I can find treasures in my dreams

“Woo~”

The cold wind whistled across the streets.

Zhang Hehua couldn't help but tremble for a few times, and a little snot flowed down.

She does not have a cold-resistant clothing, only a simple version of the cold-resistant vest, which is much worse than the cold-resistant clothing.

This is the "benefit" she applied for a snow-clearing worker in the capital Baishi City.

The White Stone City Hall mandates that all snow cleaners must purchase cold-resistant work clothes, with prices up to 2,400 Garmeni dollars.

As far as she knows, the cold-resistant clothing imported by the federal government from Daxia is only sold at a price of only 1,600 Garmeni dollars.

This is simply huge profit!

What's even more excessive is that everyone was forced to purchase cold-resistant vests in installments of 12 installments.

The city hall said that it is less stressful to buy work clothes in installments, and in addition to the principal of 200 GMN, it is enough to pay an interest of 36 GMN per month.

This method is so Garmeni!

As long as you are not a fool, the purpose of the city hall is obviously to make more money.

Many Kameni people don’t understand how high the interest rate is, but Zhang Hehua is from Daxia and has received higher education and knows how to settle the score.

Zhang Hehua found an interest rate calculator, and the calculation results showed that the nominal annual interest rate was only 18%, but the actual annual interest rate was as high as 33.23%.

Every time she thought that the Daxia people spent 50 summer yuan, which was equivalent to 80 GM dollars at the exchange rate of 1:1.6, and could buy a cold-resistant clothing, she wanted to scold the GM people.

It's so dark!

At this time.

The mysterious man's voice sounded in Zhang Hehua's ears.

"Your body temperature is a little low, and you are expected to be in danger of losing temperature in half an hour. You'd better find a warm place."

Zhang Hehua shook a few more times: "Sir, I don't know where to go."

She then explained, "You should know that I owe the gang's usury, and I dare not go home or go to Qingxue Company, otherwise those scum will definitely find me."

A few seconds passed.

The mysterious man suddenly asked, "Are you afraid of death?"

Zhang Hehua was shocked at first, then shook her head and said, "Living people are much more terrible than dead people. The old blacks in the gang will take my turn first and then sell me, at least the dead people will not do this."

The mysterious man said lightly, "Follow my guidance."

Zhang Hehua nodded: "Okay."

Twenty minutes later.

When Zhang Hehua could hardly feel her feet, she walked to the front of a house.

She looked at the surrounding environment in surprise.

Because this is a typical middle-to-high-end residential area, most of the residents here are white people, and they are also a key area for the police station.

Outsiders like her are also yellow-skinned people, and you can tell at a glance that they are poor people. When they enter here, they will be paid attention to them and they will easily get into trouble.

"On the building on the right, open the door."

The mysterious man's voice rang again.

Zhang Hehua hesitated for a moment and followed the instructions to walk to the house.

She glanced at the door and didn't dare to open it: "Sir, this is a security door."

Since the arrival of the natural disaster era, the security of the entire federal government has not been very good, and the capital White Rock City is no exception, so almost all this house has been replaced with sturdy security doors.

If you use a tool to force the lock, or you will violently smash the door, a harsh alarm will sound.

The voice was calm: "It's okay, just turn it on."

Zhang Hehua gathered up the courage and reached out to hold the door handle.

Just the moment she was touching.

"Click!"

The door lock is automatically opened.

Zhang Hehua was stunned for a moment, and pushed open the heavy door with a look of surprise.

A stream of heat came out instantly.

This long-lost sense of warmth made her sigh with satisfaction, who had been outdoors for a long time.

Zhang Hehua entered the house and closed the security door with her backhand.

She looked at the furnishings in the living room and found that it looked very similar to the scene arrangement in an old movie, and she was a little lost for a moment.

Many years ago, when she was still studying, she watched a Gameni movie that she had a deep yearning for the land opposite Canglan Star.

She remembered her hard nights. As a small town worker, this was her only way to change her destiny.

She remembered that she had been admitted to university. Although it was just a well-known school in Daxia, she saw the hope of realizing her dream for the first time.

She remembered again when she was in her senior year, in order to get a place for admission to graduate school, she hooked up with a beast with a family and a family.

She accompanied Mr. Jade Shou for a few years, and finally used a little threatening method to successfully get the opportunity to study abroad.

She still remembers that when she put a USB flash drive with a video in front of Mr. Calling Shou, the other party's old face instantly turned ashen.

Through this incident, she summarized two important life experiences.

The first one - the body is sometimes a powerful tool.

Article 2 - If you want to succeed, sometimes you need to do whatever you want.

Later, she came to the Gameni Federation, and she dumped her boyfriend and hooked up with an old white man.

His name is Old Sam.

The living room of Old Sam's house is very similar to this room.

The first time she walked into Old Sam's house, she deliberately challenged Old Sam and had sex with Old Sam in the living room.

At that moment, she felt that the dream of so many years had finally come true.

but.

Why did I work so hard but things turned out like this, and no ordinary high school classmate was doing well?

Zhang Hehua was confused.

Just then.

The faint voice of the mysterious man suddenly rang in her ears.

"The fate of small people is closely intertwined with the evolution of the great era.

"What you call hard work is to go against the trend of the times, and in the final analysis it is just a drowning struggle."

Zhang Hehua smiled bitterly: "Yes, you are right."

From walking openly into the living room of Old Sam's house to entering the living room like a thief, she realized that she had gone around in circles over the past ten years, and had never taken a step forward, but had been regressing.

Although the female high school classmate just lived step by step, she kept up with the trend of the times of going up and going up, and lived much better than her without much effort.

Zhang Hehua couldn't help but ask: "Ten years ago, the Gameni Federation was leading so much in Daxia, why is the trend of the times in Daxia?"

She really couldn't figure it out.

The mysterious man replied: "The trend of the times is just a metaphor. Its essence is the efforts of countless small people, and their strengths gather together is the trend of the times."

Zhang Hehua was silent.

The next sentence of the mysterious man was full of ridicule: "You are not trying hard to sleep with others. On the contrary, this behavior has cut off many better possibilities in your life."

Zhang Hehua looked embarrassed.

The mysterious man said again: "There is food and drink here, and it's no problem to be safe. You can rest here for a day, but you have to do one thing first."

Zhang Hehua asked, "What's the matter?"

The mysterious man said, “In the bedroom on the right, there is a body lying in her wrist, and you need to open the dial and press a red button.

"You have to repeat each of the two points of time: nine in the morning and nine in the evening, otherwise you will have big trouble."

When Zhang Hehua heard these inexplicable words, she always felt like she was involved in a big trouble.

But she had already boarded the pirate ship and could not turn around at all, so she had to respond, "I understand."

The mysterious man's voice did not appear again.

Zhang Hehua gritted her teeth, walked towards the room on the right with a stern finger, and reached out to open the door of the room.

A corpse lying on the carpet, with her body in a lying position, her face facing the bed immediately caught her eyes.

It can be seen that this is an old woman.

The old woman was wearing a gray pajama, with a right arm exposed, and a faint icy blue pattern on the surface of her skin.

Zhang Hehua only took a look and whispered, "Did you die of cold night syndrome?"

She immediately outlined the old woman's death process in her mind.

While sleeping, the cold night syndrome suddenly broke out and breathing became difficult. The old woman struggled to get the phone that was placed next to her for help.

But the old woman did not do it in the end, but rolled off the bed, then died of cardiac arrest.

Zhang Hehua took a light breath, walked carefully to the corpse, intending to pull up the clothes on the left arm of the corpse.

Just then.

The body suddenly moved.

“Ah~”

Zhang Hehua let out the biggest scream in her life, and she fell backwards, falling heavily onto the carpet.

She got up in extreme horror and rushed out of the bedroom.

A little bit of water stain dripped along the carpet to the door and extended to the living room.

She was scared to pee.

It took a long time.

Zhang Hehua found her clothes from another room and changed them. Then she mustered up the courage to walk to the bedroom door and glanced inside.

I saw the old woman still lying on the ground, her head turned, her eyes full of pleading, and her mouth was still moving gently.

It turned out that the old woman was not dead, but she had a breath left.

Zhang Hehua couldn't hear what the old woman was saying, but she could guess that it was nothing more than "help".

She stared at the old woman, and a thought came to her mind: "Do you want to call the police to save people?"

An old woman can hold on for so long, which means that the symptoms should not be serious, but she will not be able to support her when she is old.

If you send it to the hospital in time, the other party will have a high probability of survival.

But Zhang Hehua immediately rejected the idea: "No, you can't call the police!"

Once this is done, the police station will definitely investigate her, which will only cause trouble for herself.

She looked down at the eye-catching urine stains on the carpet again, her eyes became vicious, and she stood at the door and stared at the old woman coldly.

Zhang Hehua wanted to wait for the old woman to die, but after waiting for a few minutes, the other party's mouth moved from time to time.

She hesitated for a moment and made a heart-warming decision: "I'm going to give you a ride."

She found a towel from the bathroom and covered the other person's face tightly in the old woman's horrified eyes.

The old woman had no strength to struggle at all, so she could only breathe desperately and try to breathe a breath of air.

But it was a futile effort.

One minute passed.

Zhang Hehua let go of her hand.

The old woman had stopped breathing.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

She didn't uncover the towel because she was a little afraid to see the other person's face.

She squatted down again, pulled up the sleeve of the other party's left hand, and immediately saw a black watch.

This is obviously what the mysterious man said.

Zhang Hehua studied it for a while and finally opened the dial. There were three tiny buttons inside, namely red, yellow, blue and green.

There is no text prompt other than that, and it is easy for people who don’t know it to make a mistake.

She stretched out a little finger and carefully pressed the red button on the left.

"drop!"

A light sound.

The electronic sound then rang: "Ms. Carlia, good morning!"

The old woman who was suffocated to death by a towel was obviously Ms. Carlia.

Zhang Hehua closed the dial and her face looked gloomy and gloomy: "What exactly does this Ms. Carlia do?"

She had a gut feeling that Ms. Carlia was most likely a staff member of the federal intelligence department.

The dial should be a verifier. The staff will receive a prompt every day and then press one of the four color buttons. They must be pressed once every morning and evening.

If you press it wrong or if you don’t press it, the supervisor will determine that there is something wrong with the employee.

Zhang Hehua smiled bitterly, and a thought became clearer in her mind: "I seem to be involved in a big conspiracy."

She reviewed it in her mind and developed a strong fear of the mysterious man's terrible mind.

The other party just said a few words and guided her step by step to a single-plank bridge in the abyss. If there is any mistake, it will be a disaster.

It was not until now that she realized it later, but she had no way back.

Zhang Hehua shook her head and forced herself not to think about those troubles: "Forget it, go find some food."

She took her watch and closed the bedroom door with her backhand.

"Bang!"

The bedroom was enclosed.

Five minutes later.

When Zhang Hehua found a lot of food in the house, she was filled with joy.

Ms. Carlia lay motionless on the ground, her little finger moving slightly.

The strange light blue pattern on the body was significantly deepened compared to when she died.

This is undoubtedly not a good sign.

*

On the other side.

Yang Fan transformed into "Jack" and still played the role of a dad.

He turned his head and looked at Liang Cuiqian, who was playing with toys seriously, and greeted, "Little guy, let's go outside for some activity."

Tracy responded happily: "Okay, Mr. Magic!"

Her mother, Grace, felt that it was too cold outside and was worried that her daughter would catch a cold due to a weak constitution, so she opposed her daughter going outside to play.

Yang Fan only used a very simple move to resolve Grace's worries.

That is - ginger soup.

Every day, he would take Cuixi out for stroll for twenty minutes, and when he came back, he would cook a bowl of ginger soup for her. Cuixi never caught a cold.

In a dream.

After the rise of Xia medicine in Daxia, the Ma Qi and Lumen theory founded by Ma Youde began to become popular all over the world.

According to this theory, the heat element contained in ginger soup can replenish the energy of certain qi meridians, thereby effectively eliminating the cold air that invades the human body.

This bowl of ordinary ginger soup saved many lives during the cold wave and the low temperature that lasted for more than half a century.

soon.

The two of them wrapped tightly and left the house together.

Today, the route that Yang Fan planned was to walk two times along the small street park not far away.

Since there is only one chance to go out every day, Tracy is very excited.

Sometimes my aunt grabbed a handful of snow and squeezed it into a snowball and threw it into a distance. Sometimes she jumped around in the shallow snow with one foot, which was extremely lively.

Yang Fan followed behind and looked at Xiao Guliang with a smile.

Not long.

The two turned a crossroads.

Tracy was still jumping in front of her.

Yang Fan frowned slightly.

He sensed keenly, a gaze with a strong malicious intent shot out from an apartment dozens of meters away, and followed Trixi closely.

He instantly understood that the little aunt Liang was being targeted.

Tracy appears nearby at a fixed time every day, and it is not difficult for those who are interested to notice this.

Yang Fan muttered secretly: "Is it a human trafficking group again?"

He has been in the Gameni Federation for so long and is very aware of how rampant human trafficking is in the Federation.

Because the federal top leaders have fallen as a whole, for many reasons, the federal government has been deliberately or unintentionally indulging in private.

Every time a case with a relatively bad influence occurs, a few young shrimps will be arrested as the scapegoat, and the backbone members of the human trafficking group will be unscathed.

Yang Fan glanced at the apartment, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He immediately made a decision in his mind: "Just make things bigger tomorrow and bring in the human trafficking group."

Yang Fan moved his right hand, and Yue Yan quietly appeared in the palm of his hand, trembling slightly.

In a distant apartment.

An old black was holding a telescope in both hands, observing Cuixi without blinking, thinking about how to kidnap the little girl tomorrow.

The top sent another demand list, including one hundred children aged 5 to 10.

The moment the old man saw the list, he immediately remembered this little girl who was wandering around every day.

A few seconds passed.

The little girl turned over another intersection and disappeared.

Lao Hei put down the telescope and muttered, "I don't know if they plan to use the child for experiments, or if some big man has a special habit."

Just finished speaking.

Lao Hei suddenly felt his nose itchy.

He reached out to rub it, but when he reached halfway through his hand, he couldn't help but sneeze very loudly.

"Ah Yeh!"

Because of his movements too much, his body suddenly leaned forward.

Lao Hei reached halfway through his right hand and ran into the glass.

There was a sharp dagger on the cup, and the dagger was also touched at this time.

"Bang!"

The glass fell.

The dagger flipped around the air and fell into an open gun box by chance.

The end of the dagger was stuck between the barrel and the box wall, and stood up directly, with the tip of the dagger pointing upwards.

At the same time.

Lao Hei continued to bend over and lean forward, his upper body almost level with the tabletop.

His throat was aimed at the tip of the dagger, and the latter inserted it into his throat with a "pop" and cut off the carotid artery with great accuracy.

Blood immediately spewed out like a fountain.

Lao Hei felt the severe pain, subconsciously reached out to cover the wound, and made a "hoho" sound in his throat.

Due to excessive blood loss and too fast, the brain soon suffered insufficient blood supply, and his consciousness began to blur quickly.

Lao Hei's body shook a few times, fell down obliquely, and hit the floor hard.

"Bang!"

There was a heavy muffled sound.

Another old man heard the noise and came over to check it out. He saw the bloody floor and was immediately frightened.

"Chicken is a disaster, Victor, what's wrong with you? Come on..."

*

Next to the park.

Yang Fan put away Yue Yan and sighed in his heart: "The power of bad luck is much stronger than I expected."

Just now, he used Yueyan's power to lower Lao Hei's fortune to the limit, but Lao Hei turned around and "death" committed suicide.

This is much more difficult than crushing two old men to death by trucks.

After all, the weight of the truck is placed there, and as long as it gets out of control, it is not difficult to kill passers-by.