The recruiter muttered, "This noisy guy is called Night Silence? Cut, what a weird name! ”

Yes, my name is Ye Bu Si, a poor man who has been strange for many years, from birth to the present, and will encounter strange things. Also the protagonist of the book. Of course, the protagonist is self-appointed. After all, I was the one who wrote the book; I am the one who has experienced the horrors; I was the one who had no choice but to bear the pain again and again.

If someone can swap the main role with me, I'm afraid I'll be eager to say yes right away.

Sorry, divergent thinking is running through the brain again. A lot of things have happened recently, whether it's Li Nuoyi or the guardian girl, it makes my head very messy. And there is one thing that is very imminent, that is the problem of Old Man Chen's bones. During this time, the old man Yang Junfei became more and more impatient, and he was very concerned about collecting the bones of Old Man Chen. And I, after experiencing the incident in Li Nuoyi's hometown, suddenly felt that if I let Mr. Chen's burial place go unchecked, I don't know how many families will be harmed. So it is rare to cooperate with the collection work of old men.

President Yang Junfei checked many classics, and searched for strange events around the world through his connections and intelligence. Finally found out some clues, he thought that an ancient Zhou family in Sichuan might have a certain bone of Old Man Chen.

The Zhou family is a little-known company with a declining family nature. The whole family mainly operates the beekeeping group of bees, and the product range sells honey, royal jelly, beeswax, edible beehives and other bee-related products under the slogan of pure natural.

However, due to the ubiquity of beekeepers in recent years, the price of their products has been declining. can still insist on standing under such a high-pressure situation, in Yang Junfei's view, it is already a trace.

Of course, for large enterprises, the Zhou family is not even a fifth-rate. But for the beekeepers in Sichuan, it is a behemoth. Most of the beekeepers in the country are scattered individuals, a family of two or three, with a canvas tent and more than ten or twenty beehives, chasing the flowering period to a certain mountain forest or grassland, staying for a few months, until the local flowers almost wither, then packing all the belongings away. Then hire a car to transport it to the next place full of flowers.

Beekeepers are hard-working, and they don't make much money from farming. Some people think they are romantic, but those in the know know that the word romance does not belong to such a vulnerable group.

But beekeeping is much better for the Zhou family, at least their group stocking is the envy of many scattered beekeepers. The Zhou family has its own fleet, 10,000 beehives, and employs 100 people. And legend has it that the bees of the Zhou family made other beekeepers very resentful, and his bees were strong, and other bee colonies would retreat in fear wherever they passed. As a result, the Zhou family camped in a place where even other beekeepers would voluntarily leave, lest their bees run out of honey.

As for the reason why the old man thought that their family hid Old Man Chen's bones, this rumor was also one of them. The provenance of the national bee is the same, why is the Zhou family special? Before I came, I also knew the difference between his bees and bees from other countries, and they were indeed much bigger. It seems to have some hornet features. I speculated that their bees might be a hybrid of a housebee and a wasp, but I immediately rejected it.

The hybrid traits with wasps have the potential to give bees a strong sense of exclusivity. It stands to reason that exclusive bees cannot be domesticated, after all, each hive is a colony for bees.

Aggressive and exclusive bees will definitely have a war between the hives and the hives, which will also cause a large number of bees to die, reduce the amount of honey and hive appendages, or even lose all their money. The Zhou family must have their own secrets about beekeeping.

The old man Yang Junfei inquired out of nowhere that the Zhou family was once prosperous in the Qing Dynasty because of a woman named Zhou Qian. The women of the Qing Dynasty had no status, but Zhou Qian could sit in the position of the head of the Zhou family for a lifetime, and no one had any objections.

It's not just charisma that can be explained. What's more, the information he got recorded that Zhou Qian came back from Jiaqing a certain year, and the clansman who went to beekeeping with her was said to be dead. Later, she married a cowardly man from the side of the Zhou family, and like a trace, she improved the original weak domestic bee physique, so that the entire Zhou family rose like a whirlwind in the status of beekeepers. Until now, the Zhou family has also used improved bees at that time.

The point is that it is recorded at the end of the information. Zhou Qian had a box in her hand, and she didn't know what it contained. After her death, she demanded that the box must be handed over to the direct family of the Zhou family for generations, and finally gradually became the heirloom of the Zhou family.

After reading this information, I couldn't help but be interested in the mysterious box. Although I was a little surprised that Yang Junfei got the information from, he could record the secret history of a family in such detail. But judging from all indications, it is indeed very likely that the box contains part of Old Man Chen's bones.

So I went to Spring City under the arrangement of the old man, and for a long time I wandered outside the office of the Zhou Group, waiting for an opportunity to infiltrate this legendary beekeeper family.

Coincidentally, several truck drivers in the Zhou Group quit their jobs because they couldn't stand the hardships of beekeeping. Of course, to be honest, I seriously suspect that Yang Junfei made the ghost. The company urgently needs a driver to drive because it has to rush to the next stocking site immediately.

This is an excellent opportunity. I got a fake truck driver's license, and someone casually taught me how to drive a truck for a few days, and then I applied for a job.

In fact, there was no suspense about my employment. The old man took care of everything, no matter whether he passed the recruitment interview or not, the poor Zhou Group might only be able to hire me in the end.

Against this backdrop, I successfully went undercover into this company. Looking back in hindsight, all that remains is a wry smile and remorse. It's like a game, a game that isn't set for anyone, but traps everyone into it. When I suddenly woke up, there was no way to turn back.

Everyone, can't escape!

At 3 a.m. on May 7, I left my hotel room and took my small luggage to find a taxi to the meeting place.

The building rented by the Zhou Group is bustling with activity, with more than 20 large trucks, mostly full of beehives. The staff in uniform yellow overalls were busy, constantly moving things from the building to the truck. I glanced at it, and it was all necessary for human beings, such as food, fresh water, oil, and so on.

I touched my head, and I was speechless. What kind of wilderness is this company going to go to the wilderness to release bees, and it has prepared such a complete range of survival materials.

I was about to find someone to ask me what I was supposed to do, when a young man came up to me and said, "Hey, you, it's you." Who allowed you in? Don't see the sign on the opposite side that idlers are not allowed to enter? ”

I hurriedly handed over the admission card, "I'm a newcomer who just came to class today, please take care of me." ”

The young man glanced at the card and nodded at me, "Your car is No. 13, be careful all the way, that car is a bit special." If something goes wrong, be careful! As a word of advice, don't open the carriage, that's the company's ban. Once you violate the dismissal, you won't want to get any of them. ”

After saying that, he walked away without looking back.

I shrugged my shoulders, thinking about the previous part of his sentence. It actually used 'something goes wrong, be careful, don't die.' 'Not' something went wrong and be careful to be fired. 'It's a long smell, is it that the car you are responsible for is loaded with flammable and explosive materials?'

I was a little worried, after all, I was an imposter driver who had just been able to pass the car and had only learned the truck for a few days. If you really carry dangerous items, there is definitely a high chance of losing your life. It's a headache, so let's go and see what's in our own territory first! If you are sure that there are dangerous objects, you will definitely have to rely on the transfer of jobs, and I don't believe that you will be dismissed rashly when there is a lack of manpower.

Truck No. 13 was not far from me, and I saw its number at a glance. Yellow body, painted with a large thirteen lettering. As soon as my eyes came into contact with the car, a bad pre-cold came to me.

The truck was parked in an abrupt position, far away from the remaining nineteen, as if it was a special presence in its own right. In the back of the car was a large container with a closed door and two ventilation windows on both sides.

It's over, I'm afraid it's really some dangerous goods inside. Otherwise, why is it sealed in a container, and the air window is deliberately opened to breathe? If you look at the rest of the trucks not far away, most of the cargo area is bare containers without lids used to carry beehives, and containers that are sealed but normal at first glance.

Only your own car is very special.

For the sake of everyone and their own lives, let's change the car and drive it.

For the first ten minutes of class, I was trying to figure out how to find an excuse to get through the trouble. But before I could think of a good solution, a strange sound suddenly came out of the No. 13 car. It's like water is flowing, and it's like a toilet flushing it. Then came a low tone that resembled a cough.

What's going on? How can dangerous goods make so many complex sounds?

My eyes stared at the carriage without blinking, and my kindness burned bright.

What's in there?

Maybe it's not just dangerous goods, right?

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