Chapter 121
January 16, 2021, 14:20 pm, the weather is sunny.
Yangcheng, a winter afternoon, under the warm sunshine.
Huadu District, an ordinary four-bedroom apartment.
Beside the floor-to-ceiling window, a small section of the curtains was opened, and the sunlight shone into the living room...
Ye Yuan, with his upper body naked, sat next to the sunlight. He took off his clothes, revealing a body that was almost covered with bandages, with blood seeping out everywhere. Blood, soaking the bandage red. aside.
When Li Ruobing and Yang Xianmin saw this, they covered their mouths, their eyes filled with distress.
"Lin Mang, come here."
Sensing that Li Ruobing's hands were shaking, Ye Yuan shouted.
Like a spear, Lin Mang, who was standing on one side, took a step forward and stood behind Ye Yuan.
His hands were steady.
The red-soaked bandage, a little Uncover it bit by bit... disinfect the wound and apply medicated powder…
"call!"
Ye Yuan just groaned, his forehead was covered with thin beads of sweat, and his face was bloodless in pain.
After a long time, his tightly clenched palms were released again.
"I'm all right���You go and do what you are doing."
Ye Yuan said in a deep voice.
……
Sitting in front of the sofa, my eyes passed over the steps.
Not long.
Look back.
He held a high-precision, experimental force measuring instrument in his hand.
720ワ20.2 cows! ,
37.9 cows!
44.1 cows!
Ye Yuan stared at the changing numbers between the instruments, and his hands were still trying without stopping. can be discovered.
The number on the dashboard is rapidly approaching 50 N
…
Time passes little by little.
On January 17, 2021, the weather was sunny.
50 cows!
50 cows!
50 cows!
In front of the sofa, Ye Yuan kept exerting force on his palms. At this time, a series of numbers on the instrument stopped at the same number.
Eating, washing, even when meeting physiological needs, Ye Yuan kept trying the pressure gauge.
Wait until the time reaches nine o'clock.
Ye Yuan looked heavy, let go of the pressure gauge, stood up, and changed into a gray windbreaker.
Holding a long black umbrella that could be used as a walking stick, he opened the door and left the shared house.
Behind him, Lin Mang followed closely like a shadow. A black car was produced, driving on the path indicated by Ye Yuan...
Noon, 10:50. outside the city.
The figure in a gray trench coat walked into an office building next to the Yangcheng Welfare Institute.
Holding his palms up like a knife, he walked through the large office.
One office worker after another, lying in front of the desk as if falling asleep.
Hula...
Ye Yuan opened the curtains, and some dazzling afternoon sunlight fell on his cheeks.
Turn sideways.
Look out the window.
Not too far away, on the lawn in front of the amusement park of the Yangcheng Welfare Institute, aunts and caregivers in black costumes... as well as Lei Qiang and Uncle Wu... all stood with sad faces.
Today is the third day after Dean Xu passed away. He is going to be buried. His ashes will be buried among the grass.
It is said that the sunshine is the best, and you can still hear the bright laughter of the children in the courtyard.
Ye Yuan's eyes glanced at every direction and corner.
His expression was gloomy.
He made a fist with one hand and slammed it against the wall.
Even after Grandma Xu's death, there was no peace, because all parties from the shadow circle were watching.
Noon, eleven o'clock.
Under the distant gaze, the ashes of the old dean were...buried!
Stand by the curtain.
Ye Yuan faced the direction of the tombstone and bowed deeply... Beside him, Lin Mang, who was like a shadow, also bowed seriously to that position.
After a long time, I stood up again.
Looking at the tombstone in the distance, Ye Yuan withdrew his gaze, turned around, and strode away as if he had no nostalgia at all.
……
His girlfriend, Ye Mengwei, was still sound asleep.
The old dean who was doting on him and treating him seriously when he was young also left.
Now, Ye Yuan is falling deeper and deeper into the abyss of hell; the chains that can bind him have broken one by one.
The black car drove towards Nansha District.
Sitting in the boat under Lin Junxiong's crew, headed for Dahu Mountain, the small island in the center.
Island side.
Ye Yuan asked Lin Mang to stay.
He plunged into the island alone and continuously determined his location based on high-precision positioning.
January 17, 2021, 15:28:09 pm.
Ye Yuan, stop at the node in the path.
This is the center of the island, the area with the highest slopes.
Holding a precise time stopwatch in his left hand, Ye Yuan held his breath.
The countdown timer flashed quickly...
15:29:03 pm.
Ye Yuan looked towards the Pearl River Estuary in the distance and vaguely felt a penetrating wind blowing towards his position.
15:29:17 PM.
Ye Yuan raised his palm accurately and stabbed it into the position in the direction... I don't know if it was an illusion. At this moment, his palm seemed to be thrust into the center of a small whirlwind!
Stirring clockwise... round and round...
Ye Yuan let go of his hand. The movement was obviously not strenuous, but it made his whole body sweat.
He raised his head, feeling the changes in the breeze around him, and looked into the empty void.
This moment.
Ye Yuan seemed to see the changes in the weak airflow in front of him. This weak airflow was like ripples in the calm water, spreading continuously and radiating to other systems in the space... his eyes were burning.
Breathing heavily.
Ye Yuan looked at the second step in this path:
January 31, 2021. At 12:11:40 noon, 132 degrees east longitude, 32 degrees north latitude, a typhoon came and swallowed up everything...
In the glimpsed step After finding the coordinates, he searched for the corresponding orientation.
The positioning area of this coordinate seems to be somewhere on the coast of Fuso Country…
…
"Fourteen days left"
"look forward…"
"Really, like the work of a god or demon."
Ye Yuan's cheeks were rosy and he whispered one after another.
He turned around, no longer hesitated, and walked towards the island again.
……
The black car was parked at a busy intersection.
Wearing a gray windbreaker, Ye Xi looked at the CBD Financial Center Building in Yangcheng Center through the car window.
After announcing their investment in Yangcheng, this building was basically regarded as a commercial office building for their own use by the Ding family.
"Let's go"
"It's not time yet."
Ye Yuan suppressed the emotions in his heart and said to Lin Mang in front of the driver's seat._To read the underlined version of the novel, please download the Faloo Novel APP!
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