittally, the person in charge of the Nagasaki Hotel was already waiting for him outside the door, and the two left together.

Outside the window is the last night before dawn, the computer screen is locked around the Nagasaki Hotel, the road is deserted, and occasionally pedestrians put their hands in the pockets of their coats, bow their heads and quickly walk across the street corner.

Kurosawa looked at it for a while, feeling a little bored, so he went to take a shower, and when he came out to change, he passed the bedroom, and Ye Zhen lay curled up on the bed, kicking out of the quilt dishonestly with one calf.

His sleeping face is very delicate, with bulging cheeks, long eyelashes, and pink and transparent skin, like a small bun with thin skin, juicy meat and tender filling.

I don’t know if it was a dream of eating snacks, but he occasionally smacked his mouth twice, looking very sweet, like a child who is carefree and ignorant of the world, completely unable to see that he has experienced those appalling and unimaginable things .

Kurosawa stretched out his hand to gently caress the boy's face, Ye Zhen shrank his neck, and kicked all the quilt away with a bang.

Kurosawa bent down to pick up the quilt, after hesitating for a while, desire prevailed, so he sat on the side of the bed, gently hugged Ye Zhen, and let him lean into his arms.

Ye Zhen opened his eyes in a daze, seeing that it was Kurosawa, and closed them with confidence.

Kurosawa's Adam's apple visibly slid up and down, carefully placed his hands on Ye Zhenguang's bare shoulders, and lowered his head to kiss the boy's forehead.

Ye Zhen grew a new skin after being soaked in the marrow-washing grass, which was as fresh and tender as a baby.Kurosawa's hand slid down to his waist uncontrollably. After a few seconds, his whole body became hot, and he couldn't help but kiss the boy's slightly opened mouth.

Ye Zhen finally felt uncomfortable, twisted a few times unconsciously, and opened his eyes.

"... String...?"

Kurosawa responded vaguely, turned over and pushed Ye Zhen down, curled up one leg and half knelt on the boy's waist.

Ye Zhen was kissed several times in a daze, then suddenly shook his head and woke up: "Chuan Chuan? What are you doing?"

Kurosawa said flatly: "Help you check your body. Don't move... Raise your head a little..."

He lowered his head to kiss Ye Zhen's neck, and the scorching breath was itchy.Ye Zhen laughed, and stretched out his hand to pat Kurosawa's muscular shoulder: "It's so itchy! Don't lick it! Hahahaha, it's killing me..."

Kurosawa raised his head obediently, and started licking and kissing the boy's earlobe. At the same time, he turned Ye Zhen over and hugged him tightly from the side with a strong arm.

Ears can be said to be one of the most sensitive parts of the human body. Ye Zhen was not wary at the beginning, but as soon as Kuisawa kissed him, he couldn't stand it immediately, and he yelled, his voice changed quickly.

The tiny electric current stirred up the nerve endings, followed by overwhelming pleasure, Ye Zhen opened his eyes wide, his vision was hazy, trying to figure out what happened, but his consciousness was all focused on the ear that was constantly sucked and licked by Kurosawa.

Kurosawa even stuck his tongue in and poked lightly. At the same time, he reached into the boy's pajama pants with one hand, grabbed his lower body and rubbed it back and forth.The sleeping little thing soon became energetic. After all, it was a young man full of yang, Ye Zhen's body reacted greatly, and he shrank instantly on conditioned reflex.

He reached out to grab Kurosawa's arm, only to find that the muscles of Kurosawa's whole body were stretched as tight as a stone, and they were scorching hot.

"Do you have a fever?" Ye Zhen asked in a daze.

"Yes, I have a fever." Kuisawa finally let go of his ears, Ye Zhen heaved a sigh of relief, and then opened his eyes to look at him in frustration.

His eyes were full of water, Kurosawa couldn't help but kissed him again, pinching his hand to touch his crotch.

After taking a shower, Kurosawa was naked from the upper body, only wearing wide pajama pants, and a small tent was erected in the crotch when he lay down on his back.Ye Zhen was a little unaccustomed to touching other people's bodies. When he touched the hard, hot, swollen object covered with veins, he was taken aback, and said in a daze, "Your body is so big?!"

Kurosawa's sullen and vain heart was immediately satisfied, and he said modestly, "It's okay."

Ye Zhen said angrily: "It doesn't matter what it's called! Why isn't mine so big!"

Kurosawa finally succeeded, resting his head on the boy's shoulder and laughing.After laughing, he pulled Ye Zhen, and while supporting Ye Zhen's waist, he held his hand and let him stroke his hard stick.

Ye Zhen is not very obedient, and he himself is hard and uncomfortable. This feeling was only experienced last time in the bathroom of Heisawa's house. He was impatient and impulsive and wanted to find a release point, as if he was yearning for something empty.

He unconsciously straddled Kurosawa's body and dawdled, Kurosawa caressed his back indulgently, and at the same time squeezed his hand hard, letting his palm rest on the top of his arousal.

Crazy pleasure overwhelmed him both physically and psychologically. Kurosawa's panting gradually became heavier and his movements increased. Soon he turned over again and pressed Ye Zhen under him, kissing him rudely and frantically, and pressing against him with a hard stick He rubbed back and forth between his tender thighs.

The skin on the inner side of Ye Zhen's thigh was aching, but the pain was mixed with a bit of unspeakable pleasure.Kurosawa rubbed him back and forth with his hands, making Ye Zhen feel that he was in danger of incontinence at any time, nervous but dazzled.

In the end, he didn't know what was going on, it seemed to erupt suddenly, and the pleasure was pushed to the top in an instant, and he trembled and let out a scream that he couldn't hear.

Kurosawa was so excited, he kept kissing him fiercely, and ejaculated in the boy's hands without any scruples, and he ejaculated for several seconds before he stopped panting.

The aftertaste of the climax envelops them like warm water, making people extremely lazy and comfortable.Kuisawa was still half-hard, but Ye Zhen couldn't do it anymore. He curled up with one leg in a daze, and only after a while did he realize that his hands were covered in white turbidity, and his abdomen and thighs were splashed with semen.

He opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound at first, coughed a bit before saying hoarsely: "I feel so strange."

There was still a fire burning in Kurosawa's heart, but he didn't dare to come again, unnaturally let go of Ye Zhen, and asked, "What's so strange?"

"I don't know, I suddenly feel that I like you very much."

Kurosawa stared blankly at Ye Zhen, as if he was in a daze. After a long while, he suddenly shivered, and then he bent one leg in embarrassment.

Ye Zhen glanced at him and said expressionlessly, "I'm tired."

"I... I'll go to the bathroom." Heisawa immediately got out of bed and hurried to solve the problem by himself.

When he came back, Ye Zhen had already caught up on his sleep, and there was a mess of pajamas by his hand.Kuisawa took a warm towel and wiped Ye Zhen's hands and body clean again. Seeing that it was already dawn, he found a T-shirt from the suite and put it on for him.

The colonel hadn't come back—but luckily he hadn't.

Last night, the person in charge of the Nagasaki Hotel found clothes for them. Kurosawa found the shirt and trousers, buttoned them and walked outside, only to find the computer still on the coffee table.

He glanced at the screen inadvertently, and suddenly stopped.

Several white RVs were parked at the deserted back door of the hotel, and a dozen people dressed as guards were rushing down from the cars, and the leader had already entered the back door of the hotel.

He quickly pulled the arrow closer, recognized a few familiar faces, and his pupils constricted instantly!

Kurosawa shut down the computer with a snap, grabbed the pistol and rushed into the room, preparing to hijack Shandiren and run away.Ye Zhen didn't know what happened, he flicked the dagger given by Chu Ci in a bored way, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Hey, go put on your shoes," Kurosawa said without turning his head, "The assassination troops of the Shandi family are chasing us, we must leave now!"