Shanghai train station.
Some students from Xinli Middle School stood on the platform. They were waiting for the train to Peiping.
The whistle sounded.
Everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction of the railroad tracks.
At the end of the railroad track, the train was caged in the white fog, fascinated by the shadows.
They saw that a train was approaching them.
The train made a long cry, and the steam curled up in the air.
After a while, the train slowly stopped and leaned against the platform.
Before the train arrived, the teacher counted the number of people again to make sure nothing went wrong.
After confirming the number of classmates, everyone got on the bus one after another.
The students of Xinli Middle School all live in the same train.
Ye Chu carried his luggage and walked into one of the sleeping cars.
Each sleeper compartment lives a student, and the teacher lives at both ends of the compartment.
When Ye Chu got in the car, the dark guard also mixed into the crowd.
Ye Chula drove the door of the car and walked in. The teacher asked the students to stay in the car to rest. If you want to leave the car, you must inform in advance.
Ye Chu put his luggage away and left it in the carriage.
She sat next to the car window and opened some materials prepared at the academic conference.
Her mind was heavy, her eyes drifted away, and she never paid attention to the paper in front of her.
Lu Huai went to Hanyang, but he has not yet returned.
But Ye Chu had to leave for Peking because of the school.
She didn't know what was going on there, and she was inevitably a little worried.
The train drove forward quickly, and the carriage shook for a while, then returned to normal.
Ye Chu stayed alone in the carriage. At this moment, she suddenly became quiet, and she could only see the scenery passing by the window.
Time passed quickly, and the sky gradually dimmed.
After nightfall, the entire train car sank in quiet darkness.
Ye Chu was leaning against the window, and the train was passing through a tunnel.
The carriage plunged into complete darkness, even the moonlight was blocked.
Only the rumbling of the train and the whistling wind were left in my ears.
…
Jinzhou Railway Station.
The night was full, and the sky sank little by little.
The lights were still on inside the train station, and the sky outside was already dark.
At this time, when the train approached the station, the number of people in the train station gradually increased.
Passengers traveling from north to south, carrying their suitcases, walked into the train station.
Among the crowd, a man in a black trench coat also mixed in.
His eyes were extremely cold, and the temperament around his body was so cold that it made one dare not approach him.
This person is Mo Qinghan.
After he settled the matter, he was ready to leave for Shanghai.
Mo Qinghan was here for business trips before, and now he transfers at Jinzhou Station.
His steps were not hurried, and he walked into the station with the crowd.
Mo Qinghan's expression looked extremely relaxed, but he was always paying attention to the surrounding environment.
In a noisy place, Mo Qinghan is always extra vigilant.
As soon as he walked into the hall, Mo Qinghan noticed something wrong.
Mo Qinghan found that someone was following him.
And there is more than one.
The air is tight, the night is long, and the atmosphere seems peaceful, but it is full of chills.
Mo Qinghan pretended not to know, and went to sit down in a free place in the hall.
Under the guise of looking at his watch, he inadvertently observed those who followed him.
Those people saw Mo Qinghan enter the train station, and they all followed.
They found that after Mo Qinghan sat down, they were scattered in every corner of the hall, very tacitly in agreement.
But in fact, it completely surrounded the places where Mo Qinghan could escape.
Those people disguised themselves as passengers, sitting on their seats with luggage, waiting for the train to arrive at the station.
But their eyes fell on Mo Qinghan's body intentionally or unintentionally, monitoring his every move.
Mo Qinghan naturally noticed their motives.
At this moment, Mo Qinghan did not make any disguise, and appeared here with a real face.
A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he thought he should know the purpose of those people.
They are most likely sent by the gang in the French Concession.
Since he became a Chinese member of the Public Board of Directors, many people in the French Concession have become restless.
Many people wanted to get this position, but he didn't expect to be intercepted by him halfway.
In order to prevent him from gaining a foothold, occupy a place in the French Concession. They tried their best and kept moving, trying to pull him down.
Mo Qinghan always paid attention to the actions of those people, but did not show half of it on his face.
Now, he has just finished his business trip and is about to go back to Shanghai. Now is the best time to start.
It's a pity that they can't do what they want.
Mo Qing smiled coldly, his expression indifferent.
He stood up and walked to the ticket office.
When Mo Qinghan stood up, all the people who followed him put their eyes on him, for fear that he might be moving.
After Mo Qinghan approached, the ticket seller asked, "Excuse me, where do you want to buy the ticket?"
After a moment of silence, Mo Qinghan's voice fell: "Beiping."
After Mo Qinghan bought the ticket, he walked to the platform.
He noticed the movement of the people behind him, and they immediately followed after they found that they had left the hall.
A chill flashed in Mo Qinghan's eyes, and he walked straight forward without stopping.
He walked to the platform and turned his head inadvertently, looking at the direction of the train.
Those who followed Mo Qinghan were also scattered around him, surrounded him, waiting for opportunities.
Mo Qinghan noticed the line of sight behind him, his gaze was always far away, and he never looked back.
Before long, there was a long cry from a distance, and the train came from the darkness.
The group of passengers waiting on the platform moved, and the place became crowded, and they moved closer to the stopped train.
While paying attention to the movement of those people, Mo Qinghan started walking into the carriage.
With the influx of people, the originally quiet carriage immediately became chaotic, and the voices gradually rose.
Now everyone is in a hurry to get in the car, naturally there is no order.
Mo Qinghan took the opportunity to mix with the passengers and tried to get rid of the people who followed him.
The aisle was extremely crowded, but Mo Qinghan easily passed through the crowd, hiding his figure.
With constant noise in his ears, Mo Qinghan observed the surrounding environment.
The next second, Mo Qinghan's gaze suddenly stopped.
His eyes fell to the front, frozen for a few seconds.
Immediately, Mo Qinghan smiled suddenly, and the steps underneath accelerated a little.
At this time, Ye Chu happened to be back from the dining car. After she finished her dinner, she was going to return to her sleeping car.
When Ye Chugang opened the door of the carriage, a force suddenly came from her behind.
Before she could react, she was immediately pushed into the carriage.
Ye Chu noticed the movement behind him, and the person also followed in.
The door of the carriage closed instantly.
The lights were not turned on, and when the door was completely closed, the place was immediately plunged into darkness.
The noise on the aisle was completely isolated, and there was a vague sound coming into the door.
At this moment, there was abnormal silence everywhere, and Ye Chu frowned subconsciously.
A breath of danger lingered behind her, cold and cold.
Ye Chu's movements were quick, and the moment the person closed the door, she immediately backed away, away from the person.
In the silence and darkness, a chuckle suddenly fell.
The person noticed that Ye Chu's behavior was very resistant.
Ye Chu didn't know who came, and she wouldn't ask.
In the carriage, although the window was opened a slit, the curtains were tightly closed.
At this moment, the carriage was completely dark, and the figure of the man could only be seen clearly.
Ye Chu recalled the furnishings in the carriage, and she remembered that there was a stool in it, placed beside the bed.
Thinking of this, Ye Chu took a step back, and a slight rubbing sound suddenly sounded in the air.
The sound fell, quickly dissipated in the air, and instantly returned to silence.
Her calf seemed to touch the stool.
The sharp corner of the stool was pressing against her leg at the moment.
Ye Chu was thinking about how to respond, and the man suddenly moved and approached Ye Chu.
Ye Chu clenched his fists, his whole body was in a defensive posture, very vigilant.
She didn't know the intention of the person, so naturally she would not act rashly.
The next second, the man took the lead.
His fist brushed Ye Chu's ear, and Ye Chu could hardly dodge.
Taking advantage of the avoiding action, Ye Chu half-bended, grabbed the stool next to him, and slammed it against the man's knee.
The person seemed to have guessed Ye Chu's intentions and quickly took a step back to avoid Ye Chu's attack.
The stool hit the ground and then slid away, as if hitting something, making a dull sound.
The man was not hurried, and immediately took the initiative to step forward.
The man acted fiercely and mercilessly.
He seemed to be able to detect where Ye Chu was and attacked accurately.
He recruited a ruthless hand, every time he tried to hit Ye Chu's vitals.
Ye Chu reluctantly avoided it, her breath was slightly rushed, but she always maintained a high level of vigilance, and did not want to let herself fall into a disadvantage.
Ye Chu couldn't figure out the person's temperament, if he wanted to kill himself, then he would just do it.
Although Ye Chu could cope, if that person tried his best, she would not be his opponent at all.
Now, that person seemed to only want to test her depth, but did not hurt her.
Ye Chu knew in her heart that she had to fight quickly, otherwise her physical strength would gradually be consumed.
That person's attacks were intensive, and Ye Chu couldn't find a gap.
After a while, Ye Chu found the opportunity.
Ye Chu stretched his hand to his waist, took out the gun on his body, confirmed the person's position, and pointed the gun at him.
The man moved faster than her, and when he noticed Ye Chu's mind, he immediately took out the gun.
The two raised their guns at the same time, their guns reaching the other's vitals.
Ye Chu pointed the gun at the man's heart, and the man's muzzle was facing Ye Chu's head.
The sound in the box stopped instantly, and the air immediately condensed, making it a bit cold.
Both of them stopped.
The next second, the curtain was suddenly blown by the wind, and the curtain raised a corner.
The moonlight leaned in from the outside, and the box lighted up suddenly.
Then, the floating curtain fell, and the previous darkness was restored.
Despite the subtle light, Ye Chu could see the man's face clearly.
Ye Chu couldn't hide his shock, a dullness flashed in his eyes.
But the gun in her hand was held more firmly.
His features are cold and hard, and his face is cold, which is actually Mo Qinghan.
Ye Chu narrowed his eyes: "It's you."
Just now in the process of fighting, she did not see his face.
What's more, the two of them had never had a rivalry in their previous lives, and she was not very clear about his skill.
Mo Qinghan didn't speak, but he had nothing to say.
The wind outside the car window was a bit weaker, the curtains closed quietly by the window, and the light disappeared.
In the dark carriage, his expression was indistinguishable.
The two men held the guns tightly in their hands, their fingers on the trigger. As long as the other party said a wrong sentence, the bullet will be fired in the next second.
Ye Chu sneered: "Why are you on this train?"
Before leaving Shanghai, she had investigated that Mo Qinghan was not on the passenger list for this train from Shanghai to Peiping.
She thought, that the train stopped at Jinzhou Station and many passengers came up, presumably he got on the train at that time.
Mo Qinghan's gun was still against Ye Chu's head.
He knew clearly that the target of the group of assassins was him.
Although they don't know the identity of the black hand behind the scenes, they came here badly and extremely vicious.
Mo Qinghan thought about it, those people would soon follow him, if he lied, he would definitely spend more time here.
His gaze swept over Ye Chu's five senses, and there was an unconcealed suspicion on her face.
Mo Qinghan said, "Someone is chasing me."
Ye Chu's voice was extremely cold: "Really?"
Mo Qinghan looked into Ye Chu's eyes, her eyes were cold, as if he didn't believe his words at all.
They had fought against each other several times before, whether it was his approach to Ye's house as Rong Mu or the large-scale poisoning case in Shanghai...
There will never be a trace of trust between two people.
Mo Qinghan: "This time, I didn't lie to you."
His low-pitched voice sounded, and it seemed more and more cold in the silent night.
Mo Qinghan was startled, feeling that his behavior just now was really ridiculous.
Knowing that this plan was extremely unfeasible, he even tried to convince Ye Chu to believe in himself.
Mo Qinghan spoke quickly: "I have a way to get out, see if you are willing to cooperate."
Ye Chu noticed that the gun was a little tight, and he was reminding her that the bullet had already been loaded.
Ye Chu's eyes sank: "Do you think the two of us can cooperate?"
Her gaze fixed on Mo Qinghan, and she seemed to be thinking about the truth and falsity of his words.
Ye Chu didn't let go, and immediately afterwards, the gun against Mo Qinghan's heart moved forward a few minutes.
At this time, there was a mess of footsteps on the carriageway.
Both Mo Qinghan and Ye Chu realized a problem.
Someone has come, but their identities cannot be determined.
At this moment, the two people were more vigilant, still looking directly at each other, and the guns in their hands did not relax.
Ye Chu knew that there were only two possibilities for the identity of the visitor.
Either Lu Huai's dark guard had discovered something wrong, and had already rushed over at this moment.
Or Mo Qinghan didn't lie, the group of assassins are now searching for his traces in various carriages, and their purpose is to put him to death.
Soon, the sound of footsteps reached the door of this sleeping car, and the people stopped.
The air is stagnant, as if a string is taut.
The next second, the knock on the door immediately rang, breaking the deathly silence.
The knock on the door was very rapid, and people outside seemed to be trying to confirm the movement in the car.
Mo Qinghan's voice is not heavy: "It seems that you don't want to cooperate."
He has already tried, tried to gain Ye Chu's trust, and threatened her. However, neither approach has worked.
The two of them are still deadlocked here, and if he does not leave, it will cause even greater riots on the train.
Mo Qinghan can get away, but he can't destroy the original plan. During his tenure in the Public Board of Directors, others should not be suspicious of him.
Ye Chu's eyes were cold and silent: "I can let them take you right now."
Her voice fell in the silent air, like frost and snow.
She knew that no matter what the identity of the people who came, their goal was not themselves.
And Mo Qinghan was clearly on the weak side.
Mo Qing laughed coldly: "If it's a big deal, we will die together."
His eyes fell on the window beside him.
He already had a better way in his mind to be able to retreat without a trace without disturbing other people on the train.
In the deep night, the air in the carriage was extremely cold.
…
At the other end, two groups of people arrived at the same time.
Lu Huai's guards were mixed in the carriages at both ends. They saw a man entering Ye Chu's carriage and rushed over immediately.
But because the passengers had just got on the bus, it was extremely chaotic here, and their movements were slower than usual.
The killers who followed Mo Qinghan followed him all the way, but found that they had lost his figure in the noisy carriage.
But the direction he disappeared was a row of sleeper cars.
Two groups of people ran into this train car, Lu Huai's people went straight to Ye Chu's car, and the group of killers followed.
Knocked on the door of that carriage.
But no one made a sound in the carriage.
When they opened the door, a gust of wind came from inside.
The night wind poured in from the open windows, and the whole carriage was empty.
In the empty silence.
Only one place remains cold.