deep invasion

New York in a week.

When Han Huan woke up, there was a white ceiling in front of him.

He sat up, the unhealed wound on his body was painful and itchy, and his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat.

It took him a lot of effort to force his thoughts away from the pain, and began to recall the past half month.

Excluding the seven days of coma, the remaining memories of this half month seem to be more complicated than what he has experienced in the past two years.

Memories flowed upstream all the way, and finally fixed on that night, when he was seriously injured and fell to the ground, he felt someone kiss him, and that person was...it was Gu Jing.

How could there be such a hallucination at that time... Han Huan stretched out his hand to touch his slightly hot cheek, sighed softly, and reached out to ring the bell beside the bed.

Before leaving for this mission, he heard people say that Gu Jing had finished her meeting but hadn't returned to Beijing, and was going to spend her birthday with a woman named Zheng Pei.

Han Huan felt a bit of pain in his heart, and he paused unconsciously when he unbuttoned it.So much so that the door was pushed open, and the penultimate one was unscrambled. Two nurses walked in with blushing faces, and a terrified male voice sounded from behind:

"Han Huan, Han Huan, I didn't expect you to be such a person, to play uniforms to seduce you in broad daylight..."

Han Huan quickly threw away the hospital gown that he had taken off, picked up something from the fruit basket on the bedside table, and threw it towards Colonel He.

One hit.

Picking up the apple that became the murder weapon, Colonel He looked at the man who was being inspected, with a calm face as if nothing had happened, curled his lips, "I'm so angry when I wake up, I don't know which little girl will fall in love with you, Han Huan, you too." Just care..."

As if he had been startled, he suddenly stopped talking.

Han Huan glanced at him.

Colonel He rubbed his nose embarrassingly, and looked around, "The original plan was to set off in the afternoon, so remember to pack your things and change your medicine in advance..."

"I don't have anything to collect, and the medicine was changed yesterday." Han Huan looked out of the window, without even a little bit of peripheral vision from the corner of his eye, and said to himself, "One week is not enough for Gu Jing to confirm me." There is still a certain risk of being discovered when you return to the country now. The people above have urged you several times, and you should take the precious experimental product back as soon as possible."

The tone of the statement, the steady tone, the breathing and the expression have never changed.

All movements in the room stopped, and the eyes of the three people were all focused on him. There was surprise in those eyes, but also resentment.

Colonel He cursed and waved at Han Huan distractedly, "Brother is concerned about you, you know, can you stop talking so badly... What kind of experiments are not experiments..."

Han Huan froze for a moment, moved his hand slightly, and blood was seen on the needle. "Actually, it's good to be an experimental product. At least someone will take care of it 24 hours a day..."

A cold joke that no one cheers on.

Han Huan coughed sullenly, and met Colonel He's gaze, "No matter what, He Chong, thank you."

"...Han Huan, do you dare to be more perfunctory in your thanks?"

"Dear Colonel He, I would like to express my sincerest and heartfelt thanks to you. Is that all right?"

How can anyone express their gratitude with a paralyzed face, as cold as an iceberg... Colonel He tried hard to swallow the complaints in his heart, turned and walked out of the ward.When he was about to leave, he looked back and looked at the man who could only lean on the soft pillow with complicated eyes.

Outside the window, a blue creeper was growing on the wall, and the bright morning sun shone in, enveloping Han Huan in warmth.This man named Han Huan was not particularly outstanding in appearance, but his facial features were very attractive. In the morning light, his thick eyelashes fluttered up and down like black feathers.

This scene is actually no different from when he first met Han Hwan.But at this moment, he felt that this man, who was usually stern and tough, was extremely lonely at this moment, as if he was out of tune with the warmth of this room.

Colonel He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and the word Lao Zeng appeared on the screen.After picking up the phone and turning into an inconspicuous corner, Colonel He snorted into the phone, "What's the matter, Zeng Chu?"

Time passed very slowly.

"What?!" Colonel He yelled, and when he found that he was noticed, he quickly changed his place, and asked in a low voice, "You said Gu Jing came to look for you?!"

Shanghai, executive suite on the 80th floor of the World Financial Center.

"Yes, he came to see me."

After saying this, the older man closed the phone, looked at the young man standing by the window with a smile on his face, and asked, "Second Master Gu, don't you want to know who I called?"

Thirteen time zones away, day and night are reversed.

A young man was standing by the window, quietly overlooking the city, his almost pale face was reflected in the huge French windows.

This young man is Gu Jing, the second son of Gu that the elder called him.

Gu Jing was born very well, with picturesque and handsome features, especially those eyes, exactly in response to the phrase "a pair of autumn water cut pupils, and when she smiles, they bend, they can be regarded as the corners of her eyes with all kinds of amorous feelings." .

Hearing the question, Gu Jing turned around calmly, and replied with the same smile, "I have no right to ask who you called, but, I guess, it's Colonel He?"

The older man seemed quite interested in this answer. He stared at Gu Jing carefully for a long time before he laughed and said, "It is said that Mr. Gu is very good at dealing with the world. Looking at it now, it is indeed true."

He turned on the phone again, and the call had never been hung up.

Seeing the older man's movements, Gu Jing turned around again, walked to the balcony of the suite, played with the zippo lighter with her slender fingers, and lit a cigarette for herself gracefully.

Cruise ships on the Huangpu River come and go, and the Bund is brightly lit, as if countless stars converged into a long river, extending to the dark red sky in the distance.

A luxurious city.

He exhaled a puff of smoke, and vaguely heard the name of a person mentioned in the room, and there was a flash of pain in his eyes.However, the pain became more intense in the next moment.

He heard the people in the room say calmly, "Since Bureau Nine found Major Han's body, he will naturally belong to us."

The Ninth Bureau of National Security is under the direct leadership of the central government, and the current director once served as the acting director. The power and scope of the bureau are jaw-dropping.

Was it someone from Bureau Nine who found...his Ah Huan?

After the smoke burned out, Gu Jing didn't feel any pain when his fingers were burned.During the seven days when he got the news, he felt torment every day. Finally, it can be confirmed now that his Ah Huan is really dead.

He didn't hear the words behind, his whole brain seemed to lose power, and all his rationality fell apart at this moment.

Gu Jing smoked a new cigarette, but tore off the white paper before lighting it up, exposing the withered yellow tobacco.The tobacco was chewed in the mouth, and the spicy taste immediately permeated between the lips and teeth, and tears overflowed from the corners of the eyes unconsciously.

He had this habit when he was still young, but after being with Han Huan, Han Huan didn't like him smoking and hated his habit, so he quit together.

After they broke up two years ago, he took up smoking again, a habit that hasn't revived until today.

Gu Jing wiped her eyes vigorously, waited for her calmness to gradually return, and then walked back into the room.