Chapter Eighty-Seven: Being Led Away

Ye Chengkang didn't go out all day the next day, Ye Yongji thought that Mr. Jin of Ming Pao was very anxious, and nowadays writers are very noble professions, Ye Yongji also came to his room to see him, and asked him to write a manuscript seriously, Ye Yongji is one of Ming Pao's loyal readers, and said that he hopes he can write a better novel than "Heroes", so that they know that the old Ye family also has a cultural person. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Ye Chengkang agreed with a smile, and Ye Yongji also asked what he was sending Fang Qiaorong out for. Ye Chengkang replied: "A friend of mine, Lin Qingxia, her ancestral home is Shandong, she once had a sister who was put in her hometown by her parents and not taken to Taiwan, I promised her to help her find it, and it happened to come over, so I sent Rong Rong over to help me find it, and I did my best." ”

"That's how it was in those days, anyway, there aren't many things to do, we have to go back in two or three days, remember to ask Fang Qiaorong to come back early. ”

"Rongrong will come back tomorrow and tomorrow, and it won't delay the trip, if it's too late, you can go back first, and I'll wait for her here." Ye Chengkang didn't dare to say it to death, if Fang Qiaorong was injured, it was estimated that he would stay here for a little longer. At least for now, it is not certain that Han Xuefeng will not calm down.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Chengkang was sitting on the phone, he was holding a pen in his hand, he was spinning, Zhao Fei was walking around, Ye Chengkang said: "Don't go anymore, you have been walking for about ten minutes, if you don't faint, I will faint." ”

"I'm in a hurry, why haven't I called yet? It's past three o'clock. Zhao Fei stopped, staring at the watch in his hand and the clock hanging in the hotel room, when he was complaining, the phone rang, he hurriedly walked to the telephone, next to the telephone is a set of monitoring equipment, this set of equipment is the latest equipment that Zhao Fei borrowed from the military region, but Ye Chengkang is scoffing at this set of equipment, this positioning equipment is too far behind, it is estimated that the positioning radius of a few kilometers is enough to choke.

After the bell rang three times, Ye Chengkang picked up the phone receiver, "Hey?"

"Kang Shao, I think you already know who I am, are you ready?" The voice on the other end of the phone was hoarse, and it was estimated that his life was not easy.

"Old Han, what's wrong with Rong Rong, don't involve others in our grievances, let Rong Rong go, and I'll deal with it with you. In order to cooperate with Zhao Fei's monitoring, Ye Chengkang's voice was relatively slow.

"Kang Shao, I know that I am alone now, if I don't have some chips, you won't pay attention to me, this woman is in my hands, don't worry, I still have principles, I will help you protect this woman very well. Han Xuefeng said.

"I want to hear her voice and make sure she's safe. Ye Chengkang received Zhao Fei's gesture, meaning that he would have to delay for a few more minutes.

"I believe you should be able to prepare the car, there is a convenient telephone hall here on Zhulin Street in Lin'an, Zhejiang, I will call at seven o'clock, I will wait for you." Han Xuefeng hung up the phone with a smile.

"Hey, wait. Ye Chengkang listened to the busy sound inside and put down the earpiece, "How is it, Brother Fei, is there any result?"

"There's no way, I'm still not familiar with this equipment, let's go, now I can only be led by Han Xuefeng's nose. Zhao Fei put down the equipment in his hand and shook his head and said.

"Let's go. Ye Chengkang picked up the jeep key on the table and exhaled.

Ye Chengkang and Zhao Fei did not alarm anyone and walked out of the hotel through the back door, it is about 200 kilometers from Shanghai to Lin'an, Zhejiang, and with the current level of the road, it takes four hours to rush over.

Zhao Fei and Ye Chengkang took a map and planned the route, Ye Chengkang drove the jeep to Lin'an, Zhejiang first, and Zhao Fei followed.

Seven o'clock is still about ten minutes, Ye Chengkang found the convenient telephone hall that Han Xuefeng said, there was no one in the telephone hall, Ye Chengkang looked around, almost all of them were ordinary people, Ye Chengkang found a chair and sat down, nearly four hours of driving made him a little choked, mainly because the road is bumpy now, and he is used to driving a smoother highway.

The phone rang at seven o'clock on time, and the aunt who answered the phone called, is there anyone surnamed Ye, answered the phone.

Ye Chengkang quickly stood up, "Yes, yes, thank you." ”

"Kang Shao, it's very punctual, take a rest, go southwest to Daming Mountain, I'll wait for you there, don't let me wait too long." Han Xuefeng's voice smiled and hung up the phone after saying a word.

Ye Chengkang didn't say anything, hung up the phone, paid one yuan to the aunt who answered the phone, and walked out the door.

Ye Chengkang bought some food on the side of the road, beckoned Zhao Fei, who had just arrived, to eat something and pad something, and the two of them continued to rush to Daming Mountain.

Daming Mountain is located in the southwest of Lin'an City, because of its flat peak, wide up to 1,000 acres, also known as 1,000 acres of fields. The scenery of Daming Mountain has its own characteristics in four seasons, the mountain flowers are splendid in spring, the stream is murmuring in summer, the mountain is full of red leaves in autumn, and it is covered in silver in winter. It is famous for the superb scenery of "a blue lake, ten miles of secluded valleys, hundred-zhang waterfalls, thousands of acres of grassland, 10,000-meter caves, peaks roaring in the sky, and boundless forests and seas". It is truly the best in East China, the only one in the south of the Yangtze River, and the fairyland-like Daming Mountain. The climatic conditions and geological conditions of Daming Mountain are similar to those of Yellow Mountain, the mountain color is like a daisy, just like the splashed ink landscape in the Chinese painting, strange pines, strange stones, sea of clouds, peaks and forests emerge in endlessly, called "Zhejiang Little Yellow Mountain". The height difference of the terrain reaches more than 1,000 meters, so the mountains are high and the valleys are deep, the mountains are stacked on top of each other, the group is towering, and the momentum is very magnificent.

Ye Chengkang and Zhao Fei are not in the mood to see the scenery now, Ye Chengkang parked the car at the foot of the mountain, looked around and climbed up the mountain, Zhao Fei will not come up so quickly, he made an appointment with Ye Chengkang, at least wait for half an hour before going up, and his car is parked relatively far, Zhao Fei is holding a sniper rifle in his hand, in Zhao Fei's words, I have to avenge Rong Rong, at least I can't make him better.