Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 263 Late Night
Time went back to ten o'clock the night before, and several people who hurriedly gathered at the Yuelai Inn were holding an emergency meeting under the lamp.

Su Beifeng, He Feiyun, Tang Jun and some elites from Shitou Island who were lurking in Haishi were surrounded by smoke, all of them were frowning deeply, talking to each other in low voices.

They tracked and investigated Xu Donghai and his ilk, and the longest one followed for two years. It was hard to close the fishing nets, and there were always a few small fish who were unwilling to be caught and wanted to make big splashes, which made them burnt out.

"Gu Mo is in Jinshan or Qingbei?" Su Beifeng asked hoarsely, sniffing the smoke under his nose.

"I went to Jinshan an hour ago." Someone replied without looking up.

At this time, a new mobile phone on the table beeped, and everyone fell silent immediately, and turned their attention to Su Beifeng who looked nervous.

"Hello?" Su Beifeng's voice was low, until the other party hung up the phone, he put down his mobile phone mechanically, stood up and glanced at the crowd, "I found Xu Yajun's car on National Highway 305, more than 200 miles away from here, He Feiyun, Tang Jun, take your guys and follow me to intercept, the others will close the net immediately, and the battle will be settled quickly."

In the middle of the night, in the middle of winter in the north, the outdoor temperature has reached minus 28 degrees.Gu Mo, who hadn't slept all day and night, collapsed at the end of the carriage, only a thin blanket was covering his body.

The soldier who was driving looked back at the young man ten years younger than himself, with admiration and distress on his face.

"Chief, do you want to ask a farmer for some boiled water?" The soldier didn't understand why the chief kept shaking the car even though the warm air was turned on in the carriage.

Gu Mo closed his eyes. He knew that his cold syndrome had happened again. This time, the attack was fierce. Song Chinese medicine doctor urged him to arrange rest reasonably, and never overload his body. But such things are waiting for him to do. How could he rest?
"What time is it?" Gu Mo moved his stiff limbs, as if thousands of ants were hiding in every crevice of his body, he was already numb and could not feel any pain.

"Well, it's twelve o'clock."

"Forget it, how can there be any farmers who haven't rested at this time? Don't bother others, you will arrive at Jinshan in less than an hour." Gu Mo hugged the blanket tightly, and slowly took out a photo from his arms, a very small one , the big bright eyes of the person above seemed to be talking to him.

This is the two-inch photo of Han Xiaoxiao that he stole from the school archives. When the task is successfully completed this time, he must find a chance to take a few photos with Xiaoxiao, so that he can look at it when he misses her, otherwise it will be a long night , He really didn't know how to overcome the pain in his body.

There are no vehicles on the empty national road, and the wind will stop at night in the northern winter. Although it is colder at this time, it is much quieter without the sound of wind.

When driving to Jiudaowan, the little soldier slowed down.This place is an accident-prone place. The bends are not limited to Jiudao Bay, and the curvature is from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. The road is slippery in the dark and the sight is not good. Every time you turn, you will pass by Lord Yan. He is naturally extremely cautious. , for fear of making a slight mistake.

When turning the third turn, the little soldier realized that something was wrong, so he parked the car slowly at the bottom of the mountain and listened carefully.

Gu Mo noticed that the car was not moving, raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

The little soldier pointed to the dark front, "Chief, I heard someone shout just now."

As a proletarian soldier, he doesn't believe in ghosts at all, but the little soldier doesn't think it's his hallucination. His car drives slowly, and the performance of the car is very good. There is hardly any noise. In the dead of night, Even if you step on a dead branch, it will make a loud noise.

(End of this chapter)