Boss Sun was unceremoniously "invited" away by Fatty.
Avril immediately said that according to Morgan Company's practice, the second-category action plan will not be implemented so quickly. In the early stage, at most the vanguard troops will be dispatched to check out the points. Such a team will not exceed five people at most. The purpose is to reduce the vague location range to The smallest one, so this was the reason why I asked Boss Sun how many people there were at the beginning.
But there is another possibility. Unless it was an emergency that caused us to be upgraded to Category 1, then Tang Jade, who was leading the team, must have gotten some kind of news from somewhere, so he rushed ahead of us.
Next, they were faced with a choice, that is, whether to follow Tang Jade's team. If he makes this choice, Boss Sun will definitely become a follower.
The fat man said: "Tomorrow morning, we might as well find an old guide and ask if there are any old roads. The expeditionary force was so powerful at that time that it will definitely leave many traces."
The village we are in has a nice name, Caiyun Village. Early in the morning, I asked the old village chief to inquire. The fat man pushed over several boxes of Su cigarettes, with a small stack of cash sandwiched between the cigarette boxes.
The old village chief wore local clothes and smoked a pipe. When he smiled, the folds on his face were like dense terraces.
"I'm a guest here, so that's too polite. I'm not used to smoking these things from you city dwellers, so it's better to grow your own native cigarettes. Why don't you bring some cigarettes with you?" The old village chief didn't care much about cigarettes. But the stack of banknotes didn't hurt.
"Old village chief, we are interrupting this time because we want to ask if troops passed through here decades ago. Do you know where that road is?"
"Are you talking about when we fight the Japanese?"
"That's right! How much do you know about this news?"
"If you ask this... I'm afraid..." The old village chief suddenly looked embarrassed, and the fat man said naturally. He immediately made a gesture of understanding, then reached into his bag to take out more money.
Seeing the fat man taking out money, the old village chief said hurriedly: "Don't get me wrong! That's not what I meant. Gold and silver mountains are not as good as clear waters and green mountains. Originally, the old road had disappeared, but not long ago a black piece fell from the sky. The stones were smashed into the woods,
There are unknown poisonous insects hidden in that strange black stone. People, don't touch it. If you touch it, you will be cursed. The cover plate is not human at all! right! The old road was smashed by this stone. But why are you asking this? "
"Old village chief, who else has asked?" As I continued to ask questions, I repeatedly pondered the information in his words. The black stone should be a meteorite, and it seems to be quite small.
This is not good news. It is not because of superstitious taboos about falling meteorites, but the appearance of meteorites means that the Meteorological Bureau and the Mining Section have noticed this place, and their large teams may appear at any time.
Once the national team appears, we must withdraw unconditionally. This is a non-negotiable result. So we don’t have much time left!
The old village chief knocked the copper pipe and continued: "Just a few days ago, that group of people claimed to be a tourist group, and there were a few blue-eyed foreigners in it. You said that I, a half-buried person, How could he be blind? He didn't tell them anything."
"I said, Dad, you are too old and confused. How can you have trouble with money? They only give you so much, it's not worth telling them so much!"
At this time, the village chief's son walked in. It seemed that he had been eavesdropping outside just now.
His son didn't look simple at all, and his eyes were almost turning yellow.
"How many times have I told you! You don't want to make any money! Those fake foreign devils! They want to steal from our land! Are you going behind my back and selling them information!"
The village chief’s son’s dialect was not serious: “Of course, I will tell whoever pays more!”
I gave the fat man a wink and asked him to steady the old village chief.
I pulled the village chief's son out and planned to ask questions.
The village chief's son spread his hands: "It's okay to ask questions. But what about money? I'm different from my father. I only care about money but not people!"
"It's easy to say. The money is all in that fat man's backpack. You can talk first. Don't worry about one thing. I won't treat you badly." At this time, Avril and the fat man also walked out.
Avril Lavigne said that the black one should be a meteorite, and its name is SLINK-95.
The fat man smiled: "You Americans are still responsible for naming this stone in the sky? Do you want to recognize its owner first?"
There was no wave on Avril's face: "Strictly speaking, it is just a part of SLINK-95, maybe even just a fragment. Huge meteorites will be broken into meteorite rain by the burning of the atmosphere and cannot be tracked. But one thing is certain. Yes, it fell early! And the bug that curses people should be the dragon-horned red-tailed moth."
Banbu, the son of the old village chief, immediately became vigilant: "You outsiders are so strange and cruel! Could it be that God's beard can be touched by you? How do you know that flying rocks are about to fall from the sky?"
Avril smiled mysteriously and deliberately opened her mouth in Fatty's ear. From this distance, I could tell that they didn't communicate anything. But the fat man immediately looked at Bambu with a look of regret.
At first I was kept in the dark by the two of them, wondering what kind of double act they were going to sing, but as Bambu asked the next question, I instantly understood and understood it completely! It turns out that they both wanted to do something like this...
Looking at the cloth again, he suddenly felt as if his shoes had been stolen. He chased after him and asked, "Hey! What are you two whispering about on purpose?"
The fat man smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's nothing." After saying that, he whispered to himself: What a pity... What a pity.
They say curiosity killed the cat, and human curiosity is even worse. Talking about half-talking can really choke people to death.
"Are you going to tell me or not?" Bambu had a look of hatred on his face. He wanted to pry the fat man's mouth open and poke it in with more than a dozen bamboo sticks.
The fat man curled his lips and said, "Do you really want to hear it?"
"Say it quickly!" I'm afraid if the fat man delays for a second, Bambu will immediately pounce on him and explode. Sure enough, people who are greedy for money are more curious.
"Ahem! What a pity, such a beautiful village, oh, what a pity, what a pity!
The next meteorite will land here, and everything beautiful will be destroyed by then. "
"You are talking nonsense! Believe it or not, I will tear your drip mouth to pieces!" Bambu loves money, but he cannot leave the hometown where he was born and raised.
"Nonsense?" The fat man sighed, and then he laughed and said: "In our place, if you talk nonsense, your tongue will be cut out." The fat man swallowed his flexible tongue: "Look, my tongue is not meant to be used. Okay, people like me won’t scare others for no reason! As for whether you believe it or not, it’s entirely up to you. However, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Playing hard to get has always worked.
As soon as Bambu started talking, the fat man started making up nonsense.
First, he said that this meteorite would attract more people in the future. It was a symbol of disaster and could attract even greater "black" disasters.
Then he said that we are different from others. We belong to that small group of people who aim at improving life and eliminating disasters!
Banbu seemed to understand what he heard, and finally asked: "Are you specially sent here by the county?"
If you are not afraid of the toad, you are afraid that no one will want you. The fat man, who was worried about how to continue making up the story, quickly made a silencing gesture: "Shh! It needs to be kept secret!"
