Director Meng provided Song Yun with all of Xu Ping's information, and personally took Song Yun and He Hongjun to Xu Ping's home.
Unfortunately, when they rushed to Xu Ping's house, the door was locked. After asking the neighbors, they found out that Xu Ping had left early in the morning with his wife and son, carrying a large bag. When asked where he was going, no one knew where he was going. He walked very fast, as if someone was chasing him.
Director Meng broke out in a cold sweat. After what happened, let alone promotion, it was hard to say whether he could keep his position as director. He was really ruined by Xu Ping.
Song Yun made a quick decision and said to Director Meng, "Xu Ping has only two options for escaping: either go to Xiqin Mountain and reunite with the gang, or follow the shipment to Hong Kong. Both options are possible."
Director Meng asked: "What should we do now?"
Song Yun said, "Shipment of that shipment from Nanyang requires connections to a number of key departments. I think Director Meng understands this better than I do. The most urgent task is to find that shipment first. It would be more convenient for your public security department to do this, as they have sufficient manpower."
Director Meng knew that this was his only chance to atone for his crime, so he agreed immediately.
Director Meng took his men away, and Song Yun and He Hongjun were not idle either. They immediately rushed to Xiqin Mountain and carefully observed and searched on the way, not missing a single clue.
When they passed through a forest full of thorns, they actually found a clue.
Song Yun took a piece of cloth from a thorny bramble. It was a piece of tattered cotton cloth, the kind only women would wear. The tear was fresh and the strip of cloth was clean, so it was obvious that it had fallen off not long ago.
"Observe carefully the direction of the footprints on the ground." Song Yun said.
He Hongjun was already excited, his eyes shining brightly as he stared at the ground, not missing even the slightest trace that looked like footprints.
The two followed the footprints, and as they walked, Song Yun realized something was wrong. "This is not the road to the north of Xiqin Mountain."
He Hongjun also noticed, "They went to the south, didn't they say the old cave is in the north?"
Song Yun carefully examined the footprints on the ground. There were always four footprints in the front, three men and one woman. After leaving this place, there were more footprints. They must have met up with someone. Those people came from another road, so there were only four footprints on the road.
"What should we do?" He Hongjun asked.
Song Yun pointed at the footprints on the ground and said, "We've already chased them here, there's no reason to give up. Let's go and take a look."
The two continued forward following the direction of the messy footprints, gradually deviating from the route mentioned in Datou's confession and coming to the south of Xiqin Mountain.
As the sky gradually darkened, Song Yun and He Hongjun slowed down.
Song Yun stopped in front of a big tree and said to He Hongjun, "Wait a moment, I'll go up and take a look."
Now that the base was dark, Xu Ping and his men only needed to turn on their flashlights or light a bonfire to see some light. And as long as she stood high enough and looked far enough, she would always find some trace.
Suddenly, when she climbed to the top of the tree and looked into the dark forest, she found a fire at ten o'clock in front of her, about one kilometer away from them.
After determining the direction, Song Yun got down from the tree and told He Hongjun about the situation. The two continued to move forward in the dark.
It is very dangerous to travel in the dark in such an old forest. Not to mention the wild beasts and poisonous snakes hiding in the dark, even the brambles that block the way are enough to make people suffer.
Fortunately, both of them wore military uniforms all day long. The material of the clothes was thicker than ordinary clothes, so it was not so easy to be torn by the thorns. However, their hands and faces that were exposed were not so lucky. They would be scratched by the sharp thorns on the thorns from time to time.
Even Song Yun's face was scratched with two long red marks, and there were countless red marks on her hands. Some of the scratches were so deep that they had begun to bleed.
The two of them didn't say a word from beginning to end. They silently endured the pain of their skin and continued to move forward.
Forty minutes later, the bonfire was visible to the naked eye, only a few meters away from them.
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