POW camp

Lan Ting hesitated for a while, but still walked over, because Hovis's face was really not normal.With one hand propped on the edge of the table, he jumped up to sit up with a little effort, poured himself a glass, and drank it all in one gulp.Wiping the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, squinting his eyes, he said happily, "It really is Burgundy." Before Hovis could respond, he poured another glass.

Hovis loves Burgundy, always has, and seems to have an inexplicable paranoia about some things.I heard that spies are more or less eccentric, Lan Ting thought, they always need to firmly control some things, and give themselves a psychological hint that everything is under control.

Neither of the two of them spoke, you drank one cup at a time, and soon the bottle ran out.Hovis let out a breath, and lay back on the large armchair. From Lan Ting's angle, he could clearly see the other party's smooth and wide forehead, as well as those deep eyes.

Lan Ting shrugged: "Okay, tell me, what happened?"

Hovis looked much calmer, and he said flatly, "It's nothing."

"Okay, Hovis." Lan Ting folded his arms on his chest, and smiled sarcastically, "I said, why do you always want to pretend that you don't care about anything? In fact, you are obviously worried to death. You look the best Disgusting!"

"Oh?" Hovis raised his eyebrows not only did not refute, but looked at Lan Ting with interest: "It seems that you know me better than I imagined."

"Of course. Back then, you were my biggest and only competitor. I would study every little move for a long time, thoroughly. Like this one. Whenever you were nervous, you would buy someone a drink. It hasn't changed for so many years. Pass." Lan Ting seemed to have suddenly remembered something, pursed his lips, showing a bit of stubbornness, and continued, "Before the last exam, you invited all the students to drink, and you played really crazy that night."

Hovis fell silent. He didn't expect that Lanting would be the first to mention the exam, but this also fits Lanting's character, to be strong, pure, and without hypocrisy.

"Did you hate me very much at that time?" Hovis asked leisurely, looking at the swaying red liquid in the cup.

"Yes." Lan Ting admitted frankly, "and still hate you."

Hovis smiled, and deliberately prolonged his tone and said pretendingly: "I can make you bear a grudge for a lifetime, and my goal has been achieved. After all, you still can't forget me."

Lan Ting rolled his eyes and snorted.He picked up another bottle unceremoniously, uncorked it with his teeth, and filled his glass.This time it was not too urgent, but took a sip and swallowed it little by little, savoring the distinctive sweet taste.

"Is it Kelan?" Lan Ting asked.

Howes didn't answer.He lit a cigar and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.He sat motionless like this for a long time, so long that Lan Ting thought he would not answer, so he suddenly said: "He has been with me for five years."

Lan Ting frowned slightly and thought about it: "Five years. That means he will follow you as soon as you leave the special training base."

Hovis nodded: "He is the partner arranged for me by the 'family'. Crane is very good. In fact, I think he is better than you in some respects."

"Yeah." This sentence made Lan Ting very uncomfortable. He said with a little sarcasm, "How can I compare with a spy? I am also worthy of being a big soldier."

Hovis turned his head and stared at Lan Ting, his eyes were so deep that people couldn't read, he said softly: "Even if you are better than him, I can't be your partner - I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself .”

Lan Ting's heart skipped a beat, he opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.He really couldn't guess which of Hovis's words was true and which was false.Every time when he was a little moved, Howes would relentlessly dispel his illusions completely. He could only regard all the words of the other party as a sweet-talking strategy, in order to relax his vigilance. .It was also because of this that Lan Ting especially hated Hovis, and hated him to death.

Fortunately, Hovis quickly changed the subject, and he handed Lan Ting a cigar: "Have some?"

Lan Ting waved his hand, he still prefers red wine.

The two of them didn't go any further on the topic of Klan. They both had received the most rigorous training and knew that the mission of the spy personnel was top secret.The news that Hovis just disclosed has already violated the regulations.The two were just drinking, as if they were trying to get each other drunk first.Sitting alone in a chair and alone at a desk, rarely talking or even looking at each other, but it makes people feel at ease for no reason.

It seems that a long time ago, the time when they were alone for nearly half a month was the most peaceful and peaceful time between them.

Lan Ting fell asleep at some point.He felt that he must be dreaming, otherwise, how could he see Hovis's hateful face again so clearly, and the even more hateful smile on his face.

"Tomorrow is the first official elimination test, why don't we all have a drink tonight, my treat!" Hovis raised his glass and said loudly.There was cheers in the bar.It is said to be a bar, but it is actually a place for everyone to relax in order to avoid the boring life of the students.Sitting behind the bar is the instructor, and guarding the door is the instructor, even wearing a tight uniform, the waiter who shuttles back and forth among the crowd is still an instructor—but this is the beautiful instructor, he is always very funny .

There is no limit to the supply of alcohol, you can drink whatever you want, as long as you dare to get up and train as usual the next day.What's more, tomorrow is very important to them. In the first centralized assessment after entering the training, those who fail will be eliminated immediately.

At the beginning, everyone just wanted to come to relax their nervousness before the assessment, but gradually they were infected by the noisy atmosphere in the bar, and they all drank a lot, jumping around crazily, quite a bit of a posture of "drunk today".

It also includes Lan Ting.

Lan Ting saw the colorful spotlights above his head, the sound of sonorous music was deafening, and everyone jumped off the dance floor and swayed and twisted.Beside him was Hovis, that kid didn't seem to be drinking much at all, and his smile was still calm and gentle.

"Come on! Come on!" Lan Ting yelled at him, dragging him onto the dance floor.

Hovis approached, his dark pupils showing a different kind of brilliance under the brilliant light.He suddenly leaned into Lan Ting's ear and said something.What did he say?Lan Ting didn't hear clearly, and he didn't want to know, he just wanted to drink, drink...

In the end, everyone was driven back to the dormitory by the instructors.

Perhaps because of the wanton madness the night before, everyone was in surprisingly good condition the next day. Standing upright in the scorching sun, looking at each other secretly, it seemed that they were unwilling to admit defeat and had a good fight.

The beautiful instructor was holding the list, leaning against the big off-road jeep like a dodder flower that couldn't stand upright, reading the names lazily.Teams of two are determined by the numbers they draw.As long as one of these two people falls, they will all be eliminated. "A person's quality can't show everything. What you need more is the cooperation and tacit understanding between your partners." The instructor said.

Therefore, who can be assigned to a group is very important.

Everyone pricked up their ears and listened.Then the beauty instructor read: "Lanting, Hovis."

Someone below wailed unwillingly and in frustration.Are they grouped together?Is there a way out for others?Lan Ting's heart jumped for joy, and he couldn't help looking at Hovis.Hovis didn't look at him, and suddenly stepped forward and said, "Report, I refuse."

Lan Ting's smile froze on his face, everyone was astonished, even the instructor looked at each other in blank dismay.The beauty instructor stood up straight and asked, "Why?"

"Because his attack on me during training last time shows that this person is impulsive and reckless." Hovis turned his head to meet Shang Lanting's gaze, with a very obvious provocative expression, and he said word by word, "I don't think Lan Ting has the most basic qualities to be a spy at all, and he is not worthy at all."

Lan Ting seemed to be slapped hard in the face by someone, his ears were buzzing, and he didn't even hear what the people around him were saying for a long time.By the time he realized it, his fist had already rushed fiercely towards that face, that face with a contemptuous smile that made one want to kick it up.

Everything after that was in a trance and chaos, and Lan Ting knew very clearly that he was dreaming.In the dream, the beautiful instructor's expression became very blurred, and even his voice was very vague, as if he wanted to float over from a very far away place: "I'm sorry, Lan Ting, it's the second time you violated the prohibition against selfish fighting , we can only fire you."

"You must swear on your family's reputation that you will never disclose the situation here. You must abide by the following regulations..." Lan Ting couldn't remember those words clearly. To be precise, he didn't hear them clearly at the time.He felt wronged, resentful, sad, and ashamed, and he wished he could die at that moment.He exhausted all his strength to hold back the tears in his eyes, and spit out the three most difficult words in his life: "Yes, instructor." He was full of heart and lungs, but there was only one name in his head - Hovey Si!hovis! !hovis! ! !

Lan Ting opened his eyes suddenly, as if a shadow quickly left his sight.There is a hazy light around, and it is already morning.Lanting found himself lying on the desk, he turned his head, and Hovis was looking at him with crossed fingers.

"How is it? Did you sleep well?" Hovis obviously returned to normal, and the implicit mockery appeared in his tone again, "It must be a sweet dream, Lan Ting, I heard your heartfelt and affectionate words calling my name."

"It's a nightmare to have you!" Lan Ting hadn't recovered from the feeling of the dream, he gnashed his teeth in a sentence, and stared at Hovis viciously, as if he wanted to jump over and bite him to death.

Howes didn't care, and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter whether it's a dream or a nightmare, as long as I'm there."

Suddenly there was a light knock on the door, and the guard called tentatively: "Director?"

Hovis tore off Lan Ting and pressed him to his knees in front of him with force.Lan Ting was furious, and just about to resist, he heard Hovis's drawn out voice: "Come in—" He gritted his teeth and could only endure it.

The guard pushed the door open, saluted Hovis, and glanced at the two shackled feet protruding from the floor beside the desk. It was obvious that the poor prisoner was kneeling behind.The head of the hall's clothes are very messy, with the front of his clothes wide open, his eyes are slightly squinted, as if he is enjoying something.

It seemed that he had interrupted something good. The guard secretly complained that the news came at an untimely time, but he didn't dare not to say it, so he had to report cautiously: "Director, the hospital called and said that Kelan passed the danger safely. period, has been transferred to the general ward."

"I think it's something." Hovis was full of impatience, "Isn't it just that he didn't die? It's alright, alright, I understand, hurry up and get down."

The guard hurried out and closed the door.

The two people behind the desk looked at each other, and they both saw the other's suddenly relaxed expression.Hovis' eyes flickered, he bent down, and whispered in Lan Ting's ear: "This posture is really good..."

It was only then that Lan Ting remembered that he was still kneeling, between Hovis's separated legs.He jumped up like a little leopard suddenly exerting strength, took advantage of the opportunity and punched Hovis, and finally hit that hateful face.