What is in this cave? According to my observation, there are at least a dozen people who appear in the video. These people are running around in the vast mountains in the middle of the night just to send the young man with a hare lip into the cave? My appetite
He was immediately hung up.
I continued to stare at the picture, fully hoping that the photographer would follow him into the cave and take detailed photos of the situation inside. The seven or eight people had already dragged the young man with a hare lip into the cave, and the picture suddenly became empty, with only
There was a large amount of bright light. However, the camera stopped moving when it was fixed at a position more than ten meters outside the cave. The photographer did not enter the cave.
"Why don't you go in? What's going on inside the cave?" I couldn't hold my breath immediately. I had been staring at this video for so long, but I stopped filming at the most critical moment, which made me feel uncomfortable.
Mustache looked at me and explained: "It's not that the photographer doesn't want to go in, it's just that he can't."
"Why can't you get in?"
"These issues can be discussed later."
Mustache only mentioned one sentence, and when I looked at the empty scene again, I suddenly realized. The photographer may have been subject to some restrictions and could not enter this mysterious cave, otherwise there would be no reason to have worked so hard for so long.
Give up halfway.
A deep regret suddenly filled my mind. At this time, Mustache said: "The most important thing for me to show you this video is to let you know the final result. As for the intermediate process, I will ignore it for now."
When he said this, I could only continue watching with peace of mind. From this moment on, the picture never changed. It was always facing the entrance of the hole, and all the surrounding lighting equipment was extinguished. It was like the lens had fallen into an ink tank, and it was black.
I can't see my fingers.
Mustache said that this kind of content would last an hour and twenty minutes. If I feel bored, I can fast forward. I felt that there must be no important points worth noting in the middle, so I nodded. Mustache started to operate this tape.
I don’t know how many times I’ve watched it, and it’s so familiar that it’s so familiar. He skillfully controlled the fast-forward progress of the video. After he released the fast-forward button for up to ten seconds, the dark screen suddenly brightened, and the lighting equipment in the lens was restored.
Work.
The photographer stood up at this time, and then two people came out of the cave.
Immediately afterwards, two more people appeared in the cave, one behind the other carrying a simple stretcher. They placed the stretcher less than ten meters away from the cave entrance. Several people appeared from nowhere.
They immediately gathered around the stretcher, and the photographer immediately followed and focused the camera on the stretcher.
In an instant, I couldn't close my mouth. Some of the fragments locked in my memory mixed with the pictures in front of me to form an invisible powerful shock wave, constantly hitting the brain nerves. It can be said that the next few dozen seconds were the entire paragraph.
key part of the video.
Lying on the stretcher was an old and thin man. It looked as if all his body organs had aged to the extreme. His expression was very panicked. His two skinny palms were trembling hard on his chest. His mouth was wide open and he was panting. His eyes were wide open.
Due to the strong light, it was forced to narrow into a gap. I could even feel a dark gray color of death from this gap. Moreover, I also saw that this extremely aging man had a harelip.
The video ends with a close-up of a face. After watching it, I can't describe my feelings. It can be said that when I saw the old corpse that was suspected to be Cao Shuang, the shock to me was far less than this blurry video.
The video was so violent. I don’t know if this tape has undergone any technical processing, but I completely believe that the content it records is true.
This was supposed to be an anecdote like a fantasy, but I witnessed it twice with my own eyes, once deep in Wonsan Mountain and once on video.
I couldn't help but look at the mustache again. Who is this person? His origin is very mysterious, and his power is beyond my imagination. I don't know where I got this videotape, but I got it.
This tape should be very difficult.
The most important thing is, what was his purpose in showing me this tape? Did he even know that I witnessed Cao Shuang’s body? So he used such a tape as a bargaining chip?
I started to recall what Mustache had said sentence by sentence. I can forget about those things like cleaning up the blame for me and ensuring my safety. What I don’t understand the most is why he wants to cooperate with me? Someone like me.
What can you do for him, eat? Or sleep?
I glanced at him a few times, and although Mustache had already refused to answer his identity twice, I couldn't help but tentatively ask him again.
"If you insist on knowing my identity, I can only tell you that I am someone who is willing to help you." An incomprehensible smile appeared on the corner of Mustache's mouth: "After watching the video, I will fulfill my promise. You
You can choose to stay or leave."
I didn’t know how to reply to him, so I just sat on the sofa and lowered my head in thought. After waiting for two minutes, Mustache stood up, walked slowly in front of me, and said: "There is one thing, I will tell you, you can think about it yourself."
think."
"What's up?"
"Your situation is really dangerous. I'm not being alarmist." Mustache said solemnly: "In your opinion, with Wei Changkong protecting you, everything will be fine. But I want to tell you that for you, Jiangbei
It’s even less safe.”
I didn't refute him, but chewed on this sentence over and over. The more I thought about it, the clearer it became to me. Jiangbei might really be unsafe. The old man had been favoring me and protecting me. At this time, he might have regretted the order to kill me.
, but he was paralyzed, and many things were done by people below. Even if the old man can forgive me, where is the mastermind behind the scenes?
The more I think about it, the more I feel afraid. It is very possible that someone will ignore the old man's instructions and forcefully accuse me. They will behead first and then report.
"Only I can guarantee your safety and find out the truth for you." Mustache gently touched the video tape in his hand and said, "You should know what the content of this tape means. I can tell you everything.
Things are all related to these contents. I am looking for the specific process and need your cooperation."
After thinking about it for a long time, I asked him: "What do you want me to do?"
"If you are willing to cooperate, I will tell you in detail when the time comes."
I leaned lazily on the sofa, closed my eyes and was silent for a few minutes. I was still thinking about that question. What can a person like me do for him?
But it is undeniable that what I lack most now is safety. It is not safe to stay outside, and it is equally unsafe to return to Jiangbei. It is impossible for me to be prepared for everything. If my life is lost, everything else is empty talk. I don’t know about Mustache
I don't know the details, but my sixth sense tells me that he is definitely capable of protecting me.
"Deal!" I opened my eyes and spit out two words. After experiencing the black box and the stall, my intestines had to twist and turn. The mustache said beautifully, saying that cooperation is all based on my wishes. But I
I don’t know him well, so if he tries to stop me when I refuse to cooperate and prepare to leave, it will be a bit troublesome and I will be very passive.
Right now, I have to find a safe environment for myself, and then slowly consider other things. I will definitely go back to Jiangbei, but only after the blame is completely removed.
After hearing my words, Mustache didn't show much expression, and I didn't wait for him to speak. I then said to him: "I have a condition before the deal is concluded."
"you say."
I looked out the door. The door was closed and I couldn't see Ma Dad: "My companion has to stay too. His situation is as unsafe as mine."
Although Ma Dad likes to brag, judging from the time I spent with him, he is not very annoying, especially what happened at the stall this time was all because of me. Push Ma Dad out now
, it’s hard to guarantee that he will have a miserable end.
And Mustache must not be completely trusted. No matter how stupid I am, I still know that he has his own purpose, so I don’t intend to leak all my information to Mustache, nor will I tell him the complete truth. Cooperation is only verbal.
Agreement. My thoughts are not complicated and I hate mental work. If a very stingy person like Ma Dad stays by my side, I will definitely lose a lot of money.
The mustache reached out to touch his beard, nodded, and said he could keep Ma Dad.
When we came out of the room, Ma Dad was chatting enthusiastically with the monk. I vaguely heard that he was still talking about the governor’s daughter, and the monk listened with a naive smile. Mustache said to us: “Now, the four of us are working together.
Relationship, your business is also our business."
"Cooperation?" Ma Dad turned to me and asked: "What kind of cooperation? Why don't you ask me for my opinion?"
I had no choice but to briefly tell Ma Dad that the old guy had been kicked out and had no place to go. At this time, I still hesitantly asked if there was any money to be made from the cooperation.
Mustache seemed to be very at ease with us. There were no protective measures or supervision when sleeping that night. Mada and I didn’t dare to talk softly until late at night. Mada kept asking what kind of video tape Mustache showed me.
There were so many things involved that I couldn't explain it clearly in a sentence or two, so I told him to talk about it later when we had a chance.
Ma Dad told me that these two people are very powerful. When I asked why, he looked a little uncomfortable. He told me that when Xiaozhu and I were watching the video, he and the monk were the only two people left, and he wanted to knock him down.
The monk later escaped.
At this point, Ma Dad refused to say anything. I knew that he must have suffered a loss at the hands of the monk. We talked for a while and summed up a four-word strategy: act according to circumstances.
In the next two days, Mustache talked to me twice alone. He seemed a bit enigmatic. Unless he would talk to me for a few words when talking about things, he would always stop talking and would not talk thoroughly.
I can't even figure out where he came from. Although the monk is talkative and talks nonsense with Ma Dad, he doesn't say a serious word.
It was probably the morning of the fourth day after arriving here. We all had breakfast together. Mustache said that we would go on a long trip together today. I asked where we were going, and the monk smiled naively and said, "You will know when you get there."
"To be honest, I hate you being like this." Ma Dad said very dissatisfied: "We have agreed on a cooperative relationship, but they don't give us any money or money, and they always say half of it will be kept."
"Ma Dad, please be patient." The monk looked at his mustache and said to us, "Do you know about the Half-Bian Tower in Hubei?"
"You think I'm just a newbie? If you don't even know half of the story, then you're a fool."
"Hey, it's good to know." The monk looked at me with a smile and said, "Let's go to the half building. Master Wei, you have to do the first thing."