Obviously, this is not a guess that can be calmly accepted by the leper head.

He glared at her and said angrily: "It is impossible for him to open it, with the inferior craftsman level of Ye Guo, how can they unlock Master Chen's machine box?" ”

It sounds like this Master Chen should be quite a cow beer.

He was right in his analysis, the person who opened the box was indeed not a craftsman from Ye Guo, but a lowly traverser.

"I mean just in case."

Seeing that she had to ask for an answer, the leper head followed her words and imagined it, and then felt numb.

"If he really opens up, first of all, you and I will be assassinated by surveillance if we fail in our mission, and even for the Mo family, Nan Chen and Xi Ze, it will be an incalculable turmoil."

The consequences he recounted were so severe that Zheng Quqi was incomprehensible for a moment.

She was like a butterfly that had no intention of breaking into this plane, and then set off a huge storm.

At the same time, she also plunged herself into a huge crisis.

What should she do?

It's impossible to escape, because someone has been watching her secretly, and if she dares to escape, maybe she will end up dying quietly like Qing Ge'er.

But if you stay like this, you have to become a pawn in the game of all parties.

Her unintentional move turned the situation of the two parties upside down, and the consequences are something she can't afford now.

Zheng Quqi suddenly fell into a dazed anxiety.

"What's wrong with you?" The leper head looked at her wrongly.

Zheng Quqi waited for a while before he spoke: "You, you will cooperate with me unconditionally, right?" ”

The leper head was stunned for a moment: "We are tied together, I will naturally help you." ”

"Then tell me, how to find out the person behind the spy, I want to have a good talk with him, otherwise if he misunderstands that I have betrayed him, won't he miss our mission?"

The leper head was surprised: "How do you know I can contact him......"

She didn't know, she was just cheating.

"As soon as possible."

With that, she turned and left.

She has no choice, now she has already deviated from the original track, no matter which side she chooses, she is betraying, but she can still buy some time to survive in the cracks.

She looked at the sky.

Blame this fucking crossing! She is afraid of perversion, but she has to take the initiative to move closer to the pervert.

——

Physically and mentally tired, Zheng Quqi returned to the camp, went into the barracks to sleep, the house was burning charcoal, and the county also distributed a bedding to everyone, the sleeping conditions were far better than the Sang family, but she couldn't sleep over and over.

In fact, tonight, many people can't sleep.

At this moment, someone poked her waist with a finger.

Zheng Quqi wanted to ignore it, but the other party was like a laipi, and scratched it gently, like a primary school student who had to whisper.

She endured her anger and turned her head: "Something?" ”

A head came out of the quilt, a teenager, who had slept next door to her for a few days.

Curious, he asked her, "How did you do that?" ”

"What?"

"How did you put together those strange wooden tools that General Yuwen moved?"

In order to be quiet, she told him perfunctorily: "Can a five-foot hole be stuffed into a six-foot pillar?" ”

"Nope."

"In the same way, each piece of wood has its own uniqueness, they seem to be a mess, but they are as unique as the human body and limbs."

Her words were not profound, and the teenager understood.

"But there are stumps everywhere, and I might be able to pick them up and know it's not mine, but how can I know whose it is?"

"This can't be taught."

"Why?"

"Because it's my own mnemonic."

After saying that, she didn't pay attention to the person behind her, wrapped herself in the quilt and turned over to sleep, while the young man stared at her back quietly for a long time, and then turned around.

——

The next day, when the noisy sound sounded again at the construction site, the leper head came in and lost his temper: "You are still sleeping, where is my wood?" The other mountains are almost finished, and you are still lazy. ”

How many people, how many are she?

"Before noon, I'll move it all for you."

He smiled.

"Listen, everyone, she said that she can move all the wood on the mountainside back to our camp by noon, do you believe it?"

In front of people, he had to dissociate himself from her, preferably incompatible, this was a plan they had drawn up from the beginning, to prevent someone from being exposed and moving another person.

He thought he could respond to the call as before, but this time no one said anything, and the events of yesterday were still vivid, although they didn't believe it, but they didn't follow the leprosy to ridicule and ridicule.

"I'll help you."

The young man who slept next to Zheng Quqi said.

Zheng Quqi stretched his waist.

"No, I can do it alone."

The boy was rejected, and he didn't say anything more.

Zheng Quqi came to the river beach, and the wood that was fished up on the river was basically dry, and she removed the rattan nets in the river.

If it is carried by brute force one by one, it will take more than 100 trips back and forth, and she does not have so much time and strength.

She had to rely on the power of science, and she ran down the hill to push the previous twin carts up, two of which were needed, using the method of traction and the existing gradient to transport the wood.

This method requires accurate calculation of the force and friction, when the slope is constant, when the thrust is equal to the force, she can balance the forward or stop at any time.

This kind of extreme operation requires strength, ideas, and calculations, and it is estimated that others will not be able to replicate it at all.

After more than ten trips back and forth, she successfully delivered more than 100 pieces of wood to the gate of the camp at noon.

When everyone saw the mountains of wood, they couldn't believe it for a while.

"How did she do it?"

The gate of the camp was full of people, and they were all amazed.

Wei Yao, who had been monitoring the camp, had a full view of the whole process, and he felt that this black boy was a god.

Using the river to transport wood, using two cars to borrow the slope of the ramp to drag forward and backward, and moving at a constant speed, what else could she not think of?

He was excited and excited at the moment, and immediately shared the news with Yu Wensheng on the canal a few miles away.

After he took the letter, he raised his arm and let the black eagle soar away.

"Zebon."

"General."

After he read the letter, his fingertips carefully rubbed the corner of the paper, and the wind swept a trace of green silk on his bright red lips and teeth: "You say, who lost such a treasure, and now it falls into my hands?" ”