Swallowing the Seas

"Do you want to do it, Miss Yin?"

The sun shines through the lush treetops in front of the village, and falls on the unclear photos taken by the mobile phone. There are people coming and going in front of the glass door of the bookstore. side cheek.

Sister Yin showed a slightly distorted smile on her bright red and full lips, then put away her phone and walked into the wooden village without replying to the voice message.

——China-Myanmar border, Yangshan, Tarot Village.

The sun shines on the lush mountains. The main room on the second floor of the wooden building is spacious and cool. A beautiful girl covered in tinkling silver ornaments is covered in robes. She fills a long silver pot with tea and offers a cup to the blond white man on the main seat. A glass was dedicated to the very handsome and elegant man wearing silver-rimmed glasses on the guest seat. When he met the smiling gaze of the other party, his cheeks burned slightly, and a pair of beautiful eyes stole a bold glance at him.

"Like?" Shark asked casually.

Qin Chuan took a sip of tea, noncommittal.

"To show my generosity, she is yours." Shark put the teacup by his hand, and said with a smile while cutting his cigar, "But you may not be able to come back and take her away until you successfully persuade Mr. Wan Changwen... ...What's your name, tell Boss Qin?"

The beautiful girl replied shyly and timidly in Burmese: "My name is Ating."

Qin Chuan took a sip of tea: "Pfft!"

shark:"……"

Girl: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Qin Chuan calmly wiped his body with water: "To be honest, I have been allergic to people with a stop in their name since I was a child, and I developed a rash when I got close to them. In severe cases, I also had difficulty breathing caused by congestion of the upper respiratory tract, so let's forget it." Bar."

Everyone thought at the same time: Is this okay? !

The beautiful girl A Ting withdrew in great disappointment.

The shark looked at Qin Chuan very interestingly: "Is it because of this strange allergy that you dare not stay in mainland China any longer?"

Qin Chuan picked up the teacup without changing his face: "Well, let's say, who makes China have too many beauties named Tingting—speaking of this." He suddenly frowned, and changed the topic and asked: "I have been talking about Tingting for the past two days. I want to mention, we have been lingering on the border for so long, and your people are always preparing for smuggling, have you forgotten the commission you promised me?"

Suddenly, the sound of high-heeled shoes approaching from a distance came from downstairs.

The shark didn't answer, but smiled suddenly and strangely.

"Your commission," he said meaningfully, "should have been delivered."

The two horse boys rushed upstairs first, separated from the left and right, and then a tall and uneven female figure appeared at the stairs, with long hair tied up and slightly dark skin, she hooked Qin Chuan's sexy lips, and threw a dirty hand at Qin Chuan. Xixi cloth bag -

Snapped!

Qin Chuan caught it in the air, and he already had a premonition in his heart in an instant.

Sure enough, there was a skull helmet in the cloth bag, inlaid with oxidized Tibetan silver and turquoise inside and out, and it glowed ancient sauce black in the sun.

"I thought that when doing business on the Mariana Trench platform, I would just place an order, pay for it and wait for the delivery. I didn't expect to have to wait for half a month for this package?" Qin Chuan held his helmet in both hands and looked at it for a while, seemingly dissatisfied : "The logistics speed of your website is not good."

"Because the broker of our cooperation this time is a waste." The woman walked over with two strong long legs and leaned into the open arms of the shark: "In order to earn more mid-price, he didn't directly pay the price from the seller." To get the goods, but to kill several people in a superfluous manner, which attracted the attention of the police, which caused the helmet to be stuck in your hand and could not be delivered——If I hadn’t brought the package to personally escort it, Boss Qin, your trip would be real. It's going to be a white job."

"Miss Yin!"

"Miss Yin!"

Ma Zai bowed his head in greeting, Yin Jie raised her eyebrows at Qin Chuan obsequiously, and the shark slapped her ass.

Qin Chuan stood up and said politely: "Miss Ah Yin."

Sister Yin looked Qin Chuan up and down with interest, and Shark was even more curious about the mask made of real human skulls. After squinting his eyes and observing for a while, he couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me, Boss Qin. I spent some money to buy this thing. A lot of money, what is it used for?"

Qin Chuan smiled and said nothing, gently brushed away the sand and dust adhering to the Tibetan silver, and after a while he uttered two words inscrutablely: "Sacrifice."

Shark made a gesture of willingness to hear more.

"Have you heard the legends in Tibet? Hundreds or even thousands of years ago, the big lama who committed the crime of curse and murder was poured with mercury, skinned and boned. The golden-winged Garuda, the god of gold wings, and the Lord of Corpse Forest, who guarded the dead, made this ritual vessel with a human head. Whenever the sacrifice needs a living person, the high priest will take out the ritual vessel and put it on his own head, so that the sacrifice of the living The soul has to be consecrated to the gods under the order of the high priest—mostly evil gods, and the evil gods who accept the tribute will be driven by the great lama voluntarily."

"In this way, after thousands of years of killing and sacrifices, people believe that the magic helmet has magical powers. It can not only dedicate the soul of the dead to the gods, but also summon it from hell and send it to heaven."

Qin Chuan paused slightly, looked at the shark and said with a smile: "Do you believe this statement?"

Shark stroked his chin, and his eyes flashed with interest. After a while, he asked back, "Do you believe it?"

Qin Chuan's smile deepened.

"Of course I don't believe it, because [-]% of the above is made up by myself." He slammed the helmet back into the cloth bag: "But those customers in my store who are stupid and rich are willing to believe, what the hell can I do."

Shark burst out laughing.

"I'm sorry to trouble Miss Ah Yin for a trip." Qin Chuan apologized, "Small business, the purchase channels have been insufficient, so we can only bluff around, please forgive me."

Sister Yin sat on the shark's lap with a smile, "It doesn't matter, originally I sneaked into the mainland just to find Wan Changwen, and it's just a matter of helping you."

Qin Chuan asked unexpectedly, "Did you find it?"

"No, the Chinese police are very strict on his arrest. There is no news from his own hometown or the homes of his wives. I don't know where he is hiding under his name. Maybe you are the only one in the world who can contact others, Boss Qin." Sister Yin paused, then changed the topic: "But I have another unexpected harvest this time."

The shark casually said "Oh": "What harvest?"

"A man I can't forget." Sister Yin smiled at him, lowered her head and moved closer, almost face to face with the shark, with a hint of coldness appearing on her pretty face:

"Perhaps, he is also a man you will never forget."

The shark's gaze was fixed on the screen of the mobile phone she held up, and her gray-blue pupils constricted instantly——

"Painter."

Qin Chuan had never seen the legendary painter in real life, so he couldn't help looking at the screen.

The angle of this candid shot is not very good. I can only see the profile of a young man standing in the crowd, most of his cheeks are blocked by the movement of raising his hand to take off his sunglasses—maybe this is why he didn’t realize that he was being photographed secretly reason.

It is said that the artist's profile picture was put on the dark web a year ago to be wanted, but it was quickly tracked down and deleted by the Internet police several times, which led to a lot of speculation about the appearance of this legendary undercover agent.However, only those who actually see it will find that most of those guesses are wrong. The painter is neither tall and mighty nor cunning; on the contrary, if you zoom in, you can see his fair cheek skin, black hair hanging on the tips of his ears, and the lines between his eyebrows and eyes. There seems to be a hint of calm and elegance in the temperament.

The shark's pupils stared straight at the phone, and the tense shoulders gradually returned to normal after a long while. He leaned back on the chair and asked calmly, "Who took this photo?"

"A newcomer, who once came from the same school as Wen Shao's Jin Jie, and is currently the best under my staff." Sister Yin lifted her carefully drawn eyelids, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "—talent."

"Talent," Shark repeated, feeling amused.

Qin Chuan looked at the screen of his mobile phone, then at Miss Yin, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry I'm ignorant. Did this unlucky artist brother ever know Miss A Yin?"

Shark casually picked up the cigar cutter: "That was long before I knew her, you ask her yourself."

Sister Yin turned her head to Qin Chuan and shook her phone: "Looking at this man, can you imagine him being hung up and beaten like a dead dog?"

Qin Chuan thought for a while, but couldn't make up the picture in his mind, and shook his head honestly.

"I can." Sister Yin narrowed her eyes, her long and smeared upper and lower eyelashes almost intertwined, and gently squeezed out a few words between her red lips and white teeth: "Because I have seen it before."

She raised her hand and gently unbuttoned her shirt.

Sister Yin was wearing a large shirt with the cuffs rolled up and denim shorts. The collar of the shirt was loose with three buttons, and the opening was very low, so that a full breast could be exposed when one bent over.At this moment, the fingers covered with bright red nail polish unbuttoned the remaining buttons one by one, and did not shy away from looking at the surroundings, and pulled down the left skirt——

Qin Chuan was slightly taken aback.

Under her left bra, there was a dark red scar two or three inches wide across her ribs, which had already formed a sinuous and terrifying growth.Experienced people can tell at a glance that this is stabbing upwards with a dagger, avoiding bones and soft tissues, and hitting deadly, aiming directly at the heart.

"This is the painter...?"

"No, it's another man." Sister Yin said softly, showing a convulsive smile: "But he is dead."

The dust is still suspended in the sunlight, reflecting faint colorful light.The figure on the phone screen faced the air, as if slowly becoming alive, took off his sunglasses and looked sideways at her, with imperceptible sarcasm and sarcasm shining in the depths of his eyes.

Yes, Miss Yin thought, he was like that back then——

"Agui!" The young girl turned around in the hot sunshine of the poppy field, her skirt curled up in a fluttering arc: "I have already greeted my father, you have protected me for so many years, you have always been alert and reliable. You will be responsible for the reward for the delivery route, are you happy?"

The sun was so strong, in fact, she didn't see the expression on the young man's face at the time, and she didn't even hear the calm tone without the slightest ups and downs:

"It is my duty to protect the eldest lady, and I don't need a reward..."

"Shh," she put a finger on his lips and said with a smile, "You can call me Ah Yin."

The poppies all over the mountains were splashing and splashing in the wind, she leaned forward provocatively and seductively, and suddenly looked past Agui's tall shoulders, and saw a silhouette on the hillside in the distance watching her, her eyes were black and white, Shining with indescribable light.

The moment the eyes of the two met, he withdrew his gaze, then bowed humbly and walked into the depths of the jungle.

"...Miss?"

Ah Yin narrowed his eyes: "That little brother from your hometown doesn't seem to like me very much?"

Thinking about it now, it should be the first time she saw a change in Agui's face, although it was only a blink of an eye, the next moment he had changed back to that calm and calm face: "Miss, please don't mind, He was hated by people in the village since he was a child, otherwise he wouldn't have been beaten so badly when he was squatting in a cell. If you don't like it, I will send him back to the town after a while..."

In fact, she should have discovered from the very beginning that there was an undercurrent surging under the calm water, but the black and white vision in the poppy bushes was like a curse, bringing unexpected bad luck to them in the blink of an eye. everyone.

"Master Thayer! Mr. Thayer!"

"Yundian's soldiers are coming!"

"Arrange Mr. Hodgson to go! Go, go!"

……

Ah Yin seemed to be standing in the void, watching the anxious, stupid, and worried self push away his subordinates, and quickly ran towards the execution room from the secret passage inside the mountain.

It's useless, she knows.

No matter how hard I try to reach out, I can't hold back the staggering figure, and I don't turn my head towards the bloody ending.

"Abba! Abba! Where's the undercover agent?!"

The people hanging in the torture room were almost unrecognizable. She saw the crowd around her get out of the way, and Ah Gui, who was at the front, turned to look at her, with a whip in his hand, panting heavily, his face pale under the light of the torch The hair is penetrating, and the fundus of the eyes is densely covered with bloodshot eyes.

"I knew it was him! I knew it was him!!" She heard her sharp voice yelling crazily: "Don't let him die so easily! Bring it! Bring it to me——!"

She snatched the syringe from Ma Zai, and the next moment she heard Agui put his hand on her shoulder, and called hoarsely and tremblingly, "Miss."

She should have thought of that boy who was chosen to protect her since she was 15 years old, that boy who was as handsome as flames and as calm and patient as ice, no matter how much she teased, seduced and trusted her over the years Reuse, he never took the initiative to call her Ah Yin, nor did he show such a desperate expression.

"Miss," Ah Gui called out again, his extremely trembling tone suddenly stabilized for some reason, as if all fears were suppressed in an instant by a more decisive and terrifying force.

The next second, he suddenly pulled out the dagger from his back, and the snowy light flashed, "Plop!" He cut off the rope that was hanging the person, and at the same time clamped her neck and twisted it in front of him. Come out!

The torture chamber was like a frying pan that had exploded, with exclamations and curses exploding at the same time!

She saw men shoving and shouting, and she saw her father Thayer's face contorted with rage.However, in the extreme hypoxia caused by the oppression of the throat, all the scenes quickly turned into smeared color blocks, which burst into gold stars in the retina and returned to darkness.

"Put down your weapon and lean against the wall!" In the haze, she heard the familiar voice hoarse to the extreme: "Everyone! lean against the wall! Kick the gun over!"

"Prepare cars, gasoline, weapons, let me take him away!"

"Otherwise I'll kill her!"

Or I'll kill her—

The tearing roar of a trapped beast still echoes in my ears, and even ten years later, it hasn't faded in the slightest.

Yinjie's eardrums were buzzing, but it didn't stop her from raising her long, charming eyes to Qin Chuan.

"It doesn't matter anymore." She smiled and pulled up her skirt and said, "I just think that one is dead, and this one shouldn't live alone."

The shark leaned back comfortably on the chair and smiled and asked, "Are you trying to kill him?"

Sister Yin turned her head to him, her long hair swung in an arc like a waterfall, half teasing and half intentional: "Is it not possible?"

"sure."

Sister Yin didn't seem to expect him to be so happy, so she said "Oh?"

"The existence of the Mariana Trench is to explore the absolute freedom under anarchism, so I have always respected everyone's free will." Shark spread his hands quite gentlemanly, and said, "Your talents, your grievances, what do you think?" Just do what you do. I'm waiting for good news from you."

The two looked at each other for a while, and finally Sister Yin smiled flirtatiously, snuggled into Shark's arms, kissed him on the cheek, then got up and brushed her long hair, not forgetting to throw a hot cock at Qin Chuan. Then she turned around and walked down the wooden building gracefully.

·

In front of the wooden building is a bluestone road, leading to the denser jungle in front of the village.Sister Yin's back went away along that road, gradually melting into the dazzling golden sunlight, and disappeared.

Shark withdrew his gaze, took out a button the size of a small fingernail from his trouser pocket, flicked his thumb upwards, caught it casually, and rubbed it lightly between his fingers.

Maybe it's because Yinjie's last wink was so beautiful. As the last man in the world who knows how to be sympathetic to women, Qin Chuan couldn't hold back after thinking about it, and asked implicitly: "It's too angry to hurt her body, why don't you persuade her?" ?”

The shark smoked the cigar slowly, with a half-smile on his face. After a long while, he suddenly squeezed the button with two fingers, and looked at Qin Chuan: "Guess whose is it?"

It was just an ordinary milky white shirt button without any trademark, and it had lost its luster due to long-term carrying and wiping.

Qin Chuan has vaguely guessed the answer: "...a painter?"

"A year ago, I was invited to cross the Chinese border. The painter lurked by my side as a buyer for three days. During this period, I cooperated with the police inside and outside, so that I was trapped in a heavily blocked building on the last day. I was in Before the police arrived, I was lucky enough to find an exit to escape. In order to stop me, the painter smashed the glass from the sixteenth floor and jumped down with his bare hands. A button with blood on it."

"It's really brave. When I looked at that person, I only had this thought in my mind. If the legendary god representing battle really existed, it should have his face."

Qin Chuan nodded in thought, and then probably caught a detail out of professional instinct: "Why does the heavily blocked building still have an exit?"

"Did you find it?" Mentioning this shark seemed to become a little bit pleasant: "Because of the painter's mistake."

— Mistake.

It may be that he has been a criminal police officer for more than ten years, and Qin Chuan's eyebrows twitched at such a plain word, but he didn't seem to be unusual on the surface, so he asked in a low voice, "Painters also make mistakes?"

"Everyone makes mistakes. Some people do it because of greed, some people do it because of fear, some people do it because of lust, and some just..." The shark paused slightly, with a meaningful smile in his pupils: "I really want to live freely."

Qin Chuan frowned.

But Shark didn't explain further.

"As I said, the Mariana Trench was originally created to explore freedom without boundaries, so I respect everyone's free will. If a person really wants to die so much—"

He looked towards the village ahead, and saw that Yinjie's off-road convoy was passing through the jungle and heading towards the rolling hills in the distance; the overlapping jungles all over the mountains and plains were reflected in his eyes, and the world-famous underground drug lord spread his hands with an expression as if I have a little regret:

"Then I won't stop her either."

Qin Chuan and the shark looked at each other, nodded and sighed after a long time: "I understand."

Holding the cigar in one hand, the shark patted him on the shoulder with a smile, turned and walked back.

"When are we leaving for North China?" Qin Chuan turned around and asked loudly.

"Don't worry, just wait!"

The tone of the darknet boss is very leisurely. Compared with the tough, urgent and irresistible attitude a few days ago, it seems that there has been a sudden 180-degree change.Qin Chuan was keenly aware of something, and he asked without turning his head: "If you were about to own a gold mine, would you still rush to find a silver vault?"

"..."

"I want to find a silver vault, but I also hope to own a gold mine." The shark flicked his fingers lightly to bounce the button, and then firmly caught it. He said with a smile, "Because it is...a gold mine after all."