Sensing the heavy aura of the person behind him, he knew immediately that the person was a trained martial artist.
Although she has picked up her skills again, who could she possibly be on the mountain, especially since they just finished searching it? She might be hiding from them, so she'd be nothing more than a desperate criminal.
Jian Dan didn't want to use her small body to fight, so as she kicked out, the powerful muscle relaxant from the base also hit her opponent.
Soon, the head lost its strength. Its mouth opened and closed, but the sound was as faint as a mosquito's buzz. It simply clapped its hands. Fortunately, the equipment in the base was still working as well as ever.
He was knocked unconscious with a single slap and taken to the base's torture chamber in an instant. Then, Jian Dan began to scatter the surroundings.
I just walked past him. Logically speaking, if this person was just lying in wait, he wouldn't have made a move unless he was afraid I would discover something and was in a hurry to silence me.
Judging from how anxious he was just now, he must be nearby.
But this isn't a deep mountain, nor is it a suitable place to hide things. That means the thing doesn't belong to him; he discovered it by chance or some other opportunity, and he wants to keep it for himself.
It's also possible that he only knows the location and hasn't discovered anything yet; he's just scouting ahead, otherwise he wouldn't have come up here alone.
Regardless of his intentions, the fact remains that he intended to harm people. He could easily retaliate without any psychological burden. Any of the other people who came up the mountain today would have certainly died at his hands.
She paced quietly, looking down to examine the area carefully. This person must have been here quite some time ago; didn't you see the obvious signs of walking and rubbing on the ground? She wondered how long they had been lying in ambush.
I walked around this small circle several times and didn't find anything out of place, so I simply and wholeheartedly started picking up firewood.
I walked back to where the person was hiding, paused briefly, and squinted at the large rock about ten steps away. It was quite conspicuous.
The ground is yellowish-brown, and the stones are whiteish-brown. Logically speaking, the stones on this mountain have been there for many years and are in close contact with the ground. It is impossible that they are not covered with any soil. The places where they meet the ground are almost covered with thick soil. Over time, they have become almost one with the ground.
However, this stone is quite unique, keeping itself pristine. While not perfectly clean, the edge of the side touching the ground is distinctly separate from it, with a fairly clear dividing line. Of course, this is just a simplified explanation; ordinary villagers might not be so observant and wouldn't easily notice it.
After listening, I realized those people were still not far away, so I simply shouted something first.
"You guys pick them up first, I'll be right ahead and I'll be right back."
Then I lightly lifted my foot and walked over. The stone had indeed been moved, but judging from the marks, it must have been at least a month ago.
I wasn't thinking about it at first, but with such an obvious clue, it would be no simple matter to let it slip by.
He kicked the stone aside, not bothering to cover the area underneath. It's likely that no one would expect that someone could actually move such a large stone.
Below is clearly a hole deliberately concealed by weeds.
Oh, right, this is a small slope at the bottom of a hill, the kind where you might not even be able to see anyone looking down from above. Plus, with the weeds deliberately cleared over there, most people wouldn't even look here.
Simple didn't damage the cover behind the door, shoved away the messy things, and bent down to crawl inside.
The opening was very narrow, and even a fifteen-year-old's small frame couldn't fit in comfortably, but once inside, it was surprisingly spacious.
It's wide enough for three or four adults to walk side by side, and it's at least two meters high. This doesn't look like a natural cave at all.
It was very quiet inside, not even the chirping of insects. It felt empty. If it weren't for Jian Dan's boldness and the abundance of weapons in the base, he would have felt a bit uneasy.
Right now, her little stun gun is back on duty, constantly on alert, its flashlight scanning everywhere.
The road ahead widened as you walked, but after many twists and turns, you didn't go very far. You probably walked for about five or six hundred meters before you reached the end.
At the very back of the cave was a pile of boxes, large and small, clearly left behind in a very hurried departure. Seven or eight more were scattered on the ground, stacked haphazardly on top of each other, and now every corner was covered in a thick layer of dust.
Jian Dan only remembered this at this moment, and shone her flashlight in the direction they came from, and sure enough, there was a series of familiar footprints.
I couldn't help but facepalm. Really, it's only been a short time, and I've already forgotten all about this little thing.
Thinking that there were still several people outside, Jian Dan didn't plan to look at them right away, and immediately reached out and put all the boxes away.
Seeing that the boxes had all disappeared and the stone walls deep in the cave were exposed, I simply grabbed a large broom, intending to take it with me in a bit. But when I swept it, there were no footprints left, and I couldn't see anything at all.
The broom came out with a loud "bang," startling Jian Dan so much that her face turned pale.
What does this mean? What happened? The tunnel collapsed?
He turned to run out, but suddenly realized something was wrong. The cave was still there, and there wasn't much dust on it. What was going on?
She slowly turned her head and took a few steps back. She had only packed up the things, not the wall. How come the wall collapsed?
More importantly, what are those neatly arranged boxes on the other side of the wall?
Where did she go?
After a long while, there was still no sound from that side, nor did they detect any human presence. Jian Dan quietly moved closer.
Good heavens, I wonder which two enemies dug this hole, it's so perfectly aligned, an inch more and it would have broken, an inch less and it would have been just right.
There were also neatly arranged boxes over there.
I squeezed through the gaps between the boxes and the stone wall, and it took me quite a while to reach the open space. I had no idea what was there.
However, there were several boxes on the ground at the very front, which were open. She shone her flashlight on them.
Wow! It's so golden!
Only two pieces remain on the top two floors; the rest were probably taken away by the people who came in.
Normally, she wouldn't have dared to touch someone's collection or backup plan, but as she walked further out, she saw the messy footprints, the scattered grain, and the grain leaking from a torn bag in another corner. She knew that these were outsiders, and probably not far away, since the footprints were still fresh.
After a moment's thought, she packed up all the boxes.
It's not surprising that there are outsiders, but the main thing is the scene. I guess the people who came here aren't good people either. What good person would waste food like this?
Yes, Miss Jian just can't stand people wasting food, that's right.
After checking around and confirming that no clues had been left behind, and that the scene was still the same as before, I returned the way I came with a large broom, and put the stone back in its original place.
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