In May, the rainy season arrives as scheduled. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The gray sky was like a gloomy face, and a drizzle of rain covered the mining area densely, and a layer of maroon mud quickly rose on the ground. The mine had been built on dry swamp land, and it was obvious that it would not be possible to work anymore on such a day, and since the amount of mining had reached the expected goal, Gothissa ordered the work to be called back to the city.

The workers packed their simple luggage, dismantled the shed, and prepared to leave the mine.

This time, a lot of rough amber was excavated, but strangely enough, the mood of the workers was very low, and they did not seem to be happy. When Han Nuowei saw the expression of a square-faced man who was about to cry, he really felt strange. He couldn't help but walk over and ask softly, "Are you okay?"

The square-faced man still had a straight face: "It's okay." Han Nuowei saw that the other party didn't want to pay attention to him, so he had to walk away.

Another man, who was as black as the ashes at the bottom of the pot, whispered to Han Nuowei while tearing down the roof of the shed: "Haven't you heard? Our salary will be paid a while later, it's just infuriating!"

Han Nuowei was slightly stunned: "Why? Didn't we dig up a lot of rough stones?"

The black-faced man whispered: "Because there is a problem in Hancheng, now the amber is not easy to sell." ”

"What's wrong?" Han Nuowei couldn't help but get nervous when he heard this.

"Two inmates escaped from a prison, one electrocuted, and the other was missing. Hancheng is now everywhere to find people entering and exiting the border. We're not going to have a good time. The black-faced man said, spitting heavily and wiping it off with his shoe.

This news made Han Nuowei's heart tremble. He forced himself to calm down and continued to ask: "Even if Han Cheng wants to find out the people who enter and leave the country, he may not be able to catch the prisoners, maybe the two are already dead, why do you want to toss us?"

The black-faced man agreed: "Yes! I heard that the prison is on the mountain, and the mountain is full of woods. Who knows how many poisonous snakes and beasts there are? Except for the old hunters, who would dare to run casually into the woods? I heard that the one who escaped fell from the mountain, several hundred meters high, and must have fallen to his death! Even if he usually worships God and did not fall to his death, there are piranhas in the river below. He's still alive?

What the black-faced man said later, Han Nuowei didn't listen to it for the time being. When he heard the word "piranha", he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and he really didn't see anything clearly at that time, so he just swam desperately. If he had slackened a little bit, would he have been disemboweled, and he would have become a ghost at the bottom of the river?

Han Nuowei came back to his senses, and the black-faced man was still chattering and complaining: "The police can't catch people, and they haven't found the corpse in the river, so they have to say 'if you live to see people and die, you have to see corpses', and I don't know which rule it is." We all know that there is a piranha in the river, so why do you want to find a fart? Do you want to leave the bones on the shore for you?

Han Nuowei nodded in agreement: "It must have been made for the above." ”

The black-faced man said angrily: "It's hard for us! Now that the border is strictly checked, we can't even cross it recently." Gothissa knows a lot of people, he has so many 'connections', he can only go through the customs, and he can only bring two catties of goods at a time. How much can two catties be sold for, so Gothissa has been in a bad mood lately, always getting angry, and still owes us salaries. ”

The more Han Nuowei listened, the more relieved he became, the strict investigation by the Hancheng police just showed that they had no clue about their escape route. After all, he is a pawn, and the police will not pursue him across borders for him, perhaps, they are just putting on a show, and they didn't think that they were really not dead, and they were still hiding in Myanmar so close.

At this time, the shed has been completely demolished, and the workers are lined up and waiting to leave.

Han Nuowei and Maung Sheng lined up together, watching the workers in front of them being searched and checked their luggage one by one by the soldiers with loaded guns, and the atmosphere was depressing. Maung Sheng was not too calm, and quietly stabbed Han Nuowei.

Han Nuowei glanced at Xiang Sheng, winked, and signaled him to calm down.

The team kept moving forward, and it seemed that they were approaching. Han Nuowei patted Maung Sheng as a sign of encouragement, but Maung Sheng glanced back at him and did not speak.

An officer beside the group had been patrolling back and forth, and he noticed that Xiang Sheng was uneasy. When it was his turn to inspect Maung Sheng, he suddenly shouted, "Look carefully!"

Maung Sheng suddenly felt like he was nailed to the spot, unable to move.

Han Nuowei was very calm, pushed Maung Sheng, let him go forward, and bent down to salute with a smile on his face: "Sir, please check." ”

The officer walked up, grabbed Maung Sheng's backpack, turned it upside down, and slammed it on the ground, only to hear a jingle bell, toothbrushes, water glasses, playing cards and other miscellaneous items scattered all over the ground.

A soldier crouched down, rummaged through the clutter for a while, and then stood up: "Report, nothing. ”

The officer's face was expressionless: "Search him." ”

The soldier carefully touched Maung Sheng from head to toe, even pinching the crotch carefully to make sure that nothing was missing. After the inspection, the soldier shook his head.

The officer kicked Maung Sheng in the ass, and he didn't dare to cry out in pain, so he hurriedly bent down to pick up his mess and stuff it into his backpack indiscriminately.

It was Han Nuowei's turn, he didn't have much luggage, and the soldiers checked it quickly. Just as he was about to let him go, the officer pointed to the hookah in Han Nuowei's bag and asked, "Is this yours?"

Han Nuowei's expression was very respectful: "Report sir, this is his cigarette." He pointed to Maung Sheng as he spoke.

"Then why in your bag?"

"You can see it, he can't fit in his bag. ”

"And how did he put it when he came?"

"When he came, he also put it in my bag. ”

The co-workers on the side also helped to prove it: "Sir, that one was in his bag when he came." "The two of them have a good relationship, and it's not uncommon for anyone to put something in the other's bag if they can't fit it. "Sir, it's raining so hard, can you check it out and let us go?"

The noise alarmed Gothissa at the front. He hurried over and asked, "What's the noise?"

Someone whispered to him about the situation, and Gothissa's face became ugly. Although he is the owner of the mine, the army is not subject to him, and the two sides are only in a cooperative relationship, in this case, if the other party finds fault, it is clear that he will not give him face. He was about to say a few words to the officer in charge, but the officer shouted, "Shut up!" and the crowd immediately fell silent.

The officer looked at Han Nuowei suspiciously, and then at Maung Sheng. Han Nuowei's face was calm, while Xiang Sheng was obviously very uneasy, and the water kept flowing down his cheeks, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or sweat.

The officer took out the hookah and stuffed it into Han Nuowei's hand: "Tear it down!"

Han Nuowei accompanied the smiling face: "Sir, you can't use it if you dismantle it." ”

"Are you trying to talk nonsense again?" The officer suddenly pulled out his gun and aimed it at Han Nuowei's head.

Everyone was frightened, and Maung Sheng was trembling all over.

Han Nuowei sighed and squatted down to dismantle the hookah. He pulled out the straw, took out the tool knife, laboriously cut the lower part of the bamboo tube, pulled out the cigarette can, shook it, and the inside was empty. The officer was still staring at him, so he had to pick up the jug and knock it on the ground a few times, but there was nothing.

The officer then gave up stupidly.

Han Nuowei stood up and was about to leave with Maung Sheng in his arms, when the officer suddenly said as if he remembered something, "Wait a minute!"

He went around to the front of Maung Sheng: "Say something, I'll listen." ”

Maung Sheng looked at Han Nuowei at a loss, and Han Nuowei hurriedly stepped forward: "Sir, his lymph is inflamed, and he has been in pain for several days. The officer ignored Han Nuowei at all, and directly grabbed Maung Sheng's neck, and Maung Sheng suddenly struggled in panic. Seeing that the situation was not good, Han Nuowei wanted to step forward to help, but the soldiers on the side immediately blocked him with guns.

Maung Sheng's neck was choked, his face had turned black and purple, and just when he couldn't breathe and was about to suffocate, the officer suddenly let go, and Maung Sheng immediately collapsed on the ground, coughing loudly, and he had to open his mouth for this cough, and sure enough, he spit out a black amber.

Everyone froze.

Gothisa was the first to react, his eyes were red with anger, he pulled out the knife in his waist and slashed at Maung Sheng, Han Nuowei pushed away the soldier's gun and stepped forward to block in front of Maung Sheng. Seeing that it was Han Nuowei, Gothisa paused his hand, but the sharp blade still cut through Han Nuowei's clothes.

Han Nuowei shouted: "I'm sorry! I want to hide something, I've never seen such a good product, I'm confused and confused!"

When Maung Sheng heard this, he wanted to rush forward, but Han Nuowei glared at him fiercely. The golden eyes were full of murderous aura, and Xiang Sheng was frightened for a while, and he couldn't speak.

Gothissa was so angry that her lips trembled: "Don't you know the consequences of hiding amber privately?

Han Nuowei looked at Gothisa as if begging for mercy, and then looked at the officer: "I know it's wrong, it's my idea alone, it has nothing to do with other workers, please punish me!"

The officer sneered: "You are righteous, hehe, I only care about the investigation and punishment, and your mine owner has the final say." ”

Han Nuowei's heart sank, he knew that as soon as these words came out, Gothissa couldn't open his mouth even if he had the heart to plead.

Sure enough, Gothissa shouted: "Deduct his salary for three months, lock him up again, no one is allowed to approach!"

The officer glanced at Gothissa at this time: "How many days will it be held?"

Gothissa turned around and asked a guy, "According to our previous rules, how many days will we be locked up?" The guy looked at Han Nuowei and said a little unbearably, "Seven days." ”

Gothissa looked at the officer angrily: "Then lock him up for seven days, and no one is allowed to approach!"

Han Nuowei never imagined that this kind of detention would be even more uncomfortable than being imprisoned in the presidential suite. Because he was not given food or drink for seven days, he was thrown into the damp and stuffy semi-basement as if he had been forgotten, without a sip of water or a grain of food.

On the first day, Han Nuowei still felt that this was not something he couldn't stand anymore, and on the second day, he began to regret that he had helped Xiang Sheng get ahead, and on the third day, Han Nuowei was so painful that he was going crazy, he felt that whether he was locked up in the main suite of the gray prison or running the health trail with shackles, it was not a very bad thing. He was even willing to substitute these two punishments for the current torture.

By the time it was the fourth day, Han Nuowei had no strength to resent it anymore. He lay curled up on the floor, his stomach like countless teeth gnawing, and the pain as fine as the tip of a needle gradually spread to his whole body, like a thousand arrows piercing his heart. He closed his eyes, then slowly opened them, and found that he could see many small golden stars flying.

A small voice whispered in the darkness. Han Nuowei vaguely distinguished, was this the cry of a rat or the footsteps of the Grim Reaper?

"Kaidon!" seemed to be being called to him, still in Burmese.

Han Nuowei thought to himself: Could it be that his adaptability is so good that he can even create hallucinations without his native language?

"Kaidon, it's me!" the voice grew a little louder, and the short, deep way of speaking sounded a bit like a good look. He heard the door open with a clang, only to see Maung Sheng rush in and pounce on him.

Han Nuowei shook his head with difficulty, this illusion was too real.

"Kaidong!" the man's voice became louder, and he grabbed Han Nuowei's shoulder.

Only then did Han Nuowei realize that this was not an illusion, and he said weakly, "You shouldn't come." ”

"Don't speak. Maung Sheng took out a bottle of water from his pocket, unscrewed the lid and handed it to Han Nuowei's mouth: "Slowly, take a small sip." When Han Nuowei saw the water, he seemed to be crazy, and immediately snatched it and drank a few big sips. He drank so quickly that when he was choked and coughed, he reluctantly changed to a small sip and drank slowly.

Seeing that he drank a few sips of water, Maung Sheng took out another box: "On the road, I only saw the seller of dumping poop." You eat a little bit of the bottom first, and then I'll make you something else when you go out. Han Nuowei was hungry for several days, and when he smelled the smell of frying, he couldn't help but feel nauseous, he shook his head: "I'll eat it later, you go out quickly, Gothissa has explained." ”

Maung Sheng said: "Gothissa has gone to Hancheng, and he has an order before leaving, not to let you die, saying that he will come back and clean you up." Everyone is thinking about you, and today I heard the guard say that you passed out, and he came in and kicked you a few times and you didn't react. We went to the manager, and he agreed to let me in. ”

Han Nuowei drank water and his spirit improved a little, "Did Gothissa make trouble for you?"

Maung Sheng shook his head: "Before he left, he scolded me, and the advance salary was also recovered." Nothing else, no hassle. ”

Han Nuowei sighed: "I'm sorry, brother, I didn't help you." ”

Maung Sheng was anxious: "How can you talk like this? I dragged you hard, you can't treat me as an outsider." ”

Han Nuowei looked at his upright face, and his heart was a little touched: "It's me who is wrong, I won't talk like this in the future." ”

Only then did Maung Sheng grin innocently, "Remember, we are brothers." Next time, if you're in trouble, I'll help you carry it. ”