Chapter 391 Face

It was just bright and bright, and there was a cry of chickens from time to time in the distance.

Duan Rong's gray -headed face climbed out of a soil hole, and his head, face, and neck were covered with fine earth residue.

When he climbed up his waist, when he climbed up, Simon Kankan and Liu Shushan were sitting there and gasping. The foreheads of the two were sweaty, and their eyes were tired.

Four or five days have passed. In the inside of the east and west sides of the house, the dregs dug out.

In fact, it was okay at the beginning. The authentic is not long. Duan Rongshu's soil residue can be easily transported out, but as the tunnel is getting longer, their workload will turn Times.

The authentic is forced, with a basket of soil residue, climbing a trip is still very wasteful. The key paragraphs are also dug quickly. The two of them can barely keep up with the progress of Duan Rong.

Looking at Duan Rong out, both were relieved. The work of this night finally passed.

In the corner of the house, there is a clear water that Liu Shushan has already been shot. Although this house has not lived for several years, there is a deep well in the yard.

Duan Rong used the water in the face to wash his hands and face. He was generally itchy in his neck and body. He knew that it was scratched by the dregs.

While wiping his face with a towel, he turned around and shook his shoulders, shaking, and suddenly his clothes rang.

Simon Kan and Liu Shushan looked at him, and the three smiled slightly.

On the wooden table that was deformed for a long time, they took out dry food.

In fact, the dry food prepared by Liu Shushan is pretty good. There are sesame cakes, dried meat, and some pickles. They drink water and eat them.

The three were hungry. They ate silently and chewed in the quiet house.

Liu Shushan swallowed a piece of cake with sauce. He glanced at the opposite side and glanced at the dignified face.

These four or five days have passed, and many of his ideas are slowly changing.

He initially felt that Duan Rong's strategy was absurd, but in the past few days, Duan Rongri was silent and worked hard, and he could feel a self -confidence from Duan Rong. Self -confidence in things.

Also, Duan Rong asked him to buy that cannabis bag, but there are still many useless? Duan Rong's plan is not just as simple as digging an authentic past.

If you just dig a tunnel, even if Shen Yanliu is rescued, how can you guarantee that they are not exposed?

Shen Yanliu was rescued, and Chen Xun would bite Shen Mihuan first, and Xiao Yu returned to handling the case with Shen Mihuan. Sob?

Although Liu Shushan determined that there must be a clever plan in Duan Rong's heart, he himself wanted to break his head and couldn't think of it. This seems impossible at all!

Liu Shushan thought about it, Duan Rong had finished eating. He touched his mouth, poured clean water into his throat, and fell down on the dry grass in the corner of the corner to sleep.

In the early morning, in the back of the Gate of Fucheng.

Chen Xun had already got up early. He ate breakfast and looked at the confession in his hand and some of the information he had attached.

It was the detailed information of Shen Yanliu's relationship between Shen Yanliu, which was investigated by Li Hong.

What attracted Chen Xun's most attention was the confession of Shen Mihi's close -up girl Qiu Yan.

According to Qiu Hui, when Shen Mihuan was uncomfortable, there would be a tendency to self -harm. There were several tracts on her arms, all of which were scars that she scratched by herself. It's just that, Shen Mihuan never let her say it.

When Chen Xun had breakfast, he had read all the survey information.

His hand tapped the rosewood round table gently, and thought deeply.

"I'm afraid this girl is not remembering to hate her father, right?" Chen Zheya shocked.

There is also a content in the information. When Shen Yizhen's mother was in her childhood, she was sick, and at that time, Shen Yanliu was not by their side.

Chen Xun suddenly said to himself: "Easy to place. Such a father, such a dead end. Give up for rescue and draw the boundaries. Although he will carry the fame of filial piety, it is better than destroying his life."

When Chen Xun walked out of the flower hall, Shen Mihi's affairs were already put down in his heart. Although he still ordered Li Hong to let him notify the people over there to keep up with Shen Mihuan, he no longer felt that this was an abnormal sign.

It turned out that it was not abnormal, but not normal.

In the late night of the ninth day, for many consecutive days of labor, the tunnel was dug to the scheduled position before the time node.

After Duan Rong's consciousness was released, he covered all the surroundings. Here he was at the end of the authentic at the end of the target cell, but it was only about half a distance.

But now it is not the time to dig through, the timing is not right, and he still has many preparations to do it.

Duan Rong retreated from the tunnel. In the night, he left the place with Simonanan and Liu Shushan and returned to Liu Shushan's other courtyard.

All three were ashamed, and all shirts and socks were soil slag.

Liu Shushan found three clean clothes, and the three were directly by the well, took a shower with a light buttocks.

Simon Kan was rubbing the soap angle on his body, staring at Liu Shushan's black buttocks, and said: "Shu Shan, your figure is still good, just the butt is small, thin!"

Liu Shushan glared at him and said, "Get out of the way. Don't judge my ass."

Ximen Kankan picked up a towel and whistled while scrubbing his body. He began to sing as he whistled. "Liu Shushan has a white ass, and he will get richer as he gets older. Liu Shushan has a black ass, and he will enjoy more happiness as he gets older."

Liu Shushan's face suddenly became darker than his ass.

Ximen Kankan was singing happily when Liu Shushan suddenly kicked him and made him stagger. This kick left a black mud footprint on Ximen Kankan's big white ass.

The well was already quite slippery because they were bathing. Ximen Kankan barely managed to avoid falling. He touched his ass and found a hand full of black mud.

"Okay! You started it first!"

Ximen Kankan said, wiping his ass with a towel and throwing it on Liu Shushan's face. The two of them immediately chased each other in the yard with their asses naked.

After playing for a while, they suddenly found that Duan Rong by the well had disappeared. They walked over and saw that one of the three clean clothes hanging on the tree by the well was missing.

They stopped playing, immediately washed themselves, put on their clothes, and came to the hall.

When they walked into the hall, they saw that Duan Rong had already poured out all the things in the sack, and seemed to be sorting them there.

Take a look!

Just then, a servant came over and said that wontons and buns had been bought back.

It was late at night, and the restaurant had already closed, but there were still stalls selling wontons on the street. When Liu Shushan brought clean clothes to the three people, he told the servant to go to the street and buy some back.

Liu Shushan walked out of the hall and took the food over, and the servant immediately left the courtyard. Liu Shushan had already told them not to come in unless summoned.

As soon as Liu Shushan brought the food in, Ximen Kankan took it and ate it with a slurp. He had been eating dry biscuits and meat for eight or nine days in a row, and he wanted to vomit. Now, eating these hot meals, even if they were just wontons and buns, they tasted like eight-treasure gourd duck.

"This wonton is really good, Duan Rong, if you don't eat it, it will be gone in a while." Ximen Kankan shouted at Duan Rong.

Duan Rong slowly got up and walked sideways to the table while looking at the things on the ground.

The things in the sack had been neatly placed on the ground by him at this time. The densely packed things almost filled up a corner of the hall.

Duan Rong sat at the table, slurping wontons, his eyes still staring at the things on the ground, and his eyes flashed with contemplation from time to time.

Ximen Kankan turned his head to look at the things on the ground, then looked at Duan Rong and stopped talking. He could feel that Duan Rong was under a lot of pressure at this time.

Tomorrow is the tenth day, and Duan Rong's plan has obviously reached the final critical moment.

After they finished eating, Duan Rong squatted in the corner again and started to tinker with the pile of things.

Liu Shushan asked: "Brother Duan, do you need us to help you?"

"No. You can go and rest."

Ximen Kankan and Liu Shushan were indeed tired. They had been working hard for eight or nine days. The two looked at each other and went to rest.

Duan Rong tinkered there for a long time before suddenly coming to the yard. He found some dead branches and dry leaves, gathered them into a pile in the open space at the entrance of the hall, and lit them with a fire starter.

Then he put a small porcelain pot on the pile of firewood to heat it up. There was already a black and two yellow objects in the small porcelain pot. As the temperature of the porcelain pot rose, it made a sizzling sound of hot oil, and wisps of green smoke began to rise. The whole courtyard was filled with a disgusting smell that made people want to vomit...

As the temperature rose, Duan Rong was still adding various things to it...

The next morning, Ximen Kankan and Liu Shushan took a nap and came to the hall again, and found that Duan Rong was still tinkering there. However, his main venue had become the open space at the entrance of the hall. He had made a mess there, and there were bursts of strange smells in the air. Duan Rong's eyes were full of bloodshot. Obviously, what he was doing was very exhausting.

Ximen Kankan and Liu Shushan stood there, and Duan Rong walked by as if he didn't see them. Duan Rong shuttled back and forth, constantly picking up this and that.

The two stood there, feeling that they were in the way. They couldn't even ask Duan Rong if he wanted to help, because the things on the ground were in a mess, but Duan Rong was moving quickly, picking up and putting things down. They looked at it for a while and felt dazzled. How could they help?

The two quickly withdrew from this area and gave this space to Duan Rong alone.

This was the most efficient way for him.

It was not until noon that Duan Rong finally stopped. He peeled off a piece of face from a wood carving.

It was a lifelike human face. Although it was just a piece of skin, the facial features looked quite three-dimensional. However, there was a small hole the size of a mung bean on the right side of the face. At first glance, it looked like a fly was lying on it.

The wood carving with the peeled face was carved on a wooden stake. If someone was present at this time, they could see that the wood carving was Shen Yanliu, with vivid facial features and a very lifelike look.

Duan Rong looked at the photo in his hand. His face was slightly translucent in the midday sun, and suddenly he smiled evilly with red eyes.