Chapter 135 (Chapter 135...)

Yuan Jiang felt that Song Yao was probably causing trouble again.

Especially now, the children are walking around quietly and well-behaved among the police officers. They are very well-behaved. Not only do they not disturb the working police comrades, but they also smile politely at the adults around them from time to time.

The military comrades who were responsible for protecting them and the police comrades who were looking for them were obviously very attracted to this idea. Although they didn't say anything, just looking at their eyes and facial expressions, they all seemed to think that these students from the Youth Class of HKUST were very sensible. .

Only Yuan Jiang knew that if Song Yao and the others suddenly became obedient, they would most likely have some "bad idea."

His face remained calm, and he only followed a few children closely to prevent them from falling out of line.

Waiting until the sun set, Yuan Jiang immediately said to the leader Song Yao: "It's getting dark, we have to go back to the camp."

Song Yao knew this would happen. Brother Yuan Jiang might turn a blind eye to them following the police comrades around during the day, but not at night.

The child was secretly pleased with himself, and at the same time showed a well-behaved look on his face, and nodded in agreement.

Before he left, he did not forget to say goodbye to the police comrades who were still searching around him. His reluctant appearance made several police comrades unable to help but touch Song Yao's little head.

Song Yao said seriously: "Brother Yuan Jiang, let's wait until eleven o'clock before going back? At eleven o'clock, the police uncles change shifts. Maybe they can find someone before the shift changes."

This excuse is so false.

Since the truck was discovered, the police comrades who received the alarm have been searching the area all over the place. They searched even to the foot of the mountain peaks, but no one has been found.

How could Song Yao and the others be able to find someone before the shift changes as soon as they arrive?

Yuan Jiang knew that the child was looking for an excuse to stay, but when he saw Song Yao looking at him eagerly, as if he would immediately join Zhao Xiaodong in a coquettish attack if he didn't agree, he could only nod helplessly.

"We must go back at eleven o'clock at the latest."

Song Yao promised repeatedly: "Absolutely! Don't worry!!"

In order to save power, the children gave up their plan to use the sheep-herding plane during the day after discussion, and instead searched nearby with the police comrades who were looking for the missing person.

They also took the time to assemble the equipment in the car during the day. They could put it into use in an hour or two after going back. It was not a waste of time. Even if the sun set later, Wang Duo could draw a simple map of the nearby area. .

Everything was ready, just waiting for the sky to completely darken.

The night in the forest is not associated with silence. Just the chirping of insects is already lively enough, not to mention the presence of a bunch of people.

The locals who were watching the excitement have all gone back. Apart from the newspaper reporters who still want to squat near the peaks to collect photos and news of the scene, the only ones left here are the military comrades and the public security comrades.

The children successfully borrowed a tent and hid in it playing with the dummy and the sheep-herding plane.

Song Yao commented: "The night is dark and windy. It seems like we are doing something bad."

Zhao Xiaodong: "We are good people and we must do good things."

Song Yao felt that what he said made sense. After nodding in support, he stuck his little head out and tried to see if anyone outside noticed them.

After making sure that everyone seemed busy, the child sneakily stretched out his hand behind his back: "Up!"

Several other children also appeared sneakily, carrying the sheep-herding plane and the dummy and ran into the darkness.

Song Yao realized that he was about to break the queen, so he ran at the back without saying anything, and turned his head to look around from time to time. Suddenly he saw Yuan Jiang standing up, and he immediately smiled.

The child was not surprised to be discovered, and their movements were not too small. It would be strange if Brother Yuan Jiang didn't notice. Song Yao naturally had a way to deal with it. He first showed his teeth and smiled, and then... he turned around and ran away. .

Harae: ...I’m not surprised at all.

He followed them silently, and then heard a small buzzing sound as two things flew into the sky in the dark night.

Yuanjiang:?

Did he see it wrong?

Is the sheep-herding plane that long?

***

In a large mountain village among the mountains.

The three young men were locked in the house with dog chains. They were so hungry that they were weak. One of them had even begun to lose consciousness. The girl who was locked on the other side had water. She tried her best to carefully kick the water on her side, but because of The length of the chain is simply impossible.

A relatively sober young man licked his dry lips and whispered, "Don't bother, we are too far away and can't reach you."

The girl was unwilling to give in. If this continued, the young man might die of thirst.

She tried for a long time but it didn't work, and she felt even more guilty: "I'm sorry, if you hadn't saved me, you wouldn't have been arrested..."

The young man shook his head: "It's useless to talk about it now. Let's look for opportunities to see if we can escape."

That being said, he also knew how difficult it would be to escape.

I just say this to get some psychological comfort.

No one knows they are locked up here, they can't escape by themselves, and no one knows their whereabouts when they ask for help. No matter how you look at it, it's a dead end.

Leaning against the wall, the youngest young man, about 17 or 18 years old, raised his head and looked out the window with a dazed expression on his face:

"My grandma said that if we sincerely ask the gods when we encounter difficulties, the gods will come down to earth to help us..."

Others in the room didn't have the energy to say this was feudal superstition.

Now they can get some psychological comfort, at least it can make them feel better.

The young man leaning against the wall was staring at the outside and muttering something without a clear mind. Suddenly his eyes widened and he became energetic:

"God?! Are there really gods?!!"

The others in the room were startled by his suddenly slightly high voice, and subconsciously looked out the high window.

Under the moonlight, there really was a light fairy (the clothes were white) figure (made of paper, of course it was light) slowly descending.

They almost suspected that this was an illusion caused by hunger, because all this was too unreal.

Only the youngest youth ignored the chain around his neck and tried his best to get to the window:

"My grandma didn't lie to me. Fairies really come down to earth. This is the fairy who came down to earth. She must be here to save us..."

He was so hungry that he had no strength to make a sound, but he still tried to squeeze out a little sound to attract the other party's attention:

"Fairy! We are here!"

Perhaps he was confused by hunger. The young man felt light and fluttering. His mind was a mess. One moment, his grandma told him that fairies can fly. The next moment, they saw a girl with injuries all over her body getting off the car in the woods and trying to save people. It was very chaotic, but he still remembered that he wanted to ask for help from the fairy.

So he decided to ask for help with his hungry head, and even thought of praising the fairy's beauty to attract the other party's attention.

He thought optimistically that although his voice was so small that he couldn't hear it clearly, it was a fairy. Fairies can fly. Isn't it normal to hear such a small voice?

"Fairy, fairy, you are so kind, so cool! You are so good at flying, and, and..."

A gust of wind blew, and the "fairy's" head was blown crooked, twisting freely, facing the window and revealing the bloody mouth on her face.

Young man: "..."

He stared blankly and uttered stupidly:

"Fairy, you, you...

"You have a big mouth. "