Chapter 3 3. The beauty who was a thief at night

Thinking of the past, Yang Zhiyuan couldn't help heaving a long sigh. That night can be said to be the beginning of true happiness in his life, and it can also be said to be the beginning of pain in his life. Without this night, he wouldn't have been wandering for more than ten years, and he wouldn't be so surprised to Alice Chen tonight. He pulled up the blanket, wanted to cover his head, and fell asleep quickly, no longer indulging In the past, however, when he just covered his head, he suddenly heard a rattling sound from the window. Yang Zhiyuan smiled wryly, and said to himself in his heart: Are you really old?Or too much indulging in imagination, so that the ears are blurred?

However, just as he was talking to himself, there was another click on the window rail.This time, Yang Zhiyuan heard it clearly, it was definitely not a deaf ear!He lifted the blanket lightly, and turned his head slowly, only to see a black shadow outside the window, gently flashing to the side. The figure is so slender, even the most beautiful ballet dancer will not have such a beautiful figure. Junko!He blurted out, but the shadow disappeared. For a moment, Yang Zhiyuan couldn't help being stunned. The scene in front of me is exactly the same as it was seventeen years ago! is true?Is it phantom?

He twisted his head vigorously, but the figure in front of him had disappeared. The interior layout was modern, and there were no plane trees outside the window, but only green street lights. He was not in Shanghai, and certainly not seventeen years ago. But, everything just now was all an illusion? Yang Zhiyuan waited quietly for a long time before he stood up and pushed open the window. As soon as he opened the window, he found a letter nailed to the window rail with a three-inch knife. The envelope was rose red, surprisingly gorgeous.Yang Zhiyuan looked around, except for an occasional car, the surroundings were extremely quiet.Everything is an illusion. Could it be that the rose-red envelope in his hand is also an illusion? Yang Zhiyuan's mood is both excited and excited. Could it be that he has found information after searching for more than ten years?

Turn on the light, and pull out a rose-red letterhead from the rose-red envelope. The words on the letterhead are very neat: Mr. Yang Zhiyuan: This letter is specially sent to your home. You must understand what is the purpose of this letter. , we tell you four words!Mind your own business. There is not even a mark underneath, and of course there is no signature. The words "Don't Mind Your Business" are particularly large and eye-catching, because they are written in red ink. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, a few drops of red ink were dripped under the four words, as if Yang Zhiyuan's blood would splatter if he meddles in his own business!

Yang Zhiyuan smiled bitterly. This is no small matter!If it's just a gang of thieves with a huge organization that is attacking a businessman like Huang Fushan, regardless of the concept of citizens, he can still treat this kind of thing as a matter of nostalgia.It was as if there had never been a fight with a big man last night, and there had never been a scream from a woman in Huang Fushan's room. However, the rose red evening dress, the rose red envelope and letter paper, the watery eyes, the slightly sharp chin, all these are the things that he has been dreaming about and cannot forget for seventeen years. Nosy?

Send a friend!He walked to the window again, and whispered to himself: This is not an idle matter, it seems that the conflict between us is no longer inevitable, although your means are powerful, but you can't scare me! He stood in front of the window blankly, recalling what happened that night seventeen years ago That night, when he suddenly opened his eyes, the moment the black shadow flickered away, he already recognized that black shadow, with a slender figure and light movements, it was a woman! There is a water pipe outside the window, and Yang Zhiyuan himself has climbed up and down many times, he knows that the uninvited visitor who visited that night must still stay on that water pipe.

Is it rat theft? He shook his head and waited without saying a word.Junko Otoha's pretty face and slender figure already appeared in his mind. is her! She really must get those three copper buttons and that roll of thin paper! Yang Zhiyuan felt that he was already victorious, and he heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. The black shadow outside the window slowly closed again, Yang Zhiyuan only showed a slit in his eyes, observing quietly. The window was pushed open gently. Be a veteran!He secretly approved in his heart: the window bolt was opened without a sound! A figure landed lightly on the floor without any sound at all. If Yang Zhiyuan had already fallen asleep, it would be impossible to notice that there was already an extra person in the room!

But Yang Zhiyuan didn't fall asleep.Reflecting the moonlight, he could see the slender figure more clearly. It wasn't Junko Otoha, who else? Who will have such a uniform, so plump curves?Who would have such light and beautiful movements? Yang Zhiyuan moved his right arm lightly, and suddenly, he turned on the light in the room.From darkness to light, Otoha Junko stayed indoors, and the sudden light made her panic in an instant. Miss Junzi.Yang Zhiyuan bent over. ah!She let out a slight cry, turned and rushed out the window. Miss Junko!Yang Zhiyuan raised his voice: You better not move around!

When Junko Otoha turned her head, she saw a gun-barrel-shaped bulge under Yang Zhiyuan's blanket. Mr. Yang.The look of panic on her face was gone, replaced by a sweet smile. Miss Junzi, I didn't expect you to be a beautiful night wanderer! Mr. Yang made fun of it.She looked very embarrassed, but with an effort to appear calm, she stepped back and sat down in a chair. Yang Zhiyuan looked at her carefully, she was so beautiful, so that in an instant, Yang Zhiyuan suddenly had the idea of ​​not wanting to make things difficult for her.But intellectually, Yang Zhiyuan didn't do that yet.

Miss, do you want to come to retrieve those things? Junko nodded. That thing is no longer with me. Junko opened his eyes wide. I have given them to my country!Yang Zhiyuan said heavily. ah!Junzi cried out aloud. Miss, you should give up, right? Junzi smiled charmingly. Yang Zhiyuan couldn't figure out whether he had convinced her of his lies, so he smiled slightly: Miss came to visit at midnight, do you want to inform the police? up to you! She stood up lazily, and walked a few steps in the room as if nothing had happened, her attitude was unexpectedly calm. Whatever Mr. Yang likes, if a liar doesn't blush when he sees the police.

Ha ha!Yang Zhiyuan laughed awkwardly, because Junzi was obviously not deceived by his words.Under the calm attitude of the other party, he felt that he didn't know what to do. Junzi's graceful figure came to his bed: Mr. Yang, retract your raised fingers, we are not children at all! Yang Zhiyuan let out an ah, and his smile seemed even more forced. He raised his finger, pretending to have a gun in his hand, and threatened Junko Otoha not to let her leave, but she had already seen that it was a fake! The lady has a good eye. Where, if I had seen clearly what kind of person you are, I wouldn't use it tonight!There seemed to be a bit of resentment in her tone. By the way, you don't have to be a beauty who steals at night! Mr. Yang, don't forget, you stole something from my pocket first, and I became a thief! Miss Junzi, I also want to remind you to pay attention.It was you who first took the thing from my violin case, and then I took it back in your pocket! The matter had become clear, the two of them no longer had to put on a show, they laughed together, Yang Zhiyuan lifted the blanket and stood up. It's really rude to entertain a lady like you in your pajamas. When that lady is a thief in the middle of the night, it doesn't matter!Junzi smiled coquettishly. Ha ha!Yang Zhiyuan also laughed. It seems that although the matter has become clear, no one is willing to touch the topic first. As far as Yang Zhiyuan is concerned, he has no way to get to the point.Just now, he falsely claimed that the three copper buttons and a roll of thin paper had been handed over to the state, but Junzi easily dismantled them.At this time, he must at least let Junzi know that he has already grasped part of the secrets of this matter. Haha, he smiled, it seems that the two of us have a big deal to do! Yes, it's a big deal. Miss.Yang Zhiyuan spread his hands: What do you want to buy? Buy what you take from my pocket. cost? here. Otoha Junko found a flat iron box in the pocket of her tights, which seemed to be used for razor blades. A box of blades? Would you please open the box and have a look? No, such an exquisite box, of course, needs Miss Labor's delicate hands to fit it. Careful or timid?Junzi sneered mercilessly, opened the box with a flick of his finger. Yang Zhiyuan felt a dazzling brilliance suddenly appear in front of his eyes. He collected himself, the box was full of dazzling and purest diamonds, each of which was more than three carats, and he quickly counted one or two diamonds. with. No need to count, there are fourteen in total. Junzi gently placed the diamond on the table. Fourteen such large diamonds!How much gold does this represent in today's value? Yang Zhiyuan couldn't hide the surprise in his heart, he sighed lightly and was speechless. How about it?The price is not small, right? The price is not small, but I want to know You don't need to know anything else, Mr. Yang, you only need to know the value of those fourteen diamonds. Miss, have you heard the story of Jiangxi people looking for treasure? Junzi gave a dazzling smile, the radiance contained in that smile was stronger than the radiance of diamonds. Jiangxi people know treasures best. Once, he saw a beggar drying a ragged padded jacket, so he bought it from the beggar, and asked the beggar how much it cost. The beggar held out two fingers, meaning two small coins. However, the Jiangxi people gave him twenty taels of silver.What do you think it turned out? The beggar is no longer sold, but he is a fool. I would rather be a fool for a while, what makes you willing to pay such a high price? us?Junzi grinned. Not bad, you guys! Mr. Yang, you are wrong.Not us, just me! Yang Zhiyuan shook his head. Junzi sat down, picked up diamonds one by one with his slender fingers, and played with them absent-mindedly. Mr. Yang, if you think that the matter has something to do with our two countries, you are wrong. Don't you believe me? Yang Zhiyuan took two steps forward, put his hands on her round shoulders, Junzi turned his head, raised his face, Yang Zhiyuan couldn't help but kissed her on the forehead, and said: Noble lady, I don't believe you. The deal cannot be negotiated! Yang Zhiyuan smelled a tangy fragrance, he tried his best to calm down his mind, and resisted the irresistible temptation: the deal cannot be negotiated! pity. It's a pity. You don't regret it? It's you who regret it, miss. I? When Junzi turned around, Yang Zhiyuan stretched out his arms and gently wrapped his arms around her waist.Junzi didn't struggle, it seemed that they were so affectionate, like a couple, but neither of them could guess what the other was thinking, and they were fighting each other Why should I regret it?These fourteen diamonds are enough to make me rich. That being the case, isn't it unnecessary for Miss? Yang Zhiyuan woke up suddenly, even he himself didn't know when it started, he gently wrapped Junzi's arms, and hugged her tightly!He wanted to push her away, but he was unwilling to give up that incomparable warmth. The silence continued. Yang Zhiyuan pressed against Junzi's chest, and he felt Junzi's heart beating as violently as his own. That must not be faked! Yang.Junzi's intoxicating voice rang in his ears again: Why can't we cooperate? Yang Zhiyuan woke up suddenly, and gently pushed Junzi away: "Cooperate with you?" If we have to speak for us, we represent me and my father. Father is Hiroshi Otoha. Otoha Hiroshi!Yang Zhiyuan almost cried out loudly. Anyone who used to work as a spy, who doesn't know Hiroshi Otoha?But no one has ever seen what kind of person this person is, and even the highest authority has no information about him. Some people even believe that it is just a maze of the enemy!There is no such person at all. Yang Zhiyuan once racked his brains to investigate this person, but found nothing.It is said that during the Second World War, Tokyo Rose, who baffled the Allies, was the daughter of Hiroshi Otowa. It turned out to be the famous Tokyo Rose! No, that's my sister! ah!She's at Where she is, we don't even know. The emperor announced his surrender, and my father's belief in the emperor also collapsed. He just wanted to enjoy his old age in peace, but I met you! Not met me, but met that violin! No, because I met you!There was a drunken look in Junzi's eyes. This look, like her violent heartbeat just now, cannot be faked.Yang Zhiyuan felt that he had stepped into a quagmire. Although he still had a chance to get out, he was unwilling to get out. He had fallen in love with the mysterious Junko Otoha uncontrollably, and he also fell in love with the mysterious Junko Otoha from his eyes. In it, I can see that her mind is exactly the same as mine! Junko! Yang! They yelled at each other and suddenly kissed tightly.