Hidden Assassin

In the snow and wind, driving forward, Ahern sat in the back with Jiaming, and the two blacks in the front row occasionally turned back to talk, laughing and asking about China, seemed curious about that eastern country, which was half a mile from the United States.

Despite having experienced too much malice these days, almost killing from the shooting rain, it has to be admitted that most ordinary Americans are still willing to help strangers, stop the car, have a few casual conversations, for the convenience of getting the two family members in the car, and have a heated conversation, of course, how much of this is difficult to estimate because of Ahern's appearance, at least in his view, he is now clearly just an accessory to Ahern.

The two Negroes in the front row were supposed to be uncles and nephews, the middle-aged man driving was Marcus, and the young Negro next to him, who looked in his twenties, Mike, was passionately talking to Ahern about the neighborhood, and his face was full of smiles. The man's fluency in English was astonishing. Only in England could Yahan, who had been badly taught, hear the rough meaning. He occasionally smiled gracefully and answered a few words, but the first two people could laugh for a while. After all, it is also the Lady and Sister of Homen, I am afraid that being a diplomat in the reception of people has been enough, it is both kind and just right to give people a sense of distance. Only in the seat, she always holds the right hand of the family and occasionally looks at the teenager watching the scenery while looking at the scenery. If it wasn't for her charm, it would be easy for the man in front to discover that the goal she has always attached importance to is this ordinary teenager around her.

Introducing themselves in front of two black people, two are a pair of sisters, came to New York for vacation, who knew that the guide tricked them into running away last night, left them in this kind of wilderness, can't even find a place to call... This lie is made up some strange, if you want to go into the details, you can naturally find something wrong, but Ahan behaved generously, Jiaming looked like a green teenager, where the two people in front would suspect too much, only scolding the bad guide.

After some conversation, Jiaming and Yahan probably knew that the road, which normally had little traffic to and from a more remote town in the vicinity, had little traffic because another road had been built through the town in recent years, and the road was gradually abandoned. In jokes, not long after, a silver-packed American town gradually appeared on the other end of the road.

Straight-line roads, squarely tidy areas, a villa with white snow, you can see some families cleaning up snow on the lawn in front of the villa, it has been snowing all night long and it is not too wild in the early morning, with the atmosphere of the town, the warm lights in the windows of the house, on the contrary, it gives a sense of calm, occasional passersby, greeting each other. Some children chase in the snow as far away as the quiet weather in the movies.

“Winter is cold here, but it's been a long time since it snowed so much. I think you'll love this place, the town is beautiful, and we have the best beer in America. ”

When Mike turned back and said that, Jia Ming thought he was like a legendary dwarf - only dwarves would recommend alcohol to others - and after getting Ahern's smile, he turned around and put down the window, but said hello to the other side of the road, slowed down, the road came over by a white cop who was about Mike's age, and said hello with a smile.

“Hi Uncle Marcus, Mike, you look great, you guys... uh, these two are...”

“Oh, my friend...”

There were some worries that Mike would tell the police about the trouble they were in, so that must be another mess, who knew Mike was just introducing the names of the two. The policeman seemed extremely familiar with Mike and said hello to both of them at the moment, but didn't say anything else, chilled with Mike and waved goodbye. Closed the window and Mike just turned around.

“Villen has been with me since I was a kid and a big friend, nice guy. Now that you're a cop, everything has to be done routinely. If you don't have a passport on you, a lot of things can get into trouble... Well, I mean, if you need us, we can go over there now, but there are more cases like this in the United States, and it's a waste of time. I think you haven't slept all night, maybe a warm room would be better for you. In the meantime, you can call your friends in New York, ah, look at the hotel right in front...”

Mike said, pointing to a three-story building on the corner with an old brand. He does not seem to be a fool. China has a large number of illegal immigrants entering the United States every year. Once discovered by the police, the consequences will naturally be deportation. Although it is not unlikely that Jia Ming made up that lie, he is obviously ready for another possibility and has helped. Shortly after, the car stopped on the side of the road, and the two uncles walked in with Jiaming and Ahern towards the hotel called McCullen.

“Let me tell you, the only hotel in town can also be seen as a tavern, cafe, party house… Oh, who cares, don't look at it as not a star hotel, but I can assure you that it will make you feel at home. There is an abandoned factory outside the town, there is an old castle, left behind before the Civil War, there is a beautiful lake, because the environment is nice, often some New Yorkers come for a holiday, mostly students and young people, which is very well arranged to accommodate these guests occasionally, of course, they are mostly empty now, you can enjoy the best rooms at will. ”

Mike painted a colorful introduction, four people entered the hotel, one floor set into the hotel and cafe mode, neat seating, long bar, big TV playing basketball show, inside even a small supermarket selling basic daily necessities and snacks, a few people who looked like residents of the town sat in the store rarely to chat, mostly white bearded old people, when they heard the wind chimes at the door, these people turned back to say hello to Marcus, after giving Mike instructions, put their eyes on two outsiders, Mike randomly introduced the identity of two people, went to the bar for the room for two and a half people.

Probably because of Mike, not having to look at passports or anything like that, and having two random names signed, a fat woman, who seemed very friendly, led several people up the side stairs and bragged to several people about her hotel.

“The best hotel rooms in North America, guaranteed to be warm and close to nature, feel like home, better than Waldorf - Astoria, May flower, the two best rooms are now just empty, you're lucky, hi, Miss Zhang, are you Mike's girlfriend? Hahaha..."

Despite the constant brainless talk and laughter, the fat innkeeper named Monica is not disgusting. By heart, the interior of the inn does take a lot of work, warm lights, all kinds of goose yellow and pink decorations, casual accessories on the walls, frames, really make people feel like home. Mike seemed a little embarrassed by her assumptions. Shortly after, several people came to the two doors at the end of the hallway, the fat woman opened the door and handed the two keys to Ahern.

“Two rooms around the corner, absolutely the best, with lovely balconies and feelings. ”

The fat woman smiled and turned around and left later, Mike laughed: “Pick a room, it's on the phone. I think you'd better take a shower and rest. I'll have Monica bring you some food. Believe me, she makes great curry potatoes and fried steaks. Rest well. I'll come and see you in the afternoon. ”

He said, waving his hand down the stairs. Yahan and Jiaming were the only two people left in the hallway, smiling at each other now, they chose the room at will, although not very large, the interior of the room did give a warm atmosphere, the balcony facing the street and the forest on the other side, pretty. Closed the door, Ahern followed Jiaming into a room, then sat down by the soft bed and looked at Jiaming and said: “I want to know what happened to Mama. ”

“Well, I'll be in touch.” Go through the bathroom and walk out again, "said Jia Ming,“ there's a thick bathrobe inside, you can take a bath first, it won't be cold. ”

“I don't, I want to know first if Mama and I are safe. ”

Take off your jacket, slip off your shoes, Ahern rolls a few times on the bed, and lay there staring at Jiamin. Jia Ming shrugged her shoulders, picked up the phone by the bed, and then took a small bag of tools out of her body. “It's not that I won't listen to you, but the first phone call really wasn't made to any good people. The phone needs to be remodeled. It will take about a few minutes. ”

“Well, I'll take a bath first. I'll call Mama and let me talk to her. ”

“Definitely.”

Jiaming saw Jiaming disconnect the telephone directly, Ahern climbed out of bed into the bathroom, undressed sounds wore out softly, two or three minutes later, the bathroom door opened again, Ahern raised a head by the door, wrist naked snow white, knocked a wooden door: "Hey, Jiaming, can you get me a pair of slippers? ”

“Oh.” Take the slippers prepared in the room out of the shoe rack by the door. When Ahern reached for them, he could see the revealed snow and white shoulder neck. Ahern stared at him at the door to think about it for a long time. “Jiaming, how long do you think it's going to take to do that thing in America? ”

“I'm not sure.” Jia Ming shook his head, "If it's a homicide or something... I can go straight to New York tonight, but I'm afraid this will only make things worse in the future, and of course there's a solution, but there's also a problem... Oh, I'll explain it to you later. ”

“Oh.” Ahern smiled, closing the bathroom door. Soon, she heard the outside voice in silence. Jiaming was talking to him with a woman belonging to Simple Speech: “Hello... Mr. James...” Hot water drizzled on her naked white body, she closed her eyes relaxed, she could feel the presence of that person within such a distance, long feeling of disobedience...

After the bath, when the robe came out of the bathroom, the sound he heard had turned into a man belonging to his family, also in Chinese - he had just dialed the second phone.

“Hey, I'm looking for Choi Guohua... Um, Gu Jiaming... Sister Su Yan is still watching Pei Luojia's movements. I'm with Sister Yahan... I can't tell you the exact location, Sister Su Yan has explained...”

From the clear glass window near the balcony, you can see the snow flying outside. In the warm room, Ahem in a bathrobe climbed onto the bed, underneath the robe, revealing white and long legs.

“Blow... cow... no... beat... grass... draft... oh...”

She spoke her lips silently in front of Jiaming and was then pushed aside by him. She swayed and fell on the bed along that path. She laughed and listened to Jiaming's phone call.

“Peroga in the United States has been blown away this time, is it mainly a creation miracle... why is the creation miracle involved? Uh, I don't know, I thought Sister Su-yan had discussed it with you. I don't know if she talked to the creature miracle... I think with her personality, I should give some hints at most... How could the creature miracle miss such an opportunity... Well, I want to know about Sister Ahan's mother, the Aunt Zhang... I hope it's okay, Sister Ahan wants to talk to her on the phone... please pick it up quickly, thank you..."

After all this, Jia Ming smiled and handed the microphone to Ya Han, reaching for it, Ya Han sat down from the bed again, pointing to Jia Ming's nose silently said: “You big liar!” Moments later, Mama's voice came from the microphone.

“Where the hell have you been... you scared the shit out of me, I thought you'd been captured... who are these flaming yellow awakeners, almost like singing, at first I thought they were movies... anyway, I don't like America, where are you now and when are you coming back, we should hurry back..."

“Don't worry, Ma, it's okay.” Yahan finally got his say after a half day of mumbling and yelling, "I was saved by a very powerful person... Anyway, I think it's pretty much like Black Man, don't worry... well, that's the person I told you about... didn't I? Anyway, you know..."

With such words, Ahern glanced red-handedly at the busy family beside him, saying so in front of him, he was really not ashamed... but anyway, everyone knows everything, without shame, there is no shame...

“I can't tell you where... Well, I can't tell you... Mama, don't be so bored, let the people who wake up yellow arrange for you to go back first, I'm sure I'm fine... He's so good, I can't believe I'm in trouble... Or you can go to Hollywood and play with a bunch of super professional bodyguards and go to Marlon Brando for his autograph, kill his horse if he doesn't sign it, and send it to his bed... I don't care, I can't go back now, I guess... How do I know, depending on the situation, I guess it's Christmas..." (Not finished, if you want to know what's going on, please log on www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)