As the night deepened, there were loud but noisy screams and friction sounds everywhere, and in order to avoid revealing their whereabouts, Situ Qinglang and his party could not light a fire, let alone eat steamed and boiled things, and could only nibble on compressed biscuits with drinking water.

Therefore, Bei Ye's shows are all lies, sweethearts are thinking while chewing, or it is easy to explore in the wild, but it is not so easy to catch people in the wild.

Unable to speak or communicate, several people were very silent, and if it weren't for the wheezing sound in the dark night, they couldn't even sense the presence of people around them.

But Sweetheart could feel that the sound of clear breathing was familiar to her, and she was very relieved to realize that Qing Lang was beside her.

A few people barely fed their stomachs, and climbed a big tree on the side with a few rubbing, the canopy was lush, and they could vaguely recognize the movements around them, and they could also avoid the attacks of some fierce beasts.

The agile Qin Lu also used both hands and feet, climbed up like a monkey, sprinkled with snake repellent powder, and only heard the sizzling friction sound from the trees, which was heard very clearly in this night.

Most of the snakes and insects were driven away, and everyone climbed the tree, and Qinglang assigned the manpower on duty at night, and the sweetheart was given special care because she was a girl, and she was not assigned any work, so she just slept steadily.

Sweetheart leaned against the trunk of the tree, next to Situ Qinglang, sleeping on the tree is always safer than on the ground, Qinglang was worried that she would fall off the tree, so let her be next to herself. He was the last wave of vigilers, the time was between three and six o'clock in the morning, and the people at that time were most tired and sleepy, although his eyesight was not good, but he could make sure that he was absolutely energetic.

Sweetheart closed her eyes, the people around her should also sleep, the vigil of the vigil, listening to the sound of even and steady breathing around her, sweetheart couldn't say the satisfaction in her heart, just this is good, she doesn't want anything else, she doesn't want Qinglang to marry her again, just listen to his breathing like this, she is already very satisfied to be able to get along with him day and night.

The night was very deep, Situ Qinglang heard that the woman next to him should have fallen asleep, but he was completely sleepy, and the lives of a team of people were in the palm of his hand, and he was under a lot of pressure, because he was long gone.

In this way, the first half of the night passed peacefully, and when it was close to three or four o'clock, Sweetheart was suddenly touched by Situ Qinglang beside him. She already slept very lightly, and at this tense moment, she couldn't sleep steadily, and she would wake up at the slightest movement.

She opened her eyes, and she didn't realize where it was for a while, but she saw Situ Qinglang holding a telescope and looking at the northwest direction motionlessly.

There was a faint sound of talking from far and near in the forest, accompanied by the sound of stumbling footsteps, and the sweetheart was shocked, is this the gang of drug dealers coming?

She instantly sobered up a lot, and casually touched the telescope that she had been carrying on her body and looked in that direction, it was too dark to see anything clearly, and she could only vaguely discern from the shaking of the shadows of the trees that something was indeed passing by.

"Drug dealers?" Sweetheart whispered beside Qinglang.

Qin Lu, who was on duty with Qing Lang, also found out, gestured in sign language, and asked the captain what to do.

If this group of people is just drug dealers, then it will be neat and tidy, but Qinglang knows that these people are complicated, there are two anti-drug policemen and an ordinary person as hostages, and there is an undercover agent inside, these people need to be rescued, and there must be no mistakes.

Tracking, or outflanking now?

Situ Qinglang was undecided, and at this moment, sweetheart suddenly whispered: "Qinglang, I'll go undercover, and when I observe clearly, I'll leave a mark for you." ”

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