Chapter 221 seems to have a note hidden inside...
[I don't know about anything else, but based on my years of experience reading novels, this kind of person is usually an undercover agent sent by the other party.]
[Sister Yuan should be able to tell that this person is not right, right? She won't trust this person, right? ]
Why do you all think there's something wrong with this old man? I think he's quite kind and gentle. Is it because your minds are too dark?
[Haha, the person above is probably a naive person. When they put you on the dissection table, I hope you can still laugh.]
Jiang Zhiyuan's heart was filled with alarm. She knew very well that in such an environment, any sudden kindness might hide ulterior motives.
But she also understood that what they needed more at this moment was physical strength in order to cope with the challenges that followed.
Now everyone here is led by Jiang Zhiyuan, so everyone's eyes are all on her.
Jiang Zhiyuan gave them a reassuring smile, stood up from the ground and took a few steps forward.
"Thank you, old man."
She took the basket politely, but her eyes did not relax their vigilance.
She signaled others to eat with caution, while she secretly observed the old man's actions.
The old man didn't seem to care about their vigilance. He just sat there with a smile, watching them quietly.
At this moment, Jiang Zhiyuan noticed that there seemed to be a note hidden at the bottom of the basket...
When she saw the words on the note clearly, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.
Haven't these people changed their methods of testing people yet? Who would still believe such old-fashioned tactics?
The note read:
"I can help you get out, if you trust me. Put this note back in my hand when I leave."
Jiang Zhiyuan just took a look and ignored it, and started eating.
The meals that the old man brought over were all very ordinary home-cooked meals, steamed buns, vegetables, and porridge. Forget about it, there were only a few bottles of water.
Soon everyone finished all the food and returned to their seats contentedly.
The old man never said a word, just looked at them quietly.
Jiang Zhiyuan was afraid that the old man would misunderstand, so he took out the note and placed it in his palm.
“Thank you for the food, old man. We really appreciate it.”
Jiang Zhiyuan held the note gently in his palm, looking calmly into the old man's eyes, trying to resolve his doubts with sincerity.
"However, regarding the contents of the note, I think we need to consider it more carefully. In the current situation, any decision may affect our safety."
No matter what this old guy is planning now, since he wants to act, then I will accompany him.
When the old man heard this, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes, and then he sighed lightly, and his tone became more vicissitudes of life.
"Child, I understand your caution. But please believe that there are always some people in this world who truly want to help you.
I'm not from here, I just happened to be passing by and saw your plight."
Jiang Zhiyuan silently complained in his heart: How humorous! He was just passing by?!
How dare you, an old man, pass by such a remote and dilapidated factory?
Please don't treat us like fools, okay? Even a fool wouldn't believe this excuse these days.
It doesn't matter. She is just a deaf and blind person now. She is just acting. She is a professional and is miles better than the elderly.
He paused, as if weighing his words.
“I know you may not believe it, but please give me a chance to at least prove my sincerity.
I won't force you to do anything, I just hope you can give yourself a chance and believe in the kindness that may exist."
[I swear on my life that this old man is definitely not a simple person and has no good intentions.
And they also played the little note game, which I stopped doing when I was in junior high school.
"Do I even need to tell you that? Anyone with eyes can see that. I didn't play in high school."
[That's not necessarily true. I don't think those people noticed it. Look, they're still grinning like idiots.]
[Pfft, that's what you call being open-minded. I don't take this matter to heart at all.]
[Shut up, that's called lack of ambition. You don't even realize the danger of this.]
Yes, there is love in this world, but your kindness may not be so friendly.
When others care about me, they at least want my money, but when you care about me, you want my life.
Don't think she didn't see that the guard looked at her with a bit of respect. If you were just an ordinary old man, why would they look at you like that?
For the first time, Jiang Zhiyuan discovered that her inner drama was so rich and she was constantly babble... (1,000 babble words omitted here.)
Jiang Zhiyuan was silent for a moment, weighing the pros and cons in her mind. She knew that in this environment full of unknowns and dangers, every choice was crucial.
But she also understands that sometimes, trust is the first step out of trouble.
After all, if you stay here all the time, it seems that you won’t be able to observe the specific situation here.
There is a powerful signal shielding network here, but we have to sigh at our Director Wang's wealth and generosity.
They not only strengthened it, but even hired professionals to make advance preset plans for this situation. Therefore, this simple signal shielding has no effect on drones.
So this drone is simply the essence of many things. I heard that the military has been secretly keeping an eye on it.
After all, it is rare to find such a device that can still have a signal in a tomb. In addition, this special feature of being able to ignore signal shielding makes the military want to directly "grab" one and disassemble it for research.
Finally, Jiang Zhiyuan made a decision, slowly stood up, and gently put the note in his hand back into the old man's hand.
"Old man, we are willing to trust you this time. But please understand that we need more information to ensure our safety."
The old man smiled slightly, and that smile seemed to contain infinite warmth and strength.
But a hint of pride flashed in the depths of his eyes. So what if he was a college student? He was still intimidated by someone like him who hadn't even finished junior high school.
He despised this kind of college students the most. They were self-righteous and looked down on others.
In fact, there is a hint of stupidity in the clear eyes of these college students.
If you ask him to recite "Pipa Xing" for you now, he may not be able to do it, but he may be able to sing it to you.
"Don't worry, kids. I'll give you enough time to understand everything.
Now, you should rest well and recuperate. I will come to see you again when the time comes."
After saying that, the old man stood up, picked up the empty basket, and slowly walked out the door.
His back looked particularly lonely in the dim light, yet inexplicably gave people a sense of security.
He began to feel secretly proud in his heart again. He had carefully thought about his back view and the lighting here was all calculated by him.
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