【Maple Sakura】【Ju Shi】Partner

The New Year's Eve in 18 came very late, the Gregorian calendar tore a page, it was already February NO.[-].The neighbors in the alley sat at the door one after another. Compared with the cold and damp inside, it was warmer outside.However, all of this has nothing to do with the family in the deepest part of the alley. The windows of that house are tightly closed and the curtains are tightly drawn.

"The weather is still burning with charcoal, and the old man's health is getting worse and worse." The women sitting in the alley spinning knitting were chattering, and the parents and the west were gossiping. "Who says it's not? It's not easy for the children in that family. While working in the warehouse, they take care of their sick father."

Across the closed window, the warm interior was another scene. The intertwined bodies and sweat mixed together on the bed, as well as the messy sheets all showed an intense affair, but it was over at this moment.That moment of silence left only a low gasp in the room.After being quiet for a while, Fuying pushed Fengxiu on her body, "I said, father who is sick in bed, should you go down?"

Fengxiu smiled, kissed Fu Ying's sweaty temples, turned over and sat on the head of the bed, "It's rare for your boss to take a holiday early. It's such a cold day, of course you should enjoy the holiday."

"I'm thinking, which unscrupulous boss asked me to go out for a meeting?" Fuying snorted coldly, watched Fengxiu light a cigarette, snatched it up and stuffed it into her mouth without any politeness, and lay on her stomach On Fengxiu's lap, "I don't know what's going on with the Japan Special High School recently. It seems that they have suddenly moved a lot more quickly. Several waves of people with new tasks have problems." He smoked while talking. smoke, and then lay on Fengxiu's lap and exhaled smoke into the chin directly above.

"If you make trouble again, you don't have to go out." Feng Xiu lowered her head and warned.

"It's up to you?" Fuying sneered, before Fengxiu reached out to grab his words, he turned over and slid down from the other side of the bed. Fengxiu looked at the dark green thin velvet blanket directly from Fuying's waistline Sliding down, he paused and averted his eyes.

"Okay, I'll let you off today first." He waved his hand, seeing that Fuying's legs softened slightly when she turned around to get her clothes, but she quickly stood up straight, not wanting the people behind to see any flaws, Fengxiu went Admiring Fuying leaning in front of the closet to pick out clothes so funny, "Speaking of which, I gave you the cufflinks on your birthday, why have you never seen you wear them?"

"It's done." Fuying rummaged through several clothes inside, and finally pulled out a half-new black long gown.

Fengxiu choked for a moment, "Is it?"

"Well, didn't you say it's quite valuable." Fuying changed her clothes neatly and glanced at Fengxiu, "I think it's more beneficial to keep things than to keep money around at this time."

"Am I missing your money?" Fengxiu's face was a little stiff, but Fu Ying's indifferent look caught his eyes, and he felt a subtle displeasure in his heart. The newspaper turned over.

After Fu Ying changed her clothes, she pulled out a dark green woolen scarf, completely ignoring Feng Xiu's awkwardness, and while he was holding the scarf and lowering his head to change his shoes, Feng Xiu couldn't help but raised his head and asked, "What do you have in your hand?" That scarf... when did it come out?"

"Han Yancui is learning how to knit a sweater. I gave you one. Don't worry. I saw Xiang Ling is getting yours. Maybe you will receive it next year during the Chinese New Year." Fuying smiled and stretched out her hand to open the door. Don't eat dinner? Or wait for me to come back and have New Year's Eve dinner together?"

"Let's eat first, there may not be a chance to have the New Year's Eve dinner." Feng Xiu shrugged.

"How do you say that?" Fu Ying was stunned.

Fengxiu ignored him, put on a pair of pajamas and pulled on the slippers and walked out, frowned as soon as she went out, "It's so cold."

"Wait here, I'll cook a plate of dumplings for you." Seeing Fengxiu's reaction, Fu Ying pushed him back to the room, turned around and went downstairs by herself.After a while, he brought up a plate of dumplings, "Eat it, I'll go first."

"Fu Ying." Fengxiu shouted while holding the chopsticks to see the back of Fu Ying who was about to leave.

"Huh?" Fu Ying stood at the door and looked back.

"If something happens to you, I will bite you to death. You are just the tenants employed by No. 126 Xiafei Road, and lead them there." Fengxiu took a bite of the dumpling and smiled at Fu Ying.

"Another internal traitor you want to get rid of?" Fuying raised her eyebrows.

Fengxiu didn't admit it or deny it, he was holding a small bottle of vinegar, dripping vinegar drop by drop into the dumpling he bit open, "Do you mind if I eat more?"

"Of course, I packed a few hundred..." Seeing Fengxiu's abnormal behavior, Fu Ying frowned and thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out why, and finally went out.According to the mission instructions from his superiors, he was going to meet a rickshaw puller at the entrance of the Lyceum Grand Theater, and that person would give him something. This kind of simple joint task has long been no problem for him, but today Fu Ying felt inexplicable He was a little uneasy, and he couldn't explain why.

Maybe it's because most people go home to celebrate the New Year, and there are no people on the street.The entrance of the theater has also lost the bustle and bustle of the past. Fuying stood at the entrance and waited for a while, and saw a rickshaw puller approaching from a distance, "Sir, let's take the car." The puller smiled at Fuying, lowered his The voice said: "My husband has not done fifty meritorious deeds, and he takes care of the eight wastes on his own with a knife."

When Fu Ying heard these two sentences, she knew the identity of the person who came. According to the habits of their organization, Tang poetry and Song poetry were often used as a code, but the poem, which sentence, and how to respond depended on the task. "Although three households in Chu can destroy Qin, how can there be no one in China!" Fu Ying lowered her voice and replied.

The man smiled, "Get in the car." Fu Ying sat on the car seat as promised, looked down and saw the envelope on the seat, and a small bag, the driver ran quickly, and turned a few turns in front, Fu Ying raised her head to identify After checking the direction, he suddenly found that Xiafei Road was not far ahead, he was slightly surprised, what did Fengxiu say just now?If something happens, say that you are a tenant employed by No. 126 Joffre Road?But why did the connector person drag himself here?

Seeing the intersection, the driver suddenly stopped the car, looked back at Fu Ying and smiled, "Sir, we're here."

Although Fu Ying was a little skeptical, she also knew that the meeting was over. He didn't say anything, took the envelope and the small bag and was about to get off the car when he heard a click in his ear. It was the sound of a gun. Fu Ying had received professional training. I am all too familiar with this voice. "Smart, don't move." A soft female voice rang in his ears, and then, a pistol was directly pressed against Fu Ying's back waist. Fu Ying glanced over from the corner of Fu Ying's eyes, and saw a man in a windbreaker. , a woman wearing a red dress inside, this woman is heavily made up, and her smile is very charming.

"I'll fight with you!" Just as Fuying was still thinking about whether he should move, the connector who pulled the cart suddenly moved. He drew a pistol from his waist and pointed it at Fuying's gun The woman was about to shoot, and afterward, Fu Ying heard several gunshots right next to her ears, all hitting the man's legs without prejudice, and the poor guy fell to the ground in response.

"Catch it!" The woman snorted coldly.

The coachman bit his collar sideways, and then his limbs twitched violently for a while. By the time someone around rushed up to drag him up, he had already swallowed his breath with foam.

Cyanide... Fu Ying squinted her eyes, this thing is often prepared in the organization for those who have tasks, and he also has it, but Feng Xiu took it all away. "Aren't you going to run?" The woman looked Fu Ying up and down, reached out to take the small bag in Fu Ying's hand, and tore it open. There were actually several costumes inside, "What do you do?"

"Sing... an opera singer." Looking at the costumes, Fuying replied pretending to be nervous while thinking in her heart.

"Then what is this?" The woman threw the package and snatched the envelope from Fuying's hand.

"I really don't know." Fu Ying shook her head, "Someone spent money and asked me to take this thing and send it to him, saying that there will be benefits after it is done."

"Oh?" The woman obviously didn't believe it, "Where are you going to send him?"

"Xiafei Road... No. 126." Fuying glanced at the house not far away, swallowed and said.

The woman raised her eyebrows, she seemed to be thinking about something, but soon, she made a decision, pointing the gun in her hand directly at the back of Fu Ying's head, and coldly stuffed the envelope into Fu Ying's hand, "You, go now, Knock."

"This……"

"Go!" Fuying swore that the feeling of being hit by a gun on the back of her head was really uncomfortable, so she took the letter and slowly moved to the door of the house while observing the surrounding terrain, and raised her hand to knock on the door.

The door opened quickly, and a hand was stretched out in the darkness, "Give me something." Although the voice was deliberately lowered by the master, Fu Ying was shocked when she heard it. The envelope was snatched away, and then the 20 yuan Dayang was stuffed back into Fu Ying's hand, "Your, go quickly." The other party finished all this quickly, and planned to close the door directly.

The woman standing not far behind Fu Ying smiled and pressed on the door that was about to close, "Mr. inside, why don't you show up?"

The people inside paused, then suddenly opened the door, turned over and rushed out, Fu Ying was caught off guard by the people inside and jumped on him directly, the other party hugged him and flipped forward, Fu Ying was thrown directly On the ground, the money in his hand was scattered all over the place, and then he saw the man coming out of the inside turn his wrist, and fired a few shots with a Browning pistol, and several people on the other side fell down in response.

"Grab him!" The woman at the door snarled.

Fuying felt his mind go blank, he heard several gunshots, and the two sides fought quickly, but when he really got up from the ground, the people in that house had already been pinned to the ground by more than a dozen people, " Who am I?" The woman guarding the door took a photo with the light of the subordinate's flashlight and smiled, "Isn't this the Fengxiu junior from the second training class?"

"I didn't expect that either." Fengxiu struggled to raise her head, frowned and smiled in the light of the flashlight, "Senior Sister Rong, I never thought that the traitor running dog inside the organization would be you?"

This sentence of traitor and running dog made the woman's face a bit ugly. She stared at Fengxiu, and someone had already punched Fengxiu in the face. Please be more polite." She walked towards Fengxiu, passed by Fu Ying and said with a smile, "This little brother who sings opera, thank you for your help."

Fuying seemed to be frightened, his face was a little pale, he didn't say a word for a long time, Nu Rong didn't pay attention to the thin young man in front of him, just waved his hand, "You can go." Fuying didn't move, he looked at Fengxiu, but Fengxiu didn't look at him at all. "Why, still not leaving? Wait for my reward?" Nu Rong wiped her pistol and snorted coldly.

"Let's go... let's go now..." Fu Ying took two steps back and responded twice. He was still thinking about the situation in front of him, but he couldn't figure it out. It seemed that he could only go to Wuyi Shi Yin to ask about the situation. He turned around while thinking, and suddenly heard Nurong shout, "Wait a minute!" Fuying was stunned and turned to look at her. Can I hear a few words?"

"This..." Fu Ying hesitated for a moment, raised her head to meet Nu Rong's eyes, nodded quickly, cleared her throat and sang a few words: "The ice wheel on the island is just turning, see Yu Fang, and the jade rabbit has risen eastward again."

"He's really a singer." Nu Rong shrugged.

"That's right, it's a good song." Fengxiu coughed twice and laughed, "Is the imperial concubine drunk, the next sentence is the wild goose in the sky, the goose is flying, the goose is flying, and you came to the Baihua Pavilion?"

"There are quite a few sentences missing in the middle, my junior remembers it wrong." Nu Rong smiled, she didn't care about the little actor in front of her anymore, she glanced at a radio station that her subordinates found from here, and waved her hands to hold Fengxiu Leaving the scene, Fu Ying stood in place until these people disappeared, then turned around suddenly, and went straight to the place where Wuyi Shi Yin lived.

The opera words are code words, he just used the opera words to ask Fengxiu a few words, why did he end up here?Need help?

But Fengxiu deliberately skipped the middle part and mentioned the later part of the play, and answered: everything is a plan, so don't worry.

……

——to be continued