Chapter 486 Value
"Are you saying that there is no system at all now? The kind that doesn't require filing... um... like the early days of the country? Many things are not fully regulated, and not everyone abides by the laws and rules?"
Zhao Yeqing guessed that Mu Xi's guess was almost the same as hers. She picked up the phone she had searched from the man and pressed the power button. The phone screen lit up.
Fingerprint lock...
This is embarrassing, isn't it?
Zhao Yeqing had completely forgotten about this. This was the first time for the two of them to "kill people and steal treasures". In addition, they had been away from high-tech civilization for a long time, so they were indeed inexperienced.
Mu Xi hurried to the fire and saw that the pile of corpses had turned into charcoal...
"Put it on."
Zhao Yeqing swiped the screen and saw the four-digit password page.
Mu Xi picked up the notebook that he also found from the man, opened it and tried to find clues to the password.
The moment the notebook was opened, a photo fell out. It was of a child about two years old celebrating his birthday. The photo was very old, and there was a calendar with a New Year picture of a doll on the background wall.
Mu Xi read out the date on the calendar, and as Zhao Yeqing entered it, the screen of his mobile phone switched to -
It's opened.
The background was pure black. Zhao Yeqing didn't look at anything else and opened the photo album directly.
There aren’t many photos in the album, but they are indeed scenes from outside.
The first picture is a huge pit.
"Is this the rare earth mine over there?"
Mu Xi didn't know what rare earth ore looked like, but his guess should be correct.
The photo was taken yesterday. There were four or five people standing scattered around the mine. Not as many as the two had imagined, and this number of people didn't seem like they were there to mine.
If they are not going to mine, why do these people go there every day?
Zhao Yeqing slid his finger down to scroll through the pages and found that the photos were taken at long intervals, sometimes without a photo for several months.
In some of the few photos, the two people are walking on a street that is both very familiar and very unfamiliar to them.
The earliest photo was taken five years ago, showing corpses all over the ground and people's desperate and empty eyes.
Then, three years ago, after the polar night, there were no longer so many corpses on the street. Instead, there were some very simple stalls selling all kinds of things.
A dirty puppet, an Ultraman with a broken arm, a magazine torn in half...
It seemed that people's eyes were not all filled with despair, some even had smiles on their faces.
In the most recent photos, besides the mine, there is a photo of a construction site that looks like it was before the ground cracked. There is even a sign outside the construction site.
'Huajian Eighth Bureau'
This street was not the dilapidated and dirty one in the previous photos. Zhao Yeqing guessed that these were photos taken by this group of people when they arrived at the official territory. After all, the sign on the street was a formal official company.
“Does this mean that everything is getting better out there?”
Zhao Yeqing didn't know why, but his throat suddenly felt blocked and his eyes felt hot, with an urgency in his eyes that he wasn't even aware of.
Mu Xi covered her palm with his backhand and said firmly: "It must be."
This sign of 'Huajian Eighth Bureau' is printed, not handwritten.
The brand new and transparent blue background with clear white fonts printed on it at least shows that there is a complete printing industry out there. Does that mean that other more important industries have also been gradually improved?
Mu Xi held her hand tightly, and with his other hand he was still flipping through the notebook he had found on the man.
Some of the records in it are hard to understand. I recognize the nouns, but when they are put together, it’s a bit confusing.
'Heavenly punishment', 'supply', '75,39', 'medicine', 'third street', '756h'...
There is a straight line in the middle connecting these nouns.
Most of them are unclear, but some of them still have some clues.
The two men waited until the flames died down, then covered the black and gray land with yellow mud again. New grass should grow soon.
After returning to the yard with the spoils, the two took the clothes from the clothesline in the yard, went to the bathroom to wash themselves thoroughly before returning to the house.
The door of the brick house was locked and the dog inside couldn't get out.
Zhao Yeqing cried out and quickly apologized to them.
Just now, fearing that the dogs might rush out and get into danger, which would disrupt the plan, he locked the front and back doors of the brick house and deliberately walked out of the front door to lure them.
Several hours had passed by now, and the dogs hadn't eaten yet. The two of them hadn't eaten either, and the livestock at home were still hungry as well.
The two men, who had originally wanted to rush back to the room to study the spoils, had to turn around and go out to feed the hungry livestock and dogs first.
No matter how well they had adapted, they still had no appetite for a while after having just experienced this kind of thing. After feeding them, the two of them went back to their room without eating.
Mu Xi opened his notebook and carefully tuned the radio on the bedside table according to the numbers marked with the h symbol.
Unexpectedly, there was still no reaction at all.
The two looked at each other and saw a little disappointment in each other's eyes.
Zhao Yeqing turned the knob a few times and stretched the antenna, but the radio was still as quiet as a chicken, without making any sound.
Mu Xi thought that this was the frequency band Hertz, but it seems that he was happy for nothing.
Zhao Yeqing was somewhat surprised that his mood swings were so obvious. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and consoled him, "Maybe it's because the time has not come yet. Let's wait a little longer."
It seems that some people are not completely uninterested in the outside world.
Mu Xi could only turn his attention to the remaining things. "This walkie-talkie looks better than the previous one we had. Maybe the signal can be transmitted farther. I can try it another day... The most valuable things left should be these guns."
There are two boxes of pistol bullets and two boxes of rifle bullets. The number of bullets is not large, but if someone comes to cause trouble next time, the self-protection ability of the two will be greatly improved.
After a whole morning of tossing and turning, Zhao Yeqing's stomach finally started to growl. Although he had no appetite, he still had to eat and drink out of physiological reaction.
She stood up and stretched her neck, looking at the broken window in the house which was still covered with plastic film. She thought that it should be able to be replaced now. Even if someone came to take revenge next time, it would probably be just this one window that would be broken.
If you don't change it now, it will be more troublesome when the weather gets warmer and there are more mosquitoes.
Walking to the window, they thought about measuring the size of the window. The two of them had moved several windows back from the tourist area, and they also had some cut glass. They didn't know whether it would be more convenient to replace the glass directly or just replace the window.
After tearing off the translucent and somewhat blurry plastic film, the view outside the front yard becomes extremely clear.
She just stayed where she was, without even turning her head, and said blankly:
"It seems... we have more valuable loot than guns."
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