The light rain fell silently like a filament. It was a very old stone road, and there was no one in the daylight. There are some dilapidated old houses on both sides, and I don't look angry at all. On some of the walls are yellowed and tattered pictorials, which can vaguely identify "how bold the man is, how prolific the land" and "Long live the dictatorship of the proletariat...... Such words.

Most of the houses are deserted, and it looks like no one has lived in them for a long time. Occasionally, in one or two rooms, a figure flashed by, and it looked like a ghost. Jian Yao supported Bo Jinyan and walked on such a street, almost suspecting that she was dreaming. She never imagined that they would end up in such a strange place.

Bo Jinyan listened to her whispering about the scenery all the way, and his expression was calm. He said: "The world is so big that there are no wonders. Besides, the Buddha's Hand Organization is still hiding here, so maybe everything we see is just an illusion. ”

In one sentence, Jian Yao's heart was even more chilling.

But at last I saw the breath of the living.

On the corner, around the corner, a kiosk is open. There are lights on, and there are some cheap candy, cigarettes, noodles, toilet paper, etc. in the cupboards.

Jian Yao shook Bo Jinyan's hand, stepped forward, and asked, "Is there anyone?" ”

There was a sound of footsteps coming from inside, Jian Yao quickly looked at it, this looked like a simple commissary, there was a bowl behind the counter, just finished eating, and a red plastic bench. On the half-hidden wooden door, someone wrote crooked numbers and English letters with colored pens: a, b, c, d, e, f, g, h, i, j...... There are also some simple men who look like children learning to write.

A girl walked out.

I can't tell if he is fifteen or sixteen, or eighteen or nineteen, he is not tall, and his pretty face is a little childish, but he is dressed very maturely—a really good shirt, black bodybuilding pants, and a pair of cloth shoes that were popular in the seventies and eighties of the world. It's like a little girl in an old lady's clothes. But she was dressed this outfit, and it matched the surroundings very well, and it was also old and outdated for many years. However, her eyes, which were black and white, stared at them and asked, "Where did you come from?" ”

In this brief moment, Jian Yao had already taken a quick look at her. Her hair was combed in a ponytail, her hands were the same, her complexion was a healthy wheat color that had been sun-soaked for a long time, and there were some mud stains on her ankles and slight scratches, more like the results of long-term work in the fields. I don't see anything out of the ordinary. So she smiled and said, "Hello, the two of us are engaged in the outdoors, and the boat we were on accidentally sank and got lost in this town." Where is this? ”

The girl blinked and said, "This is Zhizizhou." ”

What she said was in line with Ah Hong's.

The girl looked at Bo Jin Yan behind Jian Yao and said, "What's wrong with him?" ”

Jian Yao's gaze also fell on Bo Jin Yan's blood-stained trousers. The small-scale mudslide just now, although the two of them reacted quickly and escaped, and she was only slightly injured, but Bo Jinyan's injuries were not light, one ankle was swollen and high, and both legs were full of scars. Although he didn't say a word all the way, his face was really ugly, which showed that he must have been in severe pain. She was also afraid that his wound would become inflamed and worsen. So he continued to smile and said, "He was a little injured. Girl, do you have a cell phone here, or a phone? I want to call a friend. ”

The girl leaned against the door, but shook her head and said, "We don't have a phone here, we don't have the phone you said, and I haven't seen a phone." Mom said it was because there was no signal in the sky. She pointed to the gloomy sky.

Jian Yao never expected such a result, and was stunned. Bo Jinyan shook her hand from behind, signaling that she couldn't be anxious. This action was seen by the girl, and she said "wow" and said, "You two are lovers, I think you have a really good relationship." ”

These words were really innocent, Jian Yao smiled reluctantly, cheered up and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Qiu Bijin, and I am full of flowers."

"So, I want to ask you again, is there a doctor here who can treat his injuries?"

This question seems to be much easier to answer for Qiu Yijin. She jumped out the door and said, "We have a doctor here, just one." Like you, they came from outside. The doctor is very good, I'll take you there. ”

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After walking about half a street, I finally saw a few more people along the way. They are all dressed up by local villagers, which is as outdated as Qiu Bijin's dress. There was also a man walking down the street carrying two buckets of water. According to Qiu Yijin, there is no running water in the town, and everyone who wants to use it has to go to several wells in the town to pick it up. The well water is clean and can be drunk directly.

When the villagers saw Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao, they would all stop and look in surprise. It can be seen that there are really few outsiders here. Jian Yao had no choice but to bite the bullet and lead Bo Jin Yan to continue walking. Qiu Bijin was still bouncing around, and greeted others all the way, looking heartless.

But I don't know, is the Buddha's hand really hiding in this town?

There was a small house in front of it, with the door open, a few pots of greenery in the doorway, and an old red cross flag hanging from the window. Although the house is old, it does not prevent the windows here from being bright and green. This is almost the most vibrant home that Jian Yao has seen since she entered the town.

That's the doctor's home.

Qiu Yijin was the first to step in and shouted, "Doctor! Dr. Wen, there is a patient! ”

Jian Yao helped Bo Jin Yan and slowly stepped in.

A man stood in the house, close to 1.8 meters tall, with a thin figure, wearing a white coat, and he had a bit of spotless charm. He turned his head when he heard the voice, and there was already a warm smile on his face: "Like Jin, come to tease me again......" Seeing Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao, he was stunned.

Jian Yao didn't expect that in this lifeless and weird town, she would actually see such a doctor: handsome in appearance, elegant in temperament, smiling and smiling, and with bright eyebrows.

Even standing in this humble room, he couldn't hide his warm and bright light.

She suddenly remembered Fu Ziyu in her heart. Although the two look different, their temperaments are the same. Her throat suddenly became a little dry, and a thought popped up in her mind—fortunately, Bo Jinyan couldn't see it yet. At this time, Dr. Wen had already spoken: "Who are you two?" ”

Jian Yao took her eyes off his face without a trace, and replied, "We are backpackers passing through here, and the ship sank and came to this island unexpectedly. My husband has a leg injury, can you take a look at it for him? ”

"Okay." Dr. Wen immediately squatted down in front of Bo Jinyan, Jian Yao helped him sit down, and Qiu Bijin watched curiously from the side. Jian Yao saw that Dr. Na Wen's techniques were very skillful and professional, and she was relieved.

"How did you get this wound?" Dr. Wan asked.

Jian Yao replied truthfully: "We encountered a mudslide. ”

Doctor Wen nodded, instructed Bijin to bring medical supplies, and began to treat Bo Jinyan's wounds. And Bo Jinyan never said a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

Fortunately, there was no injury to the bone, and Dr. Wen treated Bo Jinyan's wound well, bandaged it well, and then instructed some precautions and prescribed medicine. Finally, he said with a smile: "It seems that you have to stay in Zhizizhou for a while and heal your injuries before you can leave." ”

During the conversation, Jian Yao and Bo Jinyan also learned that his full name was Wen Rong, a very elegant name. Wen Rong used to work as a doctor in a big city, with a high income and a busy job. Like many young people fleeing Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, he is tired of the fast-paced life. An unexpected opportunity to come to this town, I was deeply attracted and moved by the stagnant time here, so I stayed and opened this clinic. Although the number of residents in the town is small, he is almost idle, but he is enough to support himself. Jian Yao has seen a lot of people like him in many ancient cities and towns, so she can understand it.

But Jian Yao did not take the initiative to ask about the existence of the Buddha's Hand Organization. Wen Rong didn't mention it either.

As for the phone, the Internet? Wen Rong also regretted that there was indeed no such thing in this mountainous area.

By the time I left Wen Rong's clinic, it was already getting dark. Jian Yao hugged Bo Jin Yan, subconsciously turned around, and saw that Wen Rong had taken off his white coat, wearing only a white shirt and black trousers, standing by the door with his hands in his trouser pockets, smiling and sending them off. And Qiu Bijin leaned on his side, pulling his arm, very sticky to him.

Jian Yao also had some inexplicable emotion in her heart. However, the first priority is to find a place to stay overnight. Then find a way to escape the town or contact the headquarters.

The town was full of abandoned houses, and it didn't take much effort for them to find a relatively clean bungalow. The tables, chairs, beds, and cabinets in the bungalow are complete, although a little old. There is also a small yard at the door, which is shaded by old trees and overgrown with weeds. When she walked through the intersection just now, Jian Yao saw a restaurant with a very small face, so she went to pack two more meals and came back. The restaurateur was shy and curious, and said, "You are the two injured backpackers, right?" "It seems that the town is very small, and the news of the arrival of the two of them has already spread. I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse.

It was completely dark, and the raindrops tapped on the window lattice. Bo Jin Yan was lying on a simple wooden bed, and Jian Yao took out an old quilt from the cabinet and patted it for a long time before barely covering him. Bo Jinyan's face was not very good, maybe the wound was painful, or maybe the environment here was too bad. Jian Yao was also at a loss in her heart, thinking that the two of them had not had such an experience of falling into trouble since the investigation of the case.

There was no electricity in the house, so she found a kerosene lamp. At this time, Bo Jin Yan smiled and asked, "Are you a changeable Tinker Bell?" Jian Yao smiled and said, "Now you know the benefits of taking me on the road, right?" "Got into bed and snuggled up to him.

The flickering and dim light illuminates the whole room as if it were a fantasy. The surroundings are extremely quiet, as quiet as a secluded valley. It seems that the remaining "remnants" in this town all fall asleep after dark, which adds a bit of weirdness.

Bo Jinyan hugged her with one hand, but he still had a reader in the other, reading the precious information given by Captain Zhu Tao. The light in the room was very dim, and Jian Yao couldn't read the words on the paper very clearly, but his reader was as clear as ever, and he read out the words line by line. Only occasionally, there will be a small murmur of "zizizi".

An hour later, Bo Jinyan finished "reading" the entire document. The materials highlight the recent transactions of the Buddha's Hand organization, its internal operating structure, and its partnerships. However, there is no mention of the core personnel structure, including where the nest is located.

"It seems that ......," Mr. Bo said, "the person who provided this information to Zhu Tao has limited knowledge." Or is it ...... This information is not complete. ”

Jian Yao nodded, put the notes and reader back into her bag, and handed him the medicine Wen Rong had prescribed. Bo Jinyan said: "Didn't we bring anti-inflammatory drugs in our bag? I'm going to eat my own. Jian Yao was stunned and asked, "Why?" ”

Bo Jinyan said: "If this is really the Buddha's lair, the four people we have come into contact with today, can you ensure that which one is not a mask killer?" The Bergamot may not know us, but the Mask Killer does. ”

Jian Yao was shocked when she heard this, threw the medicine prescribed by Wen Rong into the corner, and took out her anti-inflammatory medicine from her bag.

After Bo Jinyan finished taking the medicine, she lifted a wooden stick next to the bed and stood up, saying, "I'll keep vigil tonight." ”

Bo Jinyan pulled her back to the bed and said, "No need. The most important thing in dealing with the enemy is to judge the situation and achieve the greatest results with the least effort. Tonight we should get a good night's sleep and replenish our strength. If they didn't know who we were, they wouldn't have acted rashly tonight. If it is clear, the two of us are like turtles in an urn, we should have done it a long time ago, and let us go to see the sick and eat and go shopping? So, Mrs. Bo, as at home, we are not in danger tonight, let's get a good night's sleep. ”

Jian Yao was so crying and laughing by him that he couldn't laugh or cry, but thinking about it, they all came to the enemy's lair, and no matter how alert they were, it was difficult for them to defeat a hundred. It's better to sleep. So he leaned his stick against the edge of the bed, listened to him, and lay down again.

The midnight was even more silent, Jian Yao's hands and feet were very cold even in the quilt, Bo Jin Yan held her hand in the palm of his hand, and put her feet on his hot thighs. Jian Yao didn't follow, and said distressedly: "Then you will be cold." Bo Jinyan smiled and said, "Oh, it's like you didn't put your feet here comfortably every night in the winter before." Jian Yao smiled: "But now, you are injured." Bo Jinyan replied: "However, for you, my temperature is still there." ”

Jian Yao leaned on his arm with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he was so tired about today that he fell asleep quickly. Fell asleep. Bo Jinyan breathed calmly and evenly at first, but after a while, he noticed that Jian Yao had fallen asleep, but he slowly opened his eyes in the dark, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, for a long time, he didn't close it.

In the second half of the night, the rain stopped.

The courtyard was full of wet mud, and the leaves were dripping in the night.

A pair of half-worn military boots, trampled on the dirt floor. The man, dressed in a black jacket, lowered his head and lit a cigarette, then exhaled slowly. Behind him, there were many shadows, and there were many people standing.

The man smoked a cigarette, and when he had most of it left, he threw it on the ground, stomped it out, rubbed it with mud a few times, and then said, "These two men have come strangely." Ah Yue's boat was taken by the police again on the periphery. Eighty percent are police officers. Report back to the boss tomorrow and kill them. (To be continued.) )