At eleven o'clock in the evening, at this time, Qin Ruolan usually returned to the apartment, but Zhang Ge couldn't detect any news about Qin Ruolan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Ge knew that Qin Ruolan didn't have many friends, and her life and rest were very regular, and there were no important social activities in the border city recently, so why didn't she come back at such a late hour? Is she still in Mt. Aomine?

Thinking of this, Zhang Ge was a little uneasy, he dialed her phone, and it turned out to be: "The user has been turned off." He regretted that he didn't let Zhuo Fan install a tracker on her.

He couldn't help but dial Zhu Caiwei's phone, and on the phone, Zhu Caiwei's voice was also very anxious: "I can't find Sister Lan either!" ”

"Didn't she give you any information this day?"

"This morning, she asked me to go to Qingfeng Mountain to drive away that Gao Lotian's car, and then just received the location location from her, and asked me to find Lin Chen, I want to find Lin Chen first, I must complete the task given to me by Sister Lan first, can you help me find Sister Lan first?"

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Zhang Ge immediately jumped up: "Quick, send me the location positioning." ”

When he walked out of the door quickly, he called Zhuo Fan again and asked him to quickly drive the "speed locomotive" over.

"And a helicopter." He added, and then put on his clothes and went downstairs.

Zhuo Fan arrived quickly, and the car he was driving had a sedan, except for the big one, the surface was mediocre. But after Zhang Ge got into the car, the car began to accelerate when it was unmanned, and it took less than five minutes to reach the foot of the main peak of Qingfeng Mountain after a distance of 15 kilometers.

Looking up from the foot of the mountain, there is darkness around Mt. Aomine, only a little faint light flickering in the jungle, jumping like a ghost fire, the mountain wind blows, making people's hair stand on end, there is an eerie atmosphere.

Zhang Ge looked at the location positioning sent by Zhu Caiwei, showing the location of the main peak of Qingfeng Mountain, but at this moment, it was pitch black all around, and he couldn't tell which were forests, which were stones, and which were roads.

Zhuo Fan said: "Brother Ge, why don't we come back tomorrow, how can you find this black numbness?" In case you fall off a cliff......"

But seeing that Zhang Ge's face was solemn, and there was no joking look on his face, he hurriedly swallowed a ridiculous sentence back into his stomach.

"Fly up the mountain," Zhang Ge said succinctly.

A helicopter stopped in the hidden place of Qingfeng Mountain, and sitting in the pilot seat was a handsome guy about the same age as Zhuo Fan, who said to Zhang Ge: "Brother Ge, the garrison troops in the border city have the most advanced flight detectors, and it is easy to detect our traces. We can't turn on the radar sensor and flash lights when we fly up the mountain now, I'm afraid it's a bit dangerous, do you want to wait for the dawn......"

"Can't wait, Li Zhao, trouble you, I also believe in your driving skills, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, we will use car navigation and light map"

Li Zhao saw Zhang Ge's resolute look, so he had no choice but to nod: "Okay then, go up now"

The plane flew up on the dark mountain, and Zhang Ge clicked on the screen of the plane to open a light-sensitive map, which was a map of the major key places on Qingfeng Mountain.

Zhang Ge stared at the word "Qingju", which matched the location of the Qingju and the location sent by Zhu Caiwei. Zhang Ge immediately called up the information about "Qingju" in his mind.

Built 20 years ago, this Qingju was built by Di Qingfeng's late wealthy husband Zheng Wenlong, as a birthday gift to Di Qingfeng, and named it "Qingju".

This Zheng Wenlong died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage ten years ago, Di Qingfeng changed this place into a tea house, and did not come here often, and was only used as a celebrity gathering place every day.

Di Qingfeng and Qin Ruolan, Lin Chen and Zheng Shuxin, their relationship is clearly related.

Yes, it must have been Di Qingfeng who asked Qin Ruolan to come here to talk about Lin Chen. But after talking about it for so long, there should be results, could it be that Di Qingfeng imprisoned Qin Ruolan?

But he immediately denied this idea, Di Qingfeng had no need to imprison Qin Ruolan.

It seems that only by exploring the reality of this Qingju tea house can we grasp the actual situation.

When the plane flew over Qingju, Zhang Ge wore a pair of infrared sensing glasses, even under the dark curtain, the entire terrain layout of Qingju was in his eyes, there was a defense line, and he could see clearly that there was video surveillance.

But when the plane was close to the Qingju ten meters above the sky, it was intercepted by an invisible power grid, as soon as it approached, the plane deviated and could not land, it seems that this Qingju is tightly guarded, and even the air protection has been thought, Zhang Ge thought, what secret needs to be defended so tightly? Probably to prevent the paparazzi from taking pictures from the air.

They could only park their planes in a small wooded clearing near Qingju.

Zhang Ge and Zhuo Fan borrowed the cover of the shady curtain and entered the Qingju through the bamboo fence wall.

The anti-theft infrared is naturally difficult for Zhang Ge, he has a high-tech anti-theft instrument, and the universal electric light gun in the hands of the two can identify and break through many lines of defense.

Because his thinking is too active, Zhang Ge's biggest hobby for a while is tinkering with these broken things, such as modifying locomotives, and inventing these electric light guns, laser guns and other gadgets.

The "speed locomotive" is a car that he was idle and bored when he returned to China.

Entering the Qingju, Zhang Ge had already smelled a smell of blood, and he said to Zhuo Fan: "Be careful and hidden."

But the life detector showed that there were no signs of life here.

With the help of sensor radar, they searched the dark place and found no one.

They still didn't dare to turn on the lights, for fear that the sudden light would attract attention.

In the living room of the house, the infrared sensing glasses worn by Zhang Ge suddenly flashed, and Zhang Ge looked at the light sense, and felt that several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall were faintly exposed under the infrared induction.

This is just four ordinary calligraphy and painting works, all of which are four feet square in size, two of which are calligraphy works, one of which is written in cursive, this is the Tang Dynasty poet Li Xun's "Wushan A Section of Clouds": the ancient temple is based on the green mountain, and the palace pillow is blue. The sound of the water and the mountains lock the makeup building, the past is long, the fireworks are spring and autumn, why should the ape be close to the lonely boat, and the travelers are sentimental. "The ink is dripping, vertical and horizontal like a sword, to be honest, this kind of cursive writing, if it is not an expert and equipped with commentary, will make people look like reading a book from heaven.

The other has only four large seal scripts: the peaks rise and the clouds surge. These four characters are also one of the heavenly books, because this big seal script imitates the font of the Bronze Age, and ordinary people can't tell what the characters are.

The other two are Chinese paintings, the painting is fine, but not from the hands of famous artists, one of them is "Mountain Dwelling Autumn Picture", which depicts two birds dozing off, and the other picture has three people, painting two people against each other, one person watching, the chessboard is very finely painted, criss-crossed, and even the fall is more or less clearly drawn.

In fact, Zhang Ge didn't have much research on calligraphy and painting, he didn't understand anything about cursive and big seal script, and he knew nine out of ten - that is, he didn't know anything, as for the poet Li Xun, he didn't know that he was from that country, but he turned on the brain frequency radio waves, and instinctively called up these materials for the things he was concerned about, and naturally translated the calligraphy and painting works he saw as if they were translations.

Originally, it was necessary to hang some calligraphy and paintings in this plain tea house, but Zhang Ge thought to himself, with Zheng Wenlong's financial resources, the calligraphy and paintings purchased must be priceless, why hang some calligraphy and paintings of unknown juniors?

was so curious, and looking at these calligraphy and paintings again, he actually saw some clues.