"I know he has always wanted to get Shi Huacheng out, but he has no other way." Zhao Mingkun looked at me very seriously: "Over the years, he has been recruiting people from all over the world. I don't know what he wants to do. I just want to I know that Dongxing City will soon be disturbed by these people."
"So you're looking for him?" I asked.
Zhao Mingkun nodded: "For ten years, I have been teaching him what kind of person to be, but things backfired, and he became the kind of person I least want to see. You are all like this, obviously you have worked very hard I pushed you out of this circle, but you still come in, be damned."
"But what are you going to do after you find him?" I said, "Do you still expect Wu Zui to turn back now?"
"There's no turning back, there's no turning back."
A heavy sigh.
Forget it, Zhao Mingkun asked me: "Forget it, let's talk about your little girlfriend. Where did she disappear from, and where are we going to track it down?"
I frowned, sat on the ground, and said slowly: "The last time I saw Guan Zengbin, Guan Zengbin was still on the back hill of Xingdong Village. The murderer tied him to a bed, but according to the body of the murderer, Rize Personality, she will not kill. When we checked later, we confirmed that Guan Zengbin should be fine. But judging from the folded clothes, Guan Zengbin must not have left by himself.”
Zhao Mingkun said: "In Xingdong Village, besides the main road, there are many small roads. The small roads are narrow, and cars cannot pass, but motorcycles can. However, if it is a motorcycle, it is not easy to transport such a large person. Not an easy task. Also, why not dress her? What was she wearing at the time?"
I closed my eyes, and said, "It's the kind of fleece you wear in late winter and early spring, what's wrong?"
"It's quite thick." Zhao Mingkun said, "Wearing such thick clothes, is it inconvenient to move around? What kind of place is it difficult to pass?"
"What's that place?" I asked.
Zhao Mingkun shook his head: "It's not clear yet, but to find out about this matter, we must find someone who knows about it. Do you think it's possible to go back into that cave?"
After pondering for a moment, I said, "I can't go back. Now Xiao Liu is in charge of this matter. With Xiao Liu's meticulous character, someone must be guarding that underground space, and we can't get in at all. And knowing this The person who did the work, Wu Xiufen, the person who built this underground space, is dead. There are too many roads in that underground space, and people who are not familiar with the structure may not be able to get out if they go in."
"What do you think this is for?" In the darkness, I couldn't see Zhao Mingkun's face, so I heard Zhao Mingkun say: "Do you think, if it's just to build an underground space, is it necessary to build a maze? And what is the purpose of building this underground space? Is it just to give the murderer a place to live, then this place is really too big."
I nodded and said seriously: "That's right, Wu Xiufen definitely didn't build this on a whim, but I don't know what it was built for."
"Structure diagram." Zhao Mingkun said: "Building such a complicated underground labyrinth is definitely not something that can be built by oneself. There must be a design diagram and a structure diagram. Then, where is this structure diagram? Is there any chance? See?"
I snapped my fingers and said, "I remember Wu Xiufen has a bad habit of putting everything in her drawer. Her drawer has everything in it. I think, if this structure If the picture is still there, it must be in Wu Xiufen's drawer. Maybe we will know how Guan Zengbin was taken away."
Zhao Mingkun smiled, and then said: "Then, we must go to Xingdong Village, I hope the structure diagram is still there."
"Just." I said, "How to get there? There must be someone on the road."
"Motorcycle." Zhao Mingkun said: "Tomorrow I will look for a motorcycle, and we will take the path. I just don't know if there will be anyone in Wu Xiufen's house."
I resolutely said: "No! The murderer has been arrested, and the relationship between Wu Xiufen and this case has been found out. Now people are needed everywhere to arrest me. There won't be any there. However, we can't stay too long Yes. The villagers should have been notified, pay attention to us."
Zhao Mingkun nodded, looked out the window, and said, "Go to sleep, it's getting late."
I looked at the empty surroundings, and said, "Sleep like this?"
Zhao Mingkun stood up and set the bottle upright again. After making sure that it could play an alert role, Zhao Mingkun said, "Then how can you sleep? We have no way to take the quilt away, that would be too obvious. I have been here for seven years, you expect someone to prove your innocence as soon as possible, right? Otherwise, you will suffer."
Before getting in touch with him, I only thought that Zhao Mingkun was a elusive, even a bit like an ancient snitch. But after actual contact, I realized that such a life is really not something ordinary people can bear. There is no entertainment, no enjoyment, just endless loneliness.
It is only nine o'clock, and often, at this time, the life of young people has just begun.
"I thought." I looked at Zhao Mingkun who was curled up in a corner and said, "Your life should be full of fun, you can do whatever you want."
Zhao Mingkun snorted coldly: "People are like this, they are always envious of each other. So I don't want you to be like me, dare not buy what you want, dare not do what you want. It's like a Like a cockroach, when the light shines, it hides in the dark crevices. Frightened, waking up from a nightmare is the life of a fugitive. No matter how much money you have, you can’t spend it.”
Empty, I believe her words.
After a moment of silence, I asked in a low voice, "How is the injury on your stomach? It's only been less than a week."
Zhao Mingkun hummed: "It's okay, the wound shouldn't be particularly deep, otherwise, I would have bled to death a long time ago. It's just that when I was in the sewer, I bleed too much. I don't know if I have noticed gone."
I frowned. Since Xiao Liu was able to bring back a lot of things in the sewer, why couldn't the obvious traces be seen? I suddenly remembered that after Xiao Liu came back, he used to hesitate to talk to me. Xiao Liu, do you know about this matter
If I knew that there was an entanglement between me and Zhao Mingkun, I'm afraid it would be confirmed. And I wanted to kill the murderer, but I couldn't because of this reason.
There was nothing to say all night, while I was still asleep, Zhao Mingkun had already woken up.
When Zhao Mingkun woke me up, it was four o'clock in the morning. From the outside of the window, the sky is still pitch black, the darkness before dawn is always very dark, only the street lights are on, and the lights of every house are turned off. Zhao Mingkun wiped off the traces of us sleeping with a cloth, and then hooked his fingers to let me go out with him.
At this moment, every household is sleeping, and there is silence all around.
In such a quiet environment, I didn't even dare to speak loudly, for fear of disturbing such a quiet atmosphere: "So early?"
Zhao Mingkun nodded and said: "Four o'clock in the morning is the most sleepy time for people, and it is also the time for people to sleep most soundly, especially for night owls like you, who may not go to bed until three o'clock, but at four o'clock you sleep like It's like a pig. At this time, no one can bother us."
I retorted, "You've already stepped into old age."
And when I walked out of the building door, a motorcycle had already parked downstairs, a very inconspicuous motorcycle.
"When did you get it?" I asked suspiciously, "I didn't even feel it."
Zhao Mingkun got on the motorcycle: "So you sleep like a dead pig. With your vigilance, you will be arrested in less than a week. Don't be dumbfounded."
"Get in the car." Zhao Mingkun said with a smile.
I saw that there was still a bag on Zhao Mingkun's handlebar, which contained the things we ate yesterday and the bottle.
Seeing me looking at the bag, Zhao Mingkun said: "Remember the first point of fleeing, never leave any traces. We will never come back to this house. Let's go to Xingdong Village."
The sound of this motorcycle is not very loud and does not disturb the people. It seems to have been specially selected. The morning wind made me a little cold, I subconsciously hugged Zhao Mingkun, Zhao Mingkun was taken aback, didn't say anything, just drove forward like this.
There was no one on the road. I never knew that a big city like Dongxing City actually needs to rest, and there are not so many people who can't sleep at night. Zhao Mingkun's hair brushed against my cheek, making me itchy.
Zhao Mingkun said: "Hold me tight, don't fall asleep."
I nodded and didn't speak. I suddenly felt a burst of loneliness, as if on a speeding motorcycle, the world gradually moved away from me. Feeling the warmth of Zhao Mingkun's life, I suddenly thought of a question. For seven years, Zhao Mingkun had no one to accompany him. How lonely such a life must be.
Yes, no matter how much money you have, you can't spend it. No matter how much money you have, you will still wake up from the nightmare, and you will still be alone in a daze.
How lonely she must have been during these seven years.
In a daze, I don't know how long it took, Zhao Mingkun patted me awake: "Don't sleep, so you can fall asleep, and I will obey you."
My drool wets her shoulders.
"Xingdong Village is here."