再没有什么比夺走一个权势人物的最爱更危险的事了。但是我别无选择。这是一个月黑风高的夜晚,已是凌晨2点。一辆救护车停在巴塞罗那一个富人区附近,我坐在副驾驶座位上。这片没有路灯,一切笼罩在黑暗中。这辆白色救护车四四方方的,像个盒子,座位的黑色皮面已经开裂。车厢里有股难闻的香烟味,配备的医疗器械也很陈旧。但我没什么抱怨的,这车毕竟是借来的。“我到现在还不清楚我们为什么来这里。”坐在 Nothing is more dangerous than the beloved of an influential person. But I have no choice. This is a month dark and stormy night, it is 2 o’clock in the morning. An ambulance parked near a rich area in Barcelona, ​​I sat in the co-pilot seat. There is no street light in this piece, all shrouded in the darkness. This white ambulance boxer four or four, like a box, seat black leather has cracked. There is a smell of cigarettes in the car, with the medical equipment is also very old. But I have no complaints, this car is borrowed after all. “I still do not know why we came here.”