Chapter 1506: Cabin in the Forest

Mrs. Miller looked like an angry lioness in front of the forest inspectors, but in fact she was about to collapse. Since her daughter disappeared more than ten days ago, she was crying in remorse and self-blame, sleeping only two hours a day. For three hours, she was still awakened by nightmares. Whenever her mobile phone rang, she always thought that her daughter had been found safe and sound, or that it was okay to suffer a little injury, as long as she was alive.

Since Forest Park officially announced the end of the search and rescue due to the weather, she tried to restart the search and rescue on her own, but after failing, she distributed leaflets to every tourist she met, asking them to help find her daughter.

Everyone gave up, only she never gave up, but even she was reaching her limit.

When the car window was knocked suddenly, she thought that the damned inspector had changed his mind and wanted to drive her out of the county right now. She couldn't bear it anymore and was about to explode completely, but she saw Zhang Zian standing outside.

She was startled, quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and rolled down the window.

"Is that Mrs. Miller? My name is...Jeff, I'm a Chinese tourist, but I sympathize with what happened to you." Zhang Zian reached out to shake her hand, expressing his sympathy and sympathy.

"Thank you, Jeff." Mrs. Miller forced a smile and shook hands with him. She has received a lot of blank stares in recent days, and even empty sympathy is precious.

"Actually..." Zhang Zian turned around and pointed to the camping supplies such as tents and moisture-proof mats tied to the roof of his car, "I also plan to enter this forest and hike alone, just like your daughter."

Mrs. Miller stared at him worriedly. She didn't want this young man, who looked to be about her daughter's age, to repeat the same mistakes as her daughter.

"Jeff, listen to me, the forest is not safe, don't go in alone, at least find a companion." She persuaded.

Zhang Zian smiled, "Mrs. Miller, I didn't go into the forest for pure adventure. I have a reason to go into the forest. Besides, you don't have to worry too much about my safety, I'm good at kung fu."

As he said that, he made a few Wing Chun moves, his fists were windy, and his movements were sharp, which made Mrs. Miller dumbfounded.

"Sure enough, the Chinese are all masters of Kung Fu." She exclaimed.

Zhang Zian just wanted to boost her confidence, and didn't clear up her misunderstanding. In addition, he didn't expect kung fu to guarantee his safety in the forest. Let alone him, even if he dragged Ye Wen over, he couldn't beat a black bear or cougar. In the forest, the only thing that can guarantee safety is calmness and carefulness, and of course the elves.

"What I want to say is,

I haven't figured out a route into the forest yet... so I thought, I'm going to go in anyway, so I'd like to ask you which route your daughter took to get in. If possible, I'm going to follow her route, Maybe it can help you find her..." he said.

Mrs. Miller's eyes widened suddenly, she covered her mouth, and stared at him in disbelief.

"Really? Are you serious? My God! My God! Are you kidding me?"

"Of course not." Zhang Zian said solemnly: "You can trust me, I don't believe in religion, so I won't swear to God, but I can swear to my wallet."

Mrs. Miller was taken aback when she heard this, thinking that this might be a unique Chinese way of swearing, so she didn’t ask further. The most important thing is that someone offered to help her enter the forest to find her daughter, even if he was sent by the devil from hell, She couldn't care less.

She glanced vigilantly into the visitor center and saw that the inspector was looking suspiciously at this side, and immediately said: "I believe you, but it's not convenient to talk here, follow me."

Zhang Zian understood, returned to his car, and signaled to all the elves who were strolling outside to get in the car.

The temperature drops sharply after nightfall, and the elves have hair to keep them moisturized. They don't dislike the cool weather, but the rising humidity makes them a little uncomfortable.

"Who is this person?" Fina asked.

Zhang Zian briefly explained that her daughter was missing in the forest. Considering that she had participated in the search and rescue work for more than two weeks, he should have a better understanding of the surrounding situation, so he planned to ask her about the situation and help each other.

Old Cha agreed: "It should be so."

After Mrs. Miller's car started, he followed her car.

It's getting foggy.

The visibility of the road became very low, and the dark woods on both sides seemed to be ghosts appearing and disappearing in the fog. Zhang Zian could only follow the headlights of the car in front from a distance, which reminded him of the Sahara Desert The experience of driving in a dark storm, the difference is that one is extremely dry weather, and the other is extremely wet weather.

The two of them slowed down the speed of the car very slowly, especially when turning, it was almost like a snail crawling, all the vehicles on the road disappeared, and the cars they encountered could be counted by one hand, it seems that no one is willing to be in the car Driving at night in this kind of foggy day is very dangerous.

After driving for an unknown distance, Mrs. Miller's car turned into a small road, and the road surface became bumpy.

After a while, the car in front stopped.

Zhang Zian also stopped the car slowly, and saw a forest cabin in front of him.

This is really a very simple pure wooden hut, not a country Dabieye, only two houses, with firewood piled outside the house, like a hunting lodge or a place where people who live in seclusion in the mountains live.

Mrs. Miller had got out of the car and was standing at the door of the cabin beckoning him in.

Zhang Zian led the elves and followed her into the house.

"Please sit down wherever you want. This is a place lent to me by a kind person because I don't want to leave. If my daughter is found, I want to see her right away."

She was busy starting the diesel generator, electrifying the cabin, and turning on the warm lights to drive out the darkness.

Then she brought in firewood and lit the fireplace, and as the flames rose, the room became warmer.

The eyes of the elves were all attracted by a deer head on the wall. The deer head was lifelike. Even the head and neck were made into specimens and nailed to the wall. The round black eyes reflected the light.

Such specimens are quite common in the United States. The owner of the house uses the specimens to show that he is an excellent hunter. Of course, the specimens may not be made by the current owner, but the father, grandfather or even earlier ancestors of the current owner.

The elves didn't quite get used to it, and thought it was a bit cruel. Besides, wouldn't you be afraid to sleep while being stared at by this deer head?

"Tea or coffee?" asked Mrs. Miller.

"Tea." Zhang Zian said, he wore very thin clothes during the day, and really needed a cup of hot tea to warm his body.

Mrs. Miller made herself a cup of tea, sat down, and told Zhang Zian what happened after her daughter disappeared.