Both Lin Yi and Bai Lu had a very bad impression of this arrogant and domineering Scarface.
At this time, he led someone to drive a car behind Lin Yi's car, just to keep a watch on them, to follow their journey and see if they ran away.
But there are ways to follow, at least you should change cars midway, do a relay or something, don't do it so directly, it will be very embarrassing if someone finds out.
They didn't seem to care at all. When they met Lin Yi just now, Scarface actually slowed down the car, pointed his head towards where Lin Yi was standing, and looked at him in the rearview mirror.
Then he drove past them.
"Someone is chasing us in a car? Is it so exciting? Is it like in the movie? Oops~"
Li Ling pressed down the car window curiously, and as soon as she stuck her head out, Lin Yi reached out and pushed it back.
He took a deep drag on his cigarette, put out the cigarette butt, sat back in the cab, and continued to drive forward.
The mountain road was winding and rugged, the road was unfamiliar, and the road condition was not very good. There were large cars passing back and forth all the time, and the speed could not be increased. Unexpectedly, after passing a few turns, the black off-road vehicle just stopped. On the roadside, several people were sitting in their cars smoking.
It seemed like he was waiting for them here on purpose.
There is a fork in the road ahead. An old road leads to the original site of the "Yao Ling San" factory, and another winding mountain road continues deeper into the mountains.
"Brother Lin, it's the car just now."
"I saw it."
Lin Yi slowed down, passed by them, honked the horn twice, then turned left and drove towards the old site of "Yao Ling San".
The black SUV followed soon after.
The two ladies in the car were very puzzled.
"It's too late for us to get rid of them. Does this mean we plan to invite them together?"
"They are here to be our bodyguards."
After saying that, Lin Yi stepped on the accelerator and drove the car onto the main road leading to the "Yao Ling San" old factory area.
There is an inconspicuous iron gatehouse, and below it is a dilapidated sentry.
The most glorious time here has passed. The dry weeds on both sides of the road, the fallen leaves on the ground, the waist-thick sycamore trees, as well as the roads and houses in disrepair bear witness to the rise and fall of "Yao Ling San".
At that time, the third-line construction was in full swing, and more than 30,000 workers and their families lived in this small ravine.
The buildings on both sides of the road still retain the atmosphere of the times.
The outer wall is engraved with slogans, and the supply and marketing cooperative's sign hangs above the head.
"My grandpa said that when we were building roads, everyone worked tirelessly, fearing that they would do less than others. It sounded like a myth to me, and the scene of rushing to work. To be honest, I have been doing it since I graduated from elementary school. Never seen it again.”
"Do you come here often?"
Bai Lu asked.
"I used to come here often. My grandfather would invite his old friends to come here for a walk almost every week. I came here a few times when I was young. Later, when I grew up, I found this place boring and stopped coming here. "
Lin Yi listened to their conversation and from time to time looked at the movements of the car behind him through the rearview mirror.
The black off-road vehicle kept a certain distance from them and followed them at almost the same speed.
The "Yao Ling San" factory area has now been divided into several areas, all of which have been rented out for use as factory buildings.
The living area from that time is still there.
Driving along the main road into the living area, you can still see what it was like back then.
Shops, restaurants, cinemas, lighted stadiums, and auditoriums are all available.
On both sides of the road are neat family buildings.
It is much larger than some current communities, almost the size of a small town.
The tube building where ordinary workers live has fallen into disrepair, and the words "dangerous house" are spray-painted on the opening of the building.
On the balconies of two small buildings, there are still peppers, corns and garlic hanging, as well as clothes and bedding hanging to dry, which gives a strong sense of life.
Downstairs, someone built a chicken shed with branches.
"Is there anyone still living in this building?"
"Yes, these people are hired to look at the factory. It's too cold in winter, so there is basically no work. The workers are on holiday, leaving some people to go around the factory every day."
Lin Yi stuck his head out and looked at the layout of the two buildings.
They are located in the center of the entire living area. Each of the two buildings is seven stories high and staggered from front to back without affecting the lighting of each other.
The house is transparent from north to south and has a small balcony. Judging from the external layout, it was built according to the drawings of the expert building from that year.
The characteristic of this kind of building is that the walls are very thick, not only for durability, but also for heating and insulation.
The car drove slowly past two expert buildings, and not far behind was a huge fountain square. The water in the pool had frozen, and a lot of rockery stones inside had been pried away. It was probably the work of fish farming enthusiasts.
The pool is surrounded by brick and stone walls, which now look dilapidated.
"If this place were placed in a city, it would definitely be a holy place for square dancing. It is not even popular here. Three buildings further down here is our previous home, which is very close to the school."
"Then didn't your father get up later than others every day when he was a child?"
"I asked him the same thing, and he said it was impossible. Back then, the radio broadcast would start on time in the factory. Our house was on the second floor, and there was a loudspeaker outside the window. Whenever the radio started playing every day, he would be the first to wake up."
Listening to the two of them chatting lively, Lin Yi was embarrassed to interrupt, so he simply parked the car aside, got out of the car and continued to observe.
The car following behind did not continue to follow, but stopped far away at the entrance of the living area.
It seems that they are familiar with this place and know that there is only one way in and out.
I lit a cigarette and blew into the biting mountain wind. I couldn't help but shed tears. The northwest wind was like a knife, hurting my face.
Lin Yi, who was planning to get into the car after finishing his cigarette, turned his head and glanced at the surrounding architectural pattern, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind.
He quickly threw the cigarette on the ground, took out the compass, and looked at the Feng Shui pattern around him. His expression changed instantly.
He quickly put the compass into his pocket, opened the car door and gave Bai Lu instructions:
"Be careful, I'll go up to the roof of the building next to you and take a look."
"Why are you going? These are dangerous buildings!"
Lin Yi stopped talking, threw the car keys to Bai Lu, picked up his backpack, and ran all the way into the broadcast building.
This building is responsible for the broadcasting work of the entire factory area, and later also takes care of the TV signals of all residents. It is the tallest building in the entire living area.
The opening in the building had been sealed with cement. Lin Yi used his hands and feet to step on the outer wall of the first floor, jumped up from the corner to the eaves on top of the door opening, stepped on the broken window frame, and got in. (End of chapter)
