I was originally squatting against the corner, but after the phone rang, I involuntarily stepped back a little, with my back pressed against the wall. The phone ring itself was normal, but when it rang at this time, it was so abnormal.
, as if the doll at home suddenly said something to me in the middle of the night, making people get goosebumps all over their bodies.
Is this place Santaihezi so evil?
The four of us were shocked, but Jin Pingmei and Zhao Yingjun were people who had seen the world and recovered quickly. The phone rang every second, and the sound of the ringing sound was indescribable.
weird feeling.
This old-fashioned phone has no other functions. Its only function is to make calls. Since it rings, it can only mean that someone is calling here.
"It has been abandoned for so many years. Hasn't the power system collapsed long ago?" Zhao Yingjun calmed down and slowly approached the telephone. There was a line on the telephone that led all the way to the outside, but the abandoned Santaihezi underground fortifications could not be restored.
Any piece of electrical equipment, even a small one, is functioning normally.
In real life, the phone ringing is just the most common thing, but the four of us seemed to be at a loss when faced with the phone ringing back and forth.
puff!
Zhao Yingjun blew the dust off the phone, and there was no doubt that it was this old-fashioned phone that was ringing. Jin Pingmei was confused for a moment, and started to move towards it, and Xiaoning and I slowly walked over.
Zhao Yingjun seemed to be unable to bear it anymore. He glanced at us and stretched out his hand to answer the phone. But Jin Pingmei held his hand and whispered: "I'll do it."
"I'll do it." Zhao Yingjun insisted on answering the phone himself.
"Don't argue with me." Jin Pingmei gently pushed Zhao Yingjun away. Their actions seemed very subtle, but I suddenly felt something in my heart. If any extremely ordinary thing suddenly changes unexpectedly, then this
No one can control the situation behind the change. To put it bluntly, it is just a phone call, but no one can guarantee the consequences of answering the phone. So the two people fighting back and forth are actually rushing to take risks.
Without considerable friendship, such a move would be impossible.
Finally, Jin Pingmei persisted and picked up the phone. The room suddenly became extremely quiet, and even breathing could be heard. At this moment, I very much hoped that Jin Pingmei's men had accidentally called from somewhere else.
I have made this call, otherwise the explanation will not be clear.
"Hello?" Jin Pingmei whispered into the phone.
There was no response immediately from the microphone, but there was a fine electric sound. Jin Pingmei stopped talking. He held the microphone and frowned. I moved closer to him, my ear almost touching Jin Pingmei's face.
I want to hear what's coming from the microphone.
About half a minute later, a voice that sounded strange to me finally came from the microphone: "Get out of here, right now!"
The other party only said these few words and then hung up the phone. This kind of old-fashioned internal telephone is connected to each other through a switchboard. Without the operator's prompts, the party answering the phone cannot know where the call is coming from.
Who called?
This weird and inexplicable phone call made me panic. Jin Ping Mei was calmer than me. After putting down the phone, she looked at Zhao Yingjun, probably to discuss with the other party what to do.
"Can you recognize his voice?"
"It's very strange. It's the first time I've heard it in my life." Jin Pingmei shook her head.
If a normal person received such a call in this environment, their first reaction would definitely be to leave immediately. As for other things, they would not consider it. But Jin Pingmei had no intention of leaving. Although he was a little weak, he was not as panicked as I was.
So amazing. Even after hanging up the phone, Jin Pingmei continued what he had not finished before, looking for something in the corners of the room.
"Brother!" I hurriedly glanced out the door: "If I were you, I would call the brothers to retreat right now!"
"If it hadn't been for this phone call, maybe I would have really left." Jin Pingmei squatted on the ground and said without looking back: "Just because this phone call suddenly appeared, I felt that there must be something in this room that we haven't found.
thing."
"You have grown up." Zhao Yingjun said to Jin Pingmei from the side: "I am very happy."
"Stop talking nonsense and come here to help."
I really couldn’t see what else could be in this room, but I had no choice. If they didn’t leave, Xiaoning and I couldn’t leave. What I didn’t expect was that Jin Pingmei finally used facts to prove that his intuition was surprisingly accurate. I couldn’t help it.
If you don't admit it, people are different, just like there are so many people on the earth, only Newton first proposed the law of universal gravitation, and others could not do it.
Jin Pingmei discovered something in another corner. The floor of this room was a cement floor, which was solid but not fine enough and was very rough. He asked us to shine several flashlights together in a very bright and strong light environment.
, there is a slight deviation between a small piece of cement floor in the corner and other places. Its color is lighter and the plastering is relatively smooth. You can tell at a glance that the person who plastered the floor was very careful and meticulous. However, these deviations are indeed
It's so subtle that if you don't look very carefully, you won't be able to see it at all.
"The cement on this ground was put on later." Jin Pingmei made the judgment without much thought.
"Smash it open and take a look." Zhao Yingjun jumped out immediately, rummaged around for a long time, found a bent steel bar, and used it to smash the ground.
The steel bars were not smooth and the hammering was very slow, but Jin Pingmei was more straightforward and directly removed a bed leg from the iron frame bed in the corner of the room, and the two of them smashed it vigorously.
"Let me remind you." Xiaoning might not be able to bear it anymore and said to Jin Pingmei: "What you are doing now is inconsistent with the agreement reached with my uncle at that time."
"For example, we were looking for a screwdriver, but I tried my best to find a rope first. You may find it strange." Jin Pingmei said while working: "But the screwdriver is probably tied to the other end of the rope."
"Forget it, forget it." I pulled Xiaoning. Through these days of contact, I can actually see that Jin Pingmei is the kind of person who looks gentle but is very stubborn in his heart. It is difficult to convince him, so I don't want to let him go.
Xiaoning wasted her breath.
This layer of cement was not thick, and the person who applied the cement obviously lacked relevant common sense. They used pure cement, which was not as strong as cement mortar, so Jin Pingmei and Zhao Yingjun worked together for a while to gradually smash this layer of cement.
Lost.
"Sure enough, there is something inside." Zhao Yingjun pounded the ground with steel bars. Under the cement, there was obviously a thick layer of wooden boards.
The two of them used steel bars to slowly pry out the thick wooden board. Under the wooden board was a very narrow hole, which was only about two meters long. Behind the small hole was a small dug-out basement, only seven or eight meters long.
It's so big in square meters that a person can't straighten up even if he stands in it.
There are wires in this irregular-shaped basement. You only need to pull them to the plug in the room above to connect the electricity. The other furnishings are very simple, a low small table and a small stool. This kind of stool is called in the army.
Little Mazza.
The small basement was a bit crowded for two people, so I could only lie down at the entrance and watch. Jin Pingmei rummaged through two corners and took out a dusty object. He blew the dust away and put the object in the small basement.
on the table, then turned around and sat on the small horse across the table.
"What is that?" I asked lying down at the entrance of the cave.
"Video recorder." Jin Pingmei gestured with her hand to indicate the distance between the stool and the table, and said, "The owner of this room may often come to this small basement to sit on the stool and watch videos."
When the Xihai River project was carried out, the outside world had not completely broken away from the planned economy. Things like video players had to be imported and were absolute luxuries. Ordinary people had no channels to buy them and could not afford them at all. Only Xihai River performed special tasks.
The place will be equipped with some.
At this time, Zhao Yingjun took a steel rod and knocked twice in another corner, and he found a small iron bucket.
"What is it again?"
"It seems..." Zhao Yingjun rummaged for a while, then turned around and said: "The video tapes are all burned video tapes."
"Video tapes?" I thought, since the owner of this room is hiding in the basement watching videos, it means these tapes are not ordinary tapes, otherwise he would not avoid people.