In this matter, Mi Bao had no choice but to have Du Jingshan bring Zhao Jingsong out.
After all, Zhao Jingsong is alive; it can't just use telekinesis to move Zhao Jingsong to some place.
At the very least, Zhao Jinsong should be given a reasonable process for returning to China.
This way, when interrogating Zhao Jingsong later, he won't say things that make people think he's mentally unstable.
Du Jingshan asked in surprise, "Zhao Jingsong is back? Zhao Jingsong is in the airport cargo hold? What's going on?"
Mi Bao said, "Someone helped us put Zhao Jingsong into the imported printing machinery."
He returned to China with the printing machinery and equipment, and they should have been transported to the airport cargo warehouse in the next couple of days.
"Yue'er can't go and retrieve the equipment right now, only you can go!"
It then handed the pickup information to Du Jingshan.
Du Jingshan said speechlessly, "Why didn't you say so earlier? Do you still want this witness or not? You went through all that trouble to bring him back, and if he dies in the box, it'll all be for nothing, especially such an important witness!"
Honeybee pointed her two index fingers at each other and said, "When we took him away, none of us expected that Yue'er would be poisoned. Hurry up and take him out!"
Du Jingshan glanced at the time and said, "If you had told me any later, we wouldn't have been able to go today! You stay here and take care of them, I'm leaving!"
In this day and age, you can't pick up your goods 24 hours a day; there are working hours.
However, the working hours here are later than in other factories, as people get off work in three shifts.
Du Jingshan ran out of the villa and immediately entered the spatial passage, going directly to the airport cargo hold.
I rushed over just before people were leaving get off work.
Fortunately, people in this era are very kind and honest. Even though he rushed there right on time, the young man who was about to leave work didn't make things difficult for Du Jingshan.
He located the container of printing equipment that Du Jingshan wanted to pick up and had a crane lift the container to the transport area.
Du Jingshan then transformed into a driver, hauling a flatbed truck to pick up containers and drive away from the airport.
The huge flatbed truck drove out of the airport and disappeared on the deserted dirt road.
The airport is surrounded by vast wastelands with no houses nearby.
Seeing that no one was around, Du Jingshan immediately put the truck into his personal storage space.
He traveled through a spatial passage to the vicinity of Li Xiyue's printing factory.
Fortunately, Li Xiyue's printing factory is in the suburbs, where there are usually not many people.
The factory doesn't have any machinery or equipment yet, so no one is working there; there are only two uncles who open the door.
Du Jingshan released a flatbed truck from his spatial storage near the printing factory and drove it to the factory gate.
The headlights of the large truck shone into the yard.
The gatekeepers immediately ran out of the gatehouse to inquire about the situation. Upon learning that Du Jingshan was a deliveryman, the two gatekeepers quickly opened the large iron gate to let the truck in.
Du Jingshan drove his large truck directly into the factory.
The spacious factory building is where the printing equipment is housed.
However, there are no cranes or people available right now, so there's no way to unload the printing equipment from the flatbed truck.
Du Jingshan opened the container and immediately saw a fixed wooden box inside the equipment.
To make it look real, he asked two gatekeepers to help him carry the wooden box out.
Two middle-aged men ran over, one on each side, and lifted the box off the flatbed truck.
Du Jingshan glanced at the person in the box with his X-ray vision. Zhao Jingsong's mouth was gagged and he was tied up tightly, but he still had a heartbeat and blood pressure.
He deliberately raised his voice and said to the two men, "Take this box to the office."
The men obediently carried the boxes into the printing factory's office building.
Zhao Jingsong originally thought he was going to die. He could feel himself being loaded into the plane, and he didn't know how long he flew before being unloaded into the cargo hold.
He kept hoping someone would come and retrieve the box to take him away, but he waited for an unknown amount of time and no one ever came to retrieve it.
It's fair to say he had waited until he was desperate and starved to the point of despair; heaven knows how long he hadn't eaten.
In the midst of despair, he finally heard human voices!
He felt the box being lifted up, as if it had been carried for a while before being put back on the ground.
Du Jingshan said to the two men who opened the door, "This box is for your boss. Just leave it in this office. You two can go now."
The two gatekeepers put the box away and left the office.
Du Jingshan closed the door and took out tools from his spatial storage to disassemble the wooden box.
There was only one small light on in the room, but even that dim light made Zhao Jingsong uncomfortable.
He kept blinking, adjusting to the light. Something was stuffed in his mouth, so he couldn't make a sound.
Du Jingshan pulled Zhao Jingsong out of the box, took the handkerchief out of Zhao Jingsong's mouth, and gave Zhao Jingsong a few sips of water from a bottle.
Having finally managed to get some water, Zhao Jingsong swallowed it desperately.
A person can survive for ten days to half a month without food, but they can't survive for more than a few days without water; that's pretty much the limit of their life.
Du Jingshan's water is not ordinary water; he adds various vitamins and minerals that sustain human life.
He fed Zhao Jingsong the water spoonful by spoonful. At this time, he could not rush it; he could only let Zhao Jingsong's throat get used to the water little by little.
He watched as Zhao Jingsong drank a bottle of water, and then he untied the ropes binding Zhao Jingsong.
Even after all the ropes were untied, Zhao Jingsong, who had been curled up, still couldn't open his stiff body. It took him a long time to slowly stretch out his body.
Zhao Jingsong lay on the ground as if he had survived a disaster, panting heavily.
Du Jingshan gave Zhao Jingsong a thorough examination. Zhao Jingsong's body was extremely weak, so he took out an IV drip device from his spatial storage and started an IV drip for Zhao Jingsong.
Zhao Jingsong felt a needle prick his arm. He looked up at Du Jingshan, whom he didn't recognize. Although he couldn't understand why there was an IV drip in the room, he was now powerless to resist, except for breathing.
Du Jingshan patted Zhao Jingsong's face. If Mi Bao had thought of him even a day later, this man would have returned for nothing.
He added a small amount of sleeping pills to the IV fluids he gave Zhao Jingsong, and Zhao Jingsong quickly fell asleep.
He used his medical system to check Zhao Jingsong's vital signs and other data.
Zhao Jingsong is now in a deep sleep. He locked the doors and windows of the room and strode away from Li Xiyue's office.
He entered the spatial passage directly from the corridor and went back to his home.
Mu Cangnan returned to Li Xiyue's room with a hot boiled egg in his hand, only to see Li Xiyue just getting up from the floor...
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