After Uncle Biao settled me in the hospital, he saw that I was fine, and thought that there was still Xiaohua taking care of me, so he didn't ask me about it again.

Because he has more important things to do.

That is the oracle bone turtle shell that Liang Zi exchanged for his life.

After Uncle Biao returned home, he studied carefully at home behind closed doors for several days, but he still had no clue.

On the fourth day, Uncle Biao received a call from the guy in the store, saying that he had a registered letter slip.

Because Uncle Biao basically has no friends in other places, and basically there is no correspondence, Uncle Biao feels very weird.

The next day, Uncle Biao went to the store to get the slip, and then took his ID card to the post office to pick up the letter.

The envelope is an aerospace envelope, in the 90s, it was a monkey ticket, 8 cents a kind, more than 10 pieces were pasted, the postmark on it was the local Anyang, the sender was two days ago, the sender wrote a detail, and the others were not written at all.

Uncle Biao just glanced at the handwriting, and his whole body trembled, this letter was not written by someone else, but by Liang Zi.

Then, Uncle Biao calmed down.

Because he guessed that it was likely to be a letter hosted by Liang Zi somewhere, and once Liang Zi had an accident or said in advance that he would not contact him at a fixed time, the custodian would send a registered letter.

Uncle Biao thought that Liang Zi would explain a lot of future events, or make a long speech.

Unexpectedly, when I opened the letter, there were a few words written on it: 0391.8.14.12

Just four Arabic numerals and it's all right?

Could it be that Liang Zi didn't leave anything behind?

Uncle Biao looked at this string of numbers in confusion, and flipped through the letters over and over again, maybe Liang Zi wrote a line of words by other means, what potion do you need to see?

So he took iodine wine and rice soup, and scribbled on it, which made a big circle, and the white paper was still white paper, not a word was visible, and it could be seen that Liang Zi really left a string of numbers.

0391.8.14.12

It's not a date!

I want to reply to the custodian, but I don't have an address!

Uncle Biao wanted to break his head, and he couldn't understand what his number meant.

For a few days in a row, Uncle Biao was lying on the writing desk in the room, looking at this piece of paper and this oracle bone turtle shell.

Inadvertently, Uncle Biao skimmed the address book on the table, and suddenly a spirit was excited.

0391？

Code?

Uncle Biao quickly flipped through the phone address book to check, 0391 is the area code of Qinyang.

But what is 8.14.12?

English Comparison Chart?

HNL？

Uncle Biao immediately called a friend and asked what HNL meant in English.

As a result, the answers are varied, and there is everything.

It's just that there's nothing related to Qinyang, so it doesn't seem right.

Uncle Biao scolded Liang Zi in his heart at the time, he didn't graduate from junior high school, what kind of English did he play! How real it is with pinyin!

Suddenly, Uncle Biao thought of something.

ISN'T HNL IN ENGLISH, IT'S PINYIN?

Uncle Biao quickly checked the map of Qinyang, and it didn't take long to point to a place, Huangniuling!

0391 is Qinyang! HNL is Scalper!

Uncle Biao was excited, and immediately called and instructed his men to collect equipment and prepare to march to Huangniuling.

However, at this time, the Han Xian pager on Uncle Biao's waist rang.

Uncle Biao flipped it out casually and took a look, and suddenly a cold sweat flowed down his back.

"I'm three shots! It's hard! Qinyang Scalpers! ”

Speaking of this, Uncle Biao sighed, not knowing whether to tell it to himself or to us, and said slowly: "I always thought that I had solved a puzzle and was about to reveal the answer." Who knows, this is just the beginning of the puzzle. ”

Then Uncle Biao took two puffs of cigarette, then vigorously extinguished the cigarette butt, and said viciously: "The most unbearable thing is that you know that it is a bottomless quagmire, and you have to jump into it!" ”

Hearing this, Fan Ping and I were both frightened.

But I've figured out at least one order:

First of all, the third uncle didn't know how to get the information, and then came here with 2 people.

Then, Uncle Biao cracked Liang Zi's last letter, and also received a distress message from the third uncle, and then came here with 7 men.

Finally, Xiaohua received a distress message from Uncle Biao, and we came here.

Who's behind all this?

What is the purpose of tricking us all here?

At this time, I suddenly thought of a person, could it be a man in a gas mask!

Fan Ping said at this time: "Uncle, we have met the third uncle!" ”

When Uncle Biao heard this, he looked up at Fan Ping sharply, and said with a surprised face: "You...... You...... Say what? At...... Which...... Where did you see that? ”

Fan Ping said with some fear: "That's it...... That official mansion? Don't...... Didn't you pass through there? ”

Uncle Biao shook his head in confusion and said, "No! I've never seen any official mansions at all! ”

At this time, I suddenly understood why when we arrived at the stone house, we heard the sound of gunfire far away, and it was very likely that Uncle Biao and we were traveling in two opposite directions, narrowing the distance.

Uncle Biao saw that I had been in a daze, and when he opened his mouth to ask something, he stopped and ignored me.

Then he turned his head and asked Fan Ping: "How is the third uncle now?" ”

Fan Ping whispered a little vaguely: "Third uncle...... He's dead! ”

When Uncle Biao heard this, he stood up directly and said in surprise, "What? He's dead? ”

Fan Ping hurriedly used the old one, then handed Uncle Biao a cigarette, and then eased Uncle Biao's mood a little, and then told the story of the official mansion.

After hearing this, Uncle Biao stood up again and walked out of the tent quickly.

Fan Ping looked at me with a confused expression, pointed at himself with his finger, and then shrugged his shoulders at me, meaning: Blame me?

I shook my head helplessly, tapped him with my finger, and then pointed at myself with a sneer, meaning: I don't blame you, do you blame me?

"!" Fan Ping couldn't help but scold me, so he also walked out of the tent and went to find Uncle Biao.

Watching Fan Ping go out, my reluctant smile disappeared immediately, and I silently lit a cigarette, pondering every word Uncle Biao had just said.

It's not that I don't believe Uncle Biao, it's not that I don't believe in the note.

Because, I still can't figure out the relationship between the three of them, Uncle Biao, and the gas mask man!

Moreover, the information I have now is only fragmentary information, and it can be said that it is all one-sided!

So, the truth is hard to piece together.

Therefore, I choose not to believe anyone for the time being.

Because my father said something to me, I will always remember.

There are two kinds of things in the world that you can't look at, one is the sun, which can blind the eyes, and the other is the human heart, and its negative effects let me experience it myself.