Chapter 107:

The light rain was like a filament, and it was silent. This is a very old stone road. On both sides were old houses that were ruined, and at first glance there was no anger. Some walls are also pasted with yellow and broken pictorials. Vaguely, they can recognize such words as "how bold a man is and how productive the land is" and "long live the proletariat".
Most of the houses are deserted and it looks like no one has lived for a long time. Occasionally, in one or two rooms, someone flashed, like ghosts. Jian Yaoyi supported Bo Jinyan, walking on such a street, almost doubting that he was dreaming. She never expected that they were living in such a strange place.
Bo Jinyan listened to her whispering the landscape, her look calm. He said: "The world is huge, there are all kinds of wonders. Besides, the bergamot organization is still hiding here, maybe everything we see is just an illusion."
In a word, Jian Yao was more chilling in his heart.
But finally saw the breath of living people.
On the corner, at the corner, a canteen opened the door. The lights are on, and there are some cheap candies, cigarettes, noodles, toilet paper in the cabinet.
Jian Yao shook Bo Jinyan's hand, stepped forward, and asked, "Anyone?"
There was footsteps coming from inside, and Jian Yao looked quickly. This looked like a humble canteen. There was a bowl behind the counter, just after eating, and a red plastic bench. On the half-closed wooden door, some people wrote crooked numbers and English letters with colored pens: A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J ... and some simple guys that looked like It is the child who is learning to write.
A girl came out.
I do n’t know if I ’m 15 or 6 or 18 or 9 years old. I ’m not tall, and my pretty face is a bit childish, but I ’m pretty mature. A pair of cloth shoes. It's almost like a little girl wearing old lady's clothes. But she is dressed in this suit, and it fits well with her surroundings. It is also outdated for many years. But her eyes were black and white and very aura, staring at them, and asked, "Where did you come from?"
In this brief moment, Jian Yao has looked at her quickly. She has ponytails in her hair and no abnormalities in her hands. Her complexion is a healthy wheat color that has been exposed to the sun for a long time. There are some mud stains on her ankles and slight scratches. It is more like a long-term field labor. See nothing strange. So she smiled and said, "Hello, the two of us are outdoors. The boat we drove unexpectedly got lost and got lost in this town. Where is this?"
The girl blinked and said, "This is Zhizizhou."
What she said is consistent with A Hong.
The girl looked at Bo Jinyan behind Jian Yao again and said, "What happened to him?"
Jian Yao's eyes also fell on Bo Jinyan's bloodstained trousers. In the small-scale debris flow just now, although the two reacted quickly and escaped, and she suffered only a minor injury, Bo Jinyan's injury was quite mild. An ankle was swollen and his legs were full. Bruises. Although he didn't say anything all the way, his face was really ugly, so it must have been painful. She was also afraid that his wound would become inflamed. So he continued with a smile and said, "He was a little injured. Girl, do you have a cell phone, or a phone? I want to call a friend."
The girl leaned at the door, but shook her head and said, "We don't have a phone here, nor the cell phone you said, and I haven't seen the cell phone. Mom said it was because there was no signal in the sky." She pointed to the gloomy sky. . "
Jan Yao never thought of such a result, hesitated. Bo Jinyan shook her hand from behind, signaled that she could not be impatient. This action was seen by the girl, and she said "wow", "You two are lover, I think you have a good relationship."
The words were really naive, and Jian Yao smiled reluctantly and asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Qiu Sijin, and flowers are golden."
"So beautiful, I want to ask you again, is there a doctor here that can treat him?"
This question seems to be much better answered by Qiu Sijin. She jumped out of the door and said, "We have a doctor here, just one. Just like you, we come from the outside. The doctor is very good and I will take you there."

After walking about half a street, I finally saw several people along the way. They are all dressed up by local villagers, just as outdated as Qiu Sijin's. There was another person walking across the street carrying two buckets of water. According to Qiu Qijin, there is no running water in the town. Everyone wants to use water to go to several wells in the town. The well water was clean enough to drink directly.
When the villagers saw Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao, they all stopped to look in surprise. It can be seen that very few outsiders really come here. Jian Yao had to bite her head and lead Bo Jinyan to continue. Qiu Sijin was still bouncing, and greeted everyone along the way, a look of heartlessness.
But I do n’t know if the bergamot really hide in this town?
There was a small house in front, the door was open, there were pots of greenery at the door, and an old red cross flag hanging on the window. Although the house is old, it does not prevent the windows from being clear and green. This is almost the most lively home Jane Yao has seen since she entered the town.
That's the doctor's home.
Qiu Sijin stepped in first and shouted: "Doctor! Dr. Wen, there are patients!"
Jian Yao helped Bo Jinyan and stepped in slowly.
A man was standing in the room, close to a meter and eighteen, with a thin figure and a spotless charm in a white coat. He turned his head around and heard a warm smile on his face: "It's like Jin, come and tease me again ..." When he saw Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao, he froze.
Jian Yao also didn't expect that in this deadly and strange town, he would see such a doctor: she looks beautiful, she is elegant, she smiles, and she looks bright.
Even standing in this humble room could not conceal his warm and bright light.
Suddenly she remembered Fu Ziyu. Although they look different, their temperament is exactly the same. Suddenly her throat was a little dry, and a thought popped into her mind—fortunately, Bo Jinyan could not see it yet. At this time, Dr. Wen has said: "are you two?"
Jian Yao removed his gaze from his face without any trace, and replied, "We are backpackers passing by here. The boat sank and came to this island by accident. My husband's leg was injured. Doctor you can help Does he take a look? "
"OK." Doctor Wen immediately crouched in front of Bo Jinyan, and Jian Yao helped him sit down, Qiu Sijin looked curiously. Jian Yao's approach to Dr. Wen was very skilled and professional, so she felt relieved.
"How did you make this wound?" Dr. Wen asked.
Jian Yao answered truthfully: "We encountered a mudslide."
Dr. Wen nodded and instructed Sijin to bring medical supplies and began treating Bo Jinyan with the wound. But Bo Jinyan never said a word, I don't know what he was thinking.
Fortunately, no bone was injured. Dr. Wen managed the wound for Bo Jinyan, bandaged it, and then ordered some precautions and prescribed medicine. Finally, he smiled and said, "It seems that you have to stay in Zhizizhou for a while and be wounded before you can leave."
During the conversation, Jian Yao and Bo Jinyan also learned that his full name was Wen Rong, a very elegant name. Wen Rong used to work as a doctor in a big city. His income is very high and he is very busy. Like many young people who fled Kitakamihiro, he was tired of fast-paced life. An unexpected opportunity came to this town and was deeply attracted and moved by the stagnant time here, so I stayed and opened this clinic. Although the number of residents in the town is not large, he is almost idle, but enough to support himself. Jian Yao has seen many people like him in many ancient cities and towns, so he can understand it.
But Jian Yao did not actively ask about the existence of bergamot organizations. Wen Rong also did not mention it.
As for the telephone and internet? Wen Rong also has some regrets, this mountainous area does not have it.
When leaving Rong Wen's clinic, it was getting dark. Jian Yaoyi supported Bo Jinyan and turned back subconsciously, and saw that Wen Rong had taken off his white coat, only wearing a white shirt and black trousers, standing with his hands in his trousers pockets, and sending them smiling. Qiu Sijin leaned next to him, holding his arm, very sticky to him.
Jian Yao also had some inexplicable emotions in her heart. But the top priority is to find a place to stay overnight. Then try to escape the town or contact the headquarters.
The town was full of abandoned houses, and without much effort, they found a relatively clean bungalow. The bungalows are fully furnished with tables, chairs and beds, although some are old. There is a small yard at the door, where the old trees are hidden and overgrown. When I walked through the intersection just now, Jian Yao saw a restaurant with a very small face, so she went back to pack two meals. The restaurant owner also said curiously and curiously, "You are the two injured backpackers?" It seems that the town is very small, and the news of their arrival has spread. I wonder if this is a blessing or a curse.
It was all dark, and raindrops tapped on the window lattice. Bo Jinyan was lying on a simple wooden bed, and Jian Yao found an old quilt from the cabinet and patted it for a long time before he barely covered him. Bo Jinyan's face is not very good, maybe the wound hurts, or maybe the environment here is too bad. Jian Yao was also at a loss, since the two wanted to come since the investigation, the two haven't had such a difficult experience.
There was no electricity in the room, and she found another kerosene lamp. Bo Jinyan smiled and asked, "Are you a little change?" Jian Yao smiled and said, "Now you know the benefits of taking me on the road?" She went to bed and nestled beside him.
The swaying and dim lights illuminated the whole room like a fantasy. It was extremely quiet, like a secluded valley. As if those "hermits" left in this town, they all fell asleep after dark, adding a bit of strangeness.
Bo Jinyan hugged her with one hand, while still holding a reader in the other, reading the precious material given by Captain Zhu Tao. The light in the room was very dim, and Jian Yao couldn't read the characters on the paper clearly, but his reader was as clear as ever, reading out the lines. Only occasionally, there will be "Zizzi" noise.
An hour later, Bo Jinyan "viewed" the entire document. The material focuses on the recent transactions, internal operating structures, and cooperative relationships of the bergamot organization. However, there is no mention of the core personnel structure, including where Lao Chao is located.
"It seems ..." Bo Jinyan said, "The people who provided this information to Zhu Tao have limited knowledge. Or ... the information is not complete."
Jian Yao nodded, put the note and reader back into his bag, and handed him the medicine prescribed by Rong Rong. But Bo Jinyan said, "Aren't we carrying anti-inflammatory drugs in our bags? I want to eat my own." Jian Yao stunned and asked, "Why?"
Bo Jinyan said: "If this is really the bergamot nest, of the four people we have contacted today, can you be sure who is not the mask killer? The bergamot may not know us, but the mask killer must know."
Jian Yao was shocked and threw the medicine prescribed by Wen Rong to the corner, and took out his anti-inflammatory medicine from the bag.
When Bo Jinyan finished taking her medicine, she picked up a wooden stick by the bed and stood up, saying, "I'm vigil tonight."
But Bo Jinyan pulled her back to the bed and said, "No need. The most important thing to deal with the enemy is to assess the situation and get the most results with the least effort. Tonight we should have a good sleep and replenish our strength. If they are not clear We are definitely not going to act lightly tonight. If it is clear, the two of us will be like the uncle's uncle, we should have started, let us go to see the sick, eat, eat and go shopping? So, Mrs. Bo, just like It ’s the same at home. Tonight we are not in danger. Take a good sleep. "
Jian Yao was so cried and laughed by him, but think about it too, they all came to the enemy's nest. They were wary again, and it was difficult for them to be one hundred. Better to sleep. So he leaned the stick by the bed and lay down after listening to him.
Midnight was even quieter. Jian Yao's hands and feet were very cold even in the quilt. Bo Jinyan held her hands in the palm and placed her feet on her warm thighs. Jian Yao said, distressed, "You'll be cold like that." Bo Jinyan smiled and said, "Oh, it sounds like you didn't put your feet here comfortably every night in the winter." Jian Yao Laughed: "But now you are injured." Bo Jinyan replied: "But for you, my temperature is still."
Jian Yao leaned on his arm with a smile on his mouth. About today I was too tired and soon fell asleep. Fell asleep. At the beginning, Bo Jinyan breathed calmly and evenly. After a while, she noticed that Jian Yao had fallen asleep, but slowly opened her eyes in the darkness, listening to the sound of rain outside the window for a long time, and did not close her eyes.
In the middle of the night, the rain stopped.
The courtyard was full of wet mud, and the leaves dripped with water in the night.
A pair of half-old military boots, stepping on the mud. The man wore a black jacket, lowered his cigarette, and then exhaled slowly. Behind him, there was a lot of people standing.
The man smoked a cigarette with most of it left, dropped it on the ground, stepped on it with one foot, rubbed it with mud a few times, and said, "These two people are strange. Ayue's ship was surrounded by police again. Terminated. 80% are police. Report to the boss tomorrow and kill them. "