Trucks slowly shuttle through the endless flow of cars and people on the coast, and through the rising sun, you can see that as you continue to move westward, the tonnage of fishing boats docked in the berths not far away is getting smaller and smaller, and after a while, it will change from a giant ship of 100 meters to a medium-sized ship dozens of meters long;

Then it turned into a small fishing boat with a dirty appearance, the national flag erected on the bow of the ship looked in tatters, and the fish and shrimp on the deck were piled up, with a tonnage of tens of hundreds and hundreds.

At the same time, the environment on the dock is getting worse and worse, and domestic garbage is gradually appearing everywhere.

Zhang Muzi on the 'moving car' didn't care about this change at all, and only looked through the window of the car to find the figure of the old man who picked up fish yesterday, but unfortunately he never found anything, until the car was close to the end of the port, his face finally appeared with a happy expression, and told the driver: "Mr. Xu, stop the car." ”

Xu Yayun stopped when he heard this, with a worried expression on his face, when he came to the fishing market to transport goods a few years ago, he had never driven into the depths of the wharf, but he had vaguely heard rumors that there were often people here who smuggled rare animals, foreign 'thieves' and other illegal transactions, and the suspicion in his heart couldn't help but add a little inexplicable fear.

Looking at the young employer getting out of the car, whispering a few words to a dry and sloppy old man on the side of the road, and then climbed onto a small mottled fishing boat with rusty names at the berth, Xu Yayun couldn't help but feel a burst of regret for taking over today's work, and secretly decided that in the future, this kind of short-term work with a period of one or two days will never be done again, although the salary is high.

When he was thinking wildly, he suddenly saw his employer appear on the bow of the mottled fishing boat, waving vigorously to him, and shouting excitedly, "Mr. Xu, drive the car over..."

"Hey, I really don't know what society it is now, I look like a delicate young man who is still in high school, but in fact he is a 'brother' on the road..."Xu Yayun sighed, muttered to himself and turned the steering wheel, drove the car to the shore next to the fishing boat and stopped.

Soon, I saw a few sturdy sailors jumping out of the boat, after opening the iron door of the 'mover' container-style back bucket, and struggling to move boxes of dripping leather cardboard boxes from the fishing boat into the carriage.

It took more than ten minutes until most of the bucket was filled, and the sailors gasped for breath and closed the iron door again and returned to the ship.

At the same time, Zhang Muzi climbed down from the fishing boat, trotted all the way back to the car, and said to Xu Yayun with a comfortable expression on his face: "Mr. Xu, the goods have been bought, now let's go to the 'gold and silver paper shop' at the dock, do you know the place?"

The so-called 'gold and silver paper shop' refers to a shop that specializes in gold leaf paper money and ingots candles.

Since ancient times, the boaters who beg for a living at sea are the most superstitious, such as the five festivals and ten celebrations a year, the ships go to sea and dock to pay respects, so there will inevitably be gold and paper shops in large docks, which is not unusual, but it is rare for the owners of goods who can trade in the fishing port to go to the 'gold and silver paper shops' next.

However, at this time, Xu Yayun, who had already drilled the tip of the horns in his brain, felt that Zhang Muzi looked like a 'gangster rookie', but he didn't dare to say a word, nodded silently, started the truck, and drove the car to the fishing market wharf, in front of the gold paper shop that operates 24 hours a day, in the direction in his memory.

As soon as the truck stopped, Zhang Muzi jumped out of the car and walked into the shop, where the door beams were full of gold paper ingots strung with red threads.

The shop is not big, the length and width are only six or seven steps, only a middle-aged man with a goatee and a white vest Gu Dian, when he saw a customer coming, he just stood up and nodded politely, but there was no word in his mouth.

This is the rule of the paper shop and coffin shop, even if the customer enters the door, he must not ask casually.

Zhang Muzi looked at himself, and saw that his eyes were full of gold and silver, and he frowned unconsciously, his credit card advance limit was 280,000 yuan, plus the 150,000 yuan in cash given by his mother, and more than 10,000 yuan he originally had, a total of about 440,000 yuan, and at this time, he had spent 7788, and only 60,000 or 70,000 yuan was left.

And with yellow fine linen paper as the base, or smeared or pasted with gold powder, gold leaf, a small roll will cost hundreds of thousands of yuan, silver paper is at least hundreds, if you want to buy enough to buy the expected amount, tens of thousands are not enough.

"Boss, do you only have paper money here to burn for the 'True God General'?" asked Zhang Muzi, who was a boy and familiar with the different materials and styles of the coins.

"Sir, most of the paper money sold on the dock is burned for Mazu and the Dragon King, and can only be used in gold and silver, so it is all placed on the shop," listening to Zhang Muzi's expert, the boss replied expressionlessly: "The paper money burned to the Yin God and the dead is in the warehouse behind." ”

"I buy 'green paper money', and I will ask for as much as you have. Zhang Muzi said in a hoarse voice.

The so-called 'green paper money' is on an inch square of yellow coarse linen paper, covered with the word 'Tongbao' two round blue seals, is the cheapest kind of paper, a whole knife is only twenty or thirty yuan, the 'press' is very little, generally 'gold and silver paper shops' have a large number of inventory.

Therefore, when the boss heard this, he was stunned for a moment and said: "Sir, the 'green paper money' in my warehouse is calculated by the ton." ”

"Then I'll buy it. Zhang Muzi said and took out a few 10,000 yuan bills from his pocket and handed them over, and after more than 20 minutes, the money was exchanged for a full fifteen boxes of paper money, occupying the remaining one-third of the space in the back bucket of the 'moving car'.

When the truck started again, Xu Yayun, who thought that he was pulling the absurd combination of contraband and dark paper, was already in chaos, and when Zhang Muzi told him that his next destination was a small town called 'Tiangong' on the outskirts of Yuanbei City, he didn't even have the mind to continue to guess, so he left the fish market wharf and drove towards Tiangong Town according to the instructions of the 'navigator'.

At this time, it was already dawn, and medium-sized trucks could no longer pass through the downtown area, so they could only detour along the ring road of the city, so it took more than an hour to finally turn onto the provincial road and come to the outside of Tiangong Town.

Seeing the familiar bushes and mountain roads on the outskirts of the town from afar, Zhang Muzi, who was about to implement the most critical part of the plan, unconsciously surged a red tide on his face, and he commanded in a low voice: "Mr. Xu, let's not enter the town, do you see the dirt and stone road on the side of the road, you turn in and go forward." ”

The abandoned mine outside Tiangong Town has just occurred in the vicious case of the mysterious disappearance of more than 20 people, and all kinds of speculation, analysis and related reports can be described as overwhelming, attracting the attention of the whole people.

Therefore, according to the instructions of the employer, he drove up the undulating dirt road for a while, and the color pictures in the newspaper and the scene in front of him gradually merged in Xu Yayun's mind, making his face turn pale.

After that, two policemen, one fat and one thin, one tall and one short, stepped out of the back seat of the police car, came to the window of the truck, poked their heads to look at the scene in the car, and asked Xu Yayun directly: "Sir, there was a serious case in the mine not long ago, what are you doing here?"

"I was hired as a driver and it was up to the boss to decide where to go. Seeing the policeman Xu Yayun's heart was relaxed, and there was an inexplicable fear, and he subconsciously pointed to Zhang Muzi beside him and said.

The two police officers were stunned for a moment, and then they focused on the young man in the passenger seat.

In the eyes of his friends, Zhang Muzi is a wealthy family, greedy and delicious, likes to stay at home to collect movie and drama models that he is interested in, is simple-minded and easy to be deceived, and has a slightly eccentric and withdrawn personality in front of strangers.

Such a description can be said to be not far from him in fact.

It's just that as the so-called 'things must be opposed', some people who usually seem to be gentle, careless, and easy to compromise are really forced into a desperate situation, and the courage and meticulousness that erupt in their personalities are often jaw-dropping, and Zhang Muzi has such a 'other side', this time it seems reckless to come to the abandoned mine cave in Tiangong Town, but in fact, when he was already lying on the hospital bed, he calculated a qiē.

According to official reports, after the incident, the Yuanbei City Police Department cordoned off the entire abandoned mine area and organized a search and rescue team of more than 1,000 people to go deep into the tunnel, which took 72 hours and found nothing, before having to give up the search and rescue.

After that, according to common sense, the relatives and friends of the missing people will naturally gather at the abandoned mine, and some of them will definitely search for themselves with luck;

The other part of the desperate people will cry and worship their missing relatives, ninety percent of the relatives who have died, so that after two days of trouble, the futile search and rescue people will become desperate, and the already desperate people will become exhausted.

According to Chinese customs, people will return to their souls after seven days of death, and if they do not want to become lonely ghosts, they must hold a spiritualist ceremony, and be buried in a mound under the guidance of the mage and then hold a funeral, which is bound to be busy for several days for their families.

After all, people are flesh and blood, and after five days of heartbroken pain, they know that they will continue to suffer on the seventh day, and their relatives and friends will inevitably rest a little on the sixth day of the crime to make some preparations for the funeral;

In the same way, the media people who track down and report on the 'disappearance case' will definitely take a holiday to regain their energy on this day, so that tomorrow they will have enough body to follow up on the sensational scene when the soul is introduced, so Zhang Muzi decided that today is the best opportunity for him to implement his plan.

It's a pity that the world is impermanent, there are always accidents, and he never thought that he would be blocked by the police on the mountain road before he reached the abandoned mine.