"You remind me of the young man who was undercover next to Ah San back then. He was a nice young man. Now that I think about it, I still remember him fresh. It's just a pity that he died so young."
Uncle Sang looked at Zhu Tianlei, as if he really saw the shadow of another person in Zhu Tianlei.
"He's still alive."
"What? Still alive?"
Hearing Zhu Tianlei's words, Uncle Sang seemed very excited, very excited.
"Yes, but he has been in a coma for ten years and his legs have rotted away. He just woke up not long ago."
Hearing Zhu Tianlei's words, a trace of relief appeared on Uncle Sang's old face.
"For ten years, I often dream about that young man, and how he looked when he first came to the village. I feel guilty. After living a long time, I am not as responsible as a little girl like Yue Yue. I have always felt guilty. I
I thought I would have to go to hell with this guilt."
Uncle Sang's tone became much lighter.
"Young man, I won't talk in circles anymore. I'm helping you because I don't want to see Daodi make such mistakes anymore, let alone let Mangyi repeat the catastrophe ten years ago. I heard Ba Ye talk about it.
You, you are a very powerful person. Daodi is young and energetic and refuses to admit defeat. I understand better than him. Yue Yue has already risked his life. I can no longer be compared with this old girl. Let me help you.
You let Daodi go, and don't pursue this matter any further."
After Uncle Sang finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at Zhu Tianlei steadily.
"Uncle Sang, do you know why that young man would rather risk his own life to become an anti-drug policeman and an undercover agent?"
Uncle Sang looked at Zhu Tianlei, seeming a little confused.
"Do you know why I came to Mangyi?"
"Don't you want to know about the cooperation between Sun's Pharmaceutical and Mangyi?"
Uncle Sang didn't seem to understand why Zhu Tianlei would bring up the matter of the young man ten years ago again.
"You don't really think that the opium poppies and cannabis purchased by Sun Pharmaceuticals from you are used to make tranquilizers and medicines, do you?"
Zhu Tianlei looked at Uncle Sang. This old man thought that Daodi trusted and respected him, and thought that he knew enough truth.
"They grind the drug into powder and add it to the food. Do you know how many downlines they have? Hundreds or thousands of them. If you have been dealing with these things, you don't know what happens if people eat them for a long time.
What are the consequences of adding these things to food?”
Uncle Sang subconsciously took a step back.
"Uncle Sang, that young man back then just wanted to inherit his father's wishes. He didn't want more people to be harmed intentionally or even unintentionally. He was not doing it for himself, he was doing it for the millions of people in China.
Ordinary people, he was injured at the age of twenty-two and was no different from a dead person for ten years. Can you imagine the pain? You asked me not to pursue it. What about those people who ate these things in a daze? You said it yourself,
There are countless bones buried under those poppies and marijuana. You rely on these bones to live. Can you really live a peaceful life like this?"
Zhu Tianlei was a little excited as he spoke. He didn't think so much before coming to Mangyi. He just wanted to find evidence of Sun's Pharmaceutical's illegal purchase of opium and marijuana. But Moon's death and Uncle Sang's words made him suddenly
Realize that since he has come, he cannot come in vain.
"Is this...what you said is true?"
Uncle Sang's eyes were a bit uncertain.
"Uncle Sang, I'm telling you this because Guo Ming, yes, is the young man you mentioned. Coincidentally, I have met him and I personally rescued him. The treatment process was so tragic.
You can't imagine it, so you can't imagine how many anti-narcotics policemen are on the verge of death every year like Guo Ming. They are all young, some are not even adults, and of course there are also people with families who sacrifice their lives.
But what about their parents, wives and children? How should they live in this life? You feel sorry for Daodi and asked me not to pursue it. Then have you thought about them and the piles of people buried in the poppy fields?
People, why do they, why do they become lonely ghosts, Ah San or Daodi, why can they be so arrogant and do evil, why do they do so?"
Zhu Tianlei's voice got louder and louder, and in the end he even felt as if his throat was being torn apart, and his voice seemed to turn into wisps of wind, wandering around Pockmarked Mountain.
"I... young man, I really don't know Daodi... but Ah San only has such a son. I promised him that I will raise Daodi well. I
I’m really too shameless to see Ah San!”
Uncle Sang bent down and squatted on the ground, holding his head in his hands.
Zhu Tianlei took several deep breaths before the stagnation in his chest dissipated slightly.
"Uncle Sang, if you want to save Daodi, then flatten those things at the foot of the Pocket Mountain. I promise you to spare Daodi's life. Otherwise, Daodi will definitely pay the price for it. Not to mention the distance, the moon's
The body is still under the bamboo building, and this alone is enough for him to die."
"Razed?"
Uncle Sang raised his head. He was still squatting on the ground. From his angle, he couldn't see the Pockmarked Mountain at all, but he still looked at it and whispered.
"Uncle Sang, I'm leaving first. You should know my contact information. You have three days to think about it. I will wait for your answer in three days."
After Zhu Tianlei finished speaking, he took another look at the dark pockmarked mountain, and then strode away.
He didn't follow the same path as he came, not because he was afraid of encountering Dao Di and others again, but because he thought of what the moon said to him.
Keep walking along the north side, the mountain road is steep, but as Yue Yue said, this road is indeed very secluded and narrow, there is no possibility of hiding people or ambush.
When it was almost dawn, Zhu Tianlei walked out of the mountain.
On the eve of dawn, Zhu Tianlei looked back at the mountain road he had walked. A layer of milky white mist floated in the middle of the forest. In the mist, he seemed to see the moon, wearing a long dress as white as snow, facing him.
Smile.
He remembered what he heard the moon and Daodi saying while standing in the bamboo house. The moon had actually started to protect him at that time!
Maybe she pretended to be slutty and even a little cruel in order to make Dao Di like her, or to make Dao Di think that she was the same person as Dao Di.
It is still as clean as the moon in the sky, cunning and bright, bringing hope and light to people in the dark night.
On the day he returned to Yunhai, Zhu Tianlei visited Guo Tao.
It has been nearly three months since we last saw each other.
When Zhu Tianlei entered the courtyard, he saw a young man holding on to the courtyard wall and walking step by step. The pace was slow and staggering, but it made people believe that he would not fall down.
Zhu Tianlei slapped the door twice with his backhand, and the young man turned around.
Still pale, but at least a little more vibrant than when he was sleeping. (To be continued)