The heavy rain was drifting, and raindrops as big as beans hit the car windows, making a terrifying ticking sound. The speed of the wipers seemed to be unable to keep up with the washing speed of the rain, and the line of sight was also somewhat obstructed.
It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and because of heavy rain, there were not many cars on the road.
Just when Zhang Yang was about to hang up the phone, a burst of noise suddenly came from over there.
"Quick, she didn't run far, she's probably hiding nearby. Let's look carefully. If she escapes, we'll all be doomed..."
"There are mountain roads here. That woman came from the city and she can't run far..."
Then there was the crackling sound of a bunch of water boots stepping on the muddy ground, but because the sound of the rain was getting louder and louder, the sound on the other side became increasingly unclear.
Zhang Yang frowned. It seemed that Lin Shanshan was in trouble. The trouble was quite big. Judging from the only information available so far, she might be trapped in a mountainous area.
And because the guy looking for her was nearby, she didn't dare to make a phone call for fear of alerting the guy.
Zhang Yang didn't think much, looked at the time, hurriedly took out his spare mobile phone from the car, and called Xu Danlu. After Xu Danying went to school, the only one who could use the shadow system at home was Tang Qiqi.
Xu Danlu also knew a little bit, but Tang Qiqi's injuries were not completely healed and it was difficult to move around, so Zhang Yang could only ask Xu Danlu to help.
After Xu Danlu answered the phone, Zhang Yang quickly asked her to help locate the signal source of Lin Shanshan's mobile phone number.
Xu Danlu didn't ask any questions and hurried up to the fifth floor.
Zhang Yang was still on the phone with Lin Shanshan. After about five or six minutes, Lin Shanshan suddenly hung up the phone.
Zhang Yang looked at the record of the hung up call. It had been about seven or eight minutes, and Lin Shanshan had not spoken. This showed that her hiding place was probably extremely close to the people who were looking for her, so she did not dare to act rashly.
Zhang Yang thought that she might call again, but after five or six minutes, there was still no movement, which made Zhang Yang anxious.
Since Lin Shanshan last met her on the street, she disappeared without leaving any other useful information. However, her identity is that of a CCTV financial news reporter, so if she comes to Mening, she probably has an interview.
task.
Isn't she going to do an undercover investigation and get caught?
Now it's all in the dark, and listening to the content of their conversation, it seems that they are still in the mountains. If Lin Shanshan is caught by them, how can she escape unscathed in that kind of environment?
Zhang Yang held the phone, hesitating whether to call her or not, but he was afraid that if she didn't turn off the ringtone, it would cause trouble for her.
But let's not fight. Lin Shanshan didn't call again. Could she have been arrested? What is her situation now? Zhang Yang was extremely anxious.
Fortunately, just when Zhang Yang was anxious, Xu Danlu called back.
"The phone signal is sent out from the back mountain section of Tuyang Village, Zhongping Township, Long'an County. Tuyang Village is on the edge of Xiawei Town, Linhai District, Mening City. There are mountainous areas over there. Yangzi, you asked me to check this phone number.
Well?"
"Tuyang Village, Zhongping Township, Long'an County?" Zhang Yang was stunned. He was a standard geography fanatic. He knew about Long'an County, but he didn't know where Zhongping Township was.
But he couldn't think too much about it at the moment. Fortunately, the car had a GPS. He immediately entered the address of Tuyang Village in Zhongping Township and drove there according to the map's instructions.
Tuyang Village is only about 20 kilometers away from Linhai District. No wonder Lin Shanshan's first thought was to call him.
While Zhang Yang was driving, he called Qiao Xier again. She was Lin Shanshan's classmate. Maybe she should know that Lin Shanshan came to Meining.
After the call was connected, Qiao Xier became anxious when she heard about the situation: "Wait for me, I'll let you in right away to check."
Not long after, she called back again: "Yangzi, Yangzi, I contacted their TV station, and their TV station told me that Shanshan came to Southeast Province this time and said she was doing an undercover program, which seemed to be a gutter oil column, eh
, I heard that there is a processing factory in Long'an County that specializes in processing dead pork and recycling gutter oil. They went to record this program specifically this time. There was also a couple with Shanshan. If their identities were discovered,
, I’m afraid it will be very dangerous.”
"Gutter oil?" Zhang Yang looked at the car map. It was less than five kilometers away from Tuyang Village, but now there were mountains on both sides, and the road had become narrower and narrower, turning into a single lane.
On a small rural road, it was raining heavily and the road was extremely muddy, so the speed could not be increased at all.
But this is not the point. The key now is that Lin Shanshan doesn't know what's going on and her specific location. In a small village like this, there are no surveillance cameras at all. Even if the Shadow System found her through mobile phone signals
Zhang Yang had to find the specific location slowly.
In such a dark little village with such heavy rain, it is undoubtedly very difficult.
However, when Zhang Yang rushed to the entrance of the village, he saw from a distance halfway up the mountain, beams of dazzling flashlight beams swaying around and heading towards a large house.
Accompanied by bursts of foul language mixed with local dialects.
Zhang Yang frowned, casually parked the car at the entrance of the village, grabbed the black windbreaker from the back seat of the car, and submerged himself into the pouring rain.
It was raining very hard. When I got off the car, my whole vision was blurred. What was worse was that the ground was very slippery. It was really hard for Lin Shanshan, a delicate and wealthy female princess, to come all the way from the capital.
If you come to a place like this to conduct an unannounced visit, no one will believe you.
Zhang Yang had already asked Qiao Xier to report the incident to the local police. However, due to this kind of delay, at this time, and with the traffic conditions, it was estimated that it would take at least an hour for the police to arrive.
Time does not wait for you. If Lin Shanshan is caught by these people, they will not care what your laws are.
Zhang Yang followed the light and saw a large black factory building supported by a canvas shed in the distance. He also smelled a nauseating stench in his nose.
I quietly took a closer look and saw that inside the large black factory building, under the dim light, a dead pig with white flowers was placed haphazardly on the black and smelly wooden boards. Flies and mosquitoes were flying everywhere, and there were several people beside it.
A huge oil refining barrel was in operation. There was no one in the factory, except for a bearded, shirtless middle-aged man holding a cigarette and stuffing two pieces of paper in his nostrils to endure the stench while loading oil.
Zhang Yang covered his mouth and nose, frowned, and quietly touched up from the edge of the factory building.
The location where Lin Shanshan sent out her cell phone signal was almost here, which meant that she had guessed correctly. When Lin Shanshan called her, she should have been hiding around the underground refinery.
He quietly walked outside the big house, which was a typical southern rural house. Looking inside, the courtyard inside was brightly lit, and there were about a dozen people standing there, several of them holding butcher knives in their hands.
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The voices inside were also very noisy, mumbling loudly, with different accents in different places, but the local dialect was the most spoken. Zhang Yang was in peace, and the dialect in Ding'an County was almost the same as his, so he could understand it.
"Okay, tell me, what should we do with these three people now..." A middle-aged man in his early fifties with a large black mole on his mouth was wearing a black raincoat and put on his body.
Jean, after looking around at the people present, said slowly.
Zhang Yang took a look through the gap exposed by his body and immediately discovered the problem. On the big pillar behind the middle-aged man, there were two men tied up, and another one was lying straight on the ground.
The two tied men had rags stuffed into their mouths. Zhang Yang glanced at them and saw that they were a man and a woman. The one on the ground was wearing a pair of black jeans and a thick plaid shirt with a high bulge.
Her breasts showed her gender. She was extremely tall and had long black hair that covered her face, making it difficult to see her face clearly.
But when Zhang Yang looked at her figure, she seemed a bit similar to Lin Shanshan.
"Boss Chu, what else can we do? These three people are all reporters. If this matter gets out, not to mention that our factory will not be able to continue to operate, even us people will be arrested and imprisoned."
On the pillar, a man about forty years old, wearing a red jacket and missing an eyebrow, with a bare head and a fierce look said in a strange and sinister manner.
"Ge Laoer, tell me, how should we deal with these three people?"
The bald man grinned and sneered: "Boss, what do you say, let them go, we have to finish playing. Anyway, these three people are here for an unannounced visit. If we don't tell, who knows they have been here, right?"
"
Boss Chu, who had a black mole, frowned, stretched out his hand to make a gesture on his neck, and said in a low voice: "Do you mean to kill them?"
"What do you think, this is all we can do now." That Ge Laoer put his hands in his trouser pockets, raised his foot and lightly kicked the male reporter who was staring at them in horror and shaking his head.
He squatted down with a smile, pinched the male reporter's chin, and said mockingly, "Hey, you are still a CCTV reporter. I wonder if you are too idle to take care of this mess of ours. Please do it properly.
Wouldn’t it be nice to be your master in the capital, but I have to come here to seek death..."
"Ge Laoer, what are you talking about? If we use dead pork to make oil, we are breaking the law at most. If you kill someone now, it will be different. Then we will become murderers.
Yes, we will not get involved in this kind of thing." After hearing what Ge Laoer said, a man in his early thirties, a slightly thinner man wearing a one-piece raincoat, entered the scene.
He stood up and objected emotionally.
Upon hearing this, Ge Laoer immediately stood up, rushed in front of the thin young man, slapped him directly, and kicked him down.
"Hundan, how long has it been, and you are still going against me?" Ge Laoer put his hands on his hips, stared at the young man lying on the ground fiercely, and said fiercely, "When you do it later, you
