Revolution in the depths of the soul

Lin Jingfeng looked at the red hair, his left pupil was golden, and his right pupil was dark red, which gave him an indescribable feeling, as if he was a king.

The red hair said: "Your name is Zhuang Mingqing."

Zhuang Mingqing had bandages wrapped around his chest and abdomen, and he knew what was waiting for him.

The red hair said: "Take your sister back, I hope I won't kill you with my own hands next time."

Zhuang Mingqing took a breath, looked at the red hair, the red hair said lightly: "You can get out, don't talk too much."

Blue, blue, and gold were either sitting or standing, listening to the redhead's assignment by the sofa in the lounge.

Cui Wen's bullet has been taken out, he is sitting in a wheelchair, looking at these people with a pale face.

Lin Jingfeng asked: "You betrayed Tang Chu."

Cui Wen nodded honestly, and Lin Jingfeng said again: "What benefits does the old man give you?"

Cui Wen replied: "He said... take me with him."

Lin Jingfeng: "Where are you going?"

Cui Wen: "From Khabarovsk... take a boat to Vladivostok, then enter Japan, and go to Australia."

Redhead: "So, they're already waiting there now?"

"Yes... yes." Cui Wen nodded.

Lin Jingfeng said: "The old man's goods are all here. When did he ask you to meet him?"

Cui Wen said: "From February...28 to March [-], find a connector in Fuyuan to board the boat, and go directly to the pier to wait for him."

Lin Jingfeng: "What's the connection code?"

Cui Wen: "Sister Qiu only knows, I don't know... I really don't know, don't kill me!"

Lin Jingfeng: "Handing you over to the police is also a capital offense."

Cui Wen became excited and said loudly: "You can't run away either! I know you're in this business too!"

Lin Jingfeng: "Of course, but it's not your turn to take care of it."

The red-haired thought for a while and said, "After arriving in Fuyuan, you will be responsible for carrying the things on board and finding someone to connect. After I find the connector, I won't take care of you anymore, so I can take care of myself."

Lan Mou: "Once the other party finds out that he is being followed by us, aren't you afraid of being silenced by your group?"

The red-haired said: "Then it depends on his fate. After three hours of preparation, we are ready to go."

Zhan Xing stayed in the room and played with the jellyfish with Tang You. The wind outside the window was a little less, and the small glass bottle containing the jellyfish was placed on the coffee table. Each of them drew a sketch on the jellyfish that was drawn up and down with a piece of paper.

Tang You's painting was quite satisfactory, while Zhan Xing drew a crooked monster with two big eyes on the jellyfish's head, an open mouth and a tongue sticking out.

"What do you think they will plan?" Tang You was absent-minded, always wanting to eavesdrop.

Zhan Xing removed the sound collector next to Tang You's ear, and said, "Uncle Hong has already promised you, so don't worry."

Tang You had no choice but to lie on the table and draw pictures boringly, and Lin Jingfeng came back.

"Pack up your things and leave in two hours." Lin Jingfeng said.

Tang You threw away the painting and cleaned it up. Lin Jingfeng couldn't help twitching his mouth when he saw Zhan Xing's sketch of jellyfish.

"How do you say it?" Zhan Xing looked at Lin Jingfeng expectantly.

Lin Jingfeng put on his gloves, adjusted the firearm, and said without raising his head, "You have to do them a favor."

"When Uncle Hong and the others went to Fuyuan for the first time, they were already discovered by the old man's subordinates. Brother Hu and the others also knew who it was. Tang You is Tang Chu's younger brother, let alone me. They all know each other."

Zhan Xing asked nervously, "What do you mean?"

Lin Jingfeng handed over a glove: "Except for you, everyone is easy to expose the target, and we can't do without you."

Zhan Xing said, "I can also do many things."

Lin Jingfeng said lightly: "Yes, after arriving in Fuyuan together, I need your assistance. You take Cui Wen to the meeting place and wait. If there is no accident, you will be arrested to see the old man, and the insider will fall on you .”

Zhan Xing said with a smile: "No problem!" He got up and took Lin Jingfeng's gloves and put them on: "Finally, I don't need to use it as an oil bottle."

Lin Jingfeng looked at Zhan Xing, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Yeah, I really didn't expect that Uncle Hong and the others would tell you what you should do in detail after getting on the bus."

Supporting the wall with one hand, Zhan Xing hooked Lin Jingfeng's chin with his fingers, and kissed his lips: "Daughter-in-law, don't worry, my husband will come back safely!"

Lin Jingfeng couldn't laugh or cry.

On the same day, Hongfa reorganized his equipment, got into the car with seven team members, left Changbai, drove on the expressway, and headed for Fuyuan, the easternmost border of China.

"Who told you to eat this damn thing!" Zhan Xing frowned.

Huo Hu was holding a big bag, biting his mouth loudly, with relish: "I don't have any money, this one smells like milk, do you want to try it?"

Zhan Xing: "It's okay to eat popcorn, what kind of cat food to eat, you can't choose a better brand for cat food!? Can Weijia eat it, and you can eat adult cat food, but you can also eat kittens. I……"

Zhan Xing threw the family pack of kitten milk-flavored cat food on Huo Hu's head, and said without tears, "Find a supermarket along the way and get off to buy things."

In the station wagon, the green hat and the money fan are playing cards: "By the way, treat me, I know your family is rich."

"Please." Zhan Xing said angrily, "Whatever you want to eat, I don't need any money from my family now, I earn it all myself."

"Not bad." The red hair pushed the sunglasses: "Keep going."

Lin Jingfeng leaned on the seat, stretched his fingers thoughtfully, and after a while smiled, he embraced Zhan Xing in his arms.

"The clay pot you broke is worth 280 million yuan." The money fan said heartbroken after hearing what happened underground.

Exhibition line: "280 million."

Lin Jingfeng: "How long is it enough for you, think about it?"

Zhan Xing counted with his fingers; "Three hundred a day, three hundred days a year, 30 years..."

Lin Jingfeng looked at Zhan Xing with a smile and remained silent.

Zhan Xing didn't care too much about this kind of windfall, he thought for a long time, and said, "But that's not my property. These few antiques that are used as bait, should be sent to the museum at that time."

Lin Jingfeng said indifferently, "It's up to you."

The four special forces were talking and laughing, and Zhan Xing quickly integrated into them. They got out of the car and bought beer and beef jerky, and played cards in the station wagon as if they were on vacation.

These special soldiers are just like ordinary people, Zhan Xing can't tell that they have special skills at all, the red hair is good at swordsmanship, the physical fitness is strong, the blue eyes are extremely accurate in sniping, and the aiming ability is still on him. The green hat seems to know that there are many gods and monsters Weird little trick; what would a money fan do?

Two days later, they arrived in Fuyuan.

At the end of the three eastern provinces, although it is early March, the white mist and ice are gradually melting away, and the seeds under the black soil have not yet germinated, and the severe cold is slowly fading away.

The residents of the Far Northern Territory have a saying of "cat winter". When winter comes, they stop their work, and the whole family stays at home to keep warm. When spring comes, the ice and snow melt slowly and the residents move around.

There are many people on the streets of Fuyuan. The women are wrapped in headscarves. The Chinese-Russian mixed-race has Asian characteristics. Their eyes are dark and blue, and their high nose bridge and fair milk-like skin are very eye-catching.

Huo Hu: "Hi—"

Several blond-haired tall girls walked over with a smile, ignoring the strong man.

Zhan Xing grabbed Huo Hu's ear and dragged it aside: "Why! What do you want to do!"

Huo Hu said with a smile: "Their hair is golden and beautiful! What's there to eat here?"

Fuyuan is close to Heilongjiang, rich in aquatic products. In winter, the boundary river freezes. Over the years, the global climate has warmed. The cold current couldn't freeze the enthusiasm of the fishermen along the river to start fishing for the first time.

Red Hair, Lan Mou and others changed their military jackets to avoid being too conspicuous at the border. Everyone changed into leather jackets. Zhan Xing and Lin Jingfeng wore sweaters and stood by the river hand in hand to watch the scenery.The special forces took everyone's ID cards and passports and went to contact the border office to apply for tourist visas.

The crowd gathered in a remote place outside the street, and the green hat issued several tourist visas so that once everyone left the country, they would not be deported by the Russian military.

"The task this time is likely to cross the border." The red hair said: "Others should know how to measure, Xiao Tang and Zhan Xing, you two should pay attention, if you are interrogated by the Russian border police, remember not to be too arrogant."

Lan Mou added: "Don't throw bombs in the city center, Xiao Tang, did you hear that?"

Tang You mumbled perfunctorily.

Red-haired: "You can speak Chinese in Khabarovsk, and most people can understand it, but it's hard to speak in the police station."

Zhan Xing: "Understood—hey, little master, why is yours a labor visa? Everyone is a tourist visa..."

Lin Jingfeng put the passport into his pocket unnaturally: "How do I know?"

The green hat smiled and said, "It's more convenient for him to use a labor visa."

Tang You frowned and said, "Isn't the labor visa issued at the place of residence?"

Lin Jingfeng frowned and said, "I came here after I had finished the arrangements, because I thought in advance that I might go to Russia..."

Zhan Xing thought it might be a procedural problem, so he didn't ask any more questions. The red hair said again: "Let's go free for a while, and we will gather at the pier at 01:30 noon. After we gather, we will start to perform tasks. We need to disperse and board the boat. Each blends into the crowd and cannot stick together again..."

The red hair glanced at Lin Jingfeng and Zhan Xing, and said again: "Everyone...separately go shopping? Are you two together?"

Zhan Xing was puzzled, always felt something was wrong, and said, "Brother Hu, let's go eat fish together...Aren't you..."

Lin Jingfeng said lightly: "Okay, I'll take him for a stroll."

Huo Hu wanted to follow, but was grabbed by Hongfa and left with the special forces.

Zhan Xing: "???"

Lin Jingfeng took Zhan Xing's hand, and these days he was inseparable from him, and followed him everywhere, Zhan Xing suddenly stopped and asked: "What are you planning? You don't want to leave me and run away again, do you?" .”

Lin Jingfeng burst out laughing: "How come?"

Zhan Xing said, "Where's your letter of guarantee?"

Lin Jingfeng forgot, and said: "I must write it tonight, and I will give it to you when it is finished."

Zhan Xing nodded: "That's about the same."

The street is very lively. This is the border city between Russia and China. Many Russians buy things in the market and bring them back to Sakhalin Island, Vladivostok and other places to resell. Wine, decorations, clothes and even shoes are all hot snap-ups. commodity.There are also many stalls selling Russian art.

Zhanxing stopped in front of a stall to play with its nesting dolls. The father with two mustaches was wearing a mother wearing flowers. Then he took out a little girl, a fat little boy who was wearing suspenders at the bottom. He had a lot of fun, and compared Lin Jingfeng with his father's doll with a mustache. Lin Jingfeng had no expression on his face, and his eyes were indifferent. He guessed Zhan Xing's little thought: "What are you looking at?"

Zhan Xing laughed to himself: "You are becoming more and more like a father."

Lin Jingfeng: "It's because you are too skinny, I can't control you, do you want to buy one? Let me see, what are you doing?"

Zhan Xing threw the little boy away, stuffed the wooden figurine that Lin Jingfeng gave him into it, and muttered: "This is a family."

Lin Jingfeng picked up a collection of Pushkin's double translation poems, flipped through it, and paid for it.

Many years later, Lin Jingfeng still remembered clearly what they did today, and also remembered every movement and every smile of Zhan Xing.

They bought a lot of gadgets at the market, and Zhan Xing also bought Lin Jingfeng a foot rope, which was a woven product made by Ukrainian women for their sweethearts, and the rope circles were woven in three colors: red, blue and black.

It means: even if you have traveled thousands of rivers and mountains, no matter how far you are from home, one day you will return to my side and return home.

The midday sun slanted on the steeple of the church. On the side of the square, Lin Jingfeng took off his military boots and sat on a bench in the garden. Zhanxing knelt down on one knee and tied the rope around Lin Jingfeng's ankle.

When he looked up, Lin Jingfeng's backlit face was hazy.

They watched the wedding in front of the church for a while before Lin Jingfeng put Zhan Xing's shoulders on his shoulders and went to the restaurant to have a meal. They were all Zhan Xing's favorite dishes. A very small, strangely shaped pearl, the two laughed, Zhan Xing put the little pearl into a glass bottle and let it stay with the little jellyfish.

The jellyfish are not used to the strong light, and they are a little wilted. Zhan Xing sighed for a while, and planned to go to the aquarium to ask questions after returning.

They were holding hands and skating on an artificial lake. When someone came to chase them, they fell into a ball and ran in a hurry. They ran across several alleys, sat side by side on a bench, bathed in the spring sunshine, wore couple sweaters, surrounded by Couple scarves.

Lin Jingfeng read Pushkin's poems for Zhan Xing - the person chosen by your lingering dream sees a ray of happiness.

Zhan Xing: "Hahaha, can you read it in Gansu dialect?"

Lin Jingfeng recited poems in broken local dialect, and Zhan Xing laughed out loud.

He switched to Northeast dialect, Sichuan dialect, Xi'an dialect, etc., and read a passage in a different language. Zhan Xing laughed so hard that he was about to roll to the ground, and tears came out.

Lin Jingfeng looked at Zhan Xing with a smile, and felt that his monkey-like character, which could be happy about everything, was really interesting.

I don't know from which day, Lin Jingfeng is no longer the gloomy boy squatting in the dark tomb, staring at the coffin and the corpse in a daze, the skylight of the deep stone room many years ago finally opened, Zhanxing hung a rope, and personally put him Bring out the damp, quiet, dim world.

"Let's go." Lin Jingfeng closed the book and looked at his watch: "The action has begun."

People from the special operations team took Cui Wen to wait behind a warehouse next to the pier.

Tang You couldn't hide his worry on his face.

Zhan Xing: "Still depressed, let me read you a poem hahaha, my little master taught me..."

"Hungry and touched the rare hotpot—" Zhan Xing shook his head, and was laughed at by himself before he even started to read.

Several people looked at Zhan Xing, with a black line on his head, and the scene was cold.

Tang You stretched out his foot and kicked, Zhan Xing hurriedly avoided, Tang You yelled at him: "Get to work! My brother is still alive and dead, what poems are he still reading—!"

Zhan Xing smiled and said, "Okay, let's stop making trouble, I want to make you happy." He put away the book, and took the wheelchair pushed by the red hair, on which was the sickly Cui Wen.

Red hair handed Zhan Xing a small bag and two tickets, Zhan Xing threw the bag behind his back, red hair rarely said: "Be careful."

Zhan Xing nodded, kissed Lin Jingfeng, took Cui Wen, turned a corner and left.

He walked out of the warehouse, and Tang You stopped him again.

"Why?" Zhan Xing asked.

Tang You said: "Thank you, little cheap, thank you for your hard work."

"Hi—what are you talking about?" Zhan Xing waved his hands, pushed Cui Wen's wheelchair, and went to line up to board the boat.

"This child is very good." Lan Mou commented in a rare way: "You must know how to cherish it in the future."

Lin Jingfeng hummed, his eyes were a little wet, he put away the long knife, and everyone dispersed into the crowd, each with a ticket to go to line up.

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