"Chef Dong, Chef Dong? Quick, quick, something terrible has happened!"
Tang Yue paused in twisting the straw rope, then frowned. She looked at Chang Yin and said, "Battalion Commander, go to the state-run restaurant and detain that fat chef. Don't let the others get away either. I have something to take care of right now."
She was about to leave when Chang Yin grabbed her arm. He frowned and said, "Where are you going? You can't just run around by yourself, understand?"
Tang Yue twisted her wrist and broke free from Chang Yin's grasp. "Don't worry, Battalion Commander, I will protect myself."
When he finished speaking, the little man had already disappeared from sight.
Often hidden...
The remaining few people...
Sun Jinan opened his mouth, and finally only said one sentence, "It seems that our company commander held back too much strength before."
The remaining people remained silent, expressing their agreement with Sun Jinan's statement. Otherwise, how could this person have run so fast?
Tang Yue truly had no time to waste; her consciousness had already covered the entire county. She wanted to see if there were any spies here, and after investigating, she found several suspicious locations.
However, she had been keeping an eye on that old lady, Qin Diao. After they parted ways, Tang Yue watched as the old lady, looking somewhat preoccupied, went to the outside of a large mansion and stood in an inconspicuous corner, gazing at the mansion for a very long time, as if trying to imprint this place into her mind and heart.
It's unclear how many people live in this mansion, but when Tang Yue checked, there weren't many people inside. Qin Diao waited for a long time, and Tang Yue thought she had seen enough and left.
But just as Tang Yue and the others were beating up the group of Red Soldiers, Tang Yue noticed that Qin Diao had changed direction and gently pushed against a wall, revealing a door. It was estimated that no one living here had ever discovered such a hidden door.
Then Qin Diao entered the courtyard-within-a-courtyard houses with practiced ease. She finally stopped in front of one of the houses, but instead of going inside, she took out a small bundle of straw rope that she had prepared beforehand from her clothes, and then...
The old lady tied a large, tight knot at one end of the straw rope, circled the ancient tree in the yard a few times, a faint smile on her lips.
Then she gently helped herself up to the tree with her hand, her voice very soft.
"Old buddy, it's been six or seven years since we last met. I miss you quite a bit. After I'm gone, will anyone still water your plants?"
Looking at the mottled marks on the trunk, one could tell that many people had carelessly cut and carved into it. "Alas, I'm useless; you've suffered because of me. But you've already reached maturity. Even if one day... you can still be a useful tree, while I..."
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