Chapter 167
Xiao Hei held Zhang Lan's mobile phone on the driver's seat, and there was also a navigation on the screen, but the navigation showed two moving dots, one of which was blue, representing themselves. The other one is red and has entered the Shandong territory. It represents the eldest disciple of the Shen family who was chased by the tracking talisman.
Xiao Hei glanced at the distance, and then said to Zhang Lan, "Wait another 20 minutes. It will be very convenient when it gets completely dark. There is not much difference between two hours and we can catch up."
They had a beautiful idea, but they missed two key points——
1. "Thank you for asking the clerk." What a coincidence, he is also a puppet. If there is an order between puppets, Xiao Hei would have to call the "clerk" his ancestor.
2. There was a "traitor" in their car.
The traitor's surname was Zhou Mingxu. Because he was so excited, he chatted with the new friends he added on WeChat when he got in the car, saying that he was going to go on a long trip to be caged...
Although the new friend talks little, the network is still delayed, and he doesn't even understand the meaning of "goodbye" and "smile", but no matter what, he just finds someone to show off to.
So when his new friend asked him where to go to cage, he came and shared his spot.
On the shared small map, two points were moving forward on a similar route, one behind the other.
Zhou Xu: "..."
A slightly slower person might not be able to see anything for the time being, after all, the distance is still far away. But Zhou Xu was very smart, and he understood almost instantly what he was going to do on this far journey.
But he didn't say anything, so Zhang Lan and the others knew nothing about the changes in things. They only knew that it was already dark and Xiao Hei could rest assured to chase people.
The car obviously accelerated, speeding through the night, and the speed never dropped again. The surrounding cars seemed not to notice them, following their own routes and driving within the speed limit, leaving them far behind.
On Zhang Lan's mobile phone, the two points are getting closer and closer. Just as Xiao Hei said, it took them less than two hours to catch up with the little red dot.
Seeing that it was only one kilometer away, the steady Zhang Yalin couldn't help but say: "It's just ahead."
At Xiao Hei's current speed, one kilometer is a blink of an eye. Zhang Yalin and Zhang Lan raised their heads and stared unblinkingly in front of them.
They had seen the car in Xipingyuan before. It was bright red and very easy to recognize.
However, when they turned a corner, the expected bright red did not appear. Driving in front of them was a blue truck. The truck bed was covered with steel mesh and tarpaulin. It was half lifted by the wind, revealing the crowded interior. Bustling things...
Zhang Lan couldn't see clearly from the back seat, her neck stretched forward like a beautiful snake: "What is that?"
Zhang Yalin said: "Pig."
Zhang Lan: "..."
Zhang Yalin, perhaps afraid of angering her sister, added: "There is a truckload of pigs, and your tracking charm may be on one of them."
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When they were chasing pigs in Shandong territory, they heard that they were already there.
This is where the Jincang Expressway and the Jinshi Expressway meet. Lao Mao found an exit from the expressway, then turned a few times along the road and stopped by a certain forest.
Xia Qiao opened the car window and looked out, confused: "Where is this?"
"Tianjin." Wen Shi was comparing the map sent to him by Zhou Xu. I don't know if it was a coincidence or something, but this place happened to be within the range drawn by Zhou Xu.
"Is it so fast from Lianyungang to Tianjin?" Xia Qiao spoke to Lao Mao while holding on to the car seat.
Lao Mao said: "There are fewer people on the expressway at night, so I drive faster."
Xia Qiao felt a little dreamy and asked: "Then why do you stop here?"
This should be the boundary between villages. At a glance, there are only fields and woods. There weren't even street lights, and there were only a few homes at the end of a dark road.
Fortunately, they knew the people who drove there, otherwise it would be a good place to get social news.
Lao Mao took out a towel, wiped the suddenly fogged windshield, lowered the windows on both sides to get some air, and looked around the road: "It's raining, so I won't go to the city yet."
Xie Wen glanced into the distance through the glass and said, "You are tired from being stuck in the car for a whole day. How about making do with it here tonight?"
Wenshi: "Is it okay to make do in the car?"
Xie Wen was wiping the mist on the car window when he heard this and turned to look at him: "What are you thinking about? Am I so evil-hearted?"
When I heard it, my lips moved and two words came out silently: It's hard to say.
"What did you say?" Xie Wen asked with a smile, and then stretched out his hand from under his eyes, "You have been staring at your phone. Didn't your brother say that you don't like to use it, so you are addicted?"
Wenshi sat hunched over, looking down at the finger wearing a black glove passing under his eyelids.
"I didn't say anything, don't block it." He moved his right hand and moved Xie Wen's fingers to the side. Because the arrangement was not crisp, it was like hooking the other party's fingertips.
Wenshi stared at the fingertip for a few seconds, raised his eyes and said, "Where are you not going in the car?"
"There's a house over there. I happen to know someone who can stay here." Xie Wen pointed to the distance, and then the touch on his fingertips moved away.
"Know him?" Wen Shi was stunned for a moment and realized that he was originally following Zhang Wan's traces. It was normal for Xie to ask if he knew anyone here.
"An old couple." Xie Wen simply explained, "They are very kind."