Chapter 764: The Skeleton Career

The disc worth hundreds of millions of dollars that Wang Zhendong said actually had two large-scale pictures of Teacher Cang pasted on the surface, and what kind of teacher's first infantry classic, standard aircraft saucer was written! I'm afraid that the exchange of two airplane discs is not hundreds of millions of dollars, but hundreds of millions of fine essences, right?

Xu Qing's first feeling was that he was being swept away by this bastard who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, shouldn't this guy want to deliberately provoke himself to have a good time?

Wang Zhendong's raised arm was already a little stiff, but the cold-faced old man in front of him was not moved at all, just stood in place and looked at the wheelchair in a daze, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious, so he simply gritted his teeth and dragged his injured leg to crawl to the wheelchair, reached out and took out a small bag from the chair cushion and handed it over.

"The CD in this is evidence of the Xilin 931 mine disaster, you can put it in the computer and put it out." Wang Zhendong moved forward and sent the small bag in his hand a few points forward.

Xu Qing's cheeks twitched, he reached out to take the small bag, and expressionlessly took out a disc from it and put it into the computer drive.

Squeak - The disc in the optical drive rotated for a while and began to read the disc, and a picture appeared on the display screen, which immediately attracted Xu Qing's eyes.

This is not an airplane dish, the picture is a large mine, the sky is drizzling, making the ground of the mine muddy, a large person wearing a raincoat and a hard hat is busy in front of the mine, from which a bloody miner's corpse is lifted, just like this horizontal row on the muddy ground in front of the mine, at first glance it looks like there are at least hundreds of corpses, and the busy hard hats are still going back and forth, each time they can lift out a straight and straight corpse.

The heavens seemed to weep for the dead miners, the rain was heavier, and the number of corpses carried out more than doubled, the picture was obviously taken secretly, sometimes blurry and sometimes clear, but one thing is certain, this was a huge mining disaster, the number of dead was at least two hundred, and the dead bodies were constantly being carried out.

There was not a single living person who was carried out, all of them were cold and stiff corpses, and the person who was secretly taking the photo walked to a black Santana sedan, the window fell, and a gray-haired man with a Chinese character face poked his head out, this man was over half a hundred years old, and he looked at the mine not far away with a serious face, or it should be looking at the rows of corpses in front of the mine.

Xu Qing, who never cared about national affairs, naturally didn't know who this half-hundred-year-old man who showed his face was, but he felt that he had an indescribable momentum, especially the pair of big black pupils, even if he saw it in the picture, it seemed to make people have an invisible sense of depression, this old man was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Secretary Jiang, there are a total of 520 miners in the mine, and only 50 are still alive ......" The one who spoke was the one who took the photograph secretly, but he couldn't say anything more halfway through the conversation.

The old man in the car showed a painful look on his face, closed his eyes and muttered for a long time before saying, "The dead are gone, and the main thing is to take care of the living." ”

The candid photographer said again: "Then this mine ......" Halfway through the words, he saw the car window rise, and the half-hundred-year-old man inside burst out of his teeth with a word: "Seal!" The car started and quickly left the scene.

In a few simple lines of dialogue, a huge mining disaster has taken shape, more than 500 people have survived less than one-tenth of the mine, and the other 400 people have survived the chance of survival by one word.