Obsessed with Qin

The variety shows in the show are still noisy, he said to Ke Yang: "Don't think that if my father believes in you, you can shake your prestige in front of me, you are still far behind."

The expression on Ke Yang's face changed round after round, and finally he said under his throat, "Farewell."

The day before leaving the country, Qin Zhao didn't go anywhere, just lay on the sofa and watched "Run, Big Brother" all day.He drank water when he was given, and ate when he was given food. He didn't even make a phone call. He behaved as if he had changed his gender.

Qin's father felt compassionate, and when it got dark again, he opened a bottle of Moutai, held up two small wine cups, and said to Qin Zhao, "Let's have a drink?"

Qin Zhao just took a shower, his hair and eyes are wet, with a kind of pure black.He picked up the remote control to turn off the TV, and said, "Don't drink, quit."

Qin's father was taken aback for a moment: "When did you start quitting?"

Qin Zhao didn't look at him, turned around and walked upstairs, saying, "Now."

Qin's father's face froze, he raised his hand and smashed the wine cup, still depressed after thinking about it, he smashed the bottle of Moutai that he hadn't drunk in the same way.

The plane departed at [-]:[-], and at [-]:[-], Ke Yang sent Qin Zhao into the airport hall.Before the boarding pass was changed, Qin Zhao kicked the suitcase next to his feet and said to Ke Yang, "Wait, I'm going to the bathroom."

All the documents are in the suitcase, and Qin Zhao only has a phone and no cash.Ke Yang was not afraid that he would cheat, so he said: "Okay."

Under Ke Yang's watchful eye, Qin Zhao walked into the nearest bathroom. Someone had already been waiting there and gave him a set of sportswear with a slightly larger size.Qin Zhao put a few sponges on his shoulders, and tied a piece of clothing around his waist to make himself bigger, and then lowered the brim of his baseball cap to cover most of his face.

Ke Yang, who was waiting outside, looked down at his watch. A six or seven-year-old boy shook off his mother's hand and ran around in the hall. He accidentally bumped into Qin Zhao's suitcase. The suitcase fell and hurt off his leg.The little boy raised his head and began to cry. Ke Yang knelt down and picked up the little boy, asking him where it hurts.

The little boy's mother ran over in a hurry, apologizing while training the child, all kinds of voices were mixed together, Ke Yang's sight was blocked, and a figure in sportswear and a baseball cap flashed past his peripheral vision .

Ten minutes later, related announcements sounded on the airport radio. After 10 minutes, the broadcast became more and more frequent. Ke Yang finally realized that something was wrong, rushed into the bathroom and checked every partition, and there was no sign of Qin Zhao anywhere.

Cold sweat fell heavily, Ke Yang bit the bullet and called Qin's father: "Sir, I, I lost someone."

Qin Zhao walked out of the airport hall and found the taxi according to the license plate number in the text message. Qin Zhao got into the car, and the driver glanced at him through the rearview mirror: "Mr. Tan asked you to come?"

Qin Zhao nodded, the driver said nothing more, the car slid out silently and merged into the traffic.

After turning three streets, there is a busy city. The taxi stopped at the entrance of Carrefour. Qin Zhao rolled down the window and looked across the street. An Infiniti with a wiped license plate was parked by the side of the road.

Like a thief, as for what?

Qin Zhao removed the sponge used for the shoulder pads and threw it into the trash can, opened the door of the Infiniti and sat in.In addition to the driver, there was a middle-aged man sitting in the co-pilot, smiling and looking kind.

The middle-aged man said: "My surname is Zheng, and I'm Mr. Tan's housekeeper. It's good for Mr. Qin to call me Lao Zheng. Time is running out, so I'll make a long story short."

Lao Zheng opened the briefcase on his lap, took out a kraft paper bag from it, and said to Qin Zhao: "In an hour, we will send you to the mountainous area on the border between China and Myanmar by private helicopter. In the file bag is your new Identity, once you enter the border area, the cooperation will officially start, there will be no more Qin Zhao in the world, and you will not be able to contact your former relatives and friends. In a sense, Qin Zhao is dead."

Qin Zhao bypassed the knotted string on the bag, and a few A4 papers fell out of it. He just glanced at it and smiled: "Kachin people? It's a pity that Zhou Tan doesn't write novels."

Old Zheng also laughed, and said: "Mr. Tan said that the Kachin people have learned knives since they were young, and they have blood in their bones. They are very similar to you."

Qin Zhao lit a cigarette and said, "You Mr. Tan think highly of me."

Lao Zheng just laughed and didn't speak any more.Qin Zhao lowered the car window, stretched out his hand and flicked the cigarette ash three times.

Five minutes later, Infiniti quietly started.Not far away, a Maybach lowered the window slowly. Song Jingqi ticked down the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and said to Liu Xianghua, "The first step is water, the second is land, and the third is empty. It seems We have to go back and study which small civilian aircrafts have flown in which direction today."

121

What's on the China-Myanmar border?

Qin Zhao looked up at the helicopter's constantly spinning wings, and a few cold nouns slid through his mind——

The evil Golden Triangle, the humid and deep rainforest, the armed forces with unknown ownership, the arsenal like hell on earth, and the death that occurs and is staged anytime and anywhere.

That is the beginning and the end chapter, with redemption and deeper fall.

Once you step in, it's impossible to get out clean.

The strong airflow from the helicopter almost overturned him. Lao Zheng handed a satellite phone to Qin Zhao and said loudly, "Mr. Tan has something to tell you."

The satellite phone looks a bit like Nokia, the anti-fall artifact that was once all the rage. Qin Zhao took two steps away from the helicopter while holding the phone. Said: "Qin Zhao, I hope our cooperation will be pleasant enough."

Qin Zhao licked his chapped lips that had been blown by the wind, and there was a bloody smell permeating between his lips and teeth, with a fiery intensity.Qin Zhao found that he liked the taste, so he couldn't help biting down with the tip of his teeth, tearing open the gap, and successfully obtained more fishy-sweet taste.

Zhou Tan said to himself on the other end of the phone: "As your partner, in order to show my sincerity, I have prepared a meeting gift, I hope you like it."

Qin Zhao held the phone and subconsciously looked at Lao Zheng. It is said that people will automatically upgrade to an old fox when they live to a certain age. This personal butler of Mr. Tan has obviously already completed the evolution.Lao Zheng opened the password box in his hand, and Qin Zhao saw a desert eagle with a silver body on display safely. The gun body was made of pure steel, and the handle was inlaid with gold and gemstones. It was as beautiful as a work of art.

Qin Zhao pulled out the pistol, and his index finger was stuck in the trigger, and the gun was wrapped around it. The weight of an empty gun of two kilograms is not ideal, but Qin Zhao likes the heavy feeling, as if he is holding a person's life.

He put the pistol in his waist, and said to Zhou Tan on the other end of the phone: "I like this thing."

Zhou Tan replied lightly: "That's good."

Old Zheng didn't board the plane. He stood outside the cabin and waved to Qin Zhao, saying, "I can only take you here. Take care."

The noise was too loud, and he had to roar to speak. Qin Zhao didn't bother to open his mouth, so he raised his hand and flicked the Desert Eagle on his waist, with a faint smile on his lips.

The helicopter pulled up from the spot and flew obliquely into the air. Qin Zhao sat on his knees at the gate of the airport, looking at the world gradually going away under his feet, his eyes were full of blackness.

Maybe it was because of a heart-to-heart connection. Qin Jin, who had been having a high fever in the ward, suddenly opened his eyes. The little nurse who was changing the drip bottle was startled, and quickly reached out to touch his forehead. Qin Jin grabbed the little nurse's clothes. Sleeves, calling that name one after another in a hoarse voice——

Qin Zhao, Qin Zhao.

His lips were trembling slightly, his hands were trembling too, his pupils were covered with a layer of physiological water film, like a little prince who had wandered off to the wrong planet, calling that name in fear and helplessness——

Qin Zhao, Qin Zhao.

But this time, no one could answer him.

The windows in the ward were not closed properly, and when the wind blew in, they opened suddenly, and the setting sun set down brilliantly, and a fiery season came to an end.Qin Jin stared at the doom-like embers for a long time, his pupils that lost focus were washed brightly, tears slid down the corners of his eyes, fell on the pillow, leaving small traces.

I will wait for you.

You need to come back quickly.

As the old saying goes, sickness comes like a mountain. To Qin Jin, the one who fell this time was probably the Everest, or the one made of steel and concrete, which almost crushed him to death.He lay in the hospital for five full days before he barely got up, his fever subsided, and he lost a lot of weight. When he stood in front of the mirror, it was like seeing Bai Wuchang wandering around the world.

The haggard feeling from the bones, pale and weak like a lost soul.

On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Qin's father was driving, and Qin's mother helped him pack his things. Qin Jin stood aside and watched, and said after a long time, "Qin... where is my brother?"

When he opened his mouth to speak, he realized that his voice was completely hoarse, and he didn't know if it could recover.

Qin's mother paused: "I heard from your father that he was originally planning to go to Germany, but the driver just sent him to the airport, and he disappeared."

Qin Jin hummed and didn't speak again.

There are fallen leaves drifting outside the window, autumn is the season when everything withers.

After returning home, Qin Jin walked into Qin Zhao's room with a suitcase, and Qin's mother followed behind him, with a hesitant expression on her face.Qin Jin pointed to the empty big black bed, and said, "My brother's rented house has been returned, right? From now on, I will live at home. I will sleep in my brother's room, and mine will be converted into a guest room or a storage room." Any room is fine."

Qin's mother called out "Little Jin", Qin Jin quickly turned around and said, "I'm very tired and want to sleep for a while."

It wasn't until he heard the sound of the door closing and locking that Qin Jin's tense nerves relaxed a little.The room is very quiet, the whole world is silent, Qin Zhao's things have been removed, even the sheets and quilts are