shadow love

Feng Yan sat slumped on the carpet, propped his elbows on the table, raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at the people around him with slightly disdainful eyes.

Since he woke up, he has been locked up in this quiet Japanese-style house for four days. Outside the room are pavilions, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water. It has a special charm after a heavy snowfall. Although the scenery is beautiful, it is cold. Dong was really not interested in watching it, let alone the two guards who followed him every step of the way.

Feng Yan weighed it in his heart, felt that two fists were no match for four hands, so he gave up struggling, and kept observing secretly, looking for opportunities to slip away.

During this period, he was not persecuted in any way, but his freedom was restricted. Feng Yan didn't think of a reason for it. Now he is wearing a high-quality white Japanese-style kimono, because when he was caught by the stun, he only wore it. A bathrobe.

Feng Yan looked at his clothes No. 17 and complained over and over again: "Can you find me some normal clothes, so you can't be considerate of a foreigner like me." Several guards seemed to be unable to hear at all, maybe they couldn't understand, and their eyebrows were raised. He didn't move a bit, and his face remained expressionless.

"You're still forcing people to do as the Romans do, right?"

"Hahaha~" There were loud laughter suddenly outside the door, and then the wooden door was pulled open, and a burst of cold air hit, Feng Yan shrank her neck and turned her head to look at the person.

"People from the Tong family really have personality." The visitor spoke not-so-fluent Chinese. He was a man in his 40s wearing a kimono.

"You misunderstood the person, I'm not a Tong family, so it's not obvious that I'm a mixed race?"

"Hahaha~ Of course I can't make a mistake, Duke of Habsburg." The man nodded slightly as he spoke, "I'm Zeya Sukawa

, please come here just to get to know each other. "Xi Chuanze also looked up at Feng Yan carefully with probing eyes.

"Ha! It's really strange. Recently, the number of people who want to know me has multiplied, but I don't have time." Feng Yan waved his big hand in a chic manner.

"Indeed, there are so many people who want to know you, but not everyone is as polite as I am." Xi Chuanze also narrowed his eyes slightly, as if displeased.

Feng Yan squinted at the past and did not speak, but considered the old man's words in his heart.

"Please stay here with peace of mind. I have no malicious intentions. Please clarify the various interests first." Xi Chuanze also got up and opened the door to leave after speaking.

After dinner, Feng Yan wandered around the courtyard as usual, then went into the room and sat cross-legged on the tatami mat, and began to think of various possible escape methods in his mind, but it seemed that the difficulty was not small, and Feng Yan could not at all Determine where he is now. This old house seems to be isolated from the outside world. He can't find any tools to communicate with the outside world. People will die.

At first, because he didn't know the reason why he was arrested, he didn't have any fear for his life for the time being, so he lived there for a few days out of curiosity, but today he saw Zeya Sukawa and knew that the matter seemed to be very involved. Now there is a secret meeting in Europe The day was getting closer and closer, and Feng Yan couldn't sit still, "I don't know if Jin is worried about my disappearance." In times of crisis, Feng Yan pinned his hopes on his brothers.

"Swish, whoosh, whoosh~" There was a gunshot outside the house and accompanied by the tinkling sound of metal colliding, Feng Yan jumped up, quickly moved to the corner near the door to avoid accidental injury, and opened a little gap to observe the outside. Seeing the specific situation clearly, the door was slammed open, and two people fell in in response, rolling to the middle of the room with inertia before stopping.

Then two men in plain clothes and a woman without makeup appeared at the door. The three turned their heads to look at Feng Yan who was standing aside at the same time. Their expressions were different, but they all had a sense of judgment.

Feng Yan stared back, but the woman burst out laughing, shook her head helplessly and threw Feng Yan a backpack.

"It seems that you can't be wrong, you must be Feng Yan, then! There are all useful things inside." He waved to the other two men, and took the lead to go out.

Feng Yan consciously followed behind and walked out. There were some pale-faced guards lying here and there on the snowy ground. They were all alive, but they were beaten so hard that they couldn't get up, as if their joints had been removed.

Waiting outside was an unremarkable nanny car, Feng Yan sat in it unceremoniously, opened the backpack and checked.

"Don't you ask who we are?" The woman without makeup was sitting in the passenger seat, looking back at Feng Yan as if admiring a naughty wild cat, with a smile on her lips.

"Didn't you come to save me? You still want me to drink tea." Feng Yan took off the kimono on his body and changed into the casual clothes in his bag. By the way, he took a look at what was inside. The mobile phone, passport and credit card were basically all in place. , found a wooden box at the bottom of the backpack and opened it, and found that it was a semi-automatic pistol, a German-made HKP7 pistol. Feng Yan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled in satisfaction. The HKP7 pistol is most suitable for people like him who do not have a deep understanding of firearms. When used, not only the recoil is small, the accuracy is high, but the most important thing is safety. It can be carried safely even when the chamber is loaded. When the gun needs to be released quickly, it can be released immediately for shooting. It should be able to save yourself at important moments. in distress.

"Tsk tsk, how thoughtful, everything is ready, thank you!" Feng Yan put the gun away and joked.

"Master Tong is very worried about you."

"Uh..." Feng Yan scratched his head without answering.

"Now we're going to take you back to Tong's house."

"No, I still have something to do, I have to go to Mount Zangwang." Feng Yan suddenly became serious, paused and couldn't help asking: "I haven't contacted Tong Yu for many years, I almost forgot about him, What is he now...?" Halfway through the conversation, he didn't know where to start.

"What do you mean?" The plain woman took out her mobile phone and dialed, as if she had expected that Feng Yan would not obediently go back with her.

"It's just... Is there anything weird? About him..." Feng Yan gestured with his hands, but couldn't understand.

"You think too much." The plain woman said with a cold look in her eyes suddenly. The phone seemed to be connected, so she put down the soundproof panel in the car.

A few hours later, Feng Yan was thrown out of the car. It was still windy and snowy weather. There was already thick snow on the ground. When he stepped on it, his calf disappeared. Feng Yan shrank his neck and raised his eyes to look around. It feels like a wilderness, but you can vaguely see Mount Zao in the distance, and before you think about it, you take out your phone and call Tong Jin.

"Jin, are you worried about me?" As soon as the call was connected, Feng Yan began to act like a baby.

"Yan... are you okay?" Tong Jin's voice was a little hoarse, and his tone was full of surprise.

"I'm freezing in the strong wind and snow. If you don't come to pick me up, I will freeze to death."

"Where are you?"

"I can't tell. You can find me by location. I can see Mount Zao, so it shouldn't be far away." Although Feng Yan was dressed a lot, she still couldn't help her teeth chattering.

"Okay, I'll be right over here."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Yan put his hands in his pockets and began to jump back and forth, left and right.

The next day, the weather changed from the haze of the past, and the sun turned brighter, and the wind was not as harsh as the previous few days. At first glance, it was a vast expanse of whiteness, and the snow was shining brightly under the sunlight.

Feng Yan didn't stop talking when he got up early in the morning, trying his best to persuade Tong Jin to go skiing with him. Tong Jin suddenly thought of Klens, as if Klens had asked him if he liked skiing before. .

"I never heard that you like skiing." Tong Jin raised an eyebrow and asked Feng Yan.

"I'm interested in everything, I just didn't think of this before." Feng Yan replied casually.

"Would you?" He asked suspiciously.

"Try it and you'll know."

Bringing three special guards, Feng Yan and Tong Jin came to the service desk of the ski resort. After registration, they took a few adult snowmobiles and rushed to the snow circle square with a roar. Feng Yan took a quick glance at the crowd, felt that there was nothing unusual, so he sprinted towards the intermediate slide with confidence.

"I heard that night skiing here is more exciting." Feng Yan stopped the snowmobile, beamed and shouted to Tong Jin who was following behind.

Tong Jin got out of the car leisurely, ignored Feng Yan, and looked up slightly.

The shrubs near the ski trail are covered by heavy snow, presenting a beautiful scenery similar to a snowfield. The pine trees dressed up in heavy snow look like ghosts and ghosts, with various poses. Tong Jin can imagine that if he shuttles inside, it must be like swimming in the bottom of the sea, or a white ocean. .

"After a while, this place will be even more beautiful. Usually between December and February, the monsoon blows the ice on the trees, and over time, it will form ice sculptures in the shape of big trees. They are called hoarfrost. Feng Yan said while squatting down to check the quality of the snow. Because the temperature is low, the snow quality is very soft, even if it falls, it will not hurt too much, which is suitable for beginners like him who are sensitive to pain. "Hey! Or, the party is over Shall we stay longer?"

"Okay, forget the pain from the scar? Did you forget that you were caught so soon?" Tong Jin glanced at Feng Yan, "Who saved you?"

"Tong Yu, remember?" Feng Yan couldn't wait to put on the ski equipment on his body.

"That... is not normal..?" Tong Jin said with a puzzled face and pointed to his head.

"Oh, I don't know the details." While talking, he has already slid forward slowly by inertia.

Tong Jin shook his head helplessly, studying the set of ski equipment he brought, the nearby special guard suddenly ran up and handed over his mobile phone, "Mr. Bard's number."

"Master Jin, I have received the exact time of the party, and it will be tomorrow afternoon."

"kindness…"