Double Bracelets

For one second, two seconds, Fu Yiheng fixed his eyes on the two people standing on the bank smoking not far away, and listened intently to the voice of the person behind him, judging how far this person was from him.Her eyes seemed to have light, the smoker looked back at her, and saw her eyes accurately in the darkness, her gestures, confirmations, and orders.

right.Everything went according to plan.There is no bias.

The man standing on the right side of the two picked up his baggage, and their figures could not be seen clearly in the darkness, as if they were hiding in the darkness.They threw away their cigarette butts and walked towards Fu Yiheng.And she, leaning against the depression under the outer wall of the temple, just hid outside the range of the street lamp light, wearing a black windbreaker.In his right hand in his pocket, he held a small Finnish hunting knife.Very small, the wooden handle is held in the hand, and it feels good in the hand.According to Fu Fenglang, who gave this gift, it was collected from an old local hunter. He did not know how many prey he had killed and how many steaming animal blood had been stained.

I owe you some blood, maybe, she thought, I will open it to you today.

It has no gauntlet, so it can penetrate deeply, and it has only one front, so it is very sharp.Fu Yiheng seriously recalled the movements of last night's exercise, and she was not unfamiliar. Maybe she is suitable for doing these things because she doesn't like red makeup and arms by nature.Even she can feel very wonderful pleasure in such bloody activities.At home in Shanxi, others said he was Sun Shangxiang from the Fu family. She had a special room in her own yard for storing all kinds of knives collected, so that when relatives gave her gifts, they all knew that knives should be given.

Coming.The footsteps are getting closer and closer. I must be very happy tonight. After drinking some wine, the footsteps are still so fast. Could it be that he is so excited by tricking him into finding a brothel?

Four, three, two, one.

Among the two who were still smoking just now, the one without a backpack suddenly strode forward and grabbed the student-like man who smelled like alcohol. The man's friend immediately changed his face, and the two worked together to restrain him.This person doesn't know why, he was drunk and excitedly intoxicated on the way to the most ecstasy brothel, but now he was tied up for no reason. Could it be that he was recently contacted by someone from Zhongtong?

Being?

He didn't have time to finish the cold sweat, and there was a sharp pain in his heart.He also couldn't call out because his mouth was covered.Fu Yiheng's stab was precise and deep, and he deliberately pulled it down a little, causing quite a wound.Another smoking man took off the bundle, took out the rope and wrapped the bundle around the man's shoulders, neck and knees—in fact, it was rather like tying a Western-style roast chicken.At this time, he had no time to hum or plead, his eyes gradually dimmed in the darkness, Fu Yiheng drew out the knife nimbly, and the three men joined forces and threw him into the Shichahai.

Stab the heart, sink the lake.Unknowingly.Even if someone saw it in the distance, they could only see a figure in black passing under the lamp.But this is an ordinary day in Beiping, an ordinary night, an ordinary quiet street behind Shichahai.

The three of them left immediately after throwing away the living.The man in charge of detaining people walked with Fu Yiheng.Passing by under the light, I accidentally caught a glimpse of Fu Yiheng arranging his cuffs.

"See blood?" "It doesn't matter. No one can see it. Besides, it's all," Fu Yiheng took off the black cloth, the man seemed to relax, and he said in a natural tone from his hometown in Northeast China: "I can't see it." Ah, and put leggings on the wrists! What an old comrade!"

However, their voices were extremely low, and they smiled at each other and even looked ambiguous. Those who didn't know it thought they were dating couples.It's just that the dating couple broke up at the intersection, not only went in the opposite direction, but also took a different fork in the road, as if they didn't know each other at all just now, and they didn't end a life together.

After walking for a long time and making sure that no one was following her, Fu Yiheng let out a sigh of relief.The air in late autumn night is already very cold, but refreshing.The alley is still so quiet, she chooses to take the route that she and Wang Chanyue go back to Fu's house every time, because she doesn't know if the shop of sugar-fried chestnuts is open or not, and she wants to buy a bag for Chanyue to eat tomorrow, the little girl likes it.Thinking about it, she smiled.

Since the fall of the Soviet area, the Northern Bureau and the organization have completely severed their ties and went their own way.Although this happened before, it is not what it used to be, and people's hearts are very shaken.These old comrades are naturally icy in Yuhu. Although relatives and friends in Luoyang don't know how to ask, some fresh blood quickly spoils.Fu Yiheng recruited some people in his previous student work, and finally reported it to Director Kong {94}. Director Kong transferred to Shanghai before completing the final screening. This matter and the Northern Bureau were completely abandoned.Whether it is for the revolutionary cause or for merit, the respective upper peaks should all develop.It's all right now, Fu Yiheng received a rumor a while ago that he saw a progressive student who had been recruited before had a close relationship with someone from the Central Bureau of Statistics.

The day before yesterday afternoon, I had a meeting with Director Gao {95}, and they agreed that they must cut it off.For this reason, the two made a careful plan. There are three people in the party, and they will definitely wipe out this college student who is about to graduate.She thought about it for a second, whether this person does not have to die, after all, he is a college student who has been cultivated with great difficulty, with excellent academic performance, and he should be able to work hard in society in the future.The next second she knew that she couldn't. Not only had this boy met her, but he had also met many important comrades. He knew the location of every meeting and the list of all the people in this group. He was originally a young comrade with a bright future. Well, but now it must be killed.

At dusk today, she hurried out, first went to a restaurant to have dinner with her colleagues, and exchanged instructions from the shopkeeper with the waiter at the same time—all the money was given to her were coins, so she decided to act tonight.Then go on foot to Guanghua Temple as planned.Walking through the red temple gate, there is a strong smell of fireworks.Very good.Walking to the secluded place by the Shicha seaside outside the temple, he quietly hid in the darkness, like a ninja.There are hundreds of stars in the clear and clear autumn night sky in North China.The Buddha is the witness, and the sky is the witness. No matter what I do today is unrighteous or righteous, I have no complaints or regrets.

I don't know if the boy who has sunk in a certain bottom of Shichahai now regrets a certain one in the past?Will you regret being a progressive student?Will you regret contacting people from Zhongtong?Will you regret going to Peking to study at university?Fu Yiheng, do you regret killing such people?She is old comrade and experienced.Possibly she is perfectly qualified to go to the State Political Security Bureau {96}-except for being famous.So recently she had a good discussion with Director Gao, whether she should prepare something to change her reputation, such as being chased and killed by her own people, so that she can be removed from the list of suspects, and it will be more convenient for her to obtain information .She always felt that she was being overqualified.

Back home, close the door, the quiet autumn night of Suzhou Hutong.

In the afternoon of the next day, when the sun was at its best and warmest, Wang Chanyue walked into the courtyard of Fu's house.She also knew that Fu Yiheng would be like a snoozing cat at this time, reading a book on the most comfortable couch in the study.She wanted to ask her, what books did she read today, and where did she read "Zi Zhi Tong Jian".The last time I talked about the ups and downs of the Wang family, the Xi family and the Xie family during the Wei and Jin Dynasties, you haven’t finished telling me.Or you can tell me the story of Queen Elizabeth I, her father's love affairs, the story of the Great Revolution, whatever.Although I don't like historical stories as much as you do.But I like when you tell me stories.

And I'm so confused now, I don't want to think about the sequence of human anatomy or any theory of epidemiology, I really,

"Here we come." She opened the curtain and walked into the study room. Fu Yiheng was lying on the couch as expected, but he was holding a copy of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" in his hand. It's a skill to copy so well. Come on, do it." Fu Yiheng didn't hesitate at all, and leaned back on the couch to make room for Wang Chanyue. He gave her a small teacup on the small table, "Drink it when you're thirsty. It's hot in autumn, so refresh yourself. This is a jasmine flower filled with fat sea." Wang Chanyue was already familiar with Fu's house and regarded it as her own, but now Unlike in the past, as a priest, her heart has already been moved by the goddess, so the posture of sitting down is a little reserved.

Seeing what Fu Yiheng was doing, there was no wave in his eyes.It's a pity that Wang Chanyue was tired, and she automatically surrendered after a while.The waist is also bent and the back is bent, and the sitting posture is rather unsightly holding a teacup. "Tired?" Fu Yiheng asked her softly, "Well..." Wang Chanyue didn't explain, not as noisy as before, Fu Yiheng thought what's wrong, everything is abnormal, "What class is it that makes you tired Is it like this? Let me tell you, you don’t have to work too hard, you are already very good, and your ranking is not important to you, and you don’t need a scholarship, so don’t work so hard.”

"It's not that I don't work so hard, so I came to you." Wang Chanyue put down the teacup helplessly, and laughed at herself: "I came to you because I was too tired, otherwise I should have stayed in the library today You study your homework, and you have an exam next Monday." "What exam can stump you?" "You can't be like this, you can't be a top-notch student, the one that the teachers like the most, and you feel human There are so many people!" Fu Yiheng smiled, and patted Wang Chanyue on the shoulder, "Yes, yes, yes, I major in sociology, so I can't compare with you."

Wang Chanyue was in a trance for a while, and in a blink of an eye, she saw Fu Yiheng's flirtatious eyes full of flirtatiousness, and another burst of emotion flooded, really like an autumn lake, with ripples rippled one after another for some reason.

is it you?The person I love, who belongs to my destiny, is you?How illusory and real it is, you are in front of my eyes, but I seem to never be able to touch you, as if I have lost you forever.

She felt sore, so she became daring and wanted to lie down on the spot, but Fu Yiheng gave her the seat, "Just lie here. Lay down when you're tired, that's great. Rest for an afternoon, just treat it as something else None."

Wang Chanyue lay on her side with a cushion on her pillow, not daring to turn her head to look at Fu Yiheng behind her, to see what kind of eyes she looked at her, whether she looked at her with admiration or affection, or didn't look at her at all.Feeling tiredness emanating from her chest, she took a long breath, and heard the sound of pages turning, knowing that Fu Yiheng was reading again.

She is always like this, as if the embarrassment and embarrassment are all my own.

For a long time, Wang Chanyue asked lazily as if she wanted a story before going to bed: "Tell me, how are sister and sister Jiang?" It's hard to find. Why do you ask this?" "Nothing, just ask."

Fu Yiheng looked at Wang Chanyue's temples and ear pinnae. She really didn't look like her cousin at all, but she looked like her cousin's best friend.Fu Yiheng really thought so. Before she knew the real situation, she had already regarded the relationship between the two of them as love, not ordinary sisterhood.She even believed with full confidence that sooner or later those two people would understand.But when she asked, she remembered all the details of the wedding, could it be,

"Chanyue, Chanyue?" She wanted to wake up Sleeping Beauty and ask, but she didn't expect that Sleeping Beauty really fell asleep.Fu Yiheng lowered his head to look at this girl, she really looked like a tired little beast, a little leopard with beautiful patterns, lonely and proud on the grassland, but no one was playing with her.

Thinking of this, Miss Elephant smiled.

The author has something to say:

{94} Kong Yuan.

{95} Gao Wenhua.

{96}The full name is "The National Political Security Bureau of the Russian Federation NKVD, the predecessor of the KGB.