Cold Wife, Never Try to Escape

Wang Ya and Geng Ruilin went back to the provincial capital in the afternoon without staying overnight. At night, AI Zhao slept in the house of Fu Dongshan and his wife. Fu Jin and Ai Ni lay on the Kang in the east house and talked.

"Xiao Jin, come with me to Harbin after my brother reports."

"To Harbin? Do you have a task? " Fu Jinyi turned over and sat up. Danfeng was vaguely excited in her eyes.

"Look at your excitement. If your head knows I have to bear again!" Ernie rolled her eyes at her and pulled her down.

"Whatever he does! Tell me what it is? " Fu Jin pushed Ernie.

"To receive an important piece of information." "Our foreign intelligence personnel came to Harbin with an academic team to communicate. They sent us to find a chance to contact him and collect the information he brought back."

"When shall we leave?"

"They flew to Harbin in ten days. We went there one day in advance."

Aini and her brother lived in Fu Jin's house for a few days. Fu Jin took them around every corner of the small mountain village. The three young men rode bicycles up the mountain several times. Fu Dongshan borrowed hunting clips for them, but they really let the three children catch some pheasants and rabbits.

It's time for AI Zhao to report. Fu Jin and his parents agreed to accompany Ai Ni and them to the provincial capital for another two days. The couple did not doubt that he was happy to send three children out of the village

Fu Jin called Wang Ya in advance. When they arrived at the provincial capital J University, Wang Ya and Geng Ruilin had been waiting at the gate of the school. It's easy to have acquaintances. The admission formalities are completed without much effort. Aini asked her brother to study hard. Wang Ya and his wife also left a phone number for AI Zhao. Several talents left school at ease.

Aini and Wang Ya told Fu Jin to take her around. The couple didn't insist on letting Fu Jin go home. After several people broke up, they went directly to the railway station and rushed to Harbin by express that night. According to the information learned in advance, the two checked in at the hotel where the academic group was about to stay.

After a tight day, they were too lazy to go out for dinner. They ordered takeout in the room and ate a few bites in a hurry. Next, we began to discuss tomorrow's action, combed all the details again, and absolutely guaranteed not to expose ourselves, let alone our comrades in arms.

The academic group will arrive at noon. The next morning, Fu Jin and Aini went to the mall to buy two clothes. Fu Jin bought a bamboo hairpin at the jewelry counter, tried to pull up the hair that had grown to the shoulder, looked at it and was satisfied. He took his handbag back to the hotel.

At dinner, Ernie and Fu Jin came down from upstairs and changed their clothes. Aini's black chiffon pullover is a white pleated skirt, and her feet are a pair of high heels with a height of 10 cm. She has a long, elegant face with curly black hair.

Fu brocade's black hair is raised high, and at the end of the green bamboo hairpin there is a small bright crabapple flower. The red phoenix eye picked on the small pink face of the pink is playing a light blue eye shadow, and a small mouth without lipstick is natural and smooth. Black and white long shirt, brown nine point linen Harlan pants, a pair of silver gray short net boots. When I went downstairs, my indifferent eyes swept around, and the whole person showed the coldness of being out of the world.

Two striking girls went to the window of the hall and sat down, waved to the waiter and ordered dinner. At this time, another group of people came down from the upstairs. Fu Jin glanced at the menu.

Four of the six or seven people are foreigners, followed by two faces with the same skin color as themselves. Before, Aini and Fu Jin didn't know the appearance of the contacts, so they could only create casual opportunities to get close to them.

Several people also chose their seats and sat down. They spoke fluent English and looked very happy. One asked the waiter something with a menu. Fu Jin noticed with sharp eyes that his eyes also looked at himself more intentionally or unintentionally.

"Sister Aini, look at the person who ordered the dishes and looked at us for several times." Fu Jin lowered his voice and said to Aini.

"... take it easy and act according to your circumstances." The two men chatted with each other and began to eat slowly. At this time, Fu Jin's mobile phone rang.

"..." Fu Jin looked at the call and compared her fingers to Ernie, motioning her not to say "hello."

"What are you doing?" Su Tinghe's voice over there was very gentle, but Fu Jin felt a chill on his back.

"Where's dinner?"

"Is Ernie with you?"

"Ah Um. " Fu Jin's brain was faster and thought of Su Tinghe. There was a Qin Yong!

"Don't run around with her. That woman is used to restlessness."

"... no, I sent AI Zhao to school today. Sister Ai Ni and I played in the city for a day and went home tomorrow." Fu Jin shrugged his nose at Ai Ni and made a face.

"OK, be careful. When you get home, you want to call me. Bad girl, I'll never take the initiative to call me if I don't call you." Su Tinghe man said plaintively. Fu Jin responded and hung up quickly, then turned off the machine.

"Xiaojin, remember to turn off the mobile phone when you have a task in the future." As an elder, Aini reminded Fu Jin.

By this time, several people over there had served good food and began to eat. When Fu Jin saw the middle-aged man who had just ordered, he stood up, said something with his other companions, and walked towards them. The two men bowed their heads and continued to eat, but Fu Jin and Aini both paid attention to the actions of the people getting closer and closer.

The middle-aged man took out a paper towel and wiped his hands as he walked. When they came to their table, they wiped their makeup and threw away the paper ball in their hands, just under Fu Jin's chair.

Looking at the man walking towards the bathroom, Fu Jinyi accidentally rubbed his handbag off the ground. When he bent down to pick up his handbag, he quickly grabbed the paper ball in his hand.

Pretending to check the things in the bag, Fu Jin's hand carefully opened the paper ball in the bag. The motherland is calling! The five words written in black ink showed the urgency of the hurry.

Aini looked around and didn't find anything strange. She looked at Fu Jin. Fu Jin nodded to her and said, "go to the bathroom, carry your handbag, and walk in the direction of the bathroom.". Aini took a shallow sip of the wine glass, swept through everyone dining in the hall, and relaxed a little

Fu Jin walked along the corridor to the bathroom door, stood against the wall, took out a small mirror from his bag and looked at his hair bun. At this time, the middle-aged man also came out of the bathroom. When he saw Fu Jin flashing his eyes, he was about to pass by with Fu Jin.

"The motherland is calling." Fu Jin seemed to hum in a low voice, but every word was clearly passed to the man. The middle-aged man suddenly stopped his steps, turned back, picked up the corners of his lips and clapped Fu Jin's shoulder.

"Hi! Beauty, are you interested in playing with me later? " Such a chat-up is common in places like hotels.

"Oh? Play together! You have no company? " Fu Jin looked at him with a charming smile and pointed at his skirt. Others looked at her like a bar girl familiar with the nightclub.

"If you promise, won't I have a girlfriend?" The man bowed his head and said, approaching her as if she were smelling the fragrance on her body, but he quickly said a few words to Fu Jin

"Giggle, sir, I came with my sister. I can't accompany you tonight! Bye! " Fu Jin smiled, waved his small hand and pushed him. He turned and walked into the bathroom