Chapter 211: Qiang Song Died in Jiaomu (2)

I quietly climbed onto the terrace, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed against the back of Zhao Tan's head.

"Come with me, don't talk." I commanded in a low voice.

"Look at the celestial phenomenon, the alien star invades the moon in the southwest, and the empress's rebellion must have occurred in the northeast island country. This is a terrible omen and must be reported to the authorities. Zhao Tan simply ignored the existence of the short spear and pointed his hands at the sky.

I took off his headphones and pulled him in the face to force him to look me in the face.

"If you don't want to die, come with me, don't play tricks." I say.

The expression on Zhao Tan's face was very strange, and he pushed away my gun.

"Find Scorched Wood and talk to me again." He said angrily.

He looked very much like a person of high status who had been offended by impudence, and he was very angry, but it was inconvenient to vent it directly.

I tugged at his shirt and dragged a few steps towards the edge of the terrace, warning again: "Don't make a sound, or I'll shoot and see how long you can pretend to be crazy and stupid?" ”

The billiards room window was hidden, and when I leaned over and pushed it, the window slid open to the right.

I first instructed Zhao Tan to jump in, and then jumped and landed in the billiard room.

When we opened the door and walked out of the billiard room, the people brought by Lao Guo poured into 701, and there was not even a single figure in the corridor.

Things went unexpectedly well, although I had doubts, I didn't stop halfway, but dragged Zhao Tan all the way, first down to the sixth floor, and then took the elevator down.

After entering the elevator, Zhao Tan's expression was a little more normal, but he kept rolling his eyes and looking at the light tube above his head.

Before getting out of the elevator, I put on a good hood for Zhao Tan and covered his face again so as not to be recognized by others.

When we got out of the building, the general was already standing anxiously waiting by an off-road vehicle.

"Get in the car, get in the car." The general opened the car door and whispered.

There was no one around, and the four off-road vehicles parked at the gate were also empty.

The general slammed on the accelerator, and the car left the health building and roared out of the hospital.

This car is the one we pried open in the parking lot in advance, and it doesn't belong to Lao Guo's bodyguards.

"Is everything going well?" The general repeatedly looked in the rearview mirror to confirm that there was no tail tracking, and then he was relieved.

"Find a car wash and drive the car into the workshop." I commanded.

Although the general did not understand the reason, he obeyed and drove the car into a car wash located behind the building.

The young car washer, who was woken up, reluctantly dragged the water gun and cleaning liquid spray gun over, and his feet were staggering, and he couldn't hide his sleep.

I took a hundred-dollar bill and stuffed it into him: "Go to sleep, I'll rush the car casually, tomorrow the leader will go on a business trip, no way." ”

The car washer was overjoyed, threw the tools to me, and got into the cubicle next to him, falling asleep upside down, and soon snoring like thunder.

I dragged Zhao Tan out of the car and pressed him to a chair.

"Tie it up." I waved to the general.

"What?" The general was even more puzzled.

"The problem is all with him, both before and later. This person is very useful, but before he can really play his role, he still has to clean up the tail first. I said.

I absolutely doubt that Zhao Tan has bugs, navigators, etc., in that case, no matter where we take him, Cha Ye and they can chase him at any time.

The general found a rope and tied Zhao Tan's hands and feet to the chair. She was very smart and had already understood what I meant, so she took a car wash towel and plugged Zhao Tan's mouth.

I turned on the water gun, and the water column of Bai Huahua shot at Zhao Tan, rushing from head to toe.

As I expected, at least eleven miniature monitors hit the ground during the wash, some disguised as buttons, some hidden under the collar, and some sewn into the hems of the trousers.

It took me twenty minutes before I turned off the water gun, dried Zhao Tan's face and hair, and changed into a car washer's uniform.

The general threw down a stack of money and the SUV, and drove away a broken Fukang in the car wash.

Halfway through, we changed buses twice more and finally arrived in the East Side and into the house I had bought before.

This is not a villa, just an ordinary bungalow with a courtyard. Although the conditions are a little worse, at least they are completely isolated from their neighbors, and if there is a little movement, they will not be eavesdropped.

Zhao Tan was fully conscious, sat silently, and asked me to change the dressing for his forehead wound.

"You will die at any time, and every time you say a wrong word, every time you do a wrong thing, you will lose your life. So, from now on, I want you to speak well, don't annoy us, give your life in vain. I said.

"I'll tell Cha Ye everything that should be said. I didn't say it, I didn't know it at all, and I didn't dare to talk nonsense. Zhao Tan pushed himself to the ground.

"Tell me about 'Scorched Wood', I just want to hear this." I say.

This question did not appear in the confession given to us by Aunt Cha, and it is very critical, directly related to Lao Guo's "500 million".

An old Jianghu like Lao Guo, who does not see a rabbit or scatter an eagle, will neither make an easy offer nor blindly agree to cooperate. Only when you see a profitable big fat will you make a move.

"I don't remember saying this, I just said it, and I've already told Cha Ye everything you want, what do you want to hear, just ask him. Well...... However, I seem to have a bit of an impression of the 'scorched wood' you said. Let me think about it, let me think about it......" Zhao Tan's expression was in a trance and incoherent.

I looked at his eyes, and my mood suddenly became heavy.

His eyes were cloudy, and his eyes were wandering, like a frightened child after a major accident.

"Severe concussion, bad, bad......" I couldn't help but scream bad.

When rescuing the general in the cave, I threw the stone too hard, and after hitting Zhao Tan's head, it would definitely leave sequelae. However, at that time, I only cared about saving people, and I didn't expect that there would be other complicated changes later.

"Paroxysmal amnesia caused by a concussion?" The general was also aware of it.

"Maybe we need a doctor." I couldn't help but sigh.

We just desperately escaped from the hospital, but we need a doctor again, and fate is really deliberately playing tricks on us.

"The doctor is easy to find, if it is a concussion, there is no large examination equipment, and the doctor will come in vain." The general shook his head.

Concussion can only be recovered slowly through recuperation, and there is no quick way to recover.

"We can't wait, we don't have time to wait." I couldn't help but get a little nervous.

Since Cha Ye and the others put a tracker on Zhao Tan's body, they just want to launch a counterattack against me and the general.

These good players on the rivers and lakes do not blindly flee, but wait for the opportunity to fight back, and they are not afraid of the general. The Yellow Flower Society is dead, and the generals who have no big backers have no deterrent effect on them.

"If they're smart enough, they can find it. The cars in the car wash are equipped with locators, and the cars we change on the road are not without a trace. Hundreds of millions, billions of dollars of wealth are so amazing that they are worth the desperate risk of these people. Now, I suspect that Zhao Tan has hidden too much from the Huanghua Society, and he is lurking in Luopan Village just to avoid trouble, not forced by life. "I made a dynamic judgment about the future to determine the new trends of Cha Ye.

When I took Zhao Tan from the hospital health building, I managed to avoid going head-to-head with these people.

If there is a fierce battle on the seventh floor, I will leave Zhao Tan behind and still be able to retreat. At that time, it was inevitable that they would shoot and kill the people in the opposing camp uncontrollably, or Cha Ye, or Aunt Cha, Lao Sheng, and the resentment between the two sides became deeper and deeper.

I don't want to grudge with others easily, at least I won't offend this group of strangers who have withdrawn from the rivers and lakes for the sake of the theoretical hundreds of millions and billions.

"If they dare to come, they will all be killed and the chickens will be killed for the monkeys." The general gritted his teeth and lashed out.

"Interesting? If there is no confession from Zhao Tan, Zha Ye and them will all be good citizens who abide by the law. It's an accident, forget it, give them a way to live. "I pleaded for them on their behalf.

In the face of the super-rich, a gentleman will also become a robber, this is human nature.

"You can think about it." The general smiled wryly.

I arranged for Zhao Tan to rest in the guest room, but I didn't dare to be careless, took out a pair of handcuffs, and put his right wrist on the head of the steel frame bed. In this way, even if he is sober and wants to escape, he will never be able to get out of the bungalow.

After a busy middle of the night, the general was completely tired and reclined on the sofa and took a nap.

"Do you want instant noodles?" I asked.

The general didn't open his eyes, and let out an "um" from his throat, and Quan Zuo agreed.

I turned on the fire, first boiled water in a small pot, then opened two boxes of instant noodles, sprinkled the seasoning, and poured the boiling water into the box.

When I was doing these things, the word "scorched wood" kept lingering in my head.

Literally, "scorched wood" means charred wood.

When Cha Ye relayed Zhao Tan's words, he said the four words "three cuts of scorched wood", and similarly, literally, it refers to "scorched wood broken into three sections".

"Why do you mention 'scorched wood'? What is the inevitable relationship between Jiao Mu and the death of Yashan in the Southern Song Dynasty? What is the inevitable relationship between the history of the two Song Dynasty and the Mogao Grottoes and Dunhuang Heavenly Machine? Since Zhao Tan claims to be the descendant of the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty, what is the secret he inherited from his ancestors? "I can't see through whether Zhao Tan is really concussive or pretending to be a concussion for the time being, but time will tell.

I brought the instant noodles to the living room, and the general sat up and took a small bite of the noodles.

"You go, leave the matter to me here, and when the result is there, I'll send you an email, how about it?" I say.

The general shook his head: "No need, just now, I already called and refunded the ticket, and the trip was delayed." I'm not afraid that you will be angry, even if you really want to leave, I will bring Zhao Tan to Japan together. ”

"You-" I couldn't help laughing, "You really put the interests of the gang above everything else, take Zhao Tan away like this, aren't you afraid that I will be angry?" ”

Zhao Tan was encountered, caught, and snatched back by the two of us, and the benefits seized from him did not belong to either of us, but to both of us.

Therefore, the general has such thoughts, which seems to be extremely selfish.

"Mr. Long, you have decided to quit the rivers and lakes, and you are eager to be a free and scattered person. Therefore, the fate of the country and the historical disputes that Zhao Tan said are extremely harsh things for you. If I take Zhao Tan away, it is equivalent to reducing the trouble for you, isn't it? The general asked.

I smiled: "Thank you for your kindness, but I prefer to tell everything I know before Zhao Tan boards the plane to Japan, including those secrets that can't be said." ”

The Two Song Dynasty was the prosperous era of the Central Plains, and the mystery of the rise and fall of the Two Song Dynasty is worthy of careful study.

I have an intuition that the appearance of Zhao Tan can well explain all kinds of strange things in the history of the two Song Dynasty. He was a normal person, but he came from a large family that was not normal.

"I think we seem to need a genealogy of the two Song and Zhao clans, the most complete one, and we need it soon." I say.