After hearing Wan Yicheng's solemn words, we knew that it was finally time to leave.
There are more than 30 million people in the whole city of Chongqing. If you want to find two people, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack. If you can't find such a social relationship, in fact, in theory, as long as we don't go out, we will not be discovered. During this period, the atmosphere
We were still very nervous. The neighborhood committee, neighbors and the police came to visit us several times, which made us very vigilant. We didn’t dare to turn on the lights in the room at night and lived in darkness.
However, theories are theories after all. In our industry, these methods of praying to gods, asking for divination, and divination are actually very easy to find within our scope.
After all, everything in the world is connected. As long as a person is alive, there will always be someone who can figure out your past and future.
Before that, Wan Yicheng had already obtained two real ID cards for us from the black market. The two buddies on them were named Liang Kai and Liu Xinyue. The former looked very similar to me, and the latter
It is somewhat similar to the Zamao Trail. In fact, there are many lost ID cards, and they are slightly similar, so it is easy to get away with it. When we heard the news, we didn’t stop anymore, packed up our things in a hurry, and then put on the hoods we had prepared before.
He and his beard were done separately. If Cheng had ever been involved in this business before, he put on our makeup hastily and then sent us out through the back door.
The rest of the luggage is fine, except for the two swords, which are a bit difficult to hide. However, we got a cylinder for collecting drawings before, so it's not very eye-catching if we carry it on our backs.
When we set off, it was just after five o'clock in the evening, and the lights in the urban villages were starting to turn on. In December, small stalls were set up in the streets and alleys, many selling spicy hotpot and night market stalls. The fragrant aroma of chili pepper and sesame oil wafted in the air. I
He Zamao Xiaodao dressed normally, like two ordinary tourists. In order to change his appearance, I also specially wore a pair of shoes with inner height, which made him look taller.
We were walking through the alley, and suddenly Zamao Xiaodao pulled my hand tightly. I followed his gaze and saw Zhang Weiguo, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, appearing in a store on the opposite street. Around him,
There were several plainclothes men walking toward us from a distance.
Although I had put on makeup and had a beard on my cheeks, my appearance had changed a lot, but I still felt a little weak and didn't know what to do. But Xiao Dao didn't care about it.
He took out a bottle of Erguotou, poured the wine on his hands, rinsed his mouth again, took a breath, then leaned on the wall, squatted half-way, and began to retching violently. Naturally, I followed his example and asked him for a little bit.
He drank alcohol, smeared it on his body, put his fingers in his throat, pressed hard, squatted on the ground, and pretended to be drunk.
Don't tell me, put your finger in your throat, stretch it in as hard as you can, and then pull it back silently. Immediately, waves of strong vomiting hit my whole body, making me tremble all the time.
My goosebumps came out. When Zhang Weiguo walked towards our next alleyway out of the corner of my eye, I couldn't bear it any longer. The hot pot I had eaten tonight was tumbling out of my stomach. Uh-huh.
With one click, everything shot onto the wall.
Seeing that I was pretending to be so involved, Zamao Xiaodao hurriedly stepped aside. I staggered into the darkness next to me and saw a man covering his headset and talking as he walked past us.
I just glanced at it with my peripheral vision and didn't raise my head again. Instead, I squatted on the ground and didn't dare to move. The whole man was saying: "...Zhang Chu, I entered from the left alley. If the target comes out from here,
I will definitely find them..."
Listening to this accent, I feel numb all over. I actually know this man. He is my classmate in the training camp, Southwest Traveler Zhao Xingrui, the best student in the 2009 training camp, and a close disciple of Monk Huiming.
Judging from their conversation, they should have almost locked in Wan Yi Cheng, and they happened to start taking action tonight. If we hadn't taken a step ahead, we might have been blocked at the door and caught.
God knows how these people got here. Although we were worried, we didn't dare to stop any longer. Seeing that there were no suspicious people waiting around, we hurried to the street, hailed an old taxi, and then
Go straight to the long-distance bus station.
In the car, we didn't say a word. Our previous accounts were frozen, and we didn't dare to take them out. This time, before Lao Wan left, he provided us with a 10,000 yuan escape fund. We achieved our goal.
After getting out of the car, I asked Zamao Xiaodao two questions in a low voice. First, is it possible for Lao Wan to reveal a flaw that would allow Zhang Weiguo and the others to seize their position? Second, if Lao Wan is caught, will he betray us?
Come?
Zamao Xiaodao shook his head and said he didn't know. Logically speaking, Lao Wan is always cautious in his actions. We also cleaned up the traces when we left, so we should be fine. However, we lived there for nearly ten days, so naturally there will still be clues.
What can be found out is that they don't know if they have locked Lao Wan. If so, you can't survive a few rounds in their hands, so do you expect Lao Wan to be able to resist to the end?
But fortunately, except for the first time when we talked about our past in front of Lao Wan during dinner, we carefully avoided him in our subsequent escape plans. This is not because we don't trust him, but because we respect him.
A kind of protection, the less you know, the more comfortable you can live.
Even when we came out this time, we didn't explain our next plan. It's just that our fake ID is indeed a landmine. If Lao Wan is really under surveillance and suspected, then we are very likely to be exposed. But the truth is
It was too urgent. We needed to leave Chongqing immediately, so we hurriedly bought two tickets to Liangshan at the long-distance bus station. Just in time to catch up with the extra bus at the end of the year, we hurriedly got on the bus and headed to the southernmost area of Xichuan.
Something worth mentioning is that when I checked my luggage, my ghost sword was gold-plated, but it was made of wood. It would be okay to show it out, but it would eventually leave a clue. Fortunately, the little demon tampered a little, and it didn't work.
Not found.
Driving at night, the car was quiet, with only the lights in the front bright. Zamao Xiaodao and I were sitting at the back of the car, and the worries in our hearts slowly came to mind like ivy. We were all a little worried about what would happen if we got together.
Over the past few weeks, I have become a bit fond of this southwestern man. Regardless of his previous identity, for an old friend who I have not seen for more than five years, a stranger who has never met before, and two wanted criminals, he is...
After learning the reason, he not only stepped forward to take the two of us in, but also actively helped us find out information and plan a way out.
When the time came, he even took out a large sum of money, knowing full well that the money might never be repaid.
In romance novels, people with such a temperament can usually achieve great things, such as Hu Baoyi Song Jiang, such as Chao Gai, the king of Tota. But in my eyes, having a few friends who can act like this in a person's life is not considered a big deal.
It's a waste of time. It's a pity that we don't know if we will implicate him this time.
The drive from Chongqing to Liangshan takes eight hours during the day and a full eleven or twelve hours of walking at night. The overtime buses are generally poor buses, and the smell of gasoline inside is unpleasant.
It’s uncomfortable. Most of the people in this car are migrant workers who have returned to their hometowns. They have been working hard in Chongqing all year round. At the end of the year, they finally have to return to their hometowns. In addition to putting large and small bags in the storage compartment under the car, they also put them inside the car.
, it was crowded.
There was a two-year-old child who started crying as soon as he got on the bus, and his loud voice was loud all the way. There was a young girl in front of us who started vomiting in the middle of the ride, and had to change two bags. The smell of vomit
, permeated the entire carriage. A young man from the Yi ethnic group couldn't bear it. He opened the window, and the cold wind rushed in. There were countless curses inside.
The Yi guy didn't dare to raise his head after being scolded, so he closed the door in a hurry. After a while, he came to talk to us again and asked the two elder brothers, "What do you do?"
I didn't say anything, but Zamao Xiaodao took up the topic and said that we were teachers from the Academy of Fine Arts who went to the countryside to collect works.
Zamao Xiaodao wears a smart ponytail, which is indeed very artistic. This young man named Kaimin was coaxed into admiration and all kinds of flattery. Kaimin told us that he is from a famous hot pot restaurant in Yucheng.
The clerk, it was the peak season, but his family arranged a match for him, so he went back to have a look. His family is from Ningnan, and he had to change trains when he arrived in Xichang.
We chatted and took a nap. Halfway through the trip, we entered Liangshan Prefecture. We started chatting again for some reason. Suddenly, the car window fluttered, and a plump bird flapped its wings outside the window. Kaimin
Pointing at the bird and laughing, he said, "Where did this fat bird come from? It didn't know this was glass, so it slammed into it?"
However, the spines of Zamao Xiaodao and I suddenly stood up straight, and we quickly stood up and shouted to the driver to stop.
At three-thirty in the middle of the night, the driver was driving hard when he didn't expect to hear such a shout. He was startled, and when he turned around, he cursed and greeted him in various ways.
We carried our bags to the front of the car and asked him to park the car. He looked annoyed, but when he saw that Zamao Xiaodao and I had cold faces, and we were speaking in Mandarin, even though our faces were still dissatisfied, we muttered,
But I finally endured it and opened the car door. I was the first to jump out of the car, and saw the tiger cat running into my arms. His feathers were all covered with cold dew, and his body was trembling, but his mouth was full of cold dew.
Very anxious.
It said in a very low tone: "Leave here and go into the mountains. Someone is catching up with you."