I don’t know the identity of this young man. Judging from his appearance and tone, it’s hard to associate him with those rough-faced people. But these men are very obedient. After hearing the young man’s instructions, they honestly
As we walked out one by one, the place suddenly became empty, leaving only the two of us sitting facing each other.
"What's your name? What do you do?" The young man closed the book in his hand. I always think that the person who can still read with peace of mind in this place must be an extraordinary person, at least his state of mind has reached a certain level. But once
When I saw the cover of the book in his hand, I was a little speechless. It was an authentic Taiwanese version of Jin Ping Mei.
"What about you? What's your name? What do you do?" I have always been called a two-skinned person by people I know well. When I talk to people, I completely depend on the other person's tone and actions. This young man has a kind face, so I
His speech was a bit out of tune.
"I am a bookstore seller." The young man patted the books in his hands.
Looking at his expression and the Jin Ping Mei in his hand, the suspicion in my eyes was self-evident. The young man may have also noticed that the book in his hand was not elegant, so he smiled and said, "Just like before
As you said, I am a book seller, so it is reasonable to carry some goods with me."
"Can you give me a cigarette?" I thought he was very gentle, so the panic in my heart eased a little. There were several cigarette butts at his feet, so I asked him for a cigarette.
"Here." He raised his hand and threw over half a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. After I lit one and started smoking, he put away the smile on his face and changed his tone: "I saved you, I don't need you to repay me.
, as long as you answer me a question. You don’t have to be nervous. I won’t ask you what you are doing here. I can let you go after you finish what you need to say.”
"What are you asking?" I was smoking, and I almost understood in my mind that the question asked by the young man holding the Golden Vase in his hand was probably related to some black hole code: "I really don't know anything."
"No, you must know this issue." Jin Pingmei shook her head: "This issue is very important to me and I must know it. I don't want to embarrass others, but if you lie or conceal it, I won't be polite."
"You think too highly of me." I secretly complained in my heart. I really don't know the black hole code. And at this time, my impression of Jin Pingmei has changed. He has a kind face, but the two sentences he just said are...
He exuded a compelling aura. If I didn't look at his appearance and just listened to his voice, I would think of him as a silent and ruthless person.
It's hard for me to understand how he developed such an aura and aura. He does look like a literati.
"No matter what you do or why you are here, I promise, our purposes are different, so we have no conflict of interest. I just hope you tell the truth." Jin Pingmei also held a cigarette and said: "
I came here to find a friend, and I think you should have met him."
As she said that, Jin Pingmei handed me a photo. The photo showed a man with a beard and a grin on his face. After just one glance, I recognized that this was Zhao Yingjun.
"Before he left, he promised me that no matter what, he would contact me within a month at most." Jin Pingmei took back the photo and said, "But he didn't, and there was no news at all. I could only come over to find him. I was supposed to
I arrived a long time ago, encountered some troubles, and wasted a lot of time. So now the situation is more urgent, and I don’t want you to lie."
"I do not know him……"
Just when I was about to deny it out of habit, a Tibetan knife with a scabbard was thrown in front of me. Jin Pingmei frowned and looked at me: "This knife is on you. I recognize this knife and its owner."
Is my friend."
I was speechless all of a sudden. The knife taken from Zhao Yingjun had now become irrefutable evidence, and I couldn’t deny it even if I wanted to. I was a little nervous and secretly looked at Jin Pingmei. If he was in a hurry, he would hand me over to those people outside who had faces full of faces.
As a tough guy, I think I might not be so relaxed.
In fact, my lying was just a habitual sense of self-protection. When I thought about it, I didn't have much to do with Zhao Yingjun. I didn't harm him, so there was no need to deliberately hide it.
"Okay, I have seen this man. I took the knife from him for self-defense. It is very unsafe here and there are many shadows." I nodded and told the truth.
"Where is he?" Jin Pingmei's tone suddenly became tense. She leaned forward and looked into my eyes: "Tell me, is he alive or... dead?"
Jin Pingmei's tone and expression made me feel that Zhao Yingjun was very important to him. I really couldn't figure out how a wretched bearded man like Zhao Yingjun could make such a friend.
But I don't know how to answer this question. Because of my hesitation, Jin Pingmei's expression became more nervous. He stared at me, and that expression made me even more scared.
"Okay, you don't have to be nervous." Jin Pingmei probably felt that he was a little out of control. He sat back down and reached out to pat me: "This friend is very important to me. I want him to live. You may not know
, I don’t have many friends to begin with, and I cherish every person I can call a friend. I went through so much trouble and traveled so far just to find him and tell me the truth.”
"To be honest, I don't know if he is alive or dead." I think Jin Pingmei is very easy to talk to. If we didn't meet him on this occasion, I would really like to make friends with him: "He went into a hole.
, a black hole, once you go in, you never come out.”
"When did he get in? Where is the hole?"
"It's been about...two months since you went in with me." I lowered my head and answered him. Maybe this was very bad news for a person who was eager to find his friend. In two months, Zhao Yingjun might have died.
Lost.
"take me!"
Jin Pingmei immediately summoned his people. He was definitely not a book seller. The few men behind him I saw before were only a few of them, and there were quite a few people. After following them for a while, I felt that these people seemed to be
They are from the south, specifically from Hunan, because several of them speak Hunan dialect.
I was helpless to the extreme. I tried my best to escape from there, and now I have to go back. However, this time there were many people with me, and I felt more at ease. The people in Jin Ping Mei are not easy to deal with. They not only brought weapons, but also a lot of equipment.
"Really, don't tell another lie." Jin Pingmei walked side by side with me and warned me again: "Every word you say may lead to the failure of the rescue."
"Even if I tell the truth, there is nothing to prove that it is the truth." I said as I walked: "I have been trapped in that ghost place for so long, and I have no grudges against your friends. There is really no need to lie.
"
When I returned to the crack in the ground, my legs were a little weak, and I already had a psychological shadow about this place. Jin Pingmei's people checked the iron gate, and I walked in slowly and said to Jin Pingmei: "Look, this is it.
There are leftover cans and bags and water bottles that I ate everywhere. How could I eat so much in less than two months? My backpack is also all left here. I’m not lying.”
This group of people was very attentive and checked everything I left behind. They also took away my backpack, probably hoping to find something related to my identity. Jin Pingmei’s attention was not on this.
He stared at the black hole in the stone wall.
"He went in once, and fell asleep for a long time after he came out. After he woke up, he went in again, and then he didn't come out again. It's been about two months since he went in the second time. Is that true?" Jin Pingmei asked me again seriously.
, I nodded immediately.
Two people have been observing both sides of the black hole for a long time. This is a strange hole. From the outside, you can't see anything inside.
"Brother, there is nothing wrong outside. You may have to go down to see clearly." A person turned to report to Jin Pingmei. It was at this time that I fully confirmed that Jin Pingmei was probably a person on the road, and he seemed to be doing well.
.
"Then let's go down, be careful, the pit has no bottom, just keep pulling." Jin Pingmei ordered her subordinates, but her words were so confusing that I couldn't quite understand them.
Because of the information I provided, Jin Pingmei’s men were more prepared than Zhao Yingjun. They brought walkie-talkies, night vision goggles, and two ropes of different thicknesses. Those who entered only needed to send back a signal, and those outside could use
The rope serves as a mark. If you follow quickly, you can pull the person out immediately.