There was a faint smell of earth in the air, which was quite a kind of empty mountain after the new rain.

The soil under his feet had begun to soften a little, and Su Han felt like he was stepping on cotton with every step.

"Be careful, it's easy to stumble." Su Han bowed slightly and led the way in front.

The two behind him followed one after the other, their steps a little staggering, before it rained, and the mud was soft and difficult to walk.

The wooden house was not far away, otherwise Su Han would prefer to wait for the scorching sun to dry the land before taking Xie Jintang to the wooden house.

Originally, there were two people, but now there is one more Xie Jintang, the supply is definitely not enough, Xie Jintang has fine skin and tender meat, and he has not received any training, if he is allowed to eat wild vegetables and dried fish, I am afraid that he will jump.

Go to the wooden house to see if there is anything else that can be used, although it has been almost looted by herself and Mu Lingting before.

The three of them walked through the overgrown path, and finally saw the somewhat dilapidated wooden house.

The wooden house in front of me is full of creepers, and if you don't look closely, you can't tell that it is the outline of the wooden house.

Xie Jintang raised his eyebrows and followed Su Han into the house.

It's two worlds inside and out, and it looks unusually clean inside.

"You two live here?" Xie Jintang looked around the room and asked out loud.

I imagine that this wooden house should be dilapidated, at least the environment should be dirty and messy, how can it be so clean?

The things are neatly arranged, especially when visible to the naked eye that there is almost no dust.

"No, I came to look for things before, and I cleaned them up." Su Han explained as he began to rummage through a locker.

"It's pleasing to the eye."

Subsequently, Su Han also threw out such a sentence.

I have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Xie Jintang understood, and didn't say much, on the other hand, Mu Lingting on the other side rummaged through the other area without saying a word, and it seemed that she was not familiar with the things here.

"Su Han, what do you think this is?"

Holding the dry food in his hand, Su Han raised his eyes to look in the direction where Mu Lingting was, and saw a very small green machine in front of her.

Su Han stood up and walked over, in her impression, she didn't see this thing when she cleaned up last time.

But it is true, after getting closer, Su Han found that it was covered with dust, and at first glance, it had not been sorted out by her hands, so it was normal that he had not seen it.

But the last time she had clearly conducted a carpet search of this place, how could something escape her eyes?

"This thing ......" Su Han paused, squinted his eyes at Mu Lingting, and the corners of his mouth gradually hooked up an intriguing arc.

Although the woman in front of her looked a little tired, she couldn't hide her beautiful face, with a pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to be able to speak, and she suppressed her emotions very well.

Mu Lingting didn't have any flaws in her body, and Su Han didn't pursue this matter too much for the time being.

The small machine in front of me should be an old telegraph, similar to the kind of telegraph machine used during the Republic of China.

It's a long time ago, and I was fortunate enough to see this kind of model when I was organizing training, but I didn't expect that now that technology is so advanced, I can still see such antique things.

"Do you know what it is?" A hint of cunning flashed in Mu Lingting's eyes, and she pretended to be puzzled and asked. sweet potato

After getting along with Su Han for so many days, she already knew Su Han's identity well, she didn't believe it, she didn't know what it was.

"Telegram." Su Han didn't notice what was wrong with Mu Lingting, and explained truthfully.

"Will you use it?" Mu Lingting raised her eyes to look at Su Han, looked at her without fear, and was generous.

Su Han couldn't see any flaws in Mu Lingting's body, but Mu Lingting's determined meaning made her can't help but start to be a little vigilant.

Honestly, she does use it, and as long as the telegram is not scrapped, she is sure enough to contact the organization.

I've always liked to be nostalgic for myself, and when I was organizing the training ground, I often liked to tinker with these gadgets, and I still remember my mentor asking myself what was the use, anyway, now that technology is so advanced, it can't be used at all.

She didn't care, these things exist and have a meaning for their existence, doesn't this come in handy?

Fortunately, she remembered the information in the codebook at that time, and she didn't know if Tutor Wen was still using these things, so she only remembered the mailing address of Tutor Wen's telegram, hoping that Tutor Wen could receive the message to help.

After making up his mind, Su Han picked up the machine from the ground, blew off the dust on it, took a rag, and wiped it with a new look before he began to study the difference between this machine and Tutor Wen, which was easy to use.

The configuration was almost identical, Su Han stopped what he was doing, and began to recall the Chinese characters corresponding to the numbers in the codebook, and after matching them one by one, he first entered the mailing address, and then cautiously began to send telegrams.

Whether it is in the past or in the present, when using the telegraph, we must always remember what "words are like gold", especially the telegraph that is now an antique, and we must cherish it even more.

When the telegram was sent, Su Han breathed a sigh of relief, and now he could only resign himself to fate.

"I'll put it there for you to eat, you can pad your stomach first, don't dislike it, the environment doesn't allow it, you can just have some." Su Han caught a glimpse of Xie Jintang standing aside and doing nothing, and said softly.

Xie Jintang hasn't eaten for so long, and it is estimated that he has already been physically exhausted, after all, he is his lover, and he is inevitably a little distressed in his heart.

Mu Lingting lightly swept Su Han's slightly worried face, and turned around and walked out of the wooden house with interest.

Xie Jintang and Su Han hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they must have had a lot to say, and she couldn't help but be a little embarrassed here.

"You've lost weight."

The two looked at each other speechlessly, but Xie Jintang was the first to speak.

Su Han glanced at him, chuckled and said, "You are also old." ”

"After you disappeared, a lot happened." Xie Jintang patted the soil on his body, sat on a small stool on the side and said.

Su Han nodded, stared at him intently, and motioned for him to continue.

"The direction we are tracking has always been the wrong place, and Zhong Lan is not really behind the scenes." Xie Jintang was silent for a long time, his brows furrowed.

Su Han clasped his hands around his chest, leaned against the wall, looked at Xie Jintang, his eyes were very complicated, and he didn't say a word.

"Wan Jun is investigating this matter."

"Where's Zhong Lan?"

Su Handi's focus is not on who is behind the scenes, but Zhong Lan.

It's as if the truth of the case he pursued is about to come out, and everything is obscured by the fog again.

If Zhong Lan is a scapegoat, then just start with him again and follow the vine, now I am afraid that his identity will be exposed, and he will be killed.

Xie Jintang sighed, looked at Su Han's eyes a little dim, and said with some embarrassment: "Zhong Lan, he committed suicide by taking poison in prison, he rushed too late, the rescue was ineffective, and he died. ”