The President's two-faced adorable wife

In the early morning, before dawn, a car stopped at the 900 gate base.

"Wake up, the car that picked you up is coming." Wen Zilie shook the 900 doors in his sleeping bag.

Nine hundred doors opened their eyes and sat up all at once: "what, what?"

"Come on, you can go." Wen Ziliang took the luggage bag for 900 doors, "don't linger, this car can't stop for a long time."

"You, you really don't go." Nine hundred door also did not take off clothes, roll up the sleeping bag and get up.

Wen Zilie patted 900 doors on the shoulder: "have you taken all the videos? And the testimony? "

Nine hundred doors took a look at the backpack: "I've dealt with it. Don't worry. "

Wen Ziliang and nine hundred doors went out to the door, looked at the car, and was silent for two seconds: "OK, you go. I will apply to return home after you finish handling the affairs here."

"Really not going?" Nine hundred doors have already carried a good backpack, stood in place and pulled Wen Ziliang's shoulder, "it's not sure what happened?"

Wenzilie grinned: "you go back, remember to my wife there to report peace."

From the base came the cry of children, because the environment is not good and there are not many materials. Many children are sick and can't sleep at night.

Hearing the cry, 900 door bit his teeth and turned around: "then I'm going! Come back as soon as you can! "

"Well, have a good trip." Although he said goodbye, Wen Ziliang followed the 900 gate to the door of the car and pushed him onto the truck. "Be careful, you know what?"

In fact, jiubaimen and wenzilie are not very good friends. They only knew shubeibei at the beginning, so they met several times. But after this period of time getting along with each other, the two people's relationship is also closer.

After all, there are no villagers in this kind of place. It's precious to see acquaintances.

Nine hundred doors wanted to see through the window whether Wen Zilie had returned to his room, but it was so dark outside that he couldn't see clearly. Can only see the door dim a small light bulb on, in order to avoid a temporary illness, in the dark can not find the doctor's door.

The car started soon, and the little light was getting farther and farther away. Within this minute, it disappeared in the view of 900 doors.

He held his backpack, lowered his head and clenched his fist.

Although he said that he would stay with him until the problem was solved, he was very glad that Wen did not agree. He really didn't want to stay in a place like this.

It's too hard, physical, psychological.

He came to this place for only three weeks, and the most work he did every day was to dig and bury bodies.

How can so many innocent people be implicated in the war?

They are entangled with disease and pain, and open their eyes every day to usher in turbid air and dark sky. Some children are born without even eating sugar.

Nine hundred doors shook his head and scratched his beard.

The road ahead is dark, only the lights can barely drive out a few meters, but the driver is not slow, should be familiar with this road.

Although it's hard to be reassured in such a dark situation, the driver has seen 900 doors before and is not so upset.

After passing a section of highway, 900 gate suddenly felt a little strange. He didn't know the road, but he also knew that if he wanted to leave, he had to take the road. There were not many roads here, so it was difficult to drive to the next one.

Nine hundred doors did not immediately make a question, he turned his head, a good look at the driver. The coat was the same as the black coat, the trousers were washed white, and the shoes Shoes, leather boots?

Not only that, when did the big hand holding the steering wheel have an extra ring?

Although it was dark, the 900 doors showed that the boots were absolutely new.

Here, even if you get new clothes, most of them are uniforms. Drugs and relief food are the most frequently transported goods. New clothes and accessories are the rarest things here.

It's not right. It's absolutely wrong.

Nine hundred doors yawned, pretended to turn over to sleep, and then secretly put his hand under the door - it was locked.

"What are you doing?" the driver immediately noticed the small movement of the 900 gate, released a hand and grasped his shoulder, "just stay."

the driver swallowed his saliva, and his forehead was in cold sweat.

You can't leave this place so simply

Wenzilie, who had sent away 900 doors, wanted to continue sleeping, but could not sleep.

He wanted to leave, but he couldn't put it down. What's more, he was worried about 900 kinds of evidence.

How could it take me three or five days to go back? It's too easy for accidents to happen.

Since he could not sleep, Wen Ziliang simply got up and sat outside to do some chores.

It's a little bit light now. If you look at the time, the 900 gate should have opened on the road.

Wen Zilie picked up the bucket and decided to get some water for breakfast. Then he carried the medicine box on his back to avoid meeting patients on the road.He walked down the path with a flashlight and a bucket and yawned a little.

"Hey, Doc?"

when Wen Zilie heard the voice, he turned back subconsciously, but at the moment when he turned around, he was in the dark.

I don't know how long the darkness lasted. The pain of his body accompanied by a sense of powerlessness made him open his eyes: "mmm..."

"Wenzilie! Wake up There was a little noise in wenzilie's ears, he blinked his eyes hard, and finally he could see something.

"Wenzilie!" Nine hundred doors was not far away from a sigh of relief, "OK, you are not dead. I wake up half an hour and you're still sleeping! "

Wen Ziliang then reflected that the man around him was 900 doors. He thought of his body, but found that his movement was accompanied by the metal collision of the "crash" sound: "this is, what's the matter?"

When he was fully awake, he saw that his feet were shrunk by an arm thick chain: "what's going on?"

Around him, he stayed in the same room with 900 doors. The room is similar to a prison cell, with two beds and a simple bathroom, and a small flat window.

"I went out with the car, and I was knocked unconscious and tied here before I drove for a while." Nine hundred doors sat on his own bed and spat, "that driver has been bought!"

"I was attacked, too." Wenzilie rubbed his head and felt a little pain.

There was also a TV like screen in front of them, which was suddenly turned on automatically. First, a piece of ordinary TV was put on, and then it was switched to another place.

There is a chair. It seems to be an office.

A few seconds later, Luo huaifeng appears in the picture.

"You've been working hard for years, Dr. Wen." Luo huaifeng narrowed his eyes and laughed coldly.

"What a pain! You didn't do it! " 900 doors want to rush forward to see if the monitor is smashed, but the chain is too short. At most, they can walk to the bathroom and can't touch the TV screen at all.

"Don't be angry." Luo huaifeng said while also picking up some account books to look at, "this is not the thing that can't be done, you can live there at ease, what you want can be asked from the delivery person, not too much can be brought to you."

"So you're going to lock us up for the rest of your life?" Wenzilie pinched his aching joint, but raised his eyelids, "or just a little bit, directly killed us."

No, no, no, no Nine hundred doors glared at Wen Zilie, "how can you be more afraid of death than I am?"

Wen Zilie snorted: "if he wants to kill us, we can still be here?"

"You're right. I really don't want to kill both of you." Luo huaifeng took a sip of coffee, "but I have the ability to keep you two together for a lifetime. After all, you've got my hand on it. There's no way. "

"You think that's ok? Sooner or later Jiesheng will catch you! " Nine hundred doors gave a Pooh and went back to his bed and sat down.

Luo huaifeng heard Xie Sheng's name and sneered: "he's not a police officer anymore. What can I do? Just a businessman with a little money can't help me. "

Wenzilie simply lay down, no longer said anything, closed eyes.

"But if one day he can catch me, you will be saved." Luo huaifeng dropped his eyes and said, then closed the video call.

The TV screen went back to normal programming.

After a little searching for 900 doors, I found the remote control on the bedside table. This place is like a simple motel. It's no less than a prison, but it can't last a lifetime.

"It's really bad luck to meet such a pervert." Nine hundred doors seem to soon adapt to here, holding the remote control while adjusting programs while observing where they can go.

"It's all paid shows." Wen Ziliang did not know when to sit up and murmured.

"Yes, it's surprisingly intimate." Make complaints about the nine hundred door while moving.

Wen Zilie shook his head: "he doesn't want us to judge the location with the TV station."

"Yes, if there is a local station, you can know where it is." Nine hundred doors went to the flat little window again, but because it was too high, nothing could be seen except light, but at least it was day.

Wenzilie suddenly thought of what, and waved with 900 doors: "you squat down, I want to go up to see."

Nine hundred door is a little reluctant, but still squat down to support Wen Zilie.

Wenzilie lay prone to the small window, and when he saw the outside, he bit his teeth: "sure enough, we are underground."

"Underground?" Hearing the body shake, nine hundred doors almost fell down, "what do you mean, isn't the real sunshine outside?"

"It's real sunshine." Wenzilie jumped to the bed and kneaded his forehead. "It's just that under the window, it's close to the ground. There's a meadow outside, and you can't see anything."

Nine hundred doors looked up and took a breath at the small window more than two meters away from them.Seeing nothing means nothing.

If it's a building as they imagine, it's OK. After all, if you can escape, at least there's a place to hide outside.

But if they stay underground in the middle of a grassland, even if they can escape, the surrounding grassland will be quickly caught!