Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

Chapter 327 Extra: Her Royal Highness’s Moscow Strategy (3)

As we were walking, it started to snow again. At first, the umbrella was like a lotus leaf in the rain, protecting the two aimless frogs Lu Mingfei and Ling. Later, everything turned white in front of their eyes. Misty.

The snowflakes fell into Lu Mingfei's collar and immediately melted into a thin puddle of cold water. He shivered without a trace, and Ling reached out to help Lu Mingfei straighten his clothes and stand up his collar.

The girl's palm was small, and the unconscious friction and collision of skin with skin would make Lu Mingfei's heart a little fluttering. Although everyone tacitly did not confess what happened that night, President Lu always had a rich imagination. When he saw Ling Baiyu's onion-like fingers, he thought of Lingding's almost transparent shoulders, and also thought of the silent charm of the night.

Even though he almost lost his mind, Lu Mingfei was still concerned about the fact that there was a girl who was comparable to a prince lying in that house. After the issue of Eriyi's bloodline was solved, an unimaginable world followed, as if all the power and power were right. She is open and the world will always be clear and visible to her.

Zero was obviously aware of this, and even though he was almost unconscious, he still bit his silver teeth. Lu Mingfei's shoulders and arms were covered with the girl's teeth marks, and his cheetah-like muscular back had one after another. scratches.

The old policeman who was leaning on the cast iron street lamp just now, frowning and smoking a cigarette, gave them a ride in his police car, which was as old as him and had a chimney that belched black smoke.

The old policeman didn't have a mobile phone, and he probably rarely used a GPS. He didn't say anything when he drove the wrong way. He just looked through the cracked windowpane at the hurried passers-by with their collars turned up and hiding under umbrellas.

When passing towering monuments and huge castle-like buildings, police cars roared to a stop. The old policeman glanced at Lu Mingfei and Ling, and a stiff smile appeared on his hard face that looked like deep cuts carved by a knife. He raised the cigarette case in his hand and pointed at the retail store not far from the monument. , opened the door and rushed into the blizzard before the cold wave had time to rush in.

"Look under his woolen coat, he has the Second Class Patriotic War Medal on the breast of his police uniform." Zero did not turn her head, but looked up at the monument and the artillery array-like fountain in front of the monument. She said lightly. , "That should be an old man who still lived twenty years ago. Some people really believed that the Soviet Union could build a great new era."

Lu Mingfei nodded, and he also noticed the medal. It was made of silver and had turned slightly black, but the Russian words ОТЕЧЕСТВЕННАЯВОЙНА on it were still shining brightly, and the intertwined totems of sickle and hammer were inlaid with gold. That thing quietly fit the position closest to the old policeman's chest, beating with the beating of the old heart, as if as long as he was not dead, his motherland was not dead yet.

Before he finished speaking, the old man came back again. He started to light the cigarette with trembling hands. He pressed the lighter several times but failed to light it. Lu Mingfei leaned into the front seat and used his own lighter to help him burn the butt of the cigarette.

"Are you a Tatar?" The old policeman's face turned rosy after taking a puff of cigarette. He fastened his seat belt again, held the gear with one hand and the steering wheel with the other. The police car ran over broken ice and snow dust. White waves splashing as high as one person. I think this guy drove a tank like this when he was young.

"Chinese, I'm from the south." Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Doing business?"

"travel."

"Many of your people used to come here to do business." The old policeman said, "You are younger than them and very energetic."

"Because only old people have the courage to make deals with other countries, and those people carry the hopes of many people," Lu Mingfei said.

The old man whistled loudly.

"You talk like Shakespeare," he said teasingly.

"Some people say I talk like Pushkin, but I think why can't I just be like myself? Neither Shakespeare nor Pushkin is as great as me."

The old man blinked, probably not understanding where this rude man got his confidence.

Lu Mingfei stared at the colorful church in the distance in the wind and snow and the statue of St. George slaying the dragon covered in ice and snow, and raised his eyebrows: "I'm kidding, I actually escaped to Russia. There are a group of international The killer is hunting me...it's no use being like Shakespeare or Pushkin. Your best wish at this time is that I hope I can be like St. George, so maybe I still have a chance to survive."

The old policeman was amused and looked through the rearview mirror at the worried-looking young Chinese man in the back seat.

"Then you go and lie down under Lenin's statue, and I'll see who dares to cause trouble for you." He said.

Lu Mingfei shrugged, "In this weather, I will freeze to death in less than an hour if I lie down. That way they don't have to hunt me down. They just need to go back and collect the reward with the evidence that I am dead."

"Just in front, thank you." Zero suddenly raised his pointed chin towards the birch forest in front of him, and armed himself with a coat and mink fur hat.

Lu Mingfei looked over and saw that the white birches had all been peeled. In front of the forest was a small double-story single-family house. The door of the small building was red, and every window glass revealed a hazy and warm orange color. Light.

The old policeman stopped the car on the side of the road and took off his hat to greet Lu Mingfei and Ling. Then Ling took out a large banknote from his wallet and stuffed it into the policeman's hat. Before stepping on the snow with her tight calves wearing high-heeled boots, she opened a huge black umbrella.

"I have a friend who was the Deputy Minister of Defense before the collapse of the Soviet Socialist Republic. This building was a property we purchased for him, but he never came to live there... Only two people have the keys to this place, and no one usually has it. We have a dedicated team to manage, clean and maintain the water and electricity system," Ling said. At the same time, he took out a bunch of keys from his wallet and waved them in front of Lu Mingfei, opened the door and walked in.

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and followed.

When they were walking together, they took a police car and wandered around Moscow aimlessly. As they walked, Zero said that there was a house in front of me that was my property. Let's go and have a rest.

The current situation seemed to President Lu like Xiao Longnu inviting Yin Zhiping to spend a beautiful spring night in the tavern. Xiao Yin's heart was racing with his thoughts as he pushed the door open and went in to eat wildly. He let out a black iron heavy sword and slammed it down from behind the door. Yang Guo, the Condor Hero, gritted his teeth and chopped off the despicable man's head on the spot.

But who told him that Lu Mingfei was unreasonable? Now, if Her Royal Highness wants to kill or behead him, he has no choice but to do as he pleases.

The small building was empty as Ling said. There was heavy snow outside the window, and the firelight from the fireplace reflected on the glass inexplicably reminded Lu Mingfei of Christmas.

The old record player in the cupboard was playing Tchaikovsky's symphony. Ling sat down on the sofa in front of the fireplace and patted the seat next to him so that Lu Mingfei could sit there too.

There were actually coals burning in the stove, and an iron pot was propped up on an iron stand inside the flame. The pot exuded an alluring aroma of meat and was bubbling.

So not long ago, a group of people were busy here. They lit every fireplace, turned on every lamp, and moved the low-key-looking long pine table to the side of the sofa. There was sturgeon vodka on ice in the bucket, and broth to warm the bodies was prepared in an iron pot in the fireplace for the upcoming hosts.

"Would you like some canned beef?" Zero pulled out a cardboard box from under the sofa, which contained canned beef with a production date not long ago.

"No, no." Lu Mingfei nodded and bowed. He didn't know why he felt shrunken when he was with Ling. Ling glanced at him coldly, and Lu Mingfei shuddered: "Eat a little, eat a little... …”

After the can was pried open, the thick gravy inside was poured into a new iron pot. Lu Mingfei was directed to find fresh fennel and parsley in the refrigerator, chop them into pieces, and throw them in.

There was a clang and the bottle of vodka broke. Lu Mingfei shrank to the side, and suddenly felt that the person sitting next to him was not Xiao Longnu herself or Yin Zhiping. She was clearly the Tianshan Child Grandmother, okay?
"The oak stopper is frozen solid, and the bottle opener can't be opened." Ling poured a glass for Lu Mingfei and poured himself a glass. He used tongs to pick up spherical ice cubes from the ice machine and threw them into the glass. The wine makes a beautiful splash.

"There's no glass shards, right?" Although Lu Mingfei was timid, he was still suspicious. Ling squinted his eyes and he slapped the table righteously and said, "Glass shards are just glass shards! The wine Miss Ling poured was enough to cause a perforated stomach. I was there too Don’t hesitate!”

Then Haoqi Qianyun drank up most of the glass of vodka in one breath. "Mirror pupils can help me do many things, including accurately controlling the direction of force on the bottleneck when a wine bottle is smashed." Ling took a sip of strong wine, and the firelight swayed in her pupils. Only then did Lu Mingfei realize that Ling's The eyes are really beautiful, as deep as the stars.

He had seen the look of those eyes when they were blurred. They were not as... charming as many people imagined, but more like a lost deer in the forest, as if they had lost their way and didn't know where to go.

That kind of confusion reminded Lu Mingfei of many things, those helpless, difficult, and sad years, those past that were washed away by the wild waves of destiny and left no trace.

"The glass shards are all outside, not in the cup." Zero said, his voice was indifferent, but his voice was soft.

Lu Mingfei nodded and continued to drink. The thick glass bottom of the cup was lifted higher and higher by him, and the orange firelight became very hazy through it.

Two seconds later, he pulled over the trash can and spat a piece of glass the size of a fingernail into it.

"Now that we're even, you don't owe me anything." Ling put down the cup and the few spirits in the cup, and slowly hugged himself with two slender arms.

Ling curled up in the light and fire, and the small, melted snowflakes at the ends of her hair were ignited by the warm flames and turned into wisps of white steam rising up.

Through the thin layer of water vapor, Lu Mingfei looked at the portrait of Catherine hanging on the wall and felt that the woman in the painting seemed to have come alive.

He then looked at Zero blankly, and somehow he remembered some small animals that like to curl up in front of the stove and squint their eyes all day long in winter, such as cats and foxes.

At this time, Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that Miss Ling was not really an emotionless Bingshan nor a flat-shaped child.

She is sitting here, and even through the thick plush sweater, you can see that her body has already developed into an exquisite and convex shape. Her ankles exposed to the light are as lonely as cold white jade, and her eyelashes are hanging down, which reminds people of those The tail feathers of Siberian migratory birds that always start migrating to China in September.

Last summer, Ling met Lu Mingfei at the train station in Shanghai. That day, she was dressed a bit like... Xia Mi's style.

The upper body is wearing a small suspender belt with tassels, and the lower body is wearing denim shorts, strappy sandals and large-frame sunglasses, giving her a seaside vacation look.

Unfortunately, it was raining in Shanghai that day and the temperature dropped sharply. Ling was holding his arms and shaking at the train station. While Eliyi went to buy her favorite strawberry-flavored ice cream, Lu Mingfei quickly took off his coat and put it on Miss Ling. .

Later, Lu Mingfei asked her why she was dressed like that. Her Royal Highness said coldly, "I want to try a different style." Lu Mingfei said, when I first saw you, I thought you were a lonely stray cat. Could it be that today's little Renata style is a sexy little wildcat? Zero stared at him with her beautiful almond eyes, turned away angrily and didn't talk to him for a whole day.

In fact, he should have thought at that time, why would Her Royal Highness need to change her style? As long as she is willing, standing in the middle of Times Square in New York City, she will immediately become a trendsetter in the next few months, not to make Lu Mingfei happy, but since Xia Mi...

——When Lu Mingfei thought of this, he suddenly wanted to scold himself or give himself a slap.

It was probably because he was so hesitant during his escape days that he even forgot what he should do after something like that happened.

Avoiding never solves a problem; it only makes it more difficult.

There was probably a window at the end of the corridor that was not closed tightly, so the wind blew in. Dozens and hundreds of wind chimes made of pure silver and pure gold hanging on the roof collided and made a tinkling sound, which was clear and sweet.

"We will go back when the snow gets lighter, and then I will help you find the way to where you want to go." Zero said, she raised her head to look at the colliding wind chimes, and her whole body was exuding a cold feeling. breath.

"I don't know where I want to go. Maybe it's a trap, but I'm not sure." Lu Mingfei said, "I don't think Odin would hide his secrets in such an obvious place. He seems to be deliberately guiding me there." ”

"You knew it was dangerous and you still went?"

"I had a reason to go."

"Is it Jörmungandr?" Zero put his chin on his knees, his eyes wide open, with dancing sparks reflected in his eyes.

"Not really..." Lu Mingfei scratched his hair, but Zero stopped talking. She stared at the fireplace in a daze, and the atmosphere became a bit cold.

"Um, do you like dogs?" Lu Mingfei wanted to find something to talk about. It was too quiet here, and it made people feel awkward when the atmosphere became cold.

Zero blinked and nodded.

"Woof woof! Woof!" Lu Mingfei thought that he might have had a brain attack and imitated the barking of a puppy. Zero looked over coldly, and he had no choice but to reach for his cup, hoping to drink to relieve the embarrassment at this moment.

But someone grabbed his wrist, and Lu Mingfei had to look at the girl in front of him with evasive eyes.

She seemed to be very angry, her earlobes were red, her slender neck was red, and her face was also covered with a thin layer of red. Only her eyes were shining with a gorgeous light like enamel in the firelight.

They were very close. Ling clasped Lu Mingfei's wrist with one hand and grabbed his collar with the other hand. He was half-kneeling on the sofa.

There was a soft crackling sound in the warm fireplace, and the broth was still bubbling.

The orange light projected the flowing river of fire onto Zero's profile. Her eyes were filled with a thin mist, and her breathing was even and fragrant.

Their shadows fell on the wall behind in the firelight, like the silhouettes of a boy and a girl before they embraced each other in the sunset.

Zero stared at Lu Mingfei with wide eyes. The firelight of the fireplace could no longer wrap around the man's arms and envelope her. The magnificent glow in the white-gold pupils dissipated like an ebbing tide.

Lu Mingfei's heart was beating hard. He wondered if he had triggered a certain keyword just now, and the keyword for zero was... woof woof woof?

Suddenly the petite girl, who was condescending, put her arms around Lu Mingfei's waist and buried her little head in the man's chest.

Her breath was warm, and their heartbeats seemed to completely overlap at this moment.

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment and put his hand on Ling's waist. After a few seconds, Zero began to sob quietly.

(End of this chapter)