"So that's what happened." Jiang Hong understood. No wonder a boss as big as Mr. Lei would have trouble with a few ordinary people and spend money to solve the problem in a big way. So that's the reason. "
"Mr. Lei, your big business deserves to be ruined... In this case, you can send someone in, but you still have to be measured. If someone is killed in the interrogation room, I won't be able to explain it to my superiors. Yes." Jiang Hong said.
"Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion. The people I sent here are all veterans. They work very quickly. They first capture the kid and beat him to internal injuries. After he is released, no one knows how he died after a while."
…
In the interrogation room, Mr. Ye was escorted back.
"Mr. Ye, are you okay?"
Song Ziyu saw the injuries on Mr. Ye's face at a glance, and was extremely shocked.
They actually took action!
Are these people fucking crazy?
Even Mr. Ye was beaten!
Are you really not afraid of retaliation?
"I'm fine, I just got a slap in the face." Mr. Ye sat back on the stool, his eyes a little gloomy.
"How dare they hit you! Don't they want to live?" Song Ziyu asked.
Mr. Ye smiled bitterly and said: "Xiao Song, you are too optimistic, alas."
"Mr. Ye, didn't you tell these thugs your true identity?" Song Ziyu asked again.
"I said... but they didn't believe it." Mr. Ye sighed and said, "The only way now is to contact people outside to save us as soon as possible, otherwise I worry about long nights and dreams."
Ye Lao had a vague feeling that things would not be that simple!
After all, there was someone close to him who had been imprisoned for more than a year for eating dumplings dipped in soy sauce, and Mr. Ye didn't dare to blame him.
"It would be nice if I had a mobile phone." Mr. Ye sighed.
The idle man on the side said: "Old man, just give up on this idea. I want to have a mobile phone. I would have gone out a year ago. I won't be locked up here and have nothing to do with it every day."
Hearing this, Mr. Ye's heart sank to the bottom.
"I have a way!" Song Ziyu said.
"What can you do?" Mr. Ye looked at Song Ziyu.
"Mr. Ye, wait a moment..." Song Ziyu said.
Immediately, Song Ziyu activated the time-travel bracelet and traveled directly to the Longshan settlement.
Arriving at the Longshan settlement, Song Ziyu first asked Xu Yingnan to help him untie the cuffs on his hands.
The cuffs were so tight that Xu Yingnan couldn't break them open with his bare hands!
This made the girl scream with anger.
The girl immediately pulled out the knife!
Seeing this scene, Song Ziyu was frightened.
It's okay to break the handcuffs with a knife, but you'll probably lose your own hand too, so it's not cost-effective.
As a last resort, Xu Yingnan could only take Song Ziyu to Dayou Recycling to find Lao Gao.
Gao Zhongping was fiddling with his belongings on the workbench, then he glanced at Song Ziyu's handcuffs with a strange expression on his face.
But Lao Gao didn't ask any more questions. He just found a set of lockpicking tools from the tool bag and opened the handcuffs for himself.
Song Ziyu has seen a lot, but he didn't expect Lao Gao to have such a skill of sitting in jail!
Lao Gao took the handcuffs and started thinking about it: "The craftsmanship of this thing is pretty good. I think it will be very popular if you modify it into a pair of jewelry..."
Song Ziyu thought to himself, what kind of lunatic would use handcuffs as jewelry, but he had no time to care about this now. After getting out of trouble, Song Ziyu returned to his room in Longshan and rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find it.
I remember that I brought a spare mobile phone to the wasteland world, but I don’t know where I threw it.
After searching for a long time, I finally found my phone under the bed!
I tried to turn it on, but it couldn't be turned on. After thinking about it, I found that the phone had not been charged for a long time and the phone was out of battery!
Damn it!
What to do?
Song Ziyu found another charging data cable under the pillow, but she was so anxious that she gritted her teeth!
There is no electricity at all in Longshan.
Seeing this, Xu Yingnan said: "We still need to find Lao Gao for help!"
So Song Ziyu handed the dead mobile phone to Lao Gao for study. Lao Gao became more and more surprised as he looked at it and called it a work of art.
"Stop talking about the artwork, hurry up and talk about charging. I'm very anxious!" Song Ziyu said.
Lao Gao looked at Song Ziyu thoughtfully and finally said: "I have a way!"
Then, Lao Gao rummaged through the boxes and lifted out a large item from a pile of rubbish!
This thing looks like a square iron box, no more than half the size of a table, and there is a rocker underneath the complex mechanical structure.
"What is this?" Song Ziyu asked.
"Hand-crank generator!" Lao Gao said.
"Hand-crank generator?" Song Ziyu was stunned. He had never heard of this thing.
Lao Gao introduced it like a treasure: "This is the circuit board, the heat sink, the capacitor! This is the resistor, the microcontroller, the optical coupler, these are the secondary tubes, the tertiary tubes and the switching tubes..."
Under Song Ziyu's shocked expression, Lao Gao took the data charging cable and studied it.
"It's very precise, this little thing."
Lao Gao muttered, then took out a handleless knife and began to peel off the plastic sheath of the data cable.
When the outer skin is peeled off, two extremely small metal core wires are exposed.
Lao Gao twisted a wire core and connected it to the terminal of the hand-operated generator. After spending more than ten minutes, the attempt was finally successful.
Then the second wire core...
"Success, you can start generating electricity!" Lao Gao said.
"How to generate electricity?" Song Ziyu asked.
"Of course you generate electricity with your hands. Could it be that you use love?" Lao Gao glared at Xu Yingnan, then grabbed the hand and shook it hard to demonstrate.
Next it’s time for Song Ziyu’s performance!
Song Ziyu grabbed the joystick and shook it hard.
About half an hour later, the phone was successfully turned on, but the battery was only 1%!
Song Ziyu had an emotional breakdown.
Such conversion efficiency is outrageous, but there is nothing I can do about it.
"Tang Jian, go help me call some brothers to come over and help." Song Ziyu saw Tang Jian peeking outside Dayou Recycling, so he had an idea and said.
Tang Jian called a few old hunters, and Song Ziyu asked them to take turns charging his shaking generator.
These honest people were also dumbfounded.
There is no doubt that this is an extremely fucked-up mission. If Song Ziyu hadn't treated everyone well enough, the old hunters would probably have to dismantle Song Ziyu into parts by now.
What the hell is this?
After struggling for almost ten hours, the phone was only 30% charged.
enough!
Song Ziyu hurriedly returned to the civilized world with her mobile phone. Before leaving, she did not forget to greet Xu Yingnan with concern and reward her brothers with extra meals.
…
The next second, Song Ziyu appeared in the interrogation room, and then handed the phone to Mr. Ye like a treasure.
This scene is like a magic trick!
In the eyes of Mr. Ye and Xianhan, Song Ziyu just turned out a mobile phone from his hand in the blink of an eye. This was really even more of a band of thieves than a band of bandits.
"Where did you get your mobile phone from?" Mr. Ye was surprised.
"Stop talking about this, Mr. Ye, call for help quickly." Song Ziyu said.
