"What's the meaning?"
The judge was confused by the King of Hell's confused words, and he fell into Zhang Feng's hands anyway.
"Zhang Feng deliberately fired the flare, taking my reaction into account. He knew that I would definitely send a nearby search team to check after the flare was launched, so as to get rid of the pursuers behind him. Do you think I was also involved? In his hand?" King of Hell explained.
Looking at the photos passed back by the search team, there were a few words carved with a knife on the tree trunk: "The flare went up to the sky, but it doesn't mean I give up!" Needless to say, these words must have come from Zhang Feng's survival knife.
"Report, the search team found Zhang Feng's survival knife, but no trace of Zhang Feng was found!" someone reported again.
"What? Are there other situations?" the judge asked in surprise.
"Well, Zhang Feng left a line of words."
"What's written?" the judge asked hurriedly.
"The survival knife is also left for you. Don't look for me anymore. Just wait for me in the military area! It was carved on the tree trunk with a survival knife!" said the soldier.
"Hahahaha, interesting, really interesting!" The King of Hell laughed heartily.
The judge also stopped talking. He stared at the screen. On the screen, the location of the signal flare and the signal source of the survival knife were thousands of meters away. The search team arrived at the two locations almost at the same time, but found nothing.
There is only one possibility for this situation, and that is that when the signal flare was launched, Zhang Feng had already left a survival knife thousands of meters away and fled.
But when people and flares are separated, how do they launch flares
The flare is not a fuze that can be triggered with a delay, but a pull ring. As long as the pull ring is pulled, the flare can be activated instantly.
After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out the key. The judge asked: "King of Hell, how do you think Zhang Feng separated the person from the signal bomb and then launched it?"
The king of hell said two words thoughtfully: "Pull force!"
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Zhang Feng knew that his ankle was injured. If he could completely get rid of the search team behind him, he would definitely be caught sooner or later.
So he racked his brains and finally came up with a way for the golden cicada to escape from its shell.
Flare and survival knife!
When he first got the survival knife, Zhang Feng used his own
Upon inspection, the weight of the knife was found to be uneven.
There must be something fishy about the hollow inside the knife handle. In addition, he was sure that even if the King of Hell was ruthless, he would not drive all the special forces into the jungle and ignore them, so the hollow position may be embedded with positioning equipment.
In addition, whenever he was about to get rid of the search team, these people would suddenly catch up, which further confirmed Zhang Feng's judgment.
Fix the signal bomb on the tree trunk with a cloth strip, then take another cloth strip and twist it into a thin rope, tie one end to the pull ring of the signal bomb, and tie the other end to a slightly bent tree branch.
In this way, the rebound force of the tree branch can be used to pull off the pull ring of the signal flare and reach the activated state.
This method is not sophisticated, and many hunters even use the pulling force of branches to set traps to catch smaller prey.
Leaving the handwriting also tells the King of Hell and the judge that this is his method of escape, rather than really choosing to give up!
Run a thousand meters away and leave the survival knife behind. In this way, the search team will lose their 'eyes' and it will be easier to find your traces!
"Judge, notify the public security department to assist our military region in arresting a wanted criminal. Do you want a photo? Just use Zhang Feng's!" The corner of the King of Hell's lips curled up into a sneer, kid, aren't you willing to play? Then I'll play something big with you.
The judge understood the order of the King of Hell, and the original plan was just to use the police's electronic eyes to provide the target's location. But once the wanted order is issued, Zhang Feng will really be trapped in the sea of people and unable to extricate himself. Let alone escaping, I am afraid it will be difficult to move even an inch.
"What kind of charge should be given to Zhang Feng'an?" the judge asked with a sneer.
"Whatever crime you think can most inspire the public's enthusiasm for cooperating in the investigation and arrest of Zhang Feng? You don't have to ask me about such a trivial matter!" Although the King of Hell said this, he looked gloating.
"Hey, I know!" The judge took the order and left!
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Two hours later, the wanted order was distributed to each township police station through the public security bureau. The grassroots police then distributed the wanted order to neighborhood committees or pasted it in places where people roamed intensively, making sure that no one was missed, and no one was missed. , to the point where everyone knows it.
Early morning on the third day.
Zhang Feng finally walked out of the jungle.
Smoke curled up from the small village at the foot of the mountain, and Zhang Feng even
You can smell the aroma of rice in it.
Wiping the mud off his face with withered yellow leaves, Zhang Feng limped into the village.
There are less than a hundred households in the village, and they are all from the same clan, with the surname Liu, and the name of the village is straightforward, Liujia Village.
They rely on mountains and rivers to make a living. Except for the young and middle-aged people who go out to work, most of the people left behind work part-farming and part-hunting to make ends meet.
There are no secrets in such a small village, and there are usually no outsiders.
Zhang Feng's appearance was immediately regarded as a monster and was watched by people in the village.
"Baby, where did you come from?"
"Oh, this kid is in such a miserable condition. He is still wearing a single coat regardless of the weather."
"It's not just a single piece of clothing, it's also in tatters. It won't freeze you to death."
"Xie Wa'er's foot seems to be injured."
The village head of Liujia Village and the head of the clan named Liu said, "Shut up, you prodigal old ladies."
The village chief with a goatee walked up to Zhang Feng and asked, "My son, what exactly is going on?"
Tears spewed out of Zhang Feng's eyes. He reached out to hold the village chief's hand and said excitedly: "Village Chief, I was kidnapped and fled into the mountains. I was lost for more than half a month before I came out. I I thought I was going to freeze to death in the mountains, but I didn’t even think about it.”
"Village Chief, you look like a great virtuous man who can only be cultivated in a hundred lifetimes. Please save me!"
"And all the ladies, uncles and aunts, you are all good people. Good people are rewarded!"
The sad look on Zhang Feng's face, the sad tone, and the flattery decisively won Liujiacun's trust.
"My child is so pitiful. Come to my house and have some food. Then I will find a way to help you contact your family."
"Come to my house. I just finished cooking. Is it still warm?"
"Whatever you have to do, baby, just follow me. Big baby, go and invite the old blind man over and ask him to come and look at the baby's foot injury," said the villager.
"I understand, Grandpa." The one called Dawa is a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with very clear and honest eyes.
If he deceived bad people, Zhang Feng would not feel any guilt. But lying to deceive these simple and warm-hearted people made Zhang Feng feel aroused.