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There are countless roads leading to the river, large and small, but the two most recent and convenient are a wide road and a shortcut through the slum to the danger centre.
I don't know who arranged it, Huangfu Xiong was actually with Chi Huizhu, who looked at him everywhere, and planned to go to the slums, and that Chi Huizhu had no objection and readily agreed!
So the four of them set off at the same time, and the car drove towards the highway, speeding down the wide road. The two cars went one after the other, and they went recklessly, not knowing when they would be able to come back.
It's not far away, and when you leave the highway and drive on the asphalt road on the edge of the country for a while, the car appears in a desolate urban area.
On the way to the road, there were very few people encountered, and Huangfu Xiong was a little skeptical that the high-rise buildings in the forest on both sides would be empty. However, this is only a corner of the city, maybe it is not as prosperous as the city they live in, and this remote area may not be inhabited.
At the end of the highway, Huangfu Xiong had already noticed that the air atmosphere here was abnormally oppressive, but perhaps it was just because there were few people here. After all, it's still a long way from that sin market.
When he came to a "D" intersection, the car that had been following Huangfu Xiong separated from him, and then the girl who was sitting in the co-pilot and had never said half a word looked at the road in front of the car that was gradually narrowed and sandwiched in the corner of the city.
"From this trail there is a wide road that leads you directly to the only five-star hotel here, where you can park and hike into that dangerous area."
"Hmm~" Huangfu Xiong nodded, holding the steering wheel intently, looking at the narrow road in front of him, which could barely accommodate two cars driving side by side, showing a rare serious and solemn expression, and at the same time revealing that Huangfu Xiong was struggling to be nervous in his heart.
The car moved forward steadily, and from a distance, you could see that the roads and buildings in front of it were gradually dilapidated, and then Chi Huizhu reminded in time:
"Now we just have to keep walking, and we can see a group of dilapidated buildings in front of us, and there is a slum, and we need to walk north from the middle of the slum."
The car is constantly slowing down because the road here is becoming more and more difficult to navigate, and the uneven and dilapidated road surface makes the whole body move in a shaky way, as if this is also a symbol that this mission may be like this road, not smooth.
The humidity of the air was very high, and the air was confused with the faint aroma of turf and the stench of some garbage rotting, which made Chi Huizhu unhappy and hurriedly closed the car window. And Huangfu Xiong is still tight-faced.
When it came to a dilapidated fork in the road where it was almost impossible to see the gate of a neighborhood, the car stopped, because, according to Chi Huizhu, "I passed through this abandoned residential area and arrived at the most chaotic area of the market!"
This forgotten and abandoned neighborhood has become a place for homeless homeless people.
It can be vaguely seen that many people once lived here, but for some reason, the aborigines here moved away from this once prosperous place.
The car started again, turned around and drove into the door that no longer had a gate, looking at the empty and dilapidated buildings, Huangfu Xiong's heart had an uneasy feeling, this state was very bad, Huangfu Xiong forced the intuition that felt that today might not be as smooth as he imagined, and drove into this forgotten area of the world.
The weeds on both sides are overgrown, and a concrete road in the middle that I don't know how long it has been built has also cracked, but dense weeds still grow strong in the cracks.
In some of the houses on both sides, which were still relatively intact, people in ragged clothes could be vaguely seen shaking there, and the deeper the car went, the more people could be seen.
Nearby, there were many dirty and "black" people who had been exposed by the wind and sun, and they had been staring intently at the vehicles that had broken into this place, wondering what they were thinking, perhaps they were thinking: "What are these people here for, are they here to expel them?" Could it be the developers who are coming to destroy their rare home? ”
Or maybe they are thinking: "The people in the car, could it be some tycoon to rescue these people who have been poor by birth and teach them to get out of misery!" ”
But the car didn't stop because of what they thought, or walk down a dignitary, or walk down a pot-bellied developer.
The car continued to move on, and the Huangfu Bear was silent all the time on the bumpy road, which was neither long nor short, but this was different from the silence before the previous storm. Chi Huizhu, who had been observing him coldly beside him, could clearly feel that the Huangfu Xiong's gradually lowered eyebrows and changing eyes were revealing a signal that he was thinking unhappily.
Towards the end of the drive, the outline of the market hidden behind the woods could already be seen in the distance, and the Huangfu bear actually saw a large area of farmland.
The farmland is intricately planted with all kinds of crops, peanuts and corn grow together haphazardly, presumably the people who planted it do not have complete agricultural knowledge, just sowing hope indiscriminately, blindly waiting for the harvest.
"Presumably, these people have been living on these lands!" Looking at the crops growing in these fields, Huangfu Xiong did not feel at all that anyone would be satisfied with this land.
He was about to leave this oppressive living quarter, when an inconspicuous small house made of straw on the side of the road attracted the attention of Huangfu Xiong, not the unbearable earthen house, but a large iron cage in front of the house.
The iron cage has rusted and blackened, and the color is almost integrated with the color of the corroded house, but the poor creature locked in it is still clearly captured by the sight of the Huangfu Bear, it is not a cat or dog, but a person, a dirty child who looks only ** years old and skinny.
At this time, the car had already driven to the door of this hut, looking at this cage under the open air, without any cover protection, I don't know how long it had been locked up, how long it had been in such a decadent state, looking at the hard and moldy wooden board that was sitting on the cushion in the cage, bowing his head and not saying a word, Huangfu Xiong brought the car closer to the side of the road, and rolled down the window on the other side at the same time.
Chi Huizhu, who was sitting on the side of the car window rolled, naturally saw the child and found Huangfu Xiong's reaction, but seeing Huangfu Xiong's movements and solemn expression, to her surprise, the smug and heartless chief would care about a child who didn't want to care at this time.
But she doesn't want Huangfu Xiong to have any accidents in this matter now, that child is indeed pitiful, but this slum matter is so tricky that even the government is powerless, what can he do with a Huangfu Xiong, if it is not handled well, I am afraid that it will cause a big trouble here.
"Sir! We now have other tasks, and these people's affairs are out of our control, and we can't control them, if ... Chi Huizhu's cold voice came from beside him, but Huangfu Xiong didn't seem to hear it, and his eyes never left the child in the cage in front of the hut outside the car.
The car stopped there and didn't move, and the two eyes of the car were on the hut. The gaze did not waver at all, and Huangfu Xiong was thinking about what to do now, whether to leave? Or continue to stop here, powerlessly watching, powerlessly thinking!
Qingyi Literature.