Xu Jianglun died, but his group was not extinguished. It's such a deep place again! It almost copied the Heizhugou model that Xu Jiu said, except for one or two key figures, the core power of the mysterious organization was also transferred.

The first thing that came to my mind was not the people who carved the craft, but the people in white coats that Xu Jianglun took me to see. I always felt that they were not simple, but it was a pity that Xie Rui, the only person who might know, was also lying in the ice coffin painted by Qu Xin and was breathless, and I didn't know if he had reported to Gao Cheng about the situation within Xu Jianglun's organization before this. He was able to enter the hinterland of the Tiger Cliff Mountain after two years of dormancy, and he also came into contact with the group of white coats, so he should have found out something.

After groaning, I decided to tell Xu Jiu and them the specific scene of painting under the car, because from the matter of the white coat, I remembered the name of Dr. Li that Wei Dong had mentioned. What he meant was that they would not only accept the living but also the dead, and the living would not say what they were sending them for use, but the dead would be sent to Dr. Lee for study. What kind of research needs to use dead people?

Therefore, Wei Dong is already the backbone of the downline, and he also knows Dr. Li's name.

I found that after listening to my brief description, the expressions of both of them became a little strange. I only listened to the questions one after another: "Xiao Jiu, do you still have an impression of this Dr. Li?" Xu Jiu rolled his eyelids at him, "Although I don't know how many people have the surname Li, I remember one in my memory." She paused, "The white coat that Heizhugou gave us to restrain the wolf pack sachets." ”

One after another's eyes lit up: "Then do you think these two people will be the same person?" ”

Xu Jiu smiled, "If it is, then it will be called a narrow road." I also understand why they sent people in, except for labor, that is," she narrowed, and a cold light shot out of her eyes, "Cultivate a second Aman." ”

I was stunned: "Who is Aman?" ”

She looked at me and smiled, with a cold light in her eyes, and chuckled, "He's a friend of mine, and he'll come if necessary." She didn't explain what she had just said, and I didn't ask any more questions.

During the conversation, I had reached the edge of the deep pool and could not enter again, the water in the pool was dark and bottomless, and I could see that the water area dozens of meters away extended into a tunnel, and I felt the wind gusting when I stood here. There is a menhir on the shore, and you can see that there are many water stains in the vicinity.

I wonder if there was a boat here, even if the other party came ashore, there should not be water marks on their feet, so why should there be obvious water stains along the road to the bottom of the landslide? Luo Jinghan squatted and looked at it for a moment, and asked the question in my heart.

Gao Cheng replied lightly: "It's very simple, the water crossing tool is not a boat. ”

"What's that?"

The answer was not Gao Cheng, but one after another: "Bamboo raft." He pointed to the tunnel, "It's too narrow, and the average ship has to be at least about one and a half meters wide, and that opening is only about one and a half meters." Only a bamboo raft is possible to shuttle through it. ”

It makes sense, but now there is no bamboo raft, and even if there is a bamboo raft, no one will be able to support it, not as stable as a boat, and there must be skills to support a bamboo raft. This is a tricky question.

I heard asking one after another, "Is there anyone who is not good at water?" ”

I was shocked, and saw that he and Xu Jiu were both doing stretching their hands and feet, "You want to swim over?" Xu Jiu turned around and smiled at me: "If you don't have good water, stay here, and if we don't come back for more than 24 hours, go back and inform Brother Liang and let him find a way to save us." ”

Is this a final explanation to us?

I immediately reassured: "It's January, and the water must be cold." You don't know how deep the tunnel is, and you don't know what's going on at the end, so it's too risky to swim through it. It's better to think long-term. ”

Xu Jiu shook his head: "The madman has been brought in, we can't let him be arrested and left alone." No matter how cold the water is, it can't be cold in the ice spring, I have even soaked in the ice spring, what are I afraid of? Xia Zhu, I like you very much, if you have the chance, I will definitely take you to Cheng Xiao to play, and then take you to see the man in her family, I saw that you were very interested in him yesterday. ”

When she said this, she deliberately glanced at Gao Cheng, and the atmosphere around her was suddenly cold, but she heard Gao Cheng speak: "If you can take a bamboo raft but have to swim over, is it a bad brain?" I asked, "Where did you get the raft?" He turned his eyes sideways to look at it, and my heart jumped at the same time as the ghostly light flashed, and I didn't want to shout: "Xu Jiu, don't go into the water one after another!" The raft will return soon, so let's find a place to hide first. ”

There must be more than one pawn like Detonator, he will arrest ten people there, and other pawns will definitely arrest the corresponding number, and in order to unify the management, Wei Dong must have fixed the collection of people in Lin Ya in the past few days, and then sent them to the mouth of the pit above. And the people who answer at the bottom will also guard the receiver for a fixed number of days, and they belong to the transporters.

What we have to do is to wait for the rabbit, and Xu Jiu even proposed that I be bait with her, pretending to be a "sheep" sent down from above, lying on the stone slab, and the three men hiding in the dark. Let's see how the transporter handles the "sheep" in the first step.

Lying side by side with Xu Jiu on the stone slab under the landslide, he didn't feel nervous, because Gao Cheng and they were hidden in the shadows. As expected, after waiting for a few minutes, I heard the man's voice from far and near. I pricked up my ears to hear what they were saying, but after listening for a moment I realized that I didn't understand it, it was in a special language.

When we got closer, eyes fell on us, and judging by the voices, there were three people. The tone of the exchange seemed a little excited, and immediately someone came to drag my arm, and I thought it was going to be dragged away, but suddenly I felt that the atmosphere was different, and there was a pungent smell of ether in the air. I was still hesitating whether to be stunned, but I had already heard two screams, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that Gao Cheng had already put the three men to the ground.

Sighing, it seems that there is only one way left to solve this problem by force. However, I also have a general understanding of the operating procedures of these transporters, because they are afraid that the people who send them down will have the ability to resist, so they will generally use ether and then reinforce the stun and then drag them to the edge of the deep pool and carry them away on a bamboo raft, and at the same time to ensure that outsiders cannot know the route inward.

I had a hunch that the tunnel was not as simple as I imagined, otherwise it would have been very quick for the madman and Wei Dong to be sent back and forth just now, but it took the three of them nearly an hour or so. After being subdued, she couldn't understand what they were shouting, and she thought about it a lot, maybe she didn't expect to be a language barrier.

But when he saw that he smashed one punch into the stomach of one of them one after another, he threatened fiercely: "Don't speak bird language to me, you have to listen to Chinese, if no one can speak, your fist won't be long-eyed." "After that, I have to punch again. Finally one of them shouted, "Wait a minute, I can speak some Chinese." Although the tone was stiff, I could barely understand it.

At this time, a person next to him suddenly pointed and shouted something one after another, and the face of the person who said that he could speak Chinese changed before, and when he looked at it carefully, he turned his eyes into horror.

I frowned slightly, and from the analysis of the facial expressions of these three people, it seemed that they knew each other one after another. He was not an unresponsive person one after another, his eyes immediately darkened, and he only heard Xu Jiu suddenly ask: "Are you the natives who originally lived in Heizhugou?" ”

The man turned his eyes and looked at Xu Jiu again, stunned. Xu Jiu smiled instead: "Ah Xu, it turned out to be an old friend." "Successively:" I can see it. "When I heard Xu Jiu tell the story of Heizhugou just now, I heard her mention that there was an indigenous tribe there, but it was controlled by this mysterious organization for decades. Therefore, these three people must have met with them one after another in the original Heizhugou.

After the indigenous man recognized him and Xu Jiu, his emotions were no longer as excited as before. No one wanted to waste time here, so without saying a word, the three of them walked towards the waterhole. When I arrived at the pool, I saw two bamboo rafts about three meters long and sixty or seventy centimeters wide tied to the menhir with ropes, and two bamboo poles were inserted into the pool.

Obviously, one bamboo raft can't carry these many people, so we divided it into two batches. Although the three natives seemed to be honest at this time, there was a waterway behind them, and it was difficult to guarantee that they would not be able to catch a moth. But we still have to rely on them to get us through, so we can't just tie people up or knock them out, we can only act in the back.

Naturally, the assignment was to take a bamboo raft with Xu Jiu one after another, and they were equipped with two natives on their side, and the one who could speak Chinese was also together. Gao Cheng and Luo Jinghan and I shared a bamboo raft, supported by an aborigine, and arranged to set off later.

I probably understood the meaning of Xu Jiu's bamboo raft when she looked at me when she looked at me. They did not say that they had a relationship with the natives who could speak Chinese, but at least they had negotiated, and they would fight the front war and be able to control the situation if necessary.

Our bamboo raft has not moved for the time being, and the aboriginal has just explained that there is a downward ramp in the Youjing Tunnel, and if the two bamboo rafts are too close together, it is easy to touch the accident. Therefore, it is generally necessary to wait for the previous raft to enter the tunnel, and the latter to start.

After Xu Jiu and several people disappeared at the mouth of the tunnel, we also set off. The indigenous man on the pole has thick arms and is very powerful at first glance. And he also has a lot of experience, because the tunnel mouth is small, the head of the bamboo raft must be straight to enter, so at this time you have to rely on the technique of the pole.

When the head of the raft was pointed straight at the mouth of the tunnel, I looked inside, only to find that the raft in front of me was far away, as if it were hidden. Quietly looking back at Gao Cheng, the two looked at each other and looked away, and I quietly clenched my fists.

Ten minutes later, I sneered at the indigenous man who had turned into a chicken in the soup. He lay on the bamboo raft, spit out the water one by one, and his face turned pale. It stands to reason that a person like him who lives on water has a good water nature, and it is impossible to drown, but no matter how good the water is, a person cannot afford to sink his head to the bottom of the water and hang his feet upside down. I knew that there must be fraud, and sure enough, after arriving at a gentle water area for about ten minutes, the indigenous man suddenly stabbed the pole into the water, but no matter how fast he was, he couldn't go as fast as Gao Cheng.

Just as he fell into the water, Gao Cheng grabbed his two ankles and lifted them up directly, hanging upside down in the water. The man struggled desperately to get out, but Gao Cheng wouldn't let him, and only when he struggled and saw the water bubbling that he dragged the man onto the bamboo raft and threw it there. Walking on a dangerous road, I don't know how dangerous it is, I don't know how kind of a woman is, so I don't think there is anything wrong with Gao Cheng's approach. Indigenous men are bound to really suffer before they know the trade-off. <