Chapter 1169 Whizzing by
"Brother, Shipozi is going forward, right?"
Ren Kuangshan was riding a mountain motorcycle, driving leisurely. He met two motorcyclists on the road and greeted them enthusiastically.
He felt that he was almost out of the gloom of cancer. Of course, the cancer was still there, and he was still dying, but he felt a little calmer.
The two people coming in the opposite direction were also very happy to meet a fellow cyclist on a mountain road in the suburbs. They stopped their cars and pointed out the way carefully. Then they looked at the equipment on the back of Ren Kuangshan's motorcycle and said in a loud voice: "Are you going to sleep in the wild? So amazing, are you going to fish?"
"Fishing, but I didn't bring any equipment this time. There's no place on the motorcycle." Ren Kuangshan actually brought a fishing gear and a float, but it's true that he didn't bring a fishing rod. His plan was that if the outside world was tense, he would hide in the mountains for a while and then go out. Maybe he could get some food by fishing.
He didn't have many years to live, so he couldn't accept the option of going to jail. Furthermore, people now say that many foods sold in the market have various problems and are prone to cancer, so he might as well live in the mountains for a while and treat it as a natural treatment.
Of course, this is the worst of the worst, just a strategy for Ren Kuangshan to be on the safe side.
His first choice in the plan is to go to Russia to play with long-legged girls.
He has free time and money now, so even if he plays for three years, he can play for 1,000 days.
And those who work day and night, if they have two days off a week, they can only have 104 days off a year, plus 11 days of statutory holidays, a total of 115 days, and those who have annual leave can't reach 130 days. As for the poor people who have only one day off a week, they can only have 52 days off a year. Assuming that they don't work overtime on statutory holidays, they only have 63 days off a year. This requires them to be good enough not to sleep all night on precious weekends and become the maintenance of production tools for capital.
That is, even if Ren Kuangshan only has the last three or four years of his life left, it can still be equivalent to the happy time of the cows and horses who have two days off a week for 10 years, theoretically it can be equivalent to the happiness of the cows and horses who have one day off a week for 20 years, and in fact it should be equivalent to 30 or 40 years.
Of course, if the cows and horses lose their jobs, I don’t know whether this rest time and happy time should be increased or reduced.
Ren Kuangshan hummed a song and rode his motorcycle lightly to the Shipozi gas station.
This is a gas station on the county road. The business is average, but there are many residents nearby who use motorcycles. When it refuels motorcycles,
there is no special discriminatory policy. Ren Kuangshan has been here twice when he was running in the mountains before, and he still remembers the nearby roads.
Ren Kuangshan wore a motorcycle helmet, and he didn’t need to take it off. He parked the car and turned off the engine. He watched the staff fill up the gas, and then went to the supermarket inside to pay. He used WeChat to scan the code. WeChat was bought in advance, and it was a full set of products together with the bound ID card and bank card.
The real lying flat, the Sanhe gods were hit, and there was a reason.
Everything went smoothly. Before leaving, Ren Kuangshan took another Liqun, a lighter, and three bottles of water as supplies.
Riding on the motorcycle again, Ren Kuangshan walked along the county road for a while, passed several large vehicles, and then found the road in front of a large GG sign of a farmhouse, turned around, and went up the mountain again.
After less than 20 minutes of bumping, there was no human habitation around.
When Ren Kuangshan passed a deep valley, he stopped, took out the mobile phone in his pocket, turned it off first, and then found a big rock and smashed the mobile phone on the spot until the battery of the mobile phone was smashed out. He then collected the splashed fragments, found a plastic bag to put them in, and threw them into the deep valley together.
Ren Kuangshan also had other mobile phones and ID cards on him, and he couldn't waste them like this later, but on the first day, it was never too careful. He also remembered the warning of the contact person very clearly that the mobile phone also needed to be logged in and recorded when passing through the base station. The less people there were in the mountains,
the slower these data were refreshed, which was beneficial to the police's investigation.
Ren Kuangshan prepared for so long just to avoid going to jail, and he would not hesitate to use any good mobile phone.
Dirty...
Ren Kuangshan restarted the motorcycle and continued to drive along the mechanized farming road under his feet.
He first ran this road in an activity organized by a motorcycle friend group. It is a relatively elementary off-road route. It is not too difficult, and the surrounding scenery is also average, but many teams like to organize this route because the route is simple and not easy to get lost.
In addition, because this mountain is the boundary mountain between the two cities, the traffic police on both sides don’t like to control it. Whether driving a motorcycle, doing off-road, or camping, you can be more free.
Ren Kuangshan used to drive a truck, so he is very good at remembering the road. He threw away his mobile phone here, and he was not afraid of getting lost.
He rode for more than an hour and passed a flat land with a mountain behind and water. He felt that it was almost done, so he stopped on the spot, checked it a little, and started to pick up firewood to make a fire and set up a tent, just like a camper out to play.
Everything was done, and it was still light, so Ren Kuangshan picked up some more firewood, smoked and roasted the fire, and was too lazy to take out the prepared food.
It was not that he was not hungry, but he had no appetite, which was very strange.
He did not sleep well at night. Without a mobile phone, he could only sleep when it got dark. Ren Kuangshan had a dream all night, and in the early morning of the next day,
he opened his eyes by himself.
He looked at the stars with his eyes open, and looked for more than half an hour before the sun rose lightly.
Ren Kuangshan jumped up as if he had heard some order, and began to pack up various equipment. After loading everything into the car, he set off without hesitation.
An hour later, a small city at the foot of the mountain appeared in Ren Kuangshan's field of vision.
Ren Kuangshan checked the direction and confirmed that he was not lost. He rode for another twenty minutes before actually arriving at the edge of the city.
After parking the car on the side of the road, the first thing Ren Kuangshan did was to turn on a new mobile phone and read social news and hot events.
"The academician was killed!"
When Ren Kuangshan saw these four words, his pupils suddenly dilated.
"I killed an academician?" Ren Kuangshan was a little stunned.
This is not the same as what the sponsor said.
At that time, the other party only said that he was the boss of another company, and that the two parties had a big feud--"
Ren Kuangshan didn't quite believe it, but he didn't believe it either.
To be honest, he didn't quite understand the value of an academician, but he knew that academicians were very powerful scientists. When such a person dies, the police will definitely pay more attention to it than a company boss.
Ren Kuangshan quickly flipped through a few news items, not daring to waste too long, and got back on the road after looking at the time.
This time, he drove for a long time on the city road until he saw the railroad tracks. He parked his motorcycle on the side of the road, picked up his backpack and cigarettes, and started walking north along the railroad line.
A green train roared past. Ren Kuangshan kept his head down and walked. After a while, he went against the rails and climbed up to the platform of this small station with two locals who were evading fares to help each other.
The pre-requisite security check, ticket purchase and other steps are all skipped.
There was a lot of noise all around, with dozens of people chatting and waiting for the bus.
Ren Kuangshan patted the dirt on his clothes and silently blended into the crowd.