Qin Jiandan has no night vision, and Master Tiexin's luminous crystal energy sword is now blocked behind the boulder. If they are left too far away by the large army, it will be difficult to find them.
"Tap tap tap tap..."
Qin Jiandan ran wildly for a while and finally saw the light of the flashlight ahead.
The flashlight was pointed at a large cave on the cave wall. All the troops stopped and frowned to observe the scene inside the cave.
"Why don't you keep walking?" Qin Jiandan stopped in front of Valei, "I buried Master Tiexin behind the collapsed boulder, but I can only delay it for a while!"
Valei glanced at Qin Jiandan to confirm that there were no new wounds on his body.
Only then did Qin Jiandan notice what was in the cave. It turned out to be at least 20 skeletons lying around!
They were all dressed in miners' clothing, but the mining equipment had been stripped away, leaving only tattered cloth soaked in mud and blood.
Judging from the degree of decay of the blood-stained clothes, these people did not die for long. They turned into skeletons and were eaten by mutated rats in the tunnel. Valle and others used flashlights to illuminate the area, and the rats fled in all directions.
"This is probably the fate of mining slave workers." Qin Jiandan sighed, but was not prepared to stay any longer.
The miners in the spider web tunnel either died of exhaustion or died of phlogiston disease. Resistance to the slave masters would only cause the collar to explode...
Um? Collar explosion?
Qin Jiandan went to observe the skeletons again and found that their skulls were all intactly connected to the cervical vertebrae, and there was no slave collar visible in the cave.
Chen Tom said: "Young Master, these skeletons seem to have been executed collectively, but they did not die from the explosion of the collar, which is very strange."
Chen Tom, who had become a Furui cat-man, had a very strong defense. He was swept by Master Tiexin's sword wind, leaving only a wound on his chest. The bodyguards treated him and the bleeding was stopped.
"I'm going to die! Wuwuwu..." Ding Ling turned his back and didn't dare to look at these skeletons.
For the first time, a sad look appeared on Valle's eyebrows:
"Jiandan, there may be Lao Wang's son here. We just had Lao Wang's fried chicken for lunch today..."
"What?" Qin Jiandan was shocked, "What evidence do you have?"
Valle's fingers caressed the body of the microgun, and the repeated movements of her fingertips showed the owner's hesitation:
"When I called the police chief, the police chief said that the case you asked her to investigate regarding the disappearance of Lao Wang's son has already been revealed. It may be that after being deceived into the Nian Society, he was forced to dig mines."
"Mining slaves do not have human rights, but the company will have their death records. The police chief found that there was a failed miners' uprising recently, and it is probably this..."
Qin Jiandan clenched his fists and stared at the skeletons in the cave, but the same miserable death state could not reveal who was Lao Wang's son.
"Walei, you... why did you tell me now that Lao Wang's son has become a slave?"
The dog-eared girl's eyes darkened:
"When the Sheriff investigated, the uprising had already occurred for several days. Because I am not 100% sure of this bad news, I wanted to check more details before telling you, in case there is still hope..."
Valei handed Qin Jiandan a rough notepad the size of a palm, the cover of which was soaked in blood:
"The slave owner took away all the equipment after executing the rebels, but did not take away this diary. Maybe you would like to take a look."
"It's too late!" Qin Jiandan took the diary and immediately forced it to Ding Ling, who was facing the wall and thinking about his past. "Read it out to me! Everyone, keep running forward!"
"B-but..." Ding Ling held the diary in her hands with tears in her eyes, "Looking at it while running will damage your eyes, and I want to go to the toilet!"
"If you want to go to the toilet, just stay by yourself!" Qin Jiandan glared at Ding Ling. "Anyway, there is a crazy nun behind you. If she cuts her down with a sword, you will be dead!"
Ding Ling had no choice but to run along panting, struggling to read the handwriting in the diary.
Qin Jiandan slowed down. If he ran at full speed, not to mention Ding Ling beside him, even Valei and Chen Tom, who transformed into a furry cat-man, would still fall behind.
Amid the footsteps of a total of 10 people, Reporter Rabbit began to recite the diary in a trembling cry:
"...I was deceived. The Nian Society had no intention of funding my studies in the inner city. My money and belongings were all taken away, and I was severely beaten."
"Several people were also deceived. We signed a contract of sale under the threat of death and became the lowest mining slave labor."
"When I entered the marginal mining area under the control of the cowboy group, I regretted for the first time that I didn't learn how to cook fried chicken from my father."
Qin Jiandan couldn't help but crack the stone road under his feet. He confirmed that the diary was written by Lao Wang's son.
"...people die every day, and the cowboy group seems to take pleasure in abusing slave labor. Rumors-->>
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It is said that the more painful the miner is, the brighter the color of the phlogiston crystal. "
Ding Ling tripped on the cave wall and almost fell. She didn't dare to stop and rest, so she gritted her teeth and followed Qin Jiandan's footsteps.
"I have been digging for crystals day after day, and I have made many new friends. There is a very special child, her name is "Aku". She and her entire clan of dwarf rat-men were captured by the cowboy group to do hard work. "
"Dwarf rat man?" Chen Tom, who is quite hostile to rats, interjected, "Are those inferior creatures not extinct yet? I thought cats only existed in legends!"
Qin Jiandan scolded: "Shut up! I am listening intently to Lao Wang's son's diary!"
Tom Chen quickly shut up. He found that the young master was really angry. Lao Wang seems to be just a fried chicken cook. Why does the young master care so much about him? .c0m
Ding Ling flipped through the diary and continued to recite. As a reporter, she was gradually infected by the true records in her hands:
"The dwarf rat-men are more like giant rats wearing clothes than humans. Aku can even stand on the palm of my hand with his feet together."
"Aku, like her tribe, is all wrapped in rags and wearing super small protective gloves and protective shoes. To be honest, it's a bit funny."
"It is said that they are the last of the pygmy rat people. The cowboy team captured them just to take advantage of their small size and force them to dig into narrow tunnels to mine."
Ding Ling felt her bladder whine, but she was attracted by the diary and could only continue:
"Aku always has a rat face, which makes people think she is depressed. If my whole family is captured and mined, I will definitely not be happy."
"She called me "Mr. Wang." Only when she calls me that, do I think that my father on the ground is still waiting for me to go back. "
Vallee looked away. She is an orphan raised by a company and has no living relatives, but she is not good at dealing with the death of her relatives.
"Aku told me about the underground lair where she and her people once hid, and I also told her about my father's fried chicken shop."
"Aku was very surprised. She asked me one after another what fried chicken is and what fried chicken tastes like. The dwarf rat people here are called "miner rats". Like other miners, they can only eat moldy and hardened plant puree. . "
"I told Aku that although District 3 where my father opened his shop cannot be called paradise, if you are willing to work hard, you can even eat all-you-can-eat fried chicken."
Qin Jiandan often eats all-you-can-eat fried chicken. He thinks Lao Wang's fried chicken is the most delicious thing in the world.
"After listening to what I said, Aku longed for Area 3. She worked 22 hours a day and always prayed before she could finally fall asleep, hoping to be reincarnated into a world where she could have a full stomach."
"I felt that A'ku should be able to eat the fried chicken alive, so I told her about the uprising that was secretly planned. A'ku took the risk to persuade the tribe, and used their thin and hard rat teeth to destroy the explosive neck from an angle that ordinary people could not reach. lock up."
"However, we lacked weapons. Although we succeeded in killing several overseers, we were ultimately defeated by the counterattack of the cowboy group. Our lives will end today."
"I don't regret it. At least we didn't die as slaves. I just feel sorry for Aku. She and her tribe will probably be executed soon."
"Perhaps no one will be able to see this diary, and no one will expose the evil deeds of the Nian Society. Aku and I, as well as countless fellow miners, will eventually become unjust ghosts in the spider web tunnel without being ignored. But I hope for a miracle..."
The diary was broken at this point, and the paper at the back was stuck together with thick blood, making it impossible to tear it apart.
Rabbit reporter collapsed and cried:
"It's too much! It's too much! How can you torture miners like this! Don't the guys from Nianhui have mothers!"
Qin Jiandan stopped, and the others also stopped. Qin Jiandan took the diary from Ding Ling and handed it to Valei to put in the travel bag behind her.
Valei heard Qin Jiandan gritting his teeth. The young master of the Night Dragon Society was furious because of a fried chicken apprentice who gave up halfway.
"I can't spare the cowboy group! When I find their mining stronghold, I'm going to kill them all! Skin them and cramp them!"
The boundless anger that Qin Jiandan burst out scared Ding Ling so much that he sat down on the ground and almost became incontinent on the spot.
A strange light reflected on the cave wall, and everyone looked surprised. Only then did Qin Jiandan notice the strange changes in his arms.
Because of his extreme anger, he inadvertently moved his arms using the "Steel Armor Breathing Technique", and several streams of light were stimulated along the meridians under his skin. The top of his left fist was ignited with pure flames, and the top of his right fist was covered with extremely cold frost.
The flames converged straight, the frost condensed into a sharp edge, and the two war blades appeared out of thin air, cutting the floating dust in the air with a cold and lonely anger.
This... the master demonstrated these two things in the retreat and martial arts training ground, but he only let me take a look at them and never taught me at all! Why do I show up when I get angry?
