A few minutes later, Feng Ling left and came back panting, with blood on his face. He rushed into the grass where Ji Nuan was, but Ji Nuan was nowhere to be seen.
"Mrs. Mo?" Feng Ling frowned: "Ji Nuan?"
Her hushed voice was scattered in the wind, and the river channel of Tonle Sap Lake in the distance was calm and dark.
No one responded.
There was only a mobile phone abandoned in the grass, lying there quietly.
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He was kidnapped, this was Ji Nuan's first thought after waking up.
And it turns out that she was indeed thrown to the ground at this time. The room was so dark that it was almost impossible to see the light. The air was damp, salty, and full of rotten musty smell.
She tried to move, but her wrists were already tied behind her back, and her legs were tied tightly as well.
In just a few seconds, before Ji Nuan's brain could process it, a burst of conversation suddenly came from outside the door, but he didn't know what they were talking about.
Ji Nuan took a deep breath and let it out, forcing herself to calm down, rolling her eyes and looking around.
This is a very common wooden house in Cambodia. It is very empty and has nothing. A kerosene lamp hangs above the head. The weak kerosene light is almost as if it does not exist. There are moths attached to the lampshade, casting a huge shadow. The shadows look weird and scary.
Just when Ji Nuan suspected that she had been kidnapped by someone, there was a sudden "bang" on the door and someone pushed it open from the outside in.
Seeing two wretched-looking and dark-skinned men, Ji Nuan instinctively moved back, leaning her back against the wooden wall. She looked at the two men warily with a pair of clear eyes, and even saw that they were carrying a skinned dog in their hands. When the snake died, he suppressed the raging feeling in his stomach and almost vomited it out, and gritted his teeth to avoid making a sound of fear.
Two people came in, one of them was carrying the snake, and the other was a short, fat man holding a gun of poor quality. He glanced at her, grinned, and turned to follow the man holding the snake. Men speak.
They spoke Cambodian language, which Ji Nuan couldn't understand, but seeing their hey smiles, Ji Nuan pressed against the wall tightly, saying that he wasn't panicked or not afraid was a lie.
Finally, the short and fat man suddenly came over, squatted down in front of her, looked at her, and touched her face with his fat and dirty hands.
Ji Nuan started to run away without even thinking about it.
The short fat man suddenly cursed in a low voice. It was still something Ji Nuan couldn't understand. He raised his hand and was about to slap her. Just a second before the slap fell, a man of about six or seven years old with a stooped back suddenly walked in from outside the door. The ten-year-old woman coughed, and the two men immediately stood up, turned around and glanced at the old woman. Although the look was not very respectful, they stepped back politely. He took a step forward and stopped doing anything to Ji Nuan, nor did he continue to act recklessly.
The old woman walked in, holding a water ladle in her hand. She stared at Ji Nuan for a while, walked over, got some water from the water ladle, and sprinkled it directly on Ji Nuan's face. With an inexplicable expression, he wiped her face vigorously with his hands until all the dust and dirt on Ji Nuan's face were washed away. He looked at her carefully for a while, and then said something to Ji Nuan.
Still Cambodian language.
Ji Nuan was worried that these people might be related to the recent incident. Once it was discovered that she was Chinese, she might face more dangers. She kept her mouth shut and shrank her neck in pretend fear. He shook his head, meaning he didn't understand.
The old woman thought for a while and then asked in somewhat broken Chinese: "Are you... Chinese... Chinese?"
Ji Nuan still shook her head with a confused look on her face. Her mouth was not stuffed and she could speak, but she still said "Uh-huh", which meant that she was mute.
The old woman thought she looked like a very standard Asian beauty, but she didn't know which country she came from. After all, Asians have mostly similar looks and habits. After looking at her for a while, Ji Nuan kept moaning. She was speechless, so she pointed at Ji Nuan's mouth and asked her with her eyes if she couldn't speak.
Ji Nuan remained silent and nodded vigorously.
It turned out to be a mute.
The old woman looked at her again, turned around and said a few words to the two men in Cambodian. The two men came over reluctantly and pulled Ji Nuan up. Ji Nuan didn't know why. But seeing the two of them helping her up and following the old woman out, she calmed down and let them help her out.
When Ji Nuan was taken out of the wooden house, her eyes were suddenly covered with a black cloth. She couldn't see anything and could only be carried in an unknown direction.
After arriving, the two men put her down. Finally, the old woman came over to help her untie the black cloth from her eyes. She looked down at her for a while, pointed in the direction of the dense forest, and made a big gesture with her hands. The explosive expression was telling Ji Nuan that if she ran out casually, she would step on a minefield at any time and be blown up to death.
Ji Nuan immediately understood that this should be the center of the dense forest where Nanheng and the others were planning to encircle and suppress, which was also the area where the group was currently stationed.
She was brought in by accident.
Could Mo Jingshen be here
Ji Nuan controlled all his facial expressions and did not show any flaws, nor did he look around. He just kept looking at the old woman in front of him. The old woman untied the rope from Ji Nuan's feet, and then pulled her Walking towards the largest wooden house in the middle, once inside, there were several middle-aged and young people in the wooden house. When they saw the old woman bringing Ji Nuan in, they all stared in Ji Nuan's direction with alert faces. Then he angrily accused the old woman in Cambodian, seemingly complaining that the old woman had brought strangers in casually.
After the old woman chatted with them for a few words, she pointed at Ji Nuan's body, meaning that she was very clean and contained no dangerous items. Then she took Ji Nuan's hand and smelled it carefully, and then said After speaking, those few people stared at Ji Nuan with suspicious eyes.
One of them, a middle-aged man in his fifties, had gray hair, a square face and a lion nose, and a scar from his eyebrows to the left side of his face. He looked at Ji Nuan coldly and suddenly asked her in English: "Can you cook?"
It turns out that the old woman smelled the food condiments on her hands just now and thought she was a cook...
Ji Nuan still pretended that she couldn't hear anything, and just looked at the man with a look of fear and confusion.
The middle-aged man continued to stare at her coldly and asked in English: "What country are you from? How could you be brought in by our people from outside? There is no smell of guns and ammunition on your hands, only the smell of food. Who are you?" who?"
Ji Nuan looked at the old woman beside him with a helpless expression, and hid behind the old woman in panic.
At this time, there was a sudden movement outside the wooden house, and an alarm sounded in the woods.
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(Good night.)