The Russian was about 1.8 meters tall and very stocky, but he was pulled up by Zhao Yingjun at once. I was worried about the language barrier between the two parties. After Zhao Yingjun asked a few questions, sure enough, the Russian's face was clearly mixed with anger and disdain.
I feel confused and cannot understand Chinese.
"Don't be like this, really." Zhao Yingjun sighed and said pitifully: "I am a pacifist. I have eaten Daliba and drank kvass. I actually have no prejudice against your country. But if you keep pretending
If you don't understand, I can only take some other measures."
The confusion in the Russian's eyes became even more serious. I quietly asked Zhao Yingjun: "Do you think he can understand what we are saying?"
"I don't know, let's give it a try." Zhao Yingjun spread his hands: "Anyway, at least one of their team must be proficient in Chinese. Otherwise, how could they get here all the way without a guide?"
After asking for a long time, the Russians were still at a loss. Zhao Yingjun took out a small bamboo tube from his arms. He asked me to hold up a flashlight and opened the bamboo tube in front of the Russians. One was only about an inch long.
The insects slowly squirmed out of the bamboo tube. The insects were the same as the caterpillars on the poplar trees, but they were colorful and had a ring of black hair outside their bodies. They looked quite disgusting.
"Since you refuse to speak, let's try the specialties from Tibet, China." Zhao Yingjun raised the insect to the Russian's mouth, obviously trying to make him swallow it.
The Russian was angry and frightened. He kicked his legs hard on the ground and tried to retreat, but Zhao Yingjun held him tightly. The colorful bugs almost touched his lips, and the Russian held his mouth and retched.
.Zhao Yingjun reached out and grabbed his chin. With a flick of his finger, the bug flew into the other person's mouth. Then, he pinched the Russian's Adam's apple and pushed his head upward. Judging from the Russian's expression, this
A colorful insect seemed to have been swallowed alive by him.
"It will be very painful for those who swallow this kind of bug. If you can endure it, then keep enduring it. Anyway, we are fine. There is no rush." Zhao Yingjun squatted next to the other party and looked at the Russian with interest. The Russian began to use
Their mother tongue babbled out words. Although I couldn't understand them, I knew they were definitely not good words.
After about five minutes, the Russian's face changed, and he vomited violently. After all the contents in his stomach were vomited, cold sweat began to flow from his forehead, and he twisted and twitched back and forth on the ground. His face turned green and green, as if
It was very painful, and I couldn't help but howl loudly in the end.
"Oh my God!" The Russian not only knew how to speak Chinese, but was also fluent in Beijing movies. He must have been in severe pain, so he directly cursed: "It's your uncle's fault!"
"I'm not lying to you, the pain you are suffering now will continue to intensify and last for seven days." Zhao Yingjun said: "After seven days, your internal organs will begin to rot bit by bit, but you will not die immediately. You will have to wait until your whole body is rotten.
Light, during this period, maybe you can see your intestines when you lower your head."
"I curse you, a villain, a murderer, a vampire..." The Russian writhes in pain, and then hits his head on a stone, as if this can relieve the pain in his body. After cursing viciously for a while, he begins to plead,
He said everything to be obedient, but Zhao Yingjun didn't say a word and just squatted beside him and looked at him with a smile.
"The bug is in your stomach now. It will probably bite through your stomach and enter the duodenum soon..."
"Please! Take this damn thing out! Take it out!" The Russian was completely frightened by Zhao Yingjun. He persisted for at least ten minutes before his will collapsed. He began to negotiate with Zhao Yingjun with snot and tears.
Zhao Yingjun gave him a black pill, which smelled very bad. After the Russian took it, his condition improved a little. It may be that the bugs in his stomach were temporarily suppressed, but he still retched for a long time until all the bile was vomited out.
Considered a complete recovery.
"Let's talk, friends from the north." Zhao Yingjun motioned for him to explain.
The Russians have suffered so much that they no longer dare to be stubborn. This man's name is Polonov. He has a very complicated experience. He once served in the navy. After he was discharged, he went to the Northeast and then stayed in Beijing for three years.
Part of the time he worked in the embassy. After leaving the embassy, he opened a company in Huairou, which was more or less half a China connection.
As for this operation, it was a friend of Polonov who contacted him. They approached Polonov mainly because he had served in the navy and was much better than ordinary people in the field of diving. Polonov said
He was just helping his friends, not for money. He had been living in Beijing for several years and looked like a Beijing oil kid. He said he was not short of money.
The composition of Polonov's team is also relatively complex. They are all people from their country. The team members include doctors, retired soldiers, policemen who have resigned, and factory workers.
"Why do these people come to China? Is it interesting?" Zhao Yingjun interjected and asked.
Polonov said he didn't know. He was just doing something based on what his friends said. He was mainly responsible for salvage work, salvaging everything except stones in the underground lake. At the beginning, Polonov salvaged the first batch of blood streaks.
I was still very excited when I was making pottery, because the people in the team said that this was something from more than two thousand years ago, with the imprint of ancient Chinese culture.
"I'm afraid that's not the case." I couldn't help but wonder, mainly because I knew that there had been an unsuccessful defection in the Tianji Project (in fact, until now, I have refused to admit that the defector was my father)
, although I have no evidence to prove that he is not), so once the Russians make any move on this matter, there is a deep meaning behind the move: "You people are either retired soldiers or police officers who have resigned. It seems that
He has become an ordinary person, actually?"
"What did you see?" Zhao Yingjun asked me.
"I think they have only one purpose in doing this. They attribute this operation entirely to civil organizations. If anything happens, it is just their personal behavior." I looked at Polonov, and there was actually half a dozen words behind it.
In short, I didn't say it clearly. If something happened to Polonov's organization in China, it would indeed be considered a personal act and had nothing to do with their government. Personal behavior and state behavior are completely different concepts.
"Okay, this guess is very reasonable." Zhao Yingjun turned to look at Polonov, made a gesture on his stomach, and said: "I changed my mind, I want you to see my twelve fingers
Are there any polyps on the intestines?"
"Don't do this!" Polonov swallowed, deeply afraid of the insect.
He changed his confession. Part of the confession was true, but there was a new version of Polonov's reason for joining this team. It was someone who had worked together in the embassy who contacted Polonov and asked him to
He joined this team. In fact, I still can’t believe this new version. I have always felt that the origin of Lao Maozi’s team will not be so simple. The information they obtained at that time about the Tianji Project will not be handed over to
of any civil society organization.
Before Polonov's team arrived here, the Russians had already conducted small-scale exploratory salvage here. They salvaged blood-patterned pottery. After the team arrived, the previous Russians left. The leader of the team told
Divers, you can continue to salvage blood-patterned pottery, but the focus of salvaging must be on a kind of bronze.
Zhao Yingjun and I looked at each other and realized that this was to the point.
Polonov didn't know the usefulness of this kind of bronze. The team leader said that no matter whether it was a complete bronze or a fragment, even a fragment as big as a fingernail, we must try our best to find it.
"You fucking talked for a long time and said a few useful words." Zhao Yingjun became a little impatient and said: "Now, I will condense the questions I raised to just one. What is your motive for coming here? Just to salvage bronzes.
?Don't tell me you don't know the real purpose of coming here."
"Brother, I think we can talk in a peaceful way." Polonov's tone immediately softened, he was very afraid of Zhao Yingjun.
"Talk about your mother!" Zhao Yingjun slapped the other party, because he could see that although Polonov was tall and powerful, he was indeed very oily. If he kept giving him a good look, he would dare to keep talking nonsense.
Eight ways down. Zhao Yingjun usually likes to laugh and laugh, but it doesn't matter who he is. If he is really angry, he is actually very scary and full of murderous intent.
"The sacrificial site of the Qin Dynasty!" Polonov then shouted: "What we are looking for is a sacrificial site of the Qin Dynasty."
"Stop playing tricks on me, my patience is really limited." Zhao Yingjun put his hand on Polonov's belly again.
"Qin Shihuang! You should know Qin Shihuang!" Polonov struggled repeatedly, trying to avoid Zhao Yingjun's hand: "There is a sacrificial site from the Qin Dynasty here, which was built under the decree of Qin Shihuang."
Zhao Yingjun and I looked at each other again, and it seemed that all our previous speculations had been confirmed. But I still found it strange and incredible. Of course, sacrifices were inevitable in the Qin Dynasty. Even Qin Shihuang had to sacrifice to heaven and earth and ancestors, but that kind of sacrifice
It must be in the ancestral temple. Who is the sacrificial site built here to worship? It can be seen from the number of broken blood-patterned pottery at the bottom of the lake that this is an extraordinary sacrifice.
"You explore the sacrificial sites of the Qin Dynasty, and what happens next? Be smart and tell what you know all at once." Zhao Yingjun began to threaten Polonov again.
"I swear, I only know this, explore the sacrificial site and salvage that kind of bronze." Polonov said: "There may be relevant clues on that kind of bronze. No one knows about your Qin Shihuang until the bronze is found.