"Where?"

"Here, under my feet!" The colleague's voice trembled a little, and his face became ugly.

Django frowned, and subconsciously turned around, only to see a suspicious black object under his colleague's feet.

"Team Jiang, you said this wouldn't be...... In this kind of place, how can anyone still bury mines! ”

Django pressed his body to move away and said coldly, "Don't move." ”

"You ask me, I ask who to go."

It stands to reason that although Nepal is chaotic, Kathmandu is also a big city after all, and the chance of encountering such danger is less than 10%.

But these 10 percent were still encountered by them.

In the distance, two little boys sprang past them, running and turning back before they could return, looking at them strangely and suspiciously, as if they didn't understand what they were doing when they stood there stupidly.

It's like falling into an evil spirit.

Django also broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

Originally, he thought that it was just an abandoned mine, which was easy to remove.

But when I looked back and forth, I found that the location of the mine was very cleverly planted. If it is in vain now, I am afraid that after a bang, there will be only two broken corpses left here.

"You hold me up, don't move!"

"I'll call Wang Yue and them immediately and ask them to send professional personnel to deal with it!"

Django said, quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed other colleagues who were still in his dream, and briefly described the situation at the scene.

After making the call, the two waited in place for a long time.

It wasn't until dawn and the streets in the distance became noisy and lively that other colleagues hurried over with bomb disposal experts sent by the local police.

"Team Jiang Xiao Wang, you're okay!"

"It's okay, I can hold on." Xiao Wang bit his cheeks, if it weren't for the two hands holding Django, the whole person would have been shaky.

His calves were tense as if he was cramping, and the strength in his body seemed to be injected into his feet, and he felt lightheaded, as if he was about to faint.

Django also clenched his palms forbearingly, and said to the colleagues who came to help, "Wang Yue, come and let him catch it for a while, I'll rest, my legs are numb." ”

"What a team of Le Jiang!"

"Xiao Wang, don't be afraid, I asked before I came, these two are the best bomb disposal experts in Kathmandu."

"With them here, don't worry, your life will never be lost!"

"Oh, by the way, what's in your hand?"

"I see you've been holding on to it since just now, and you thought it was a wallet or something. Turned out to be an old phone? ”

Wang Yue said that Django remembered that there was still this stubble.

He turned around and took the phone from Xiao Wang's hand and said, "You two cooperate well with the bomb disposal experts, do you hear?" ”

"What about you?" The two asked in unison.

Django shook the phone in his hand and said, "I'll check if there's anything wrong with this phone." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and took out a pair of disinfectant gloves from his coat pocket and put them on, then sat on the side of the road not far away, opened his mobile phone, and checked the remaining traces inside one by one.

Phone inbox, blank.

MMS mailbox, blank.

Albums and folders, still blank.

The bomb disposal on the opposite side was carried out cautiously, but from the occasional whispered conversation between the two bomb disposal experts, it was known that the mines that Xiao Wang stepped on were only a little more complicated than ordinary mines, and they were not too difficult to stump them.

Django put his mind at ease, rubbing his tired temples and his eyes swept over and over his phone.

The phone, except for a layer of blood stained on the outside, could no longer find any suspicious traces.

But it was precisely because of this that Django was even more suspicious.

The traces that cannot be found are the most common mistakes that criminals make to cover themselves.

In a panic, or perhaps for some other reason, he or she dropped the phone.

Remember to remove all traces of use inside before throwing it away.

If you are so careful, you must not be an ordinary ordinary person.

Who could that be?

Django touched his chin and thought for a moment, then looked up at the other side of the path.

The mines under the feet of his colleagues have been discharged, and Xiao Wang slumped on the ground, drinking mineral water with a bit of joy for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

"Would you like a bottle of water from Team Jiang?"

Wang Yue felt Django's gaze and turned his head to shout at him.

Wang Yue is a well-known female man in the team, who usually acts in a hurry, and her voice is particularly loud.

Django was yelled at by her, and his tired spirit was swept away.

He threw his phone into the plastic bag he carried with him, put it in his pocket, and then got up and waved his hand, "I'm not thirsty, you guys drink." ”

"Then Team Jiang, you and Xiao Wang go back to the hotel to rest and rest, Xiao Wang told me about you last night just now, and when you wake up, we will continue to investigate."

"No way!" Django was the first to refuse.

But his eyes swept over his colleagues who had just survived the catastrophe, he frowned again, and his tone softened, "Wang Yue, you take Xiao Wang back to rest first, and then I'll go to the scene of the crime to have a look." ”

"Okay."

"Then Team Jiang, you will come back early to rest after reading it."

"I know, you guys go quickly!"

With that, Django turned and strode in the opposite direction.

The mobile phone in his pocket was shaking heavily, and as he walked, he was still thinking about the doubts that he had summarized yesterday and had not investigated.

Until Wang Yue called again and said that they had encountered something again.

"Something happened again? What's the matter? Django stopped abruptly, as if hearing hurried footsteps and the sound of leaves swaying on the other end of the line.

It's messy, it's noisy.

Wang Yue panted and ran after the two bomb disposal experts, and said into the receiver of his mobile phone, "When we were leaving the path just now, we received a call from the local police in Kathmandu saying that another bomb had been found in a jungle. ”

"I'm running with these two bomb disposal experts right now."

"People from the local police department said that they hadn't found so many bombs in the local area for a long time, so they were suspicious ......"

"Suspect someone did it on purpose to interfere with the view?" Django took her words.

Shen Yue blocked the row of thorny roses in front of him with his bare hands, and bent over to catch his breath.

"That's right."

"So I also came with me to protect these two bomb disposal experts."

"After all, they came out of the police station early in the morning for our business."

The wind seems to have stopped.

Django heard a hoarse and immature female voice speaking to a bomb disposal expert succinctly and clearly.

Wang Yue couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "This girl is so calm." ”

"I'm only 17 years old, I wasn't scared to cry when I saw the bomb, and my psychological endurance is really good."

Django's brow furrowed, and he unconsciously fell into his heavy pocket.

He twisted his eyebrows thoughtfully, Wen Wangyue, "Is there anyone else at the scene besides that little girl?" ”

"No, Team Jiang." Wang Yue looked around strangely, shook his head and replied to Django.

After the two finished chatting, they hung up the phone.

If it weren't for the fact that when he left the scene of the crime later, he went to a nearby telephone business hall with his colleagues and found Ji Luanchuan's mobile phone number in the deleted call records, maybe this matter would have passed like this.

But Django saw it.

Because Ji Luanchuan was a staff member of the program team, he was indirectly involved in the case, so at the beginning, Django got a copy of his information from his colleagues in the company.

That phone number, because the mantissa is rare, he subconsciously glanced at it a few more times.

Until I found this phone number again.

And the owner of this mobile phone is a local homeless man in Nepal.

When Django and his colleagues found the homeless man, he was sitting next to a wooden tower near Durbar Square, ragged and talking to tourists.

Visitors listen to it with great interest.

When I got closer, I realized that he was telling stories about the strange things he met when he was an ascetic, and he told stories in exchange for money to eat.

Django asked him why he had left his phone near the scene of the crime.

The homeless man quickly shook his head and said, "I don't have a cell phone." ”

"So what's going on?" Django asked, looking puzzled.

The homeless man twisted his gray beard and thought about it, and it took a long time before he suddenly realized that he patted his head and said, "I remembered! ”

"What do you remember?"

Django and his colleagues were all in the dark, waiting for him to tell him the clues.

Because on the surface, this homeless man does not look like a mobile phone who can afford to use it.

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