"Huh?"
Huo Yu saw that the speed of the car had actually slowed down.
She lay on Song Wenbin's shoulder and said in surprise: "What the hell, you actually listen to a girl? Aren't you a misogynist? You actually listen to her words?"
Song Wenbin was silent.
"Don't drive so slowly. If you drive too slowly, we will lose."
Huo Yu said: "I don't want to lose to those Mongolian drivers. Think about it, if they win the 600,000 yuan in the end, I will be pissed to death!"
Song Wenbin gritted his teeth and remained unmoved.
Sutina also said quietly: "Brother Song, your attitude towards Lalitha seems to be different from that towards us."
"Really? I treat her the same as I treat you."
"Yes, I've never seen you quarrel with her."
Sutina said: "After traveling to four countries, how many times have you quarreled with Huo Yu, and how many times have you quarreled with me?"
Her voice seemed calm, but Song Wenbin felt something was wrong. He turned around and found that Sutina's eyes were actually red.
He was stunned.
What the hell is wrong with this guy.
He hasn't had a good look on him since last night, and now he looks like he's about to burst into tears at any time. It's so pitiful that he swears that he has never offended this guy all the way.
Sutina's appearance was so frightening that Song Wenbin didn't dare to say a word, for fear that if she said the wrong thing, she would burst into tears like she did in the Lamborghini. There were no cameras in the car that time, but this time there were cameras all over the car.
"You'd better hurry up." Sutina took a deep breath and said, "Huo Yu and I both want to go to Yakutsk as soon as possible."
"Two to one." Huo Yu said immediately: "This is a team mission, so speed up."
Song Wenbin looked at Lalitha.
Lalitha said a lot, but Sutina refused to translate. She kept taking deep breaths, her expression walking on the edge of collapse and reconstruction.
Song Wenbin had no choice but to open the translation software and hand it to Lalitha.
Lalitha said something and then returned the phone to Song Wenbin.
He looked at his phone and saw what was written on it.
I know there are other ideas besides giving away things, but don’t worry, fast people may not win, and slow people may not lose. In Siberia, the only thing you can do is drive well, right? After all, you have traveled more than a thousand kilometers. Don't fall down before the finish line.
Seeing Lalitha's words, Song Wenbin's inner impatience unexpectedly calmed down. The words of this young Siberian huntress seemed to contain some kind of philosophy beyond driving, making him feel a calmness that he had never experienced in mainland China.
"Sorry, other requests are easy to say, but I will not increase the speed." Song Wenbin said calmly: "This is responsible for the program and your safety. Although I really want the 600,000, But I won’t risk my life because of it.”
ha?
Huo Yu made an incredible sound.
But Song Wenbin has already made his decision.
Huo Yu looked at Lalitha, his eyes seemed to be burning with fire.
But in the end, she just sneered, leaned back on the cot, and held her stomach.
Just as the two girls were sulking because Song Wenbin did what Lalitha said, the sound of a loudspeaker could be heard faintly in the air.
All...
All...
All...
One after another, very rhythmic.
Song Wenbin heard the sound of the horn and looked around, but didn't see anything. His vision was all white.
Hearing that voice, Lalitha's expression changed, and she immediately pressed down the passenger window and listened for a moment. The violent wind and snow poured into the car instantly. Lalitha closed the window, took Song Wenbin's mobile phone and said solemnly: "Someone has an accident."
Song Wenbin looked at his phone and asked, "What happened?"
"On ice roads, only wrecked vehicles will use this horn sound. This sound is similar to an SOS signal and is used to call for help." Lalitha said.
There was a car accident. Could it be that the director's car broke down?
Song Wenbin couldn't help but feel guilty. He grabbed the walkie-talkie and asked: "Director, are you honking the horn?"
Soon, a hissing sound came from the intercom: "We didn't blow the horn, but I also heard the sound of the horn. Wasn't that you honking the horn?"
"I didn't press it," Song Wenbin said.
The director hung up the intercom.
Song Wenbin slowed down the car again and drove slowly along the white hell. The horn sound in the air became louder and faster. Finally, Song Wenbin followed the sound of the horn and came to a snow slope.
It's said to be a snow slope, but in fact if it weren't for the deep tire marks on the snow, you wouldn't even know it was a slope at all. Everything around was white, but among the whiteness, a black dot could be vaguely seen on the snow slope, and that dot was chirping in the white snowstorm.
Song Wenbin subconsciously turned the steering wheel and drove towards the place where the sound came from. But Lalitha grabbed his steering wheel and said, "You can't turn around."
Song Wenbin looked at her confused.
Lalitha picked up her phone and said, "This is obviously a road flooded by snow. On both sides of the road are embankments built to prevent the melting of permafrost in summer, but the car rushed directly under the embankment, and then it was in the snow. Please help, if you go down now, wouldn’t you also fall into it? If you fall into a place like this, there is only one way to die and there is no way to come back.”
Song Wenbin didn't know how Lalitha saw that this was a road covered in snow. In his opinion, all the surrounding scenes were exactly the same, except for snow.
But seeing what she said was terrifying, Song Wenbin couldn't help but ask: "Then what should we do? Keep walking?"
"Will you keep walking?" Lalitha asked.
Song Wenbin looked at the text on his phone, then looked at the camera above his head, and sighed. If he wanted to win, he would have to keep driving forward to catch up with the truck driver. But if that happens, he will have a bad reputation for not saving anyone. Although he himself doesn't mind a little bad reputation, this mission is a teamwork mission.
He looked at Su Tina and Huo Yu, and Huo Yu and Su Tina also looked at him.
Although they were noisy all the way, at this moment, Huo Yu and Sutina nodded in unison.
Song Wenbin lamented in his heart that he had worked very hard, but the 600,000 yuan still did not belong to him after all.
He turned his head, looked at Lalitha and sighed: "How could I just leave like this? But, what should I do in this situation?"
Seeing Song Wenbin say this, Lalitha smiled slightly and said: "The car can't get out, but you can get out. You follow me later, and I will take you over to have a look. If someone really has an accident, we will take the driver bring back."
"Okay." Song Wenbin said.
Nodding, but looking at Song Wenbin and Lalitha exchanging words in front of them, as if there was no language barrier between them at all, Huo Yu and Su Tina, who were sitting on the small bed, looked unhappy.
Soon, Lalitha found the forest green sweater that Huo Yu had replaced. She took the sweater and asked Huo Yu a few questions.
Sutina translated coldly: "This sister asked you if you could give her the sweater?"
Huo Yu snorted and said, "You can take it if you want. It's nothing rare anyway."
After thanking Lalitha, she took out a small dagger, picked out the threads of her sweater, tied the threads to herself, then opened the car door and walked out. After getting out of the car, she whistled.
The two dogs immediately got the order, barked and rushed out of the truck, splashing excitedly in the snow.
Song Wenbin got dressed, tied the camera to his hat, opened the door and got out of the car. The cold wind roaring outside the car was as sharp as a knife, and it blinded Song Wenbin's eyes for a moment, making him unable to see anything.
He couldn't even breathe. The extremely low temperature even made his lungs sting from breathing. He bent over in pain and gasped through his mouth.
The two dogs found him first, barking close to him.
Soon, Lalitha turned around from the other side of the car. She gently took Song Wenbin's hand and led him towards the snow.
Song Wenbin followed Lalitha tremblingly, walking step by step through the snow that was almost waist deep, towards the place where the whistle was blowing.
In the truck, Sutina straightened up and looked outside the car.
Covered by the snowstorm, Song Wenbin and Lalitha disappeared from her sight almost in the blink of an eye.
This feeling is very strange, even though she knows that the other person still exists in the same world as her, even only ten meters away. But she could clearly feel that Song Wenbin had disappeared into their world.
"It's over...we will be the only ones left in this show..."
Sutina leaned against the car window and murmured.
"Hmph," Huo Yu said contemptuously: "This guy said he didn't like white women when he was in Africa. Let me tell you, men don't tell the truth. That's all he likes."
"Don't talk nonsense. The show still has to be broadcast. These words will make his fans misunderstand." Sutina whispered.
"Misunderstanding? I think those people, like the people in Seoul, were all deceived by him." Huo Yuqi said with a sigh: "I would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than believe that man's mouth!"
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...
Song Wenbin didn't know the conversation that took place in the car. He followed Lalitha, surrounded by a white hell. The howling wind showed the majesty and cruelty of Siberia all the time. The low temperature of minus 50 degrees made every part of his body feel... The cells are wailing and screaming, they are screaming in protest at the brain's decision, asking why it put them in this environment.
And his brain itself was also frightened. The pure white environment around him made it impossible for him to distinguish anything except the hand holding him. Even the truck that had just left was nowhere to be seen. Not to mention things like southeast, northwest, up, down, left, and right.
But if the brain is afraid, the body is also afraid.
What made this decision?
Get him out of the car and into the middle of nowhere.
"I...I...we...will get lost..."
Song Wenbin bent over and said with difficulty in the strong wind.
Lalitha seemed to understand what he was saying. She put Song Wenbin's hand on her waist, where there was a thin green thread connecting her to the unknown truck in the unknown ice field.
The thin thread not only did not reassure Song Wenbin, but made him even more frightened. If this thing was blown away by the wind or disconnected, then when he was found again, he would probably have become a statue in Siberia. .
What on earth are you doing...
Fortunately, not long after, they arrived at the place where the whistle came from in the snowfield.
Due to the extremely close distance, Song Wenbin finally saw the source of the sound. It was a small four-wheel drive truck with some oil tanks on it, which looked familiar.
It hit a few tall cedars at this moment. The entire body was still intact, only the front windshield was shattered. However, in a place like this, this kind of minor damage was so fatal.
The howling cold wind poured into the car from the broken front fender, taking away all the temperature in the car. Although the machine was still running, the heat generated seemed so insignificant in the vast Siberian plain.
The driver in the car was so frozen that he could not speak.
I could only press the horn frantically over and over again.
