Hearing this, James became more puzzled. He searched for this strange creature in his brain, and intuitively told him that this was not an ordinary earth creature, and it might have undergone some abnormal evolution.
At this moment, Robert felt that someone was watching them. He motioned James to get down and took out the gun from the sofa cushion beside him: "Follow me," Robert limped and moved James to the basement. James moved a bookshelf with him, and there was a secret tunnel behind it.
"Child, you have been followed! But sooner or later there will be such a day, I know too much. Come on, boy, I dug this secret tunnel for three years, leading to a river in the suburbs." James didn't dare to think too much. , Quickly sneaked into the secret tunnel with Robert.
When it was getting light, James and Robert squeezed out of the dark, damp, unpleasant secret tunnel, and reached an inconspicuous, almost deserted river on the outskirts of the city.
"Look, there is a log cabin." Robert pointed to a dilapidated log cabin not far away. Robert quickly walked over, somehow he found a key to open the door, and waved to James: "Child, come and help me."
James was at a loss, but he couldn't ask too much, so he had to follow Robert to pull out an old kayak from the cabin.
"Starting from here and down the river, there will be a jungle soon. Let's find Nulu first." Robert took James and climbed onto the kayak.
"Who is Nulu?" James asked.
"It's also your father's soldier. We are both classmates and comrades in arms. We are very kind and good people. You will like him when you meet him." Robert finished speaking and lit his pipe again, and stopped talking and inhaled deeply. stand up.
When James saw this, he didn't ask too much, and he used his oars.
On the fringe of this city, the scenery along the way is not beautiful, but muddy water and pungent smell. After most of the day, the boat quickly turned to a branch of the river. James gradually felt that the light was sparse and dim, and he had gradually entered the jungle. After another two hours, I was getting further and further away from this huge and vulgar city. The shore became clear and lush, and the air gradually refreshed. James heard the sound of long-lost water, the sounds of insects and birds, and the sun shines through. The dappled light and shadow drawn through the jungle are scattered on this quiet and beautiful river. In the face of this beautiful picture of nature, James's tense string was temporarily relieved.
But soon, I don't know if it's getting late or the jungle is getting denser. A little fishing fire appears in the distance of the jungle, and the smoke curls up. James felt that the day passed so quickly. At this time, he was hungry and he no longer had the handsomeness and self-confidence in his usual days. He stared at the curling fishing fire in the distance, ignoring the gentleman and said to Robert: "I Say, Robert, there should be people there. Let's go and see if there is anything to eat."
Robert did not go back to James directly, but took out a very delicate small thing with a long antenna like a pocket alarm clock from his bag, and started to operate it, as if sending some signal.
Soon, a whistle sounded near the smoking place on the far bank of the river. Robert smiled slightly and said, "Look, our friend has come to pick us up."
James quickly drew the kayak to the shore not far away. I saw a dark-skinned, round, middle-aged man walking towards the river unhurriedly, followed by a young girl with a healthy body.
"Hello, Nulu, long time no see, I miss your roast lamb! Haha!" Robert embraced the middle-aged man warmly, but the eyes of the girl behind him kept staring at James.
"Old friend, let me introduce to you. This is Webber's son James. If I remember correctly, he should be a professor of biology." Robert then turned to James, "This is Nulu, your father's classmate and comrade-in-arms. Western Shoshone, the tribal warrior here."
"Hello! Nulu." James stretched out his hand.
"Hello! Very welcome, James." Nulu shook hands with James warmly.