Tiger drove the pickup truck as usual and prepared a few more fake license plates. He prepared a mask cover for Jia Zheng. Due to the rush, the mask cover didn't fit well. Sitting in the car, it shouldn't be a problem for people outside to see.
Instead of taking the expressway, he followed the provincial highway, and then took the township highway, village road, and trail. Wherever the control was loose and the road monitoring was less, he would go wherever. They took advantage of the night, all the way south, and galloped towards Guangdong.
They drove a leather car and traveled at night, avoiding surveillance and hiding their figures, and arrived at the southernmost seaside of Guangdong Province. This is the Caspian Sea, with mountains on three sides half surrounding the seawater, forming a horseshoe mouth. The waves of the sea rush towards the mountains.
The land and mountains remain motionless, and the sea cannot pass through. Banana trees, gardenia trees, and many other unnamed trees are crowded on the hillside, blocking the wind. In the south, it is quite cool here. A road
, it is not wide, and it is relatively difficult to miss a car. Along the mountains, leaning against the sea, around the road that leads to nowhere, straight ahead. There are few people on the country roads, and cars pass by from time to time, and they don’t drive very fast. Horseshoes
There is a stall at the corner of the mountain. It is exaggerated to say the stall. It is hard to see how big the stall is. There is a straw shed outside the door, with only two low tables and a few small plastic stools, the cheapest ones on the market.
, red and light blue.
Hearing that there was a customer, the boss came out to take care of it. He spoke Chaoshan dialect, but Jia Zheng couldn't understand it. Tiger went over and ordered food with the boss. This place is close to the sea, and as long as it is available in the sea, this food stall has it, and the food tastes amazing.
The wood used for cooking and cooking were all dry branches from the mountains, which was hard for city people to taste. Behind the tiger was a stack of dry firewood, so he gave way, and also asked Jia Zheng to get out of the way, so as not to let the dry branches of the firewood hit his face.
"What kind of wine should I drink?" Jia Zheng seemed a little excited. The southern scenery along the way made him intoxicated. He must have good wine to taste it.
Tiger went to the stall and took out a bottle of Cantonese rice wine and handed it to Jia Zheng. Jia Zheng took it in his hand and looked at it. It was more than 20 degrees and he felt unhappy. He said:
"The alcohol content is too low. Get a bottle of high-alcohol wine, and ask for good wine."
"This is a food stall. There are only two kinds of wine, beer and Cantonese rice wine." After Tiger explained, he poured the wine.
Jia Zheng was tired and thirsty. He picked up the wine glass and raised his head to drink a glass. The wine was already in his stomach and before he could feel the taste of the wine, Jia Zheng lowered his head and yelled loudly:
"Ah, bah, bah, bah. What does it taste like? It's so rough, it tastes so damn bad."
Tiger looked at Jia Zheng quietly and ignored him. He picked up the wine glass and enjoyed it slowly.
"Tiger, go get a bottle of good wine, this damn rice wine won't work." Jia Zheng saw that Tiger didn't move, so he habitually asked Tiger to try to get a bottle of wine.
Tiger stopped drinking and glared at Jia Zheng. It was taboo for him to call him a tiger outside. He said:
"Bear it."
Tiger's eyes were cold. Jia Zheng usually didn't pay much attention to it. Today, when he suddenly faced him, he couldn't help but shudder and a cold air rushed up his body. He stopped talking and stopped drinking. Jia Zheng felt that Tiger was right.
In this situation, he did not dare to instruct the tiger anymore.
The tiger only drank a small glass of wine and had enough food. He got up and rummaged around in the pile of dry firewood. Finally, he found a wooden stick as thick as his wrist. He used a machete to chop off the branches on the stick.
. Pick up the wooden stick and walk from the road towards the sea.
"What are you going to do?" Jia Zheng stood up and asked.
"Explore the water." The tiger replied and walked forward.
"I'll go too." Jia Zheng paid the bill quickly and ran all the way to chase the tiger.
Go to the seaside, dozens of meters offshore, and there is a solitary big rock with a round top, like a tomb. When you reach the big rock from the coast, there is a row of small stones, like the hunting stones that people in the mountains in the interior use when crossing the river. The hunting stones are connected one by one until
Next to the big rock, the tiger jumped step by step and ran towards the big rock.
"What are you going to do?" Jia Zheng watched the tiger jump towards the big stone. Jia Zheng didn't understand and shouted from the shore.
"Let's see if the ship has arrived." Tiger replied in a cold voice.
Jia Zheng couldn't help but feel excited. He wanted to board an ocean-going cargo ship from here, go to the depths of the ocean, and drift to that place that he yearned for but was a little frightened. He held Brunei's passport, but
I don’t know where Brunei is on the earth. It is said that everything is ready. When you go to the place, there will be people to receive you. Just like when you went from Weishi to the provincial capital, when you go to the place, you will have banquets and feasts. When you go to the provincial capital, it is not the same as the place where people are.
When the two lives arrived, they were naturally strangers, or friends of friends, and eventually became good friends. Jia Zheng jumped on the hunting stone excitedly, and chased him to the big stone step by step. When he reached the big stone, he didn't look like a tiger.
, as light as a swallow, he couldn't climb up. The tiger stretched out the wooden stick and pulled him up.
Standing on the big rock, looking far into the distance, the sea is vast and there is no sail. After looking for a long time, there is a black spot in the far distance, as if it is on the horizon, flickering between the sky and the sea. Jia Zheng jumped.
He stood up, clapped his hands, and whispered:
"Ha, here we come."
"That's a fishing boat," Tiger said coldly, "The freighter is on the high seas and can't be seen at all. What we're waiting for is a speedboat. The speedboat will take you to the high seas."
Jia Zheng was eager for the speedboat to arrive quickly. He looked at the ground, his head felt a little dizzy, and he moved backward toward the center of the boulder.
The tiger walked towards the edge of the big rock. When he reached the hook, he could see the sea under his feet. He stopped and looked into the distance, but he never looked back. Suddenly, the tiger said:
"Here it comes. The speedboat is coming." The voice was very soft.
A very soft voice floated into Jia Zheng's ears with the wind. He was so surprised that he didn't care about his dizziness. He took a few steps and stood next to the tiger. He didn't notice that the rough sea was right under his feet. He looked far into the distance, and saw that
It's still the same black spot, vaguely visible, not much changed.
"This way." Tiger said, pointing in the other direction of the sea.
Jia Zheng took a step forward, stood in front of the tiger, and looked in the direction the tiger was pointing. There was nothing. Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask, he suddenly felt his head being hit hard by something, and there was a buzzing sound.
He plunged headlong into the sea. The sea swallowed him up. At this moment, Jia Zheng was deprived of his thoughts, and the entire course of his life became empty at this stage.
The tiger held the wooden stick in his hand and walked to the edge of the big rock. He turned toward the sea and saw red blood bubbles rising in the water. Then he turned around, holding the wooden stick, got off the big rock, and walked back in the direction of his return journey.
The tiger went outside the food stall and saw that the boss didn't come out. He threw the stick into the pile of dry firewood. He went to the roadside and drove away.
Poor Jia Zheng, who had been flamboyant all his life, was thrown into the vast sea in a foreign land with a stick, and drifted to the depths of the nameless sea.
After seeing off Jia Zheng, a stone in Jia Guangming's heart was put down halfway. Jia Zheng left, and the journey was dangerous. He wanted to ask Li Shun out to find out about Jia Zheng. But he felt that it was too hasty, and Jia Zheng had only been gone for less than a day.
, he still didn’t ask. He was worried about Jia Zheng’s journey. The danger was not at sea. It was only on the domestic roads. He had been a criminal police officer and knew how powerful the police were. If Jia Zheng was blocked in the country, everything would be over.
Jia Guangming was still uneasy. When he arrived at the door of his home, he found several people in plainclothes. He suspected that the home was being targeted by the police. When he got home, he immediately turned off his phone and did not allow Xiong Shuhong to go out. When he went out to do errands, buy groceries, etc., it was all up to him.
Vanilla one person agent.
When Xiong Shuhong heard that she was not allowed to go out, he felt a little scared. This old guy must have felt something. Observing that Jia Guangming was worried, and it didn't seem to be directed at her, Xiong Shuhong was relieved. Things were tight yesterday and he didn't have time to find out about Jia Guangming.
What happened between father and son? I wanted to ask now, but I was afraid that Jia Guangming would be displeased. So I called Vanilla and asked Vanilla:
"Did he and his son quarrel again after I left yesterday?"
"Make a noise, and then say it softly, not loudly, so you can't hear clearly what you are saying." Vanilla was timid, lowered her head, and said softly.
"Why didn't he let me go out?" Xiong Shuhong asked again.
"I don't know, there seems to be someone outside the door." Vanilla is attentive, this alley is usually rarely walked by people. Today there are more people, some people are walking around, and some of them look familiar to Vanilla.
It must be Jia Zheng who got into trouble again. Yesterday, Jia Guangming got angry because of Jia Zheng. Xiong Shuhong was relieved. There was no monitoring of their residence in the past. Now, it is not surprising. Jia Guangming retired and they lost momentum.
, Something happened to my son, and I was under surveillance. Xiong Shuhong was angry and had nowhere to send it. Everything had to wait until Jia Guangming calmed down.
Not far from Jia Guangming's residence, there is an old road. The road turns a sharp bend here. In the middle of the sharp bend, there are two surveillance cameras installed on the poles, both of which are directed outward from the center of the sharp bend.
, a blind spot is formed in the middle, and neither surveillance probe can see it. Jia Guangming has long been attracted to this place. On the sharply curved back, there is a poplar forest, with small and dense trees. Passing through the poplar forest, we arrived at the bank of the river.
, there is a car repair shop. The road was rerouted, and the business of the repair shop has been slow. The owner of the repair shop sold it, and Jia Guangming bought the car repair shop. You can put your extra cars in it. If you go to Shanmen, you can buy a luxury car here.
, it is much more convenient to start from here.
At dusk, Jia Guangming couldn't bear it anymore and asked Xiangxiang to make an appointment with Li Shun. He didn't want to go to the mountain gate and went to the plateau on the outskirts of the provincial capital, which was the place where Li Shun met last time. Jia Guangming went out now, unlike before.
. He drove to the curve of the old road and parked the car in the blind spot of the surveillance. He passed through the small poplar forest and changed the car at the auto repair shop. He went to the farmhouse on the outskirts of the provincial capital. When he climbed up the soil plateau, he saw that Li Shun was already waiting.
There it was, the same table they had before, at the outermost edge. Before he could sit down, he asked Li Shun:
"How's it going? Is there any news?"
Li Shun looked around, seemingly casually, and whispered:
"Tiger is on his way back. There is no news about other matters yet."
This shows that the country is safe. Jia Guangming took a long breath and said:
"Tiger didn't say where Jia Zhengren is now. Has he boarded the ship?"
"I'm afraid not yet. The speedboat has to take people to the high seas. I don't know how far it is. I thought it might not be that fast." Li Shun seemed very relaxed when he spoke.
Suddenly, Jia Guangming felt that Li Shun had not been as submissive as before recently, and his demeanor and expression were different from those before when he pretended to be frightened. His speech and behavior seemed to have the flavor of a master. Jia Guangming felt unhappy.
But he also understands that since the incident of the bear case until now, the Weishi police have been tight-knit. Li Shun came to him after getting information on several internal situations. He thought of many ways, but failed to handle them effectively.
Jia Zheng's escape was all arranged by Li Shun. He understood that Li Shun must have felt that he was useless. He endured it and said:
"Okay, let's tell Tiger. I'll write to you later and make it clear."
Li Shun didn't respond to him. There was a message. Li Shun took out his phone, looked at it for a long time, and handed it to Jia Guangming.
Jia Guangming took the phone and looked at it, and there were three words on it: "Get on board." Tiger was his own person, so why did he do things so carelessly? He got angry and said to Li Shun:
"Give me Tiger's phone number."
Li Shun thought for a while and looked at him. This was his former master, and his temper had not changed. He lowered his head, found the number with the word "l" in his phone, and handed it to Jia Guangming.
Jia Guangming took Li Shun's phone and looked at it. Then he took out his own phone from his bag and turned it on. Jia Guangming hesitated for a moment, then he immediately closed it again. His phone might have been monitored.
The phone number with the word "l" cannot be stored in his mobile phone. In such troubled times, Jia Guangming could not record the phone number of "l". He slumped in his chair like a deflated ball. He said to Li Shun:
"Tell Tiger, keep in touch and speak clearly."
"Okay." Li Shun finally answered him respectfully, and then said, "How about, go to the mountain gate now?"
"No, my house may be under surveillance." Jia Guangming said.