Since The Red Moon Appeared

　　 "Mr. Xu, please tell me everything as it is, don't try to hide it."

　　 "You should understand that if I want, I can use another method to make you speak!"

　　 Chen Jing drove a jeep on a long winding road without street lights. Lu Xin sat in the back seat honestly. By his side, it was Mr. Xu and Xu Xiaoxiao, who had just bandaged his wrist injury and took strong painkillers. Both of them were huddled in the back seat, far away from Lu Xin, and Lu Xin had two of them in the three seats.

　　 It can be seen that the two father and daughter were hit hard at this time.

　　 In front of and behind the jeep, there are four more vehicles. In each vehicle, there are fully armed soldiers, accompanying them all the way.

　　The intertwined lights tear apart the dense night surroundings from time to time, and illuminate the snow white.

　　 Chen Jing spoke calmly while driving the car. There was a kind of calmness that held everything in her hands.

Mr. Xu in the back seat hesitated slightly, as if he wanted to say something hard to express his protest, but he looked at Chen Jing driving in front and Lu Xin sitting calmly next to him, thinking about his own things again. The end of private armed...

　　 He sighed in a low voice, and said in a hoarse voice: "Actually, I don't know much..."

　　 "I...I just feel sorry for the artworks buried in abandoned towns..."

"Actually, in fact, many people in the main city have done the same as me. We just funded some waste search teams, let them enter the major abandoned towns, and search for some works of art. In such a madness In this era, what we lack most is the pursuit of beauty. A piece of moldy bread is more important than all the chaotic era. It should be over..."

　　 "……"

　　 Chen Pu interrupted him: "I heard your lectures during my training at Qinggang University, so now you can skip these feelings."

Mr. 　　诜 was taken aback.

　　 Lu Xin said kindly on the side: "She meant to let you directly talk about the important points!"

　　 "……"

Mr. Xu’s expression was a bit complicated, and after a while, he said with a little downcast: “I regularly fund some search teams to find some valuable artworks, and give them remuneration and compensation according to the different artworks, and then ...And then through some of my personal channels, transported to the main city, collected, or shared with like-minded people..."

　　 added another sentence: "I think you understand, such a thing is not uncommon..."

　　 Chen Jing nodded expressionlessly, her voice raised slightly: "Continue!"

　　 "It's the same this time..."

Mr. Xu was silent for a while, and said: "I received a message from the wasteland reclamation team outside saying that they had just returned from an abandoned big city not long ago and found some good things inside, including a list attached. It includes two Chinese paintings, a set of fully preserved Hainan Huanghuali Ming Dynasty furniture, a suitcase of jewelry and necklaces, and several ancient jade carvings..."

　　 Chen Jing interrupted him and said, "When did it happen?"

　　 "This... is already two months ago..."

Mr. Xu was silent for a while, and then replied in a low voice: "Because I was a bit unable to get out of my body at the time, so I asked Xiaoxiao to go out and join them. In fact, she had done it several times before. The captain also knew him, but... I just didn't expect that as soon as she came back this time, something went wrong. I have been busy helping her heal, and even the goods are piled up in Bengbu Port..."

　　 "You should feel lucky!"

　　 Chen Jing said indifferently, and said, "If it wasn't for her, these things must have been shipped into the main city."

　　 Mr. Xu was dumb at once, and after a long time, he sighed.

　　 "It's your turn, Miss Xu."

　　 Chen Jing didn't say much any more, but the cold words pointed at Xu Xiaoxiao who was nestled in Mr. Xu's arms.

The girl seemed not at all energetic at this time. She lost a whole hand and shed a lot of blood. If it hadn’t been for Chen Jing to inject her with an injection, she must have passed out in a coma at this time. Although he was still awake, he was sick and lacking energy. Hearing Chen Jing's words, he just glared fiercely at the back of Chen Jing's head and looked away.

Lu Xin next to 　　 felt a little strange. At this time, she actually dared to resist, something was abnormal.

　　 Mr. Xu suddenly became a little anxious, and hurriedly said: "Xiaoxiao..."

　　 Before he could persuade him, Chen Jing frowned impatiently.

　　 Through the rearview mirror, her gaze turned to Xu Xiaoxiao, her voice became a little deep, very penetrating.

　　 "There is always a secret in my heart, it's very hard, right?"

Lu Xin noticed that her pupils turned red at this time: "So, you should tell me everything you know and tell me all the secrets in your heart. Only in this way can I help you share those secrets, right. Isn't it right?"

　　 Lu Xin noticed that Chen Jing's words this time were gentler and more detailed than the previous few times.

　　 He has seen descriptions of "hypnosis" in old movies, but Chen Jing did similar things, but the specific methods were very different.

　　 is different from those who are hypnotized who need to use the right means at the right time.

　　 Chen Jing, this is more like a kind of mandatory hypnosis.

　　 No matter how gentle the voice is, the way is very rough and direct.

Listening to her words, Xu Xiaoxiao's expression suddenly became a little dazed. From the previous resistance, she slowly became dazed, as if she had suddenly fallen into a dream. She was clearly still awake, but she looked a little bit different. The appearance of sleepwalking, murmured:

　　 "I was... when I went to their camp..."

　　 "The people in the search team are dead..."

　　 "……"

　　 Mr. Xu was a little surprised, and cried, "Major Chen..."

　　 "Let her say it!"

　　 Chen Jing said calmly: "She is now in a deep hypnotic state. If you want her to become an idiot, try to disturb her."

　　 Mr. Xu hurriedly closed his mouth, anxious and worried.

　　 And Xu Xiaoxiao has dumbly told everything together: "They...the way they die is terrifying."

　　 "I saw several team members, they were all unclothed, they hugged each other, and some even hugged a pig's head..."

　　 "They all have a lot of bullet holes, and the person who fired the shot was... the captain of the search team."

"I know him, his name is Shenbaohui, a very loyal person, that is... he sat on a chair and shot the teammates. The submachine gun was at his feet. Bian... and he, he died too, and he pierced his chin with a pistol..."

"I don't know what happened to them. I hurried to check what they said before and found... I found that the things they brought back from that city are still there, and... and there is one more thing they haven't mentioned before. ..."

　　 "That's a painting!"

"The other things are still sealed in boxes, only...only the painting, which was placed in the middle of their camp, on a wooden shelf covered with a layer of black cloth, looks...it looks like It seems to be temporarily covered with a black cloth..."

"I...I asked all the things to be packed, and through bribery to the old guards of the patrol army, they were transported into the temporary warehouse in Bengbu Port, where they were sorted and sorted. I...I took the painting. Because...because I can see...they attach great importance to this painting and think it is very valuable, so I intend to appraise its value, so...then the black cloth..."

　　 "……"

　　 When she heard this, Chen Jing in front of her frowned.

　　 Lu Xin, who was sitting in the back seat, also turned his head slightly, listening very seriously.

　　 Mr. Xu wanted to speak several times, but in the end he just sighed and let his daughter go.

He also knew that after confessing the whole thing, his own path would definitely be over, and it would also affect many people. This was also the reason why he didn't want to be known by others in the first place, but it was already here. One step, what else can be done?

　　 "That picture... so beautiful..."

　　 Xu Xiaoxiao is still at a loss, but when he mentions this painting, his pupils that hardly move are still slightly bright.

　　 There is even a faint sign of breaking through this confusion.