The modern me and the Republic of China her

Chapter 533 The Strange Caravan

"I swear to God, I've never seen that girl," he waved his hands again and again, "Xiao Lan never mentioned it to me!"

She stopped asking, and big drops of tears fell down.

"Don't cry, don't cry, if you cry again, let my mother and Dr. Zhang see that I have bullied you."

The girl raised her sleeves and wiped her tears vigorously, her cheeks were flushed.

The tears stopped, but the doubts in my heart became more and more difficult to solve.

A bullock cart carrying four people rushed towards a village ten kilometers away in the afternoon sun.
At five minutes to two in the afternoon, a black mass of people had already gathered at the gate of the city.

The vicinity has already been checked three rounds to ensure that there are no potential dangerous elements hiding.

The chief guarding the city led a dozen soldiers and saluted a black car respectfully.

Shi'an's father's special car is a typical American car.

The body is spacious, he leans against the comfortable leather seat, the military uniform is straight, and his eyes are bright.

The welcoming ceremony was short, but the security guards were very meticulous.

The general's chariot is in the middle, and there are cavalry guards on the front, back, left, and right sides.Ten more chariots followed behind the cavalry.

It is conservatively estimated that there are at least a hundred people.

Among the soldiers bowing their heads, one was quietly staring at the advancing convoy out of the corner of his eye.

If you observe carefully for a while, you will find that his military uniform is hastily put on, and the buttons on the cuffs are not buttoned.

However, everyone's eyes were focused on General He's car, and no one had the leisure to see if a workman was dressed neatly.

Not long after the convoy passed by at full speed, the officer suddenly became dizzy, swayed twice and fell to the ground.

The subordinates were in a hurry, put him on a chair, served tea, and patted his back.

The unbuttoned soldier ran into a nearby path while no one was looking.

After running for a while, after making sure no one was catching up, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After passing a small bridge, Qilan couldn't help but look under the bridge.

In mid-winter, a thick layer of ice formed on the surface of the river, shining brightly, as bright as a mirror.

He temporarily knocked out a soldier who was hiding in the thatch to go to the toilet, and then changed into this one.The military uniforms I robbed were of decent size, but they hadn't been washed for a long time, so they smelled bad.

With this "skin", it is much safer to move around the city.Just wearing it and waiting to meet Lu Shibin tomorrow night.

The gun I snatched was too long and a bit bulky.

Gotta get a pistol as soon as possible so I can keep it in my pocket.

Walking to a big fork in the road, Qilan was puzzled when he saw the ruts and horseshoe marks on the ground that divided into two roads.

It stands to reason that the He family's house is in the east of the city, so all the people should run towards the east.

What's wrong with the sudden split into two teams right now?
No matter how much speculation there is, it is impossible to see the truth.

He walked straight in the direction of He Zhai, quickening his pace.

Last time Shi'an and Li Yan agreed to meet to discuss saving Mrs. Lin, but they were imprisoned at home temporarily by their father, so naturally they didn't go.

I don't know if her father will be under strict supervision now that her father has returned to the city.

No matter how determined and courageous he and Li Yan are, they cannot be rescued without Shi'an's help to deliver the news.

The weather in the afternoon was fair, with some sunshine, the north wind stopped blowing for the time being.

There is a large bustling market in the east of the city. The new year is approaching, and there are a lot of new year's goods.

There were quite a lot of pedestrians on the road, most of whom were shopping for New Year's goods, which made a young man in military uniform look different in the crowd.

He squeezed and squeezed, and finally got away from the crowd and got into a relatively secluded alley.

That alley was familiar even if it was not familiar. At the end of it was the newspaper office where Jianhua worked, and a little further south of the newspaper office was the printing factory where Lin Yitang and Li Yan worked.

Master Lin works here every day.Li Yan was reluctant to let go of his work as a cook in the inn, and he had to go back to cook every weekend.

Today is Thursday, since I'm on the way, let's go and have a look.

The doors of the printing house were open.

A few workers had just finished dismantling an old printing press, and their bodies were covered in greasy dirt. They carried a bucket of hot water with a towel over their shoulders to wipe their hands and faces.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, they looked up, and when they saw soldiers, they all became vigilant.

"What do you, a big soldier, come to our factory for?"

"Look for a friend who is tall, with a southern accent, and has only been here for a month."

"Oh, it's the man introduced by Mr. Li. He's very handsome and works the night shift. Maybe he's still asleep now."

Qilan couldn't believe her ears.

How could Young Master Lin be so hardworking? !
Think back in September, he was holding an expensive folding fan, dressed in fancy clothes, and the image of a pampered son of a family was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Now I am willing to work in a printing factory and work night shifts. Is it because I am short of money?
After thanking those workers, he found a dormitory in the factory.The conditions are simple, but fortunately there are no windows, and it is an advantage that there is no wind in winter.

The innermost room was small, with the door open.There was no one inside.

When he approached, he found that Lin Yitang and Li Yan had only spread quilts and put two small boxes inside, and it was very crowded after one stop.

The biggest difficulty is not being crowded, but not knowing how to call people.

Calling him "Young Master" is too inappropriate, and calling him by his first name is afraid of being heard by plainclothes.

The boy lingered in the room for a while, when he suddenly heard a familiar dog barking, he was very pleasantly surprised.

"It's your first time wearing a military uniform, how awkward."

Lin Yitang carried a scented paper bag and came in with the little white dog.

"Snowball!" Qilan excitedly stepped forward to hold his hand, "You saved my puppy?"

"It doesn't matter if you save it, let's just pick it up."

Yitang casually recounted that he went to the river to tap ice to get water during the night shift, and suddenly saw a dog floating over on the ice floe.

There was a lot of blood on the dog's fur. It looked familiar and pitiful, so it was fished to the shore.

"I thought it was seriously injured, so I found all the ointment for wounds issued by the factory. After checking it several times, there was no wound, and it was someone else's blood stained on the white hair."

"Thank you, Young Master Lin," Qilan lowered his voice, "Xueqiu and Chen Xing were watched on the way out of the city. It fought with bad guys and fell into the river. We all thought it was sacrificed. It's a fate."

"Let's eat roast chicken together. Chicken legs and wings for you and Snowball."

Yitang went to the faucet in the corner to wash his hands, opened the paper bag and handed it to him.

"It's enough to give it some wings. I'm not hungry. It's my heart."

Yitang took a knife and dug out a pair of wings for the little white dog. He cut a few slices of chicken breast and chewed it slowly.

"Ah Yan hasn't come to work for three days. I'm too busy to go to the inn. You want to stop by and ask?"

"I thought you were in touch all the time. Li Yan has always acted more cautiously, but I didn't expect it to be a little strange recently."

Qilan sighed, and continued:
"I just came back from the gate of the city and got dressed. I ran into General He's convoy, which was fine, and they had to go in two directions. Did he also hear something?"

"This is hard to guess"

Yitang felt a sudden pain in his chest, and the chicken was stuck in his throat.

(End of this chapter)