The weather in August is hot and dry, and it will not take long to stand on the road and you will be roasted.

In the grass, Song Jian was tired and huddled there, stuffy and hot, hungry and thirsty, mosquito bites, plus there was a heavy rain last night, all the clothes were drenched, the rain and sweat were mixed together, in this hot summer, under the blazing sun during the day, the sun roasted a strong sour smell, who can stand this smell? This embarrassed appearance, day and night, even Song Jian himself felt that he didn't know how to get through.

Finally stayed up until dark again, Song Jian began to move slowly, bent his waist, looking around like a thief, for fear of being caught, although he achieved nothing, all his plans came to naught, but his little life is still there, there is hope for his small life, he can still contribute to the party and the state, he hopes that Shangfeng can understand his situation.

Next to a stone full of moss, there was a sound of "ding dong ding dong", Song Jianru saw the life-saving Guanyin Bodhisattva, saw the hope of life, he couldn't wait to pounce, lying on the ground, his head facing the sky, opened his mouth, let the spring water drip into his mouth, in such a hot summer, he really reached the extreme of hunger and thirst......

After Song Jian drank a meal of spring water, he sat on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking, but he felt tired, hot, and hungry.

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In the weeds of the rotten grave, a dark shadow was swimming slowly, he did not dare to stand up and walk, lest he expose the target and be caught, so he could only crawl forward with his waist bent, and he did not know what fate awaited him.

An abandoned black figure, barely half of his body, looked around secretly, then removed the granite cover that covered it, and then, leaping inside, covered the cover, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

He habitually touched a place, took out a candle, struck a match, the faint candlelight reflected his haggard face that was not a ghost or a ghost, at this time, he had no way out, he had to ask the master for help, otherwise, he would be all over, the master could not see him die without saving him, this person was none other than Song Jian, who was on the run.

Song Jian didn't care about 3721, set up the radio and began to send out the news......

The telecommunications section of the public security building is brightly lit, and several operators are watching intently for signals that may appear.

In the urban area, it is already the dead of night, the road is in the dim light, occasionally one or two people are hurrying on the road, there are occasionally one or two old people in the alley, a radio wave receiving car is driving back and forth in every street and every corner of the city indefinitely, at this time, the red light on the receiver suddenly made a "aggressive" sound, the red light began to flash non-stop, the receiver said: "The direction is northwest, there is a situation." So, the driver turned around and drove quickly to the northwest, the closer to the suburbs, the closer to the foot of the West Mountain, the stronger the radio waves.

Xiao Yong and Li Ming had just finished a meeting, since Song Jian escaped, they hadn't closed their eyes for two nights, they analyzed everything that might have happened, and just returned to the office, the phone on the desk rang urgently.

Xiao Yong picked up the phone: "Hey! I am. ”

I only heard the other party coming: "In the area of the rotten grave at the foot of the west mountain, there is a strong radio signal." ”

"Okay, understood." So, Xiao Yong immediately dialed Li Ming's phone again: "Comrade Li Ming, at the foot of the West Mountain, there are strong radio waves in the area of the Rotten Grave Gang, and it is possible that the Rotten Grave Gang is the enemy's den. Ask them to help. ”

"Yes, do it now!"

Xiao Yong just put down the phone, and there was a knock on the door again: "Report!" ”

This is Liu Fang's voice: "Come in!" ”

Liu Fang pushed the door in: "Report to the director, Radio 133 appeared again, the message used an ordinary password, and the content of the message was 'I can't survive outside, I want to go home, 100,000 are in a hurry, I hope to reply' The other party's radio station is unknown." ”

Xiao Yong said: "There is no doubt that it must be this kid Song Jian, he is already an ant on a hot pot, there is no way out, please pay close attention." ”

"Yes!" So, I went out.

In the area of the rotten grave at the foot of the West Mountain, strong flashlights pierced the sleeping night sky, and the people searching were like a fishing net spread, constantly surrounding and shrinking from several different directions, and finally slowly approached the area of the rotten grave.

Rotten grave hill, is a hill at the foot of the West Mountain, back to the mountain and facing the sea, it is said that the feng shui here is good, therefore, I heard that the Song family also has some ancestral graves here, Song Boxiong once wanted to occupy this cemetery, because, other wild graves, poor graves too much for fear of polluting the aura of the ancestors, therefore, only in one place to draw a large area, with his power at that time no one dared to approach the so-called cemetery of his family.

Rotten graves, in fact, are some rotten graves, overgrown with weeds, some ownerless graves, potholes, near some lonely old and sick to death, no money to bury, kind-hearted people with a bag of straw mats, dig a pit here, cover the soil, but, there are always a few wild dogs to pick up the corpses, dragged all over the ground, it is disgusting to see, plus the battle to liberate the coastal area started here, there are many casualties on both sides of the enemy, therefore, there were corpses everywhere here at that time, and later, a lot of migrant workers were sent to bury on the spot, therefore, here always gives people a terror, The eerie feeling, not to mention at night, even during the day, people are afraid to come close to this place in groups.

The scope of the search is getting smaller and smaller, next to the stones, the ancient tombs and caves, every ditch, the public security personnel, and the armed police soldiers do not let go of any possible place, and gradually it has narrowed down to the so-called Song family cemetery.

People from all walks of life, strong flashlights illuminate this rotten grave clearly, not to mention a person, I am afraid that even a mouse will not escape the eyes of everyone.

Li Ming looked carefully in front of a tomb, he always felt that something was wrong here, the weeds were trampled on, he looked carefully at the tombstone in front of the altar, there seemed to be signs of someone moving, he picked up a stone from the ground casually, knocked it, felt a little empty sound, so, he moved the offering platform hard, a hole was exposed, he shouted loudly: "Disperse!" So, he shone the flashlight inside, and the hole was just enough for one person to enter and exit, and he immediately jumped into it, and two more followed, and when he came below, he held a gun in his right hand and a flashlight in his left hand, and saw that there was a room as big as a room, surrounded by rocks, and there was a bed and a table in it, and the candles on the table seemed to have just been extinguished, and it was still smoking, and the transmitter on the table had not yet had time to be cleaned up, but it was empty, and they were wondering, Li Ming opened the bed board, and the flashlight and pistol were aimed at the bottom at the same time, black hole, it turns out that there is still a passage here.

The passage can only accommodate one person to pass, they go forward and backward along the passage, I don't know how many turns, next to an old tree, they opened the stone slab covered by weeds, and I don't know where this is, except for the "chirping" of unknown insects, it is pitch black everywhere, Li Ming said angrily: "Your grandmother's, run for this kid, see if you can run today, whether you can run tomorrow?" ”

In the dark grass, Song Jian was still frightened, God blessed and finally escaped, he was thinking about the scene just now, he had just finished sending the report, and he didn't have time to respond and clean up, only heard a sound above, he first felt that something was wrong, he couldn't care about everything, he got up and fled, thanks to the fast escape, otherwise he would become a turtle in the urn, and his life would not be guaranteed, for this reason, he was still trembling there like a mouse being chased.