"Why do people run so much at once?"
"I heard that some bad guys got in."
"What do they want to do?"
"I don't know. I'm looking for people everywhere. I don't know how many people they ran away. Now they catch three, they're going to be miserable..."
The footsteps stopped not far from them.
Walking back and forth, discussing in a low voice.
Ling Shu held his breath and wanted to laugh a little.
What do bad guys get in? How dare these people still think they are good people
But their words also revealed a lot of useful information.
One, there were not a few people who fled in the chaos just like them. It wasn't that they thought they were the only two. This should be one of the reasons why Ling Shu and Yang Chunhe hid here for a long time and were not discovered for the time being.
Second, among these people who escaped in the chaos, there should be those who, like Yang Chunhe, pretended to be controlled, but actually kept their minds. That is to say, when the flesh of Miss Feng San just now was cut off, I don't know how many people looked at the piece of corpse in her bowl and felt nauseated, only Yang Chunhe couldn't help revealing the stuffing.
Third, three people have been caught by the other party. There may be Shen Renjie here, maybe Yue Dingtang, these three people may be tortured and tortured, but Ling Shu can't protect himself, let alone save people, just leave This little corner will immediately become the fourth person.
Those footsteps came and went in a hurry, and then left quickly after a short stay.
Ling Shu and Yang Chunhe were once again safe and sound.
But both of them felt that it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time.
"Are those people just now the thugs here?"
"Yes, I've seen them dressed in black, with their heads and faces covered tightly, as if their faces were more or less disabled. I guess this so-called divine messenger, when gathering desperate poor people, They will be consciously divided into several parts, some are disabled and shameless, and they will be trained to become nurses. Anyway, these people will be discriminated against outside, but here they are fed and clothed, and they will definitely be loyal to the gods. ."
"There are others that are useful. They call this a fat sheep, that is, we are the ones who control our minds first, stay here for ten days and a half months, and then let people out when their fighting spirit is almost exhausted. , either like Wu Wu and resigned, or like me, may be taken... "
In the darkness, Yang Chunhe seemed to bite his lower lip and didn't say any more.
Ling Shu knew what she meant.
The best outcome for a young girl like her is that she is sold out and left for other people, or Qin Lou Chu Pavilion, but at least she can see the sun, it is a good end, if it is worse, then it is probably Trained as a sex slave, to stay here forever, used by the so-called god to entertain guests, until it is completely worn out and discarded.
Thinking about the future this girl might have, Ling Shu couldn't help but feel fortunate that he came in. At the very least, a few people joined forces to make a desperate attempt, and there was still a chance to escape. People don't know that she once came in to save people, and her parents will be very sad.
"I have an idea." Ling Shu suddenly said.
Yang Chunhe couldn't see his face clearly, but he subconsciously felt that he was a reliable companion.
The serialization of the cases in the tabloids is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. After the Yuanmen murder, the author saw that the market response was good, and he wrote about Miss Li's disappearance, telegrams that were not received, etc., although they were all made up out of thin air. Ling Shu has nothing to do with it, but it still uses Ling Shu as the protagonist. The plot is tight and suspenseful, and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The readers will naturally have an ear for Ling Shu, and Yang Chunhe also has unlimited confidence in this temporary partner.
"you say."
She heard Ling Shu ask, "Do you know where these men in black rest?"
No matter how low the status of these men in black in the villa, they definitely need to rest.
It's just that they usually appear in groups, and it's hard to find a single one.
Fortunately, this place is underground and it is dark all the year round, which not only causes the prisoners' psychological depression, but also provides convenience to Ling Shu and the others, especially many people who escaped just now. Yang Chunhe of the road has more advantages than others.
"I haven't been there, but I followed half of it last time, and the remaining half had three forks. I didn't dare to wander around last time, for fear of not being able to go back."
Ling Shu followed behind Yang Chunhe and put his hand on her shoulder to prevent the two from getting separated in the dark.
The basement of the villa also covers a vast area. Ling Shu suspects that the area here is no smaller than that of the villa on the ground. It is completely like countless small warehouses are connected by dense passages. It is comparable to a maze, and even the owner of the villa may not fully recognize Clear the way, not to mention that in such a dark environment, those people in black can only move in a limited range. If they leave that range, they will also get lost. This can explain why so many people escaped in the chaos just now. Only three people have been caught so far.
Occasionally there is a small light on the road, a faintly flickering kerosene lamp in the glass cover, because the air circulation here is poor, the wick is looming, and it will go out, and the range that can be illuminated is very limited.
Yang Chunhe stopped.
"It's here. I came here the furthest last time, and I haven't been there before."
Ling Shu groped for a while under the lights, and could vaguely perceive that there were indeed three forks.
The two of them must not be able to walk separately. Besides, there are only two of them. They have walked two paths separately, and there is only one left.
"Go left," he said.
This time, it was Ling Shu who walked in front, and Yang Chunhe followed him.
Just after walking a few steps, Ling Shu touched a small iron door.
The door was locked, but it didn't bother Ling Shu.
When he came in, he was searched, but Ling Shu kept an eye on it. He would hide a piece of iron wire in the sole of his shoes all the year round, and it turned out to be a slippery fish for the other party.
Don't look at it as just a thin wire, it can often produce unexpected effects at critical moments.
For example now.
The wire was inserted into the keyhole and turned a few times, and the door opened with a sound. The two quickly rushed in and closed the door again.
Yang Chunhe looked at Ling Shu's neat and tidy unlocking method, and his admiration was even higher. He only felt that the Ling Shu in the newspaper serial was not as good as one ten thousandth of the real Ling Shu.
"Don't light the lights, the door has a small window, I'm afraid the light will attract people!"
Hearing Ling Shu's instructions, Yang Chunhe hummed in a low voice, and the two of them fumbled around in the hut for a while, and sure enough, they found something.
"Mr. Ling, come quickly!"
Hearing Yang Chunhe calling him, Ling Shu immediately went over.
"Is this a dress?"
Start with a few sets of soft and light fabrics, pick them up and weigh them, they should be hoods and gowns.
"It should be worn by those people in black." Ling Shu judged, "This may be their rest room. I found a bed just now, which can probably sleep three or four people. Let's look for it separately. There's no such thing as a pass token."
"it is good."
But nothing.
It's surprisingly shabby here.
A few sets of clothes and bedding, a kettle, a few cups, and candlesticks with candle wicks on the walls. Other than that, the family was a complete stranger. There were only quilts on the bed, and there were no pillows. Naturally, there was no token.
How did these people communicate when they met? How did they know that the people under the black clothes must be their own people, not someone else pretending to be
Ling Shu didn't have time to think too much. He was afraid that someone would come in, so he quickly picked up a suit and stuffed it into Yang Chun and his arms.
"Change it first!"
Yang Chunhe was a little hesitant, but then he was relieved. In the environment where he couldn't see his fingers, no one could see him, let alone avoid suspicion. The two of them changed their clothes in twos and threes. Affecting walking, if this is a long gown, it is estimated that it is easy to find, but Qinglong Villa made all the robes of these people into black burqas, and put them on the body like a sack, so men and women could not recognize them.
Ling Shu pondered that although this way of dressing makes people unable to recognize each other, it can also help others to lower their awareness of their own identity. After staying for ten days and a half months, and being brainwashed from time to time, they will soon accept the reality. , forever an inseparable part of this darkness.
Coincidentally, as soon as I went out, someone walked over with a lantern.
The same black burqa, the same identity.
Ling Shu and Yang Chun groaned in unison and stopped.
The other party walked in front of them and stood still.
A pair of eyes flickered under the burqa, perhaps confirming Ling Shu's identity.
Terrible silence.
An excruciating silence.
Ling Shu only felt a drop of sweat slipping from his forehead. With his quick wit, he didn't know what to say for a while.
What if these people never communicated, what if he was a small boss, wouldn't he reveal his secrets as soon as he opened his mouth
So, it's better not to say anything.
But if you don't say it, it may not be completely without suspicion.
Rao was Ling Shu, so he couldn't help but get nervous.
After a while-
"Qinglong goes down the river to swallow the sun and the moon."
Ling Shu: ? ?
Without hesitation, he said, "The white tiger is even in the sky with the Big Dipper!"
The other party paused for a few seconds, did not show any strangeness, and walked away.
Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, there was another voice behind them.
"Wait!"
The leader turned back.
Ling Shu's heart almost jumped out of his chest. He was even ready to attack and knock these three people down. Although there would definitely be some movement, he should be able to run away before the rescuers came.
But in this way, it will definitely be a shock.
"Did you see anything suspicious just now?" the other party asked.
"No, we came from you just now. We passed by and went in for a drink. Now we are preparing to continue chasing." Ling Shu said.
His tone was so calm that no one could hear the slightest clue, and the other party naturally had no doubts.
"That's okay, you continue to look back, we'll find this way."
"it is good."
The two groups parted ways, and in just a few minutes, Yang Chunhe was covered in cold sweat.
When she was far away, she couldn't help but tremblingly and whispered, "How did you know their counterpart's password?"
Ling Shu: "I'm bullshitting."
Yang Chunhe: "...Then why didn't they doubt it?"
Ling Shu: "Good question. Either I answered too bluntly, and they were dubious and dubious, or they themselves didn't remember the connection code, there is another possibility - they are the same as us."
all fake.
Yang Chunhe snorted softly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Either way, she hoped they wouldn't run into this kind of thing again.
But reality often backfires.
Not long after the two walked out, they ran into a few other men in black.
This time the person in the lead seemed to have a higher status. Ling Shu noticed that although the other party was also wearing a burqa, his face was not covered. He was a middle-aged man with gray hair.
He stopped Ling Shu and the two: "Come here."
When Ling Shu and the others walked over, their gray hair looked up and down: "How long have you been here? What errands do you have?"
How to answer this question
Yang Chunhe could only pretend to be dumb from start to finish, leaving everything to Ling Shu.
Ling Shu bowed slightly and said calmly: "About a month. I was just ordered to look for the person who escaped, but I haven't found it yet."
Gray hair pondered: "One month, it's shorter, but forget it, I finally understand some rules, you don't need to search people, go to serve a guest, don't listen, don't ask, don't tell, you understand the rules, right?"
Ling Shu hurriedly said, "I understand!"
The gray hair hummed: "Come with me."
He waved his hand to let his subordinates go first, while he led Ling Shu and the two forward.
A lantern vaguely reflected the road ahead.
Ling Shu followed behind, and found that this place was more ornate than the place just now. The floor was flat blue brick, and the walls on both sides seemed to be freshly painted. The door of the room was no longer an iron door, but a Western-style wooden door with a handle. Turned it open, not locked.
Does this mean that the guests living inside are at least higher in status than Yang Chunhe or even Wu Wu
The house was brightly lit, completely different from the outside.
This made Ling Shu and Yang Chunhe, whose eyes were accustomed to the darkness, squinted for a while involuntarily.
Then he saw an old acquaintance.
More than an old acquaintance.
Simply an enemy.
The kind that often share the same bed.
Young Master Yue Ding Tang Yue was sitting on a Western chair, holding a coffee cup in his right hand and a book in his left.
Apart from the different location and time, how is this posture different from when he was in the Yue family
Ling Shu thought to himself, I've had a few twists and turns in escaping here, because I'm afraid that you will fall into the enemy's hands and be tortured. Are you here to enjoy coffee and read books? Why aren't you being hypnotized, controlled, and forced to eat human flesh
Yue Dingtang's expression was cold, but he was clearly sober, and he didn't react when he saw the gray hair.
On the contrary, the gray hair was somewhat pleasing to him: "Mr. Yue, these two are your servants, please feel sorry for yourself these days, and when the envoy confirms what you said, he will immediately pick you up. go out."
Yue Dingtang snorted softly from his nose.
Aloof and dust-free, with the arrogance and indifference of the eldest young master.
But gray hair really eats this set.
Not only was he not angry, but he kept laughing.
"Then you rest first, and I won't disturb you." Then he turned to Ling Shu and said, "You guys serve Mr. Yue for a long time. You can do whatever he wants you to do."
As soon as the other party left, Yue Dingtang waved to Ling Shu and the others.
"You wait outside."
Ling Shu squeezed his throat: "Master, don't we need us to serve you?"