Chapter Eighty-Nine: Guarding the Home of the Heart

By the light that was not bright, I cut a "curtain" with a dagger through the barbed wire, and after a while I could connect it again when I got out, so that I could prevent wild beasts from coming out of here to harm the tourists, and if I really hurt people, my sin would be great.

I walked a little more than ten meters into the forest and went up to a tree. I can't walk over blatantly now, most of us are still asleep, and it will be very dazzling and easy to arouse the suspicion of others, so let's wait until the sun rises a little more.

After another ten minutes, the red sun broke free of the heavy chains, rising from the sky, although the fog on the sea is very heavy, but the wonders of the sunrise on the sea can still be seen, I can't help but sigh again about my luck, I watched the sunrise on the sea for free, and saved the hard work and tickets for climbing Mount Tai.

The number of people on the beach gradually increased, and they rented small tents to stay here overnight, largely to witness the spectacular sunrise over the sea, and when they returned, they could show off to their friends and increase their popularity in the circle of friends.

I slowly slid down the tree, dismantled all the weapons on my body, and buried them under the damp rotten leaves, so as not to be inadvertently found and used to harm others. Two stabs and two daggers were also plunged deep into the ground by me, and although I was very reluctant, I had no choice but to cut my love in order not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Under the cover of the boulders outside the forest, I carefully drilled out of the pre-set "door curtain" and slowly walked towards the popular beach, where I wanted to blend in with the tourists as soon as possible and return to my normal identity.

I looked around vigilantly, guarding against eyes that might be hidden in the shadows, but also watching out for early risers to prevent some special people from mixing in and waiting to attack me. I don't have any weapons on me right now, except for the passport of a legitimate traveler, and I will be very passive if I am attacked at this time.

Everyone on the beach was excitedly admiring the sunrise, and no one paid attention to the appearance of me, a "heretic". In order to better blend in and prevent the eyes of a dark dress, I took off the outer cover of my upper body and wrapped it around my waist, like a morning reviewer, with the excitement of watching the sunrise for the first time written on my face.

This group of travelers is mainly Oriental, and there are occasionally a few people of other colors, so I don't feel the slightest glitch in the middle of them.

After watching the sunrise, I, like them, stepped on the soft fine sand, followed the gentle sea breeze, and walked slowly and excitedly towards the wooden house behind the beach, and it was time for breakfast.

I touched the large denomination banknotes in my pocket, and I was a little excited, since I ate the pot of potato beef stew prepared by Long Zhan in the middle of the night, I have never had the opportunity to taste the food that has been processed by the fire of human civilization, and the desire in my heart can be imagined.

However, I also know that real security is far from coming, and if they have planted a special person here and have already suspected me, then it will not be as simple as just a policeman coming and pretending to check my passport, they will quietly notify me, follow me quietly, and when the reinforcements arrive, they will secretly arrest me. In this way, my fate is self-evident.

As I walked through the crowd, I kept an eye on the people around me with my eyes. Three Chinese-speaking travelers excitedly walked ahead of me, boasting about how many world-class places of interest they had visited, whether to flaunt their knowledge or to express the superiority of publicly-funded travel.

Although I was as disgusted as a fly at their boring and nonsense conversations, I couldn't show the slightest emotion, but took the initiative to approach them, listening reverently, in the eyes of outsiders, the four of us were in a tour group, but I was more silent.

A guy with a round stomach and a fat belly saw that I was so interested in his conversation, and his face was even more excited, as if his value had doubled because of my appearance, and he suddenly raised his voice and talked about it more and more. Although he was facing his two companions, his eyes were looking at me, and that smug look was also showing me. I smiled at him cooperatively, as if I was really amazed by his knowledge. The guy who got carried away said that he was happy, and he actually danced with his hands.

As the three guys who advertised their existence by talking about themselves entered a wood-paneled cafeteria, I followed their example, bought a dining card, and followed them to pick out my favorite food.

In the face of these exotic delicacies, although I was already overflowing with saliva, I still pretended to choose carelessly, and I must not eat the portions of five or six of them at a time like a hungry ghost, so that I would indirectly expose myself.

Coming out of the cafeteria, I walked more than thirty meters with the three guys, pretending to ask the fat guy about the time, and accosted him a few words, and the guy seemed to give him a long face in front of his friends, and he was very enthusiastic to answer me. Finally I smiled and waved at the guy and headed out on the beach. To outsiders, I look like that Humpty Dumpty's bodyguard, and now I'm going out to help the boss.

When I got to the parking lot outside the beach, I booked a taxi and rushed to the peninsula city of Cavolaire City, where Mr. Ouyang, a patriotic overseas Chinese businessman where I and Captain Ji Yunkai lived. It's a metropolis with great accessibility, and it's easy to get there by plane or boat.

When I arrived in a more prosperous town, I got out of the car on the pretext of doing something temporary, and gave the driver the amount of the whole journey that I had agreed in advance. After the driver walked away, he immediately called another taxi, which I also did for safety reasons, to prevent the "tail" from coming from behind, and causing unnecessary trouble to Long Zhan.

It was already past eleven o'clock when I arrived at Cafeville, and I asked the driver to stop in front of a luxury hotel, paid for the car, and gave him a small tip, and the driver smiled and thanked me.

After getting out of the car, I walked towards the hotel, seeing that the driver had gone far and turned into an intersection, I walked out of the hotel again and walked in the other direction. I'm also out of an abundance of caution to prevent anyone from finding this hotel.

Looking at the flow of people on the street with me of the same color, I feel very safe, as long as I don't speak, no one will know that I am a "special tourist" from another country. I thought about how to contact Long Zhan, explain some things, and then I could "go home".

I flashed into a supermarket, bought a regular tourist's clothes to change into, and threw the original anti-infrared clothes into the supermarket's garbage bin. I bought a big bag of fast food, a pair of light-colored eyes and a local tourist map, and sat in the makeshift rest area to find the location of the dragon exhibition while eating.

Out of the supermarket, I got into a taxi and headed for the place where Long Zhan was. When I got off the bus a kilometer away from my destination, I was like a migrant worker who had just entered the city to pick up work, full of strong curiosity, walking forward while eating, and "marveling" at the beauty of city life.

When I arrived at the residence of Long Zhan, I saw the five-star red flag fluttering in the wind from afar, and a strong sense of belonging suddenly surged in my heart, and a feeling of numbness rushed straight from my back, and I was like a lamb who had been lost for many days and suddenly returned to my mother's arms, and the joy in my heart could not be suppressed.

However, I could only pretend to be curious and pause to look at it, but even this attracted the wary eyes of the two faithful caretakers who were loaded with guns, and it was the plastic bag in my hand that alerted them. Yes, they now live in a country that is not a friendly one, and it is their sacred duty to keep it safe. They are all my comrades and comrades-in-arms, and they are guarding the sacred homeland in their hearts with their greatest loyalty.

I know how many pairs of eyes are staring around the clock, and any change in me could arouse their suspicions.

I seemed to have noticed their wary gaze, smiled embarrassedly, nodded to them, and turned away, in fact, in my heart, I already paid the highest respect to them.

I couldn't suppress the excitement in my heart, and continued to wander forward pretending to be absent-minded, but I was already thinking about how to meet Comrade Long Zhan. In this turbulent place, I must not be like the underground party joints in those TV dramas that have changed the taste, and leave with a small ball of paper that will only lead me to extreme danger again.

Now it seems that it is impossible to see Long Zhan normally, and there is only other way. I went into a supermarket again, bought some nourishing gifts for the elderly, and I was going to visit Mr. Ouyang, a patriotic overseas Chinese businessman.

But I don't know the specific location where the old gentleman lives, only that it is not far from the seaside, about ten minutes away, and I marked a seaside villa area on the map, and Mr. Ouyang is likely to live there.

Out of the supermarket, I took a taxi and headed straight for the beach house area I had chosen.

Near the villa area, I got out of the car and gave the driver a little tip, which the guy accepted with great pleasure. Looking at the taxi in the distance, I began to recall some of the features and landforms I passed that night, hoping to find the place where we changed cars that night.

In the end, it took me more than ten minutes to find a very secluded low house around the corner, and it was here that we drove to the beach.

With an astonishing memory, it took me ten minutes to finally come to the villa where Mr. Ouyang, a patriotic overseas Chinese businessman, lived.

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