Chapter 150 Looking for Someone
"Thanks, but I don't have anyone else to look for!"
The young man was pulled to the front of the sign.
In an instant, sheets of densely printed forms came into view, making him feel a little dizzy. But he still calmed down and helped to find it.
The boy's name is Qi Guang. He is one of two siblings. His parents were transformed into zombies in the aberration, and he is the only one who survived. Currently, his only remaining relative is his married sister, but he has no idea where she is now.
Qi Guang was a guy with no guard up. He had already emptied his family's assets when they were together before. Most of the people working with him in the team knew about his sister, and the man naturally still remembered his sister's name that he mentioned.
The two of them scanned row after row of names, and when they found none, they immediately switched to another one.
The man silently recited Sister Qi Guang's name while looking back one by one. Suddenly, he noticed something and stopped reciting.
He looked at the familiar names on the piece of paper and stood there for a moment, feeling like his brain couldn't think straight.
"Jiang Weibing, Jiang Hui, Jiang Yao... Jiang Hongbing, Zhang Haixia... Jiang Jiahang..." These are all the names of villagers.
The man's eyes widened in shock, until his hand touched the glass of the billboard and his fingers were chilled by the glass, and then he realized that the name that appeared might not be an illusion.
The man suddenly felt his eyes welling up. He held back his tears and looked at the hometown, age and home address behind the name. Familiar words also appeared in his blurry vision.
He suddenly felt his face getting hot and something started to flow from his eyes.
The boy next to him who was trying hard to find his name on the notice board finished looking through the lists in front of him and was about to look at something else. When he turned around, he was shocked to find that the person next to him had tears all over his face.
"Brother Hui? Brother Hui, what's wrong with you?"
Qi Guang shouted in surprise, attracting the attention of everyone around him.
The young man said nothing, and didn't notice the concerned looks and doubtful expressions from the people around him. He just wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve.
Then he said, "Xiao Guang, I'm sorry, I have other things to do now, so I may not be able to help you find a name."
Qi Guang was stunned. Although he didn't know what the other matter was, he quickly said, "It's okay. It's nothing. Brother Hui, just tell me directly. We still have to stay here for a few days. I can find the list slowly by myself. You can go about your business..."
He wanted to ask a few more questions, but the people around him were obviously not in the mood to listen to him and ran out after listening halfway.
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The man hurried to the small house next to the building and rushed in without even knocking.
The two old men obviously didn't expect someone to come so soon. They thought he was here to get the coal briquettes, so they said, "The new coal briquettes haven't been lit yet. Don't worry, I'll call you when it's ready..."
But the man clearly didn't care about the coal briquettes this time. He ignored the two men and interrupted them, "Uncle, who wrote the information on the notice board where we live?"
The two men were stunned for a moment, then realized what he was asking about and immediately became serious. "These are messages from several nearby bases from the survivors' phones. The names were reported by their relatives. What's the matter? Do you know anyone on them?"
Ever since City N put up a notice board outside the train station, many people from City A and City B have been going there to look for their loved ones. Due to the heavy rain, floods, and other unforeseen events, nearly every family has lost someone, and everyone wants to contact their loved ones. Consequently, various bases have been collecting missing person information, compiling it, and posting it prominently in their bases.
Previously, the notice board was always outdoors, and only in the last two months, with the colder weather, have a few been posted indoors. However, over the years, the notice board has certainly served its purpose, with many people having found their lost relatives thanks to it.
Therefore, as soon as someone came to ask, the two old men guessed what it was about.
The old man opened the cabinet door under the table and took out a blue file box. He put on his reading glasses and asked, "I remember your name is Jiang Hui, right?"
The old man still remembers the leader’s name on the list he received before.
"Did you see someone else's name or your own name on it? I'll help you find the specific information."
The notice board only contains some basic information, and further confirmation is needed to determine whether this is the person we are looking for.
Jiang Hui finally calmed down. He let out a long sigh and said, "I saw my name and my family's name, so I want to know who reported this information."
Anyone who knows their names and approximate home addresses must be someone familiar to them, but I don’t know who is looking for them in such a high-profile manner.
"Your last name is Jiang, right?" The old man squinted his eyes and turned to the corresponding page of the document according to the letter of the last name. He looked for a long time before he found Jiang Hui's name.
"Everyone in this column has the surname Jiang, and their home address is the same as yours. Are they all from your family?"
"Yes, they're all mine." Jiang Hui nodded. "Could you please check who registered this information?"
"Let me see," the old man pointed at the form and looked back, "It's a man named Jiang Weimin. Do you know him?"
"I know him, I know him!" Jiang Hui was instantly excited when he heard the familiar name. "This is my uncle. He must be the one looking for us!"
"I see this information is registered in Jingming Mountain, City N. It's not far from here. You can go check it out. Hey? There's also a local contact number for Jingming Mountain. You can write it down first. However, our base signal is not good, so it's not certain whether the other party can get through."
The old man said, and recited a string of numbers. Jiang Hui took out a piece of paper from his pocket and wrote it down, thanking him repeatedly.
The old man put away his things and sent him out. "You're welcome. This is our job. I hope you can meet your family soon."
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Jiang Hui accepted the blessing and hurried back to the small building.
Entering the lobby of the small building, there were still many people gathered in front of the notice board, reading it. Jiang Hui didn't bother to greet them and went straight back to the dormitory.
Qi Guang had already finished reading the list and came back. Seeing him rushing out and back in so anxiously, he was about to ask something when he heard him say, "I'm going to Jingming Mountain. I won't be here for the next two days. If there's anything going on in the team, you take care of it. If you don't know how to handle it, go find Lao Xu, okay?"
Qi Guang was stunned and nodded quickly, "I understand, Brother Hui."
But he still asked curiously, "But why do you want to go to Jingming Mountain?"
"My uncle seems to be there. I have to go look for him."
Qi Guang was surprised, but also happy that Hui had found his relatives. Although he understood his anxiety to find someone, Qi Guang was worried about Hui going in such a hurry.
"So, brother, how are you going? How about I go with you?"
"No, have you forgotten? There's a direct train from here to Jingming Mountain. I can do it alone. I'm leaving!"
After Jiang Hui finished speaking, he picked up his backpack and walked out without waiting for Qi Guang to answer.
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It was snowing heavily outside and almost no one went out.
Jiang Hui trudged all the way and asked passers-by for directions before finally arriving at the station after more than an hour.
There are more people at the station than in other places, but most of them are not there to take the bus, but to exchange things at the vending machines.
Jiang Hui watched someone using crystal cores to buy something from the vending machine on the other side of the ticket booth, and he went to the other side to buy a ticket.
Following the instructions on the screen, I threw the crystal core in my hand in, selected the station to get off, and a small silver metal card came out.
He glanced at the departure time on his ticket and found that it was still more than an hour later. He didn't go back and just sat down and waited for the bus.
Later, the guard standing guard at the booth saw that he was covered with snowflakes and couldn't bear it, so he let him go into the booth to take shelter first.
Since there are three trains on the north-south main line, passengers who want to travel no longer have to wait so long. Basically, there will be a train passing by in less than eight hours.
Jiang Hui was lucky: the train arrived just over an hour after he arrived at the station. He boarded the train and followed it towards Jingming Mountain.
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After getting in the car, Jiang Hui took out his mobile phone. When there was an occasional signal, he entered the number given by the old man into his phone and dialed it, but unfortunately, the call was not connected.
When the train arrived at Jingming Mountain, the snow that had been falling from the sky stopped.
But Jiang Hui was in no mood to care. After asking the guard at the duty room of the nearby station for directions, he went up the mountain.
The mountain road was covered with snow, and the inclined slope was very slippery to walk on. Every step was extremely difficult, but Jiang Hui walked to the survivor archive management room of Jingming Mountain with one slip after another.
After he explained his purpose, the staff of the archive management office did not delay and directly retrieved the relevant documents from the computer, but did not find any relevant information about Jiang Weimin.
"The person you are talking about is not here with us?"
Those registered with them were basically people who lived permanently at the Jingmingshan base. Jiang Hui's information was indeed registered by a person named Jiang Weimin, but Jiang Weimin's name was not among the registered permanent residents of Jingmingshan.
"Did he just register here when he passed by?" The staff could not find any information about this name and could only make this guess.
Jiang Hui was a little disappointed when he heard this, but it was rare for him to get news from his relatives, so he was unwilling to give up.
"Please look again. Where's Jiang Dong? And Jiang Qian? Huang Liping? Ren Ru, Jiang Mingchen...are there any of these names?"
"Okay, okay, don't worry, we'll look for it again." The staff had obviously seen many people like Jiang Hui who came to look for someone, so they were used to it and were very patient.
She entered these names into the search bar of the document one by one. She was even afraid that the name Jiang Hui said was wrong or there was an error when registering it, so she replaced a few characters that were easy to register incorrectly and searched again. Then she separated the first and last names and searched again.
But unfortunately, no name with the same pronunciation as the one Jiang Hui mentioned was found.
It's not easy to find someone these days, and the staff didn't want this result to discourage him, so they asked, "Do you have any other names you're looking for? I'll check them for you."
Jiang Hui shook his head, and the spirit that had supported him all the way to Jingming Mountain instantly dissipated.
He stared at the screen the whole time the staff was searching, knowing full well that his sixth uncle and his family might not really be here.
But if they weren't here, where would he find them next? After missing them this time, when would he have the chance to meet again? Would they ever meet again?
Jiang Hui didn’t know and didn’t dare to think about it anymore.
At this moment, he was just glad that he was the only one who knew the news and he had not had time to tell other people in P City about it. Otherwise, he would not be the only one who was disappointed.
He thanked the staff, "Thank you, but I don't have anyone else to look for!"
The staff had also experienced the pain of separation from their loved ones and understood his feelings. "Maybe they're somewhere else. Since they left a message, they must be doing well. We'll definitely meet again someday."
"Thank you for your good wishes." Jiang Hui forced a smile and was about to leave when he caught a glimpse of a strange yet familiar name in the corner of the screen.
Jiang Hui's mind flashed with light. Seeing that the staff member was about to click the upper right corner to close the pop-up window, he subconsciously held her hand.
"etc!"
【Author’s words】
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