"The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later, sorry...."
When Song Wenbin heard the reminder on the phone, his expression finally changed.
To be honest he was starting to panic.
The real panic even made him forget his previous humiliation.
He made another call to Sutina.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please call again later."
Song Wenbin beat him several times, but the result was the same.
He even called WeChat, but no one answered his call at all, neither Huo Yu nor Su Tina.
He stood on an Indian street buzzing with mosquitoes, feeling a little confused.
Wei Ning looked at him and asked, "Yan, what happened?"
Song Wenbin didn't answer, got off the motorcycle, walked to director Baoli, and asked, "What's going on? They don't answer my calls."
Paulie looked at him and said, "You asked me to just shoot, so I just did it."
"Nonsense! Who knew these two people wouldn't even call when something happened?
"
Song Wenbin shouted angrily: "Hurry up and tell me where they went?"
Pauly did not refute. He took out his cell phone, dialed a number, handed it to him, and said, "This is the photographer from their group. Just ask them. I don't know what's going on over there."
After hearing this, Song Wenbin quickly picked up his phone and asked, "What's the situation over there?"
When the photographer over there heard Song Wenbin's voice, he felt as if he had found a backbone, and couldn't wait to confide: "Brother Bin, when we were passing through Odisha with Director Huo and Teacher Su at noon, we met two people from the state. People were fighting over the water source. Director Huo, on a whim, maybe because he wanted to shoot some material, went to war on behalf of the people from Orissa and defeated all the dozens of warriors from the opposite state. Then what about Chatti? The people from Sgarb refused to recognize the result, so they overturned the arena and started fighting with the people from Orissa..."
Cold sweat broke out on Song Wenbin's forehead. Thinking of passing by the bridge where the ground was blackened by the bombing, I couldn't help but feel a headache due to the existence of Huo Yu.
He rubbed his temples and put on a mask of pain and asked, "What then?"
"Then people from the two states got into a scuffle, and we got lost along with Director Huo and Teacher Su..." The voice on the phone became annoyed and guilty, "It's our fault too, I've never seen such a scene before. I kept taking pictures, and when I reacted, I was already surrounded by chaos, and it was too late to go back to look for them... Now we can't find anyone no matter how hard we look, Brother Bin, what's wrong with this?"
The photographer on the other side said anxiously, with a hint of crying in his voice.
"Crying ball." Song Wenbin said angrily: "I was infected by Sutina."
As a result, the other end of the phone actually started crying.
"It's okay, those two are not made of plastic paper, they are not as fragile as you think." Song Wenbin comforted him again, and the other end of the phone fell silent.
Song Wenbin asked: "Is it just you? Are there anyone else, such as people or forces who have shown obvious interest in Su Tina and Huo Yu?"
Hearing Song Wenbin's calm voice, the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's not just us. To be honest, before we crossed Odisha, Director Huo and Teacher Su went back to look for you."
Song Wenbin was stunned.
"But we didn't find you, mainly because there were people along the way who wanted to do evil to Teacher Su. As you know, the people in this place are very bad, so Director Huo beat them all the way, and finally they got into the orange."
Song Wenbin:..........
He has nothing left to complain about. He might as well just broadcast this episode as "Looking for Liu Yong" instead of calling it "Looking for Liu Yong". He might as well call it "Penetrating India". Huo Yu is really worried about keeping the world in chaos. I think this guy will have a great time playing in India.
He suppressed the desire in his heart to tie Huo Yu to a street lamp and fuck him hard, gritted his teeth and said, "What next?"
"Then after I went to Orange, the people in Orange were not honest and wanted to do bad things to Teacher Su. Then I was beaten by Director Huo. I originally wanted to contact the embassy, but in the end I didn't know what happened. What, those Indian police officers actually reached a settlement with Director Huo, and finally even agreed to escort them to Mumbai, so we are not the only ones, there is also a team of Indian police officers with us."
Song Wenbin frowned slightly and said thoughtfully: "So, they went back to Calcutta to find me, and then teamed up with the police here to ride to Mumbai, right."
"Yes."
said the photographer.
"What about the police officers? Are they with you now?" Song Wenbin asked immediately.
"No, the scene was very chaotic at the time. We inquired later and found that the police officer leading the team seemed to have been injured and was sent to the hospital, but we don't know which hospital specifically."
"Yes. I understand. As long as there are police officers, please wait for me where you are until I get there."
After hanging up the call, Song Wenbin threw the phone back to the director and said: "The two of them were lost at the border between the two countries. There was a big chaos at that time, but they were accompanied by police officers. Let's go here first. Ask the police station in the state, maybe the police station has their information, and if not we can report it."
Seeing that Song Wenbin had an idea quickly, the director happily said: "You are responsible for the trip, you have the final say."
.......
After deciding what he wanted to do, Song Wenbin no longer insisted on going to Mumbai. He turned around and hurried back to the bridge at the junction of Chhattisgarh and Orissa through the night, and found the photographers from the group of Huo Yu and Sutina.
After finding the photographer, the group went straight to Raipur, the capital of Chhattisgarh. Since Sutina and Huo Yu were escorted by the police in Kolkata, they thought there should be relevant records in the police station system of the big city.
However, what he wanted in his heart was to find a big city. However, during his journey, Song Wenbin found it difficult to see much trace of modernization in the land of Chhattisgarh.
After a night of running around, Song Wenbin rode a motorcycle to the vicinity of Raipur, the capital. If the streets of Kolkata, the capital of West Bengal, look similar to remote and backward counties in the country, then the capital of this state is obviously even more backward.
The roads on the streets are pitted and shabby, and in many places they are simply dirt roads, just like the rural areas in China's economically backward provinces before the village-to-village project.
In sharp contrast to the dilapidated streets and backward economy are the temples and ancient temples that can be seen everywhere along the road. They are located on both sides of the road or in the center of the town. They are antique and look very elegant.
I have to say that the environment here is still very good. There are tall palms and cypress trees everywhere. Those plants that grow unscrupulously are just like the people on this land. They are unkempt, free and scattered, and they are in patches. West piece.
Song Wenbin searched all along the road and finally found the police station in Raipur at noon. Compared with those exquisite temples, the police station seemed very ordinary. It did not look like the one in Kolkata. What's the difference? It's the same noise, the same chaos, there are Indians squeezing around everywhere, and there are also pot-bellied police officers leaning on the counter, the kind who can tell all the trajectories of life at a glance.
There is no such thing as a lottery or a queue in the Indian police station. Song Wenbin forced his way to a glass counter despite the strong smell of curry and sweat, and asked a brown-skinned man with a big belly at the counter: "Excuse me, please. I would like to ask if you have ever seen two female tourists from China. One has long white hair and the other has short yellow hair. One is 1.73 meters tall and the other is 1.68 meters tall. Both of them are riding motorcycles. The one with white hair is riding a green pedal, and the one with yellow hair is riding..."
Song Wenbin stopped, because the pot-bellied police officer suddenly started chatting with the police officer at the next table. It turned out that the police officer at the next table brought a box of crunchy balls. The two of them got together with smiles, one and the other, and happily ate the crunchy balls.
Song Wenbin was annoyed and waited until he finished eating the crunchy balls.
Wei Ning started to translate for him, but halfway through the translation, the police officer stood up again, twisted his fat butt and went to receive the tea. While receiving the tea, he chatted a few words with his colleagues, and after finishing the conversation, he slowly He came back and sat on the chair creakingly, panting and making an ominous sound under the weight of the chair.
"Excuse me, we are looking for two people, two missing foreign tourists, one with white hair and one with yellow hair. Do you hear me!?" Song Wenbin asked impatiently.
"No," said the pot-bellied policeman.
"No?" Song Wenbin said, "Have you checked your computer?"
"If you say no, it means no." The police officer said impatiently.
The person at the next table brought another box of potato chips of unknown brand, and the two of them ate them one by one. The fat on their chins trembled as they ate, and their eyes were dull, looking like they were not very smart.
"Hey, don't deal with me."
Song Wenbin complained loudly: "I think you haven't even logged into the system. Your colleagues are playing Spider Solitaire next to you..."
He yelled a few words, and then was impatiently pushed away by an Indian in line behind him. Song Wenbin was furious, but there was nothing he could do to deal with the old man. He could only step back and think about asking other counters to see if there was anyone who was more responsible.
However, at this moment, he heard chatter coming from the upstairs of the police station. A woman, accompanied by a man, passed by Song Wenbin and walked out.
Although I didn't know what the woman was talking about, her voice seemed familiar.
Song Wenbin glanced subconsciously and saw a big brown wave.
His heart suddenly stopped for a beat, and then he shuddered.
Good guy, we are really enemies. It is Nita Mohan. She also came to this police station for some reason.
At this moment, Nita Mohan was chatting with a police officer next to her who looked to be of some rank.
Song Wenbin quickly lowered his head and mingled with the crowd of Indians. The photographers who followed him also lowered their heads and did not dare to raise their heads. They were all like turtles with their heads down.
Ever since the Cow Snow Festival in that small town, this woman was undoubtedly the most feared being by the program team at the moment. Especially...still in the police station.
"I'm tired...what should I do?"
Wei Ning lowered his head and asked in a low voice, very frightened.
"Shh, don't make a sound. She didn't see us, and she might leave later."
Song Wenbin lowered his voice and said, Nita understands Chinese, and he was very afraid that what he just said would be heard by this guy. At this moment, the person he least wanted to meet was this person. Once caught by her, the plan to find Sutina and Huo Yu would be over before it even started.
】
The good news is that Nita didn't see them, and she probably didn't expect that the Mr. Yan she had been looking for all day was right under her nose.
After talking to the police officer next to her, she walked towards the backyard of the police station. Soon, the roar of an engine came from the backyard, and the familiar big G slowly drove out from behind the yard.
Song Wenbin in Orange was so nervous that he didn't dare to express his anger even as he pressed against the wall.
He didn't relax until the big G slowly drove out of the yard.
At any rate, I didn't find them. I was really afraid of what might happen. They can be found in a place as big as India. Fate is really terrible.
However, Nita, who had just driven out of the police station, discovered something. In the large G rearview mirror, there were several Hiluxes parked at the entrance of the yard, and the buttocks of one of the Hiluxes were still somewhat dented. Of course, these are not the most important things. The most important thing is that there is a small R motorcycle parked among those cars.
Nita was stunned when she saw the motorcycle.
After Big G disappeared in the yard, Song Wenbin dared to stay here. He quickly said to his colleagues: "Let's go, this place is very unlucky. Go to other police stations and ask. After all, it is the capital. There must be others." of oranges.”
After that, the group of people filed out of Orange, intending to go to other places to ask for clues. But as soon as Song Wenbin got on the motorcycle and before he had time to put on his helmet, he heard the fierce roar of the engine coming from the street.
He was startled when Big G, who had already left, actually turned around and rushed towards him. He was honking his horn while rushing towards him, and the people in the car were still screaming sharply.
"yan!
! "
Song Wenbin was so frightened that he jumped out of the car and ran away without even having time to put on his helmet.
The next second, the poor little R was hit by the big G, and Katcha rolled far away on the ground. Although they only got along with each other for less than a few days, Song Wenbin had already developed feelings for the motorcycle that accompanied him on his travels. He angrily yelled at Big G: "Are you crazy!? There is something wrong with your brain!
"
"fraud!
"
Nita jumped out of the car, pointed at his nose and cursed.
"I lied to you!" Song Wenbin cursed: "Who are you? Do I know you very well? Don't be so sentimental, okay!?"
His hateful words were extremely destructive. Nita was so angry that she was shaking all over and screamed: "Okay! Don't even think about filming here. Don't even think about spreading what you filmed out for even a minute!"
The commotion at the door of the police station attracted the attention of Orange, and more than a dozen police officers filed out of Orange. Song Wenbin had no time to help the car, and when he saw the police officers coming out, he jumped into the body of the Hilux without looking back, patted the window and said, "Hurry up!
"
Needless to say, Hilux was activated and fled along the streets of India.
“Catch him back to me!
"
Nita pointed at the running Hilux and screamed: "And those cars, they are all foreign bad guys!
"
