Nathan's eyes were quick, his hands stretched out quickly, and he took the cup.
The cup did not break.
"Wow!"
The glass was caught, but the red wine in the glass was spilled out, and, without any accident, all spilled onto Nathan's body!
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Emily was nervous this time. She was really interested in Nathan, but she hadn't planned to use such a despicable and low-level method.
Emily was very anxious when it splashed on Nathan. Then, Emily quickly picked up the paper towel on the side and was about to wipe Nathan. Unfortunately, it was too late, and the wine had soaked into the clothes.
"Well, why don't you take it off and wash it for you now?" Emily asked cautiously. This is a large suite, just like the apartment you usually live in, and it is also equipped with a washing machine.
Emily looked at Nathan with innocent eyes, for fear that Nathan would get angry. After all, if Nathan took off his clothes now, what would he wear
"There are pajamas in the room," Emily said.
"Okay." Nathan is also speechless. The clothes must be washed clean, otherwise they will go out tomorrow, which will make people think completely.
"I'll help you." Just as Nathan agreed, Emily's soft little hand stretched out, intending to undress Nathan. It turned out that the pitiful Chuchu just pretended to be, now can't wait
No, this can't be done.
Nathan turned on his side, trying to make Emily’s wish come to nothing, avoiding Emily’s hand but not Emily’s head. Emily opened her ruddy lips and stuck out her tongue. Come, lick the red wine on Nathan's body.
At this moment, Nathan's heart trembled involuntarily...
"Beelenko, I can tell you the good news. The White House has officially approved your asylum application. Today we will take a flight to the United States."
For the past few days, Jim has been in charge of Belenko’s safety. Now, when he heard this voice, Belenko looked up: "Really? I have been waiting for this day. I have been waiting for a long time."
"Here are your wig and glasses." Jim said: "Now, we must protect your personal safety so that you can reach the United States safely."
In an instant, Belenko remembered the words of the Soviet diplomat.
"Traitor! You know the fate of the traitor! Sooner or later we will catch you back. No matter where you stay, we will find you!"
These days, every time he closes his eyes, this scene will appear in his mind. He knows the power of the KGB and knows that he will live in the shadows for the rest of his life.
"Okay." Belenko picked up the wig and began to wear it seriously. After putting on the wig and glasses, he changed too long and became an ordinary traveling businessman.
"We originally planned to arrange a special plane to take you there, but we have received news that if it is a special plane, the Soviet Union may at all costs, even if it shoots down the special plane, it will destroy you. Therefore, we will be safer by flying on a civil aircraft. ."
While talking, Jim took Belenko, went out, got in the car, and headed towards the airport.
The windows of the car were so tightly blocked that Belenko could only look at the sights here through the front glass. This is the last time. As long as you leave here, Belenko will never come back here again. For him, this is a way of no return.
The car left the lively street, onto the wide expressway outside, and soon arrived at the airport.
There are not many people in the airport, and their car is parked at the side entrance, where you can see that the security work has been significantly strengthened.
"It's absolutely safe here. Let's go in now." Jim said, opening the car door.
Surrounded by lush trees, the surrounding buildings are not high, you can see the boarding building is nearby, Beliankemai stepped forward, ready to move forward.
"Buzz, buzz."
At this moment, suddenly, there was a roar that didn't know any place behind him, and with this sound, Belenko turned his head back.
This is a large-displacement motorcycle. On the motorcycle, there is a female rider wearing a leather jacket. She wears a helmet and can't see her face. Only her long hair is exposed.
The one-piece leather jacket sets off her beautiful figure, and her motorcycle is full of power, almost instantaneously.
At this moment, Belenko didn't realize the danger. He even wondered, if he arrives in the United States, can he meet such a motorcycle girl again
At this moment, Jim beside him shouted loudly: "Hurry up, protect Belenko!"
I saw the girl on the motorcycle, let go of her left hand, and suddenly took out a pistol from her jacket.
"Bang, bang, bang!" The girl fired three shots in a row and directed at Belenko's chest. Belenko felt a shock in his chest, unspeakable pain.
"Hey hey." Almost at the same time, the security officer fired at the girl on the motorcycle. The 5.56mm bullet of the M16 rifle only touched the girl's butt of the motorcycle, and saw that the front wheels of the motorcycle almost turned up. , At an incredible speed, rushed to the intersection ahead, and then disappeared.
"Belenko, Belenko!" Jim shouted loudly, and at this moment, Belenko's chest was stained red with blood.
"Quick, there's news here!" When I heard the gunshots here, the reporters in the hall were ready to move, and immediately came over without fear of death.
This is explosive news. In island countries, shootings are rare. Today, they had received news that the Soviet pilot would fly from here to leave the island country and head to the United States.
So, will the shooting incident now have something to do with Belenko
Anyway, the person who fired the gun ran away long ago.
"Kacha, Kacha." The reporter holding the cannon head quickly snapped a few pictures. It happened to be the scene of Belenko being carried into the ambulance. Almost all of Belenko's body turned red.
Belenko’s glasses and wig were all removed, and the doctor is working hard to rescue him, but as long as you look at the blood, you know that the situation is definitely not optimistic.
This must be the headline news!
The KGB is the most terrifying existence of this era. Without people they can't kill, no matter how far you go!
The reporter only had time to take a few photos and was expelled by the security guards. Fortunately, the film did not require exposure. He quickly left the airport and sent the news quickly!
Belenko, a Soviet defector pilot, was shot at Osaka Airport and died in the hospital! (End of this chapter)