Chapter 113 Did I owe her something in my previous life?

"Lin...Lin Luoluo..." The girl was frightened by Meng Zhiyi's excited tone and answered stutteringly.

Meng Zhiyi closed her eyes, and said helplessly: "Did I owe her something in my last life..."

After that, she looked at the girl again and said, "Lead the way."

The plaster on Meng Zhiyi's hand has not been removed yet. Although it does not affect her daily life, if surgery is required, Shen Que actually does not want her to go in person.

However, Shen Que understood the situation clearly and did not stop it.

So they split into two groups. Meng Zhizhou took a few people to stay here and wait for the police, while Shen Que and Meng Zhiyi took the others to investigate the situation first.

The village the girl ran out of was a bit far from where they were camping, but because she didn't know the way and she was in a panic when she ran away, she had to cross a mountain before she ran out.

There were no clothes in the car, so Meng Zhiyi took a blanket and asked her to cover herself with it, then asked her how she was tricked into coming here.

It turned out that Lin Xiulian and Lin Luoluo were from the same place. They had known each other since childhood and came from ordinary families. They wanted to find a part-time job during the winter vacation to earn some living expenses.

The person who deceived them lured them in the name of a travel assistant.

"What do you mean, travel assistant?" Meng Zhiyi interrupted the girl and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

The girl held a cup of hot water in her hand, bit her lip, and said awkwardly, "The person who contacted us said that I was working as an assistant for a travel blogger, and my job was to do odd jobs or move things around when she was shooting videos."

"Lolo and I thought it was great because we could earn some living expenses and travel with them."

Meng Zhiyi frowned, with an indescribable expression on his face.

“How did you get in touch with this blogger?”

Girl: "I have known him for a long time and I often watch his videos. Later, we became friends online and often chat with each other."

"This time, I told him that I wanted to find a part-time job, and he took the initiative to tell me that I could be his temporary assistant."

As she spoke, her voice became quieter and quieter.

Shen Que, who was sitting next to Meng Zhiyi, had been holding her hand and playing with it. When he heard this, he raised his eyelids.

He said, "It was reported in the news before that some internet celebrities would invite their fans to travel together, and then trick them into selling them in northern Myanmar."

Hearing this, the girl lowered her head even lower.

Meng Zhiyi didn't know what to say, so she just said nothing.

The rain outside showed no sign of stopping, and the road became more difficult to walk on as we went deeper into the mountains.

The car couldn't speed up, and it took more than an hour before we could vaguely see the village on the mountainside where the girl escaped.

Because they didn't want to alert the enemy, the vehicle could only stop at a bend, using the mountain to avoid the sight of the opposite village.

The remaining one kilometer or so can only be covered on foot.

Just as Meng Zhiyi and the others were about to move forward, the girl stuck her head out of the car window and said anxiously:

"They have a lot of people, and I overheard them making phone calls, and the buyers are not Chinese."

"Got it." Meng Zhiyi didn't care whether the other party was Chinese or not. Her goal was to rescue her enemy, Lin Luoluo.

Finally, two bodyguards were left to protect the girl, and everyone else followed Meng Zhiyi and Shen Que to the village.

Everyone was wearing raincoats, and when they were approaching the village, Meng Zhiyi chose to go around the mountain.

In this way, we won't alert the enemy and can also observe the situation in the village secretly.

Meng Zhiyi originally thought that a pampered young man like Shen Que would not be able to withstand the rugged and difficult terrain in the mountains.

Just when I wanted to ask out of concern, I found that they seemed to be very adaptable.

"What's wrong?" Shen Que met her gaze and asked softly.

Meng Zhiyi: "I thought you would be unable to move forward in this situation."

Shen Que raised his eyebrows, looked at the surrounding area full of bushes, and chuckled: "I have been to places with worse environments than this."

A foreign pristine rainforest.

Following his unreliable parents.

"Is that so?" Meng Zhiyi was a little surprised, but had no doubts.

After all, it is normal for wealthy families like this to let their children receive some training for their own safety.

It was also thanks to Shen Que that he changed into casual clothes instead of a suit when he went out today.

Otherwise, climbing a mountain in leather shoes would be tiring enough.

"If there's going to be a fight, find a safe place and let them go." Shen Que said as he jumped off a hillock, turned around and offered his hand to help her.

Meng Zhiyi grabbed his hand and jumped down, and Shen Que carefully protected her lower back to prevent her from falling.

Hearing what he said, Meng Zhi subconsciously glanced at his left hand which was still wrapped in plaster.

"It doesn't matter. Plaster casts hurt, too. Damn it."

[Anyway, he's already seen me hitting people last time, so I won't pretend anymore.]

Shen Que: “…”

"If you can stay still, don't move. The doctor said that frequent injuries in such a short period of time will make your hand bones more fragile."

"Is that so?" Meng Zhiyi frowned.

Shen Que did not answer but asked: "Do you want to keep wearing the plaster?"

Meng Zhiyi frowned and said in disgust, "I don't want to. It's too heavy and it's not convenient to take a shower. I have to hold one hand up."

Shen Que led her and walked steadily ahead, "Then just listen to me. If anything happens later, let me handle it."

Meng Zhiyi looked at him doubtfully: "Can you do it?"

[He won't fight again, will he?]

[It's not mentioned in the plot. ]

Shen Que did not answer, but lowered his eyes and smiled.

After about half an hour, Meng Zhiyi and his group went around the mountain and arrived at the back of the village.

It’s called a village, but there are only about ten households.

The houses are all made of adobe and look old, even shaky.

Meng Zhiyi looked around carefully and frowned, saying, "This village doesn't look like a normal place with people."

Shen Que: "Not really. The houses are mostly dilapidated, surrounded by weeds, no livestock, and no signs of life."

Meng Zhiyi: "It's raining now, and no one is out and about. Didn't you notice that someone ran away?"

"That's possible." Shen Que then turned to his personal bodyguard and said, "Take your two brothers and sneak in to see the situation first."

"Okay." The personal bodyguard did not hesitate and immediately took the two people and sneaked into the village.

Watching their figures disappear in the rain, Meng Zhiyi asked his doubts: "Where did you hire this personal bodyguard? He is quite professional."

Shen Que: "He is a retired special forces soldier."

Meng Zhiyi raised an eyebrow. She didn't expect that the taciturn bodyguard was actually a special forces soldier.

"What's his name? You let him follow me for a while, but I didn't know his name."

Shen Que: "Wang Xiao."

"Wang Xiao..." Meng Zhiyi repeated the name silently, and suddenly felt like he had heard it somewhere.

"What's wrong?" Shen Que stared at her and asked curiously when he saw that she looked thoughtful.

Meng Zhiyi shook his head, trying to get rid of the sense of familiarity that flashed through his mind.

The rain gradually subsided and white mist rose from the mountains again.

Meng Zhiyi's legs felt a little sore from squatting, and when he was about to move, he heard a rustling sound coming from not far away.

"Someone."

She whispered, and everyone quickly found cover and hid.

Soon, they saw three men in camouflage uniforms coming down the mountain.

"Will the boss be angry if the woman is not found?" someone asked.

The man walking in front replied: "There are bears in this mountain, just say she was mauled to death."

"Can it be done? What if..."

Before he could finish his words, a bell rang out suddenly in the silent forest.

"Hi, I have a hoodie and I want to ask online..."

Behind the bushes, Meng Zhiyi quickly covered his pocket: "!?"