Zuo Shaoqing slowly softened his tone and said, "Listen, you are driving here, don't try to be naughty. I am sitting in the car behind, and I will keep an eye on you at all times. If you dare to stop the car, I will shoot you to death."
You! Do you understand?"
The driver looked at the gun in her hand in horror and nodded repeatedly.
The driver restarted the car and drove onto the street. Zuo Shaoqing stared at him and slowly put away the gun. Then she opened the door, climbed onto the side of the car, and climbed into the back compartment.
The morning breeze was very cool, whistling past her ears. She huddled down and sat in the cargo pile, looking at the front through the gap in the car's fender with alert eyes. After the sky was completely bright, the rising sun began to scorch the car.
Li Zuo Shaoqing. But she did not dare to relax and stare ahead for a moment.[
The road condition was very poor, and the car bumped forward. On both sides of the road were mountains and forests, scattered farmland and the occasional village. After turning the hillside, a small market town appeared in front, with some old tile-roofed houses and even more dilapidated thatched houses.
The ground is hidden among trees.
Zuo Shaoqing noticed that the driver had slowed down and seemed to want to stop. She banged the roof of the car several times with the handle of her gun. The car sped up again and passed straight through the middle of the small market town.
It was not until three o'clock in the afternoon that the dilapidated cargo truck finally arrived at Baishi Town. The truck stopped on the side of the road. The fat driver looked behind carefully, but there seemed to be no one in the compartment. He opened the door, stood on the pedal and looked into the compartment.
There was really no one in the carriage. His face was full of astonishment, his hands and feet were trembling as he climbed onto the carriage and looked into the gap between the cargo. There was indeed no one in the carriage.
An hour later, the driver reported to the Baishi Town Police Station that a woman had threatened him with a gun and forced him to drive to Baishi Town. But he did not know when the woman got out of the car.
Another hour later, the news was passed to Lieutenant Colonel McCann's office step by step.
Lieutenant Colonel McCann was a little confused by this situation. From Baishi Town to the west, you can indeed reach the border, which is clearly visible on the map. However, this area is densely populated with farmland and working farmers. Even the border
There are farmlands on both sides of the border. It is absolutely impossible to cross the border from here without being discovered.
Lieutenant Colonel McCann frowned. He judged that if this woman was Zuo Shaoqing, he believed she must be. Then, Zuo Shaoqing must have got off the bus before arriving at Baishi Town. But where did she get off?
A few hours away, the range is too large.
But there is one thing Lieutenant Colonel McCann is sure of. Zuo Shaoqing has now left the Cam Ranh Bay area and is heading west. Her purpose must be to cross the border.
Lieutenant Colonel McCann turned back to Captain Aben beside him and said: "Take your soldiers, spread out along this road, and search northward towards Dalat Mountain. Captain, you must find her!"
Asians rarely express their joys and anger. Although Captain Aben was full of doubts, he did not express anything, let alone ask. He looked at Lieutenant Colonel McCann with an expression on his face, saluted, and then turned and left.
office, to gather his soldiers.
In fact, Zuo Shaoqing risked her life by jumping out of the truck when she was still thirty kilometers away from Baishi Town. This was something she had already considered before getting on the truck. She would make every effort to cover up her
whereabouts, delaying the time for Lieutenant Colonel McCann to track her.
After she jumped out of the truck, she stuck the Colt pistol in her back as usual, then picked up her backpack, got off the road, and walked toward the hills and forests.
Although it is only April, the country has already entered the scorching heat. The afternoon sun casts heat like fire, there is no wind in the sparse mountain forest, and the vegetation is emitting dry and scorching heat under the sun.
Zuo Shaoqing's face was covered with sweat, his shirt was soaked with sweat and clung tightly to his body.
She looked at her watch and saw that it was about four o'clock in the afternoon. She walked through the forest and walked up a small hill while panting. She looked down the hillside and saw patches of farmland in the sparse forest. Some were built with bamboo and thatch.
The houses are hidden under the shade of trees, quiet and peaceful, and there does not seem to be any danger.
When Zuo Shaoqing looked at the houses at the bottom of the mountain, she was a little confused for a moment. The address that the frail Dr. Mei left for her said "Wazhuliao", and she said it was a small village. "Wazhuliao" is in
It was just a small dot on the map. But here, the dilapidated houses were scattered on the surrounding hills, and each house was far away from each other. She was wondering which house she was looking for.
Woolen cloth?
She soon saw that there was only a path leading to those houses, winding through the hills and farmland. In the hills it was a path, but in the farmland it was just a narrow field bank, so narrow that only one person could walk.
She saw that she actually had no choice but to walk down the mountain along this path.
When walking on the winding path, Zuo Shaoqing gradually discovered something strange. The houses scattered far and near were all strung together on this path like gourds. If she wanted to go to the second house, she had to start from the first one.
She walked past the door of her home. The same was true for the houses in the distance. She was vaguely aware that this first house was like a sentinel, stuck on this path. She felt that the person she was looking for should be
They are the people who live in the first house.
What she gradually approached was a dilapidated bamboo house. The thatch on the roof was black, the walls were mottled and decayed, and a big tree shaded the front of the house.[
An old man with gray hair and gray hair, full of wrinkles, was sitting on a bamboo chair in front of the door, motionless and staring at Zuo Shaoqing who was walking over with his old eyes, like an ancient statue.
Zuo Shaoqing stared at him and slowly walked towards him.
Zuo Shaoqing carefully considered the identity of the old man in front of the door and his current situation.
She wiped the sweat from her face and tried her best to show a nice smile. She watched the movement in the bamboo house and observed the old man's eyes. But when she walked up to the old man, he didn't say a word. He just used the word "old"
His eyes looked at her motionless.
However, as soon as Zuo Shaoqing opened her mouth, she realized there was trouble. The old man could not understand the local dialect she spoke, and she could not understand what the old man said. In fact, she was not sure who she should find.
What surprised her was that the old man actually understood the words "Cam Ranh Bay" and "Doctor Mei" as she continued to narrate. She saw that the old man's eyes began to flash with vigilance, which was also true.
Let her be alert. But she couldn't understand his question. She only knew that he understood these two words, and she could only say these two words repeatedly. As for what these two words meant to the old man, she
I don't know. This situation made her very anxious and uneasy.
At this time, the old man's back had left the bamboo chair, and he seemed to finally understand something. He turned back to the back room or shouted to the nearby area. A few seconds later, a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old ran over from behind the house. He
He was barefoot and wearing shabby clothes. He looked at Zuo Shaoqing with a vigilant and surprised look.
The old man shouted a few words to the young man. The young man responded, turned around and ran towards the path.
This situation made Zuo Shaoqing a little scared. The young man obviously ran to call someone. But who he called, she didn't know. She observed the old man's face, and there was no look of fear or vigilance. She judged that that
The boy didn't seem to be going to the police.
The old man pointed at the door and said something to her. She guessed that he was telling her to come in. She looked around, and she could easily be seen standing outside the door. She carefully stepped into the skewed door.
wooden door.
The old man was still sitting in front of the door, still looking into the distance with his old eyes.
Zuo Shaoqing looked around the house. Except for a few farm tools, there was almost no furniture in the house. It could be seen that they were very poor. She sat down on the bamboo chair at the door and looked through the slightly crooked door.
, watching the old man outside the door, and also observing the only path. If anyone came, they would appear on that path first. She was preparing for the worst in her heart.
About half an hour later, the young man led a middle-aged man in his forties and ran over along the winding field bank.
The middle-aged man was carrying a shovel, his clothes were open, his trouser legs were rolled up to his knees, and his bare feet were covered with mud. He walked to the door, looked at Zuo Shaoqing sitting in the door, and talked to him.
The old man said a few words. The old man also said a few words to him and pointed toward the house.
The dark-skinned middle-aged man walked through the door and looked at Zuo Shaoqing with surprise and vigilance.
At this time, Zuo Shaoqing also stood up quietly and looked at the middle-aged man carefully. Her right hand was hidden behind her back inadvertently, close to the gun inserted in her lower waist. She kept saying to the middle-aged man: "Jinlan
Wan, Dr. Mei."
She judged that middle-aged people should be able to understand these two words equally. She pointed at herself again.
The middle-aged man looked her up and down and began to nod, as if to indicate that he understood. Then he pointed to Dalat Mountain behind the house with a questioning look. He pointed at himself, then at Zuo Shaoqing, and then at
Pointing to the mountains behind the house.
Zuo Shaoqing vaguely understood what he meant. She took out the map from her pocket and spread it in front of him. She pointed out the location of Dalat Mountain to him, and then kept pointing westward, all the way to the border. Finally, she pointed
Pointing to himself, his fingertips crossed the border, and then he looked up at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man nodded vigorously to show that he understood. Then he looked at the path outside the door and thought seriously. He finally turned to Zuo Shaoqing, pointed to the sun, to himself, to Zuo Shaoqing, and then
Pointing to Dalat Mountain.
Zuo Shaoqing guessed that he meant to leave immediately. She understood that this was urgent. She thought about it again, took out the stack of francs from her backpack and handed it to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man's face immediately showed a happy expression. But he only took out a few francs, and returned the rest to Zuo Shaoqing. Zuo Shaoqing smiled, took out a few more banknotes, and stuffed them into his hand.
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The smile on the middle-aged man's face became brighter, and he nodded to her to express his gratitude. He took the few francs and walked outside the door, said a few words to the old man, and handed him the money in his hand.
The old man took the money, turned around and waved to Zuo Shaoqing, with a rare smile on his face. After that, he rolled up the few francs and carefully stuffed them into the purse on his waist.
