Chapter 1109 Wu Jing, Mr. Song Is Here

Kun will forgive her the first time, but not the second time.

If she wanted to escape with Song Jingtian, she had to do so within this time limit.

Tang Li couldn't help but face Ruan in front of him: "Are you from country S?"

Ruan glanced at Song Jingtian from the corner of his eye, ignoring the little fat man's fire and theft protection, and only replied to Tang Li: "I was born in Siam."

When the words fell, he also left the laboratory.

The answer seemed to say something, but it also seemed to say nothing.

Tang Li saw that Ruan didn't want to talk to him, and when the wooden door was closed, he turned to look at Song Jingtian.

The little guy was looking at her too.

"You said, could he be—"

Tang Li didn't say the word "undercover" after all.

I am also afraid that the walls will have ears.

Without thinking about it, Song Jingtian nodded: "I saw it already."

Being diligent for nothing is not a traitor or a thief.

Therefore, I have to guard Tang Li well and not let anyone pry away the corner.

The next day, when Ruan came back, the little guy put down the half-eaten jelly, picked up the broom behind the door, and hurried down the stilt house to the laboratory next door.

Tang Li was about to bolt the wooden door.

Ruan taught her how to refine it, but it was not easy for the villagers to know about it.

It has to be done secretly behind closed doors.

Song Jingtian ran over and was about to squeeze into the room when Ruan's voice came: "Let this little guy watch the wind outside the door."

Song Jingtian: "..."

Just as he was about to say that being alone is not good, Tang Li asked him, "Can you complete the mission?"

"..." Song Jingtian.

Holding the broom, he squeezed and glanced at Tang Li: "I'm not inside, what if he treats you...?"

When the voice fell, Tang Li also showed him something.

It's a switchblade.

Tang Li took it back without a trace, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry now?"

Song Jingtian hummed and turned around to get the little horse.

The main source plant for extracting Hailuoyin is the poppy fruit.

In the laboratory, Ruan put on gloves and cut open the skin of a poppy fruit, and the white juice slowly flowed out and dripped into a measuring cup.

Tang Li saw that the juice gradually condensed and turned dark brown: "This is?"

"Opium, the material that can be extracted into morphine." Ruan cut a dozen juices one after another. "The morphine is refined and turned into a white powder, which is what we usually call white noodles."

Tang Li came into contact with these things for the first time in his life.

Looking at the glass of juice, what she thought of was the group of child soldiers outside.

Also, those martyrs who died on the front lines of drug control.

"Let you familiarize yourself with these, just in case." Ruan suddenly said again: "Pengsha kidnapped you and didn't clean up along the way. Presumably State S will soon send someone to rescue you."

These words sound like consolation.

But it shouldn't come out of the mouth of a drug dealer.

What if it was a temptation?

So, Tang Li didn't take it, just stared at Ruan's profile and said, "Did you know Ming and the woman who was brought back to the village with us?"

A long time passed, so long that she thought she could not get an answer, Ruan changed her gloves and said, "Ming should not know her, but—"

Ruan turned to look at her, but her eyes were straight: "I'm afraid there are people around her who are familiar with Ming."

In other words, he didn't know who that person was.

Tang Li didn't feel disappointed, he didn't expect to find the truth from Ruan, and because of Ruan's notification, yesterday's guess resurfaced in his heart.

"Are you a Siamese Chinese?" Tang Li asked.

This time, Ruan did not avoid talking: "You can say that."

That is to say, he is not from S country.

——In this way, the inference that Ruan is an undercover agent of S country is also invalid.

Since she's not her own, why help her?

At this moment, there was no one else in the room, and there was a little guy guarding outside. Tang Li was about to ask his doubts when he suddenly felt like he was on his back.

Tang Li turned back and saw a small face posted on the dirty old glass window.

At this moment, the small face has been squeezed flat.

Like the nostrils of a black hole, facing her upright.

Tang Li: "..."

As soon as Tang Li opened the door, Song Jingtian was also getting down from the pony.

A face like a cat.

"What?" Tang Li preempted.

Song Jingtian carried the little horse and quibble: "I saw that the window was a little dirty, so I wanted to wipe it."

"Do you clean windows with your face?"

Song Jingtian: "..."

The little guy was speechless and started to look up at the sky again. Tang Li also noticed that he was wary of Ruan, "If there is any danger, I will definitely call you."

Song Jingtian glanced at Tang Li.

In the heart, it is not a question of whether it is dangerous or not.

That little old man is an old white face.

Although the hair is a little gray, the face is not bad.

His eyes are like falcons, sharp but not vicious, his face is thin but not sickly, his shoulders are broad and his back is straight, not like that big golden chain with a toothpick in his mouth all day, nor like that flower-armed look at people gloomily.

The way he walks is a bit like Ji Ming.

Song Jingtian couldn't help but pouted.

Most importantly, he also knows how to refine.

This Ruan was the first man besides the eldest brother who made him feel a sense of crisis.

When he and Tang Li stood together, they were inexplicably matched.

Don't take it too seriously, what should I do if people turn around and let him abduct him?

It's not that he doesn't believe his eldest brother, it's true that this enemy is too cunning.

That night, as soon as Tang Li put two boxes of self-heating rice on the table, Song Jingtian proposed that from tomorrow, he would replace Tang Li and follow Ruan Xue to refine.

Tang Li: "You can reach the switch of the reactor?"

Song Jingtian: "...!"

The next day, Ruan did not continue to teach Tang Li to refine.

Ruan came over in the morning and told her that the merchant named Wu Jing had arrived.

——He wants to accompany Kun to go to Cochin State to meet him.

Ming is responsible for staying in the village.

According to the plan, the return trip is tomorrow.

Before leaving, Ruan explained to Tang Li that he should try not to go out these two days.

Afraid that Tang Liyang would violate the yin, Ruan said again: "Now, it is not the best time."

Tang Li has always cherished his life, and naturally he will not die.

Even if you want to escape, you have to plan your route in advance.

After Ruan got out of the stilted house and walked away, Song Jingtian gently tugged at Tang Li's hand and whispered, "I have a plan here..."

"No, you didn't." Tang Li ruthlessly deprived him of his right to speak.

Song Jingtian:  …heh.

Tang Li was very aware of the chaos in this village.

Therefore, she and Song Jingtian stayed in the laboratory all day.

In the evening, the sound of a car engine was heard outside.

Then came the loud voices.

In such a battle, only Ruan and the others came back early.

Didn't the business negotiate?

Tang Li walked to the door of the laboratory and could see the situation at the entrance of the village. In addition to a few jeeps, there was also a black car. At this moment, Kun was standing beside him, chatting with Ming.

Then, Tang Li found a familiar figure.

Before she could confirm, the rear window of the car was lowered.

If she was surprised to see Yuan Qin; then, when she saw the man in the car who was wearing a mask and half-tucked his mouth with a handkerchief, she instantly froze in place.

——

Mr. Song is here.

Good night.