Nightmare Attack

Chapter 128
As soon as these words came out, even Zhou Rong, who had always presented a positive and reliable image to others, couldn't help being startled, and after a while he said in embarrassment: "Mr. Yin is still so humorous."

Jiang Cheng pinched his waist and said carelessly, "I just can't figure out how dare Village Chief Qian entrust such a secret matter to a foreigner. Isn't he afraid of problems?"

His words opened up new ideas for everyone.

Previously, everyone's discussion focused on Zhao Xiangmei's identity, but this Yin Zhiping took a different approach and suspected the relationship between Village Chief Qian and Zhao Xiangmei.

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Indeed, abduction and trafficking of women is a felony to be shot. How could they trust a foreigner?

Enduring the severe pain in her leg, Li Lu said, "Could it be that Zhao Xiangmei's husband is from Xiaoshijian Village? So she's also half a villager."

"It's possible," Zhou Rong said after thinking.

Those who can stand here are not newcomers. They already feel that the difficulty of this mission is different from what they have experienced in the past. One day and one night have passed, and they have sacrificed one life, and the plot has not made any substantial progress.

It won't work like this
Jiang Cheng squinted his eyes and looked out the window, turned his head and said, "It's not dark yet, I think we'll be divided into two groups, one group will stay here and wait for the food to be delivered, and the other group will go to the village."

"Is it too dangerous?" Jiang Zhongyi swallowed and asked in a low voice.

His worry was not unreasonable, the sky in the mountains was not as dark as outside, it was always dark, if he didn't come back before dark, there was no telling what would happen.

Pei Gan nodded, as if after careful consideration, "Then please leave it to Mr. Yin." He raised his head and looked at Jiang Cheng with great concern, "You don't have to worry here, I will stay and deal with them."

"Tsk," Jiang Cheng sized Pei Gan up and down with great interest, this decent old guy was comparable to Zhen Jianren in the previous book, even more so in appearance.

"Then Mr. Pei must be very careful," Jiang Cheng replied with the same concern in his eyes.

After determining the course of action, the following is the grouping.

Li Lu had a leg injury, so she had to stay. Yu Man didn't seem optimistic about her plan to go around the village, so she also bluntly said she wanted to stay.

Counting Pei Qian, there are already three people left.

"I'll go out and have a look," Zhou Rong first nodded to Jiang Cheng, and then announced.

To everyone's surprise, Chen Xiaomeng also chose to go for a walk in the village.

In this way, there are three people who decide to stay and three people to go out.

Among those who could breathe, only Jiang Zhongyi remained silent.

Generally speaking, there are more people who go out to look for clues than those who stay at home. Although Jiang Zhongyi wanted to stay, he kept his words light, and in the end he wisely kept his mouth shut.

"I'll be with you too."

Jiang Zhongyi had a bitter face, and he could tell from his expression that he was very reluctant.

But to his surprise
"Without you."

After Jiang Cheng finished speaking, he left with Chen Xiaomeng and Zhou Rong without looking at him.

Jiang Zhongyi was very excited, but he didn't want to show it too obviously, his face turned red.

The only thing that made him uncomfortable was Chen Xiaomeng's eyes when she passed him. Her eyes were cold and strange, as if she was looking at a corpse.

Jiang Zhongyi himself was frightened by his own thoughts, he hurriedly shook his head, and when he looked up again, several people had already walked away.

The setting sun hangs slantingly on the top of the mountain, walking slowly along the path in the village, and there are smoke from cooking in the distance from time to time.

It seems that even if such a thing happened, some people still chose to stay.

This is the so-called hard to leave the country.

There are two worlds separated by the bluestone slabs at the foot, the door on one side is closed, or the window frame is broken, which has been abandoned.

On the other side, although it is dilapidated, the few vegetable beds still show that it is still inhabited.

Poverty is the main theme here, and there is a large lack of labor force, which is undoubtedly a disaster for such a village that depends on fishing and hunting for survival.

The terrain in the mountains is rugged, and it is not suitable for large-scale cultivation of food.

Chen Xiaomeng seemed to see what Jiang Cheng was thinking. While looking at the several vegetable beds, she sneered and said, "Even if the villagers can support themselves by reclaiming the land, can Zhao Xiangmei let them go?"

The reason is that Zhao Xiangmei is the unavoidable calamity for the villagers.

Several people's footsteps sounded, as if they were strolling aimlessly. Jiang Cheng looked left and right. Zhou Rong originally wanted to find a chance to be alone with Jiang Cheng, but Chen Xiaomeng followed him.

"Who?" Zhou Rong asked alertly.

Following Zhou Rong's line of sight, a small head appeared behind the fence in the yard not far away.

It was a girl, about 6 or 7 years old, wearing light blue coarse cloth clothes, with a pair of innocent big eyes, looking at them curiously.

She probably thought that she was hiding well and would not be discovered, so after being found out by Zhou Rong, she acted very panicked.

She jumped down from the half-stepped fence, turned, and was about to run home.

But suddenly, she stopped and stared at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng looked at her with a smile, and stretched out his palm, with a crumpled steamed bun in his palm.

The girl's throat couldn't help rolling up and down.

The next thing was much simpler. Jiang Cheng successfully lured the little girl out with a steamed bun, and they chose a cool place to sit down.

"What's your name?" Chen Xiaomeng asked with her head tilted.

"Red."

The girl ate the steamed bun with big mouthfuls. The steamed bun was not too small, but he let her eat a few mouthfuls. She ate more than half of it, and finally choked.

As the distance got closer, everyone found that the girl was thinner than she looked, and her complexion was also unhealthy sallow.

"You live in that yard?"

"Well," the girl nodded, and at the same time stuck out her small tongue, licking the crumbs of the steamed buns in her hands very seriously.

The yard she mentioned was the one with the vegetable field in front of the door.

"Who are there in your family?" Zhou Rong interrupted and asked.

The girl licked her lips, feeling a little unsatisfied. After a period of contact, she became bolder.

She glanced at Jiang Cheng who was also biting a steamed bun, swallowed, stretched out her hand and said, "Give me the steamed bun in your hand, and I'll tell you."

After receiving the half steamed bun that Jiang Cheng handed over, the girl's eyes were shining with joy, she kept swallowing, but as if she had thought of something, she held it back.

Finally, he carefully stuffed half of the steamed bun into his clothes pocket.

"There is no one else in my family," the girl lowered her head, "only Hong Hong is left."

She stared at her toes when she spoke, looking very pitiful, but her big eyes rolled in their sockets from time to time, just when she felt that her acting skills were enough to get away with it, the back of her neck tightened and her feet left the ground.

Jiang Cheng lifted the girl up in the air like he was pinching a little chicken.

Then he reached out and took out the half steamed bun from the girl's pocket, stuffing it back into his clothes.

"Then I won't be used to you anymore," Jiang Cheng said, "I'm not your father."

(End of this chapter)