After being busy until the sun rose, Zhang Jing finally had time to open the photo album that caused the murder.
It's not classified content, it's just a photo of Citizen soldiers scalping indigenous people. The content is cruel and bloody. There are 52 photos. They are well preserved and relatively clear.
I don’t understand. If a man and a woman knew the contents of the photo album, why didn’t they ask the original owner to buy it in advance?
Unable to guess what the story behind it was, Zhang Jing was thinking about how to sell the photo album at a good price. This kind of thing can be described in one sentence as "my arsenic~frost, others' molasses." '
For Zhang Jing, it is just an ordinary photo album, but it is priceless to those who need it.
"Wang~"
Smarties barked to show that he was hungry.
Zhang Jing apologized, and Smarty Dou worked all night, taking out its two dinner basins, pouring water into one basin and steak in the other.
After breakfast, Zhang Jing came to the backyard air raid shelter again. Goldfinger said there were clues here.
What exactly are the clues?
The inside of the air-raid shelter has been evacuated and cleaned. Because of the presence of golden fingers, it is certain that there are no traps.
Another morning passed. Zhang Jing couldn't find any clues and was so angry that he wanted to blow it up!
Just do what you think of. There are three AA-12s in the backpack space. They are known as the most powerful handheld firearms on the surface. Each of its bullets is a small grenade.
There are three types of matching bullets in the Mithril space, steel-core armor-piercing bullets, high-explosive bullets, and incendiary bombs. The bullets are shaped like thick crayons. There are 500 rounds of each type. I have never used them since I bought them, but they finally came in use today.
One hundred high-explosive bombs and one hundred incendiary bombs were left on the spot. When Zhang Jing was about to return to the entrance to detonate them, someone rang the bell from outside the door.
After hastily putting away all the ammunition, Zhang Jing came to the front door again.
"Is something wrong?" Zhang Jing asked two white male police officers through the door.
"Where's Mr. Bullard?"
"I am the new homeowner." Zhang Jing reminded.
"Someone called the police, saying that a young man and woman were missing," one of the fat policemen asked, "Your family is the only one for a few kilometers around here. Have you seen them?"
"No." Zhang Jing shook his head in denial.
"Open the door," the thin policeman who had been silent suddenly demanded loudly, "We want to go in and search!"
Zhang Jing was not afraid at all. He looked at the thin policeman through the door and asked, "Do you have a search warrant?"
There is a hammer search warrant, and he just wants to defraud. Some people are timid and will open the door as soon as they deceive. Success is the best, and there is no loss if it fails.
With no results, the two police officers left.
Watching the police car drive away, Zhang Jing returned to the backyard and placed high-explosive bombs and incendiary bombs in the air-raid shelter. He couldn't find any clues, so he could only try to explode them.
A barrel of gasoline was left next to the ammunition, and a strip of oil-soaked cloth was used as a fuse. After lighting it, Zhang Jing ran to the front yard to take shelter, and then there was a dull explosion.
Returning to the backyard, a raging fire was spraying out from the entrance of the air raid shelter, so you couldn't get closer.
After waiting quietly for an hour for the temperature to cool down, Zhang Jing stood at the entrance of the air raid shelter and felt the wind!
His heart was beating wildly and his blood was burning. Zhang Jing was very excited. He walked slowly down and soon saw what it looked like after the explosion. A spiderweb shape exploded in the middle of the air-raid shelter, with cracks everywhere.
There was wind blowing out of the cracks, and it looked like a larger collapse was about to happen at any time.
Now just one step away, Zhang Jing stepped back four or five steps and used AA-12 to shoot steel core bullets at the ground of the air raid shelter. Like broken glass, the ground collapsed, revealing a deep black hole.
The air-raid shelter covers an area of about 20 square meters, and the entrance area is about 15 square meters. The bottom is bottomless, and strong winds blow out.
Turn on a spotlight flashlight and throw it in. It will fall freely. After a few seconds, it will hit something. There will be an echo and the flashlight will go out.
Unwilling to see the bottom, I threw the second and third flashlights, with the same result.
Returning to the ground, Zhang Jing picked up a stone and threw it in. There was a bigger echo, this time there was also the sound of water.
Do you want to go down?
The answer is yes, but Zhang Jing needs an assistant. If a lunatic comes in and cuts the safety rope from above, it will be the end.
The phone rang: Dillon, Jamie, Feilai, Irina, Milika, Liang Jieshu, and Zhou Manmiao.
Seven people arrived the next day, driving two pickup trucks and bringing a bunch of expedition supplies from downtown Burlington.
After a brief greeting, we immediately prepared to explore the crypt.
First, use a safety rope and put down 10 strong flashlights to illuminate the cave like daylight.
At the same time, use another safety rope to put down five mirrorless cameras and shoot in all directions.
Each bundle of safety ropes is 100 meters long, about the thickness of a chopstick. It is made of nylon on the outside and a steel wire core on the inside. It looks very thin, but it can actually bear a load of 1,000 kilograms.
The two safety ropes were lowered together, and they descended about forty or fifty meters until they encountered an obstacle.
This time I could see clearly that there was a thick stalagmite right below the cave, standing tall. If someone fell in, there was a high probability that they would be skewered.
The flashlights and mirrorless cameras were pulled up, and the eight of them began to study the video.
It was nothing at the beginning. Before reaching the stalagmite, you could see another space below. It looked very big. The flashlight beam could not reach the end, and it was pitch black beyond.
The stalagmite itself stands in the water. There is only one stalagmite underground, which seems to have been formed naturally after the cave collapsed.
The unknown is the scariest thing. After learning this information, Zhang Jing's fear eased a lot.
"BOSS, I'll go down first." Chinese-American Feilai was willing to rush ahead.
Zhang Jing shook his head, "Don't take risks, step by step, install the ladder, install the protective net, and get down safely."
Everyone responded, and then purchased new supplies, such as welding machines, steel bars, cutting machines, large expansion screws, drilling machines, more food, blankets, etc., to prepare for a long-term battle.
Dillon, Jamie, and Fellay took turns drilling holes in the cave wall and fixing a pedal with two 20-centimeter-long expansion screws.
At the same time, a semicircular protection with a diameter of 60 centimeters was installed.
The important point is that when Dillon, Jamie, and Felai go to work in the crypt, at least three safety ropes are tied to their bodies, and there is a safety net underneath.
Similar to the situation in the movie, where the safety rope breaks and you fall to your death, there is no such thing. It is not that stupid.
Although Zhang Jing often takes risks, he hates taking risks. For things that can be controlled and prevented, safety must be extremely high. Even if Di Long wants to fall, he will not succeed.
You have a lot of time, don't rush, slowly drill holes downwards, and slowly install a ladder, like the ladder on a telecommunications tower, extending all the way down.
There is strength in numbers. Men do the physical work, while women work a little easier. It is their job to prepare food and purchase supplies.
Four days later, the safety ladder was finally installed at the end of the underground.
But the last staircase is still seven or eight meters away from the top of the stalagmite in a straight line, in line with the concept of maximizing safety.
First make an iron ladder on the ground, then use a safety rope to slowly lower the iron ladder, and finally use screws to connect it to the ladder at the end of the cave wall.
Now, even a child can follow the ladder and reach the depths of the cave safely.
Then we began to lay cables, and installed eight high-power spotlights with a range of fifty meters along the five square meters around the top of the stalagmite.
In this way, the underground space that was originally full of mystery and terror became very bright.
