Tender trapping

Lee was looking for clues in Zhuo Wenlang's study. Ran Xu stood at the door and looked at the study quietly. There was still a scent of sandalwood, but it was difficult for him to calm down——Zhuo Wenlang said where he was going. No man's land, he said the starry sky there would be beautiful.

"Didn't you say you like the landscape photos in photography magazines? If you come along, we can take some photos together."

This was Zhuo Wenlang's last invitation to him.

Ran Xu sometimes felt very contradictory. For example, Zhuo Wenlang's lies clearly showed his intention to play tricks on people, but he was extra careful in all kinds of details... Ran Xu only mentioned photography to him once or twice, Didn't expect him to take it all to heart.

No man's land.

Ran Xu knew what kind of concept it was. The uninhabited desert did mean the purest starry sky, but it also meant countless dangers.

Lee said that Zhuo Wenlang used to travel on vacation, but usually he would not tell the people here about his personal plans, and for the company, as long as they can contact Zhuo Wenlang himself at any time, they will also Don't care where the big boss went.

But this time is different, the time has passed and Zhuo Wenlang is still out of contact.

In the end, they found the clue in the study room—on a piece of waste paper, the man drew a messy path, and there was a place name written on it, which was an inaccessible desert.

On the way to the local area, Ran Xu kept clutching the piece of paper in his hand, thinking about what Zhuo Wenlang's trip was for on the bumpy road.

It's not even fear, he was on the verge of numbness, rubbing the paper in his hand, carefully distinguishing the traces scratched on the waste paper - he never knew that Zhuo Wenlang would be like a primary school student, Scribbling on the waste paper, there is a rabbit on the left, and a thing that can't tell whether it is a fox or a wolf on the right. The lines are crooked, and it seems that there is no talent for painting.

"It's ugly." Zhuo Minghui poked his head over and sighed.

Ran Xu nodded sympathetically.

The two of them sat side by side like this, watching Lee and Zhuo Wenlang's assistants in the company make all kinds of arrangements, like two innocent children who suddenly lost their right to speak when faced with some accident.

"...Can't you get through the satellite phone? Ah, no, you can't call the police." Lee kept shaking his head at the phone, with a cigarette in his mouth and a few cigarette butts under his feet, with an irritable expression, "Let's The Feng family should bring some more people over, well, I know, I have already sent someone to contact the convoy that followed him."

Ran Xu knocked on the car window from the inside and looked at Lee: "Call the police, there are too many people, please."

Lee said, try first and then talk, and don't call the police unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Stocks can't jump too much. Zhuo Wenlang is the only one left in the Zhuo family. There is no one behind him to rely on. If there is a problem, it will be over."

"Why am I not human anymore?!" Zhuo Minghui rushed to be scolded.

"You?" Lee raised his eyebrows. He wanted to say something bad, but he couldn't say a word. He just sighed, "Forget it, it's fate after all."

Although they failed to call the police, they were well prepared. They secretly summoned the local search and rescue team overnight to search in no-man's land. Feng Shenghao promised on the phone that he would coordinate with his family to see if they could get in touch.

Ran Xu and Zhuo Minghui were arranged to stay in a local hotel near the edge of the desert. The conditions were harsh. Even the wall lamps hanging on the walls were loose and turned 180 degrees, not to mention the beds that were as hard as boards. .

It was rare for the young master of the Zhuo family not to complain, he was as silent as Ran Xu.

That night, the temperature dropped sharply, and Ran Xu stood by the leaking window, unable to sleep no matter what.

He looked at the deserted moon in the distance, his nose was sour, but he was not in the mood to cry... He just felt very lonely, not only for himself, but also for Zhuo Wenlang.

This feeling of loneliness became more and more prominent when facing the endless no-man's land, just like a rope around his neck, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"I thought your brother was an omnipotent person, aloof, as if everything could be solved in front of him." Ran Xu knew that Zhuo Minghui was also awake, so he turned his back to the bed and sighed softly, as if to tell The other party seemed to be comforting himself, "So, he will be fine."

"...he doesn't have the personality you think." Zhuo Minghui snorted, trying to keep his tone relaxed, "Even if he went to no-man's land, he must have brought a convoy with him. How could you really go in alone, that would be too stupid."

"If there is no news from him tomorrow, I will call the police."

After Ran Xu said this, he looked away from the window.

In fact, Lee had asked him for his opinion, asking him if he wanted to come here, because the weather in the west has been a bit abnormal recently, with frequent sandstorms, and Ran Xu couldn't help him here except to suffer: "You are not familiar with the terrain. , There will also be rescue teams looking for people, even if they come, they can only wait in the house."

"Then just sit and wait." Ran Xu replied simply.

He didn't know what kind of mentality he had, as if the more he suffered, the risk of Zhuo Wenlang's death would be less; he didn't know why he was sitting here, Zhuo Minghui was his younger brother , and what about him?

"Then wish him a safe escape, you and the boss will discuss the relationship between you and the boss." The assistant dragged Lee away, and the two of them were discussing something on the sidelines again.

When the sky was bright, the wind blew up, and the yellow sand covered the sky and swept in. Those few shrubs were blown rustling, and the sound of the wind howling was as terrifying as in a movie, rendering a The atmosphere of the film seems to be suitable for lovers to lean against each other, grab each other at the most dangerous time, and then come out of the predicament covered in blood.

However, when things really happened, there were not so many irrational "rushing forward", nor did Ran Xu declare loudly: I want to go in and look for them too.

On the contrary, he was surprisingly calm, sitting there like a lifeless dead thing, he looked at the yellow sand, watched the assembled rescue team walking back and forth downstairs, and said nothing.

There is often a saying that when you are in no man's land, life and death are up to you.

Because even the sharpest rescue force may be able to kick in the door when facing the fire, and then put out the fire and save people, but what about the vast desert?How should they save them?

If he could yell "God damn it, and put out this storm, Ran Xu swore that he would shout until he was out of breath... However, human beings are so small, and he has never felt the approach of death like this moment.

Time passed bit by bit, and Ran Xu called the police.

However, in the face of this situation, they had no other choice but to send more manpower in. The equipment carried by the rescue force was advanced enough. The problem was that the satellite positioning of Zhuo Wenlang's convoy seemed to have stopped working. It really became a needle in a haystack.

More and more people flew here from big cities, including lawyers, clerks, and other people who Ran Xu couldn't even call for positions.

Lee called Zhuo Minghui out of the room, and after a while, Zhuo Minghui came out of the corridor and shouted angrily: "I said no! Find him! If he is gone, I don't want the company, and I can't afford it !"

"Keep your voice down." Lee's face was full of exhaustion. He really didn't have time to deal with Zhuo Minghui's emotional problems at this time. He was too tired and hadn't closed his eyes for a long time. "This thing is just in case , Zhuo Wenlang has a lot of resources on the team, and there is a great possibility of returning."

"If I don't sign it, whoever wants to sign it will sign it." Zhuo Minghui tore off the paper in his hand.

Ran Xu covered his ears, trying his best to isolate himself from the disturbing things outside, before Lee came in and patted him on the shoulder, Ran Xu didn't even realize that he was crying, he couldn't breathe from crying, tears kept streaming , all limbs were numb and cold, and the pain nerves were so dull that he didn't realize that he had scratched his arm.

Any words are powerless, except for the real and definite news, no one can stop Ran Xu from being swallowed up by fear.

Until the next night, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor, the lights suddenly turned on, and a rescue team member shouted excitedly: "We found one of their cars! Although they are alone, it is estimated that the distance is large." The troops will not be too far away, the driver is still alive!"

This is pure nonsense. If you have any difficulties, you should find the police uncle in time.