Ding Chen is not the kind of person who will easily believe in documents, although this small red sign with a glimmer of light is far more difficult to create in this era than a fake certificate, but Ding Chen still looked at this person again with a suspicious gaze, and then turned his head to look at the guide who was squatting on the car. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The guide looked at him inexplicably, then came to his senses, carefully examined the man standing on the road, shook his head regretfully, and said, "We have 100,000 people there, and I can't know every single one. ”

"Can't you then ask him something?" Ding Chen said in frustration: "There are always some things that only people in Bincheng know, right?" ”

The guide was obviously a little hesitant about this proposal, he hesitated for a moment, and said to Ding Chen, "I can try." ”

"That's because you haven't been to us, young man." The man under the highway said gently: "Life in Ben Cheng has always been very stable, and many areas are only open to certain groups of people, unless they are colleagues, so it is normal not to know about other people's work and life. ”

Then he looked at the guide, "If it were me, I'd ask us what we call Ben Cheng." "Even if we live in different regions, this answer is unique," he laughs. ”

Seeing the sudden look on the guide's face, Ding Chen felt that he should cover his face and sigh. It was obvious that this guy was not responsible for dealing with others in Cheng Bin's caravan, so he had no ability to deal with this kind of accident at all.

"Looks like I can only trust you." Ding Chen said unwillingly: "But your technique in maneuvering the parachute doesn't seem to be very good, and you will actually land so far away from the target." ”

"There will always be accidents." The man said, he slowly walked up the road and walked towards Ding Chen, "I know you still can't believe me, this is a good quality." But since you have a radio, why don't you ask Su Ying? ”

"Good idea." Ding Chen said: "And I seem to be able to ask her why the package became a person by the way." ”

"Maybe she just didn't think the time was right." The man whispered, "I can't answer for her." ”

With the light of the headlights, Ding Chen finally saw the appearance of this person clearly. This is a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, and of course he may be sixty years old. All in all, it's hard to tell your true age. This person's appearance is also very ordinary, so ordinary that the person Ding Chen remembered when he saw him for the first time turned out to be Cheng Bin.

If you look closely, you can find that this person and Cheng Bin look completely different, there is no resemblance at all, the only thing that is the same is the temperament of the two people, they both belong to the kind of guy who can disappear immediately when thrown into the crowd, you can never notice them at a glance when there is another person present.

Ding Chen took a deep look at him, walked to the window and stretched out his hand. Ye Dai immediately stuffed the walkie-talkie in his hand into his hand. Obviously, she had already thought of a way to confirm the identity of the person who came with Su Ying, but since Ding Chen didn't say it, she didn't take the initiative to do it.

After getting in touch with Su Ying on the radio, Su Ying also seemed to be surprised by what Ding Chen encountered. She paused for a moment before asking Ding Chen to bring the person back to the apartment.

Ding Chen put down the walkie-talkie, turned his head to this person and asked, "What do you call it?" ”

"Considering that we may not meet again in the future." The man said, "You can call me 'him'." ”

Ding Chen was stunned for a moment, and found that the breathing of the guide behind him suddenly became heavy. He looked at the man in front of him suspiciously, frowned, and said, "This is more like a code name, not like a name." ”

"Theoretically, all names are code names." "He," said mildly, "it makes no difference. ”

In fact, Ding Chen feels that the difference between a name and a code name is still very big, at least there will be no father who names his child "he". Of course, there is no need to discuss this with "him".

The feeling of bringing people back to the apartment with a package is completely different, considering that there is a possibility of famine in the apartment, there is really no way to make Ding Chen happy now that more and more people are now in a hurry. Of course, if you think about it from another angle, then everyone has to be hungry anyway, and maybe you can feel better if you are hungry with one more person. If you want to learn from Bei Ye, you can also be happy about the increase in the stock of reserve grain.

Before the truck could stop, "he" jumped out of the compartment, and his agility was not at all like an old man of his age, so Ding Chen naturally pushed his age forward, estimating that the actual age of this person was much younger than it looked.

When passing by Ding Chen's side, "he" patted the car door and said to Ding Chen: "Just unload the box on the car, the contents should not be used now." I'll just go in by myself, and you can go and look for the other boxes. ”

When he said this, his tone was as natural as if he were commanding his own buddies.

Ding Chen glanced at him and was sure that this person was not deliberately making fun of himself, so he had to say helplessly: "If you wish, sir." ”

"He" heard the meaning in Ding Chen's tone, smiled, and didn't explain, just pointed to the door of the apartment building and asked Ding Chen, "Where is it to enter." ”

Seeing Ding Chen nodding, "he" said, "Then good luck to you, you don't have to send me." ”

"Of course." Ding Chen said: "You don't look like you need someone to send it. ”

He waved his hand and turned to walk towards the building.

Ding Chen picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "He went in." Then he paused, and said, "Are you sure you don't have anything to tell me?" ”

Soon Carlo's voice came from the intercom, "Sister Su Ying went out to greet that person, are you going to talk to her?" ”

"It's okay." Ding Chen said: "I recovered a yellow box with the serial number four on it. ”

There was the sound of paper flipping over the intercom, and Carlo seemed to be a little far away from the pickup, so the sound became a little muffled. She said, "Yellow Box Four. "We've now recovered six of the 20 packages, five of which fell directly to the front of the building," she said. You were the first to come back with a package. ”

"If so, then I brought back two packages." Ding Chen said: "Don't forget to ask your sister Su Ying, if that person counts as one of the twenty packages." ”

The guide who stayed in the carriage cooperated with the others to move the box out of the car, then returned to the side of the cab, reached out and patted the top cover, signaling that Ding Chen could drive again, so Ding Chen ended the call, planning to settle accounts with Su Ying when he came back.

Two hours later, Ding Chen and Ye Dai, who were tired, returned to the small restaurant. At this point, it was already late at night, and the operation to collect the package was put on hold for the time being. On the one hand, it was because of the limited lighting conditions, and on the other hand, because the three cars did not have much electricity.

As it stands, sixteen of the twenty packages have been recovered, and only one of the red packages has not been found, and it should have drifted into the mountains along with the others. This is also the limitation of passive guidance technology when guiding airborne. If it is a weapon, even if the number of ground guides is insufficient, it is completely possible to implement a one-to-many scheme, and the person who is bombed does not care which bomb falls on the head first. But airborne is obviously not good, when the number of parachutes in an airspace is too dense, it is easy to entangle, if two parachutes are entangled at high altitude, not to mention attitude adjustment, it is difficult to say whether you can find a complete package.

The red package contains not only a large number of medicines, but also various surgical equipment and medical supplies, which greatly help the work of the medical staff. When Ding Chen returned to the apartment, the wounded who had been concentrated on the second floor had already quieted down, apparently receiving enough treatment during this time.

At this time, except for the occasional activity in the corridor, the second floor only has a strong smell of disinfectant to remind everyone that it also doubles as a hospital.

The men of the caravan still lived on the second floor, guarding the wounded by the way. The civilians who were brought back by the caravan were placed in the rooms on the fifth floor, and naturally there were people from the apartments watching them.

Ding Chen and Ye Dai didn't see anyone from the caravan in the small restaurant, according to Carlo, after the middle-aged man arrived, Su Ying took him to look at the radio, and the two of them went to the second floor, and then only Su Ying came back and didn't see the man again.

Ding Chen didn't sleep all night yesterday, he was so tired at this time, and he didn't have the energy to figure out who "he" was, so he and Ye Dai got a little stuff to fill their stomachs, and they were ready to go back to the room to sleep.

Ye Dai's room was on the fourth floor, so the two of them stood in front of Ding Chen's room door and said goodnight to each other. Ding Chen saw that there was no one in the corridor, and said to Ye Dai with a wink: "Why don't you sleep together?" It is possible to climb two floors less. ”

Ye Dai glanced at him, waved his hand to Ding Chen, and turned to leave, thinking that it was one thing not to climb the stairs, and it was another thing to be tired.

Ding Chen looked at her slender back, smirked, and then pushed the door open. Then he was suddenly shocked, reached out to touch the gun in his arms, and heard someone in the dark room laughing softly: "Don't you dare to enter your own room?" ”

"Is that you?" Ding Chen hesitated, let go of the hand holding the gun, walked into the room and closed the door smoothly, "What are you doing here?" ”