Chapter 319

Zhao Pengcheng was hidden in the dark carriage, feeling the bumps of the car and silently counting the numbers in his heart. Whenever the car stopped, his heart stopped beating. He knew there was a door and the car was being checked.

He vaguely heard the driver roll down the window, show the pass and signed registration form to the guard, and exchanged greetings with the guard.

According to the normal process, the guards have the right to inspect the vehicle, but obviously no one is willing to do so in this chilly night. Moreover, the driver is familiar with the road, complete procedures, and has not encountered any trouble.

The front two doors passed smoothly, but the vehicle stopped at the last door for a long time. Zhao Pengcheng couldn't hear the driver and the guard chirping, but he heard two dog barks.

Then the back door of the carriage opened with a bang, and a wisp of flashlight light came in from the gap between the stacked cartons, leaving mottled light on the inner wall of the carriage beside Zhao Pengcheng.

The barking of the dog was loud, accompanied by the salivating sound of eating. Judging from the sound, there are at least two dogs lying at the door of the car.

Zhao Pengcheng held his breath and didn't let himself make a sound, but he couldn't stop the smell.

He heard the driver's voice: "it's these goods every day. The formalities are complete. What's there to check? What's the matter today?"

Another voice said, "you think I want to. It's the dog barking. As soon as it barks, we have to check."

The driver complained, "it's really a dog. What's the cry on a cold day? I don't have meat and bones in my car." suddenly, "Oh" shouted, "is it because of this..."

Zhao Pengcheng heard the footsteps, and the driver's voice was far and near. "I still have half a roast chicken in my car. Can't the dog smell the smell of roast chicken?"

Another voice said, "what are you doing with roast chicken in your car?"

"Hey, just your food, dinner, pickled vegetables and steamed bread every day. I have to carry goods and unload them. How can I stand it! The dog's nose is so smart that I can smell it when I put it in the car."

"It didn't bark when you came."

"At that time, the plastic bag containing chicken had not been opened. Maybe it didn't taste heavy." the driver said ha ha, "you talk about such a small thing. I'm really sorry. You're also affected! Come on... I still have some bags of good cigarettes here. Take them..."

……

When the car started again, there was a creaking sound when the heavy iron door was closed.

Zhao Pengcheng took a long breath and relaxed his tight muscles. At this time, he found that his clothes were wet. In the cold night, the sweat soon became cold and close to his skin. He couldn't help thinking of the laboratory that could be infinitely close to absolute zero.

The driver in the cab hummed a relaxed song:

Onadarkdeserthighway，

coolwindinmyhair，

Warmsmellofcolitas，

risingupthroughtheair.

……

Iwasrunningforthedoor，

IhadtofindthepassagebacktotheplaceIwasbefore，

Relax，saidthenight-man，

Weareprogrammedtoreceive.

……

Zhao Pengcheng stretched out his stiff arms and legs and kicked a big bag in the corner. He guessed that the bag might be for him, so he fumbled to open it. There are some clothes inside, and a hard machine like thing. I don't know what it is in the dark.

In the interlayer of his bag, he touched a mobile phone. He turned on his cell phone and lit it with light. Only then did he find a small hand-held cutting machine in his bag. This cutting machine comes with lithium battery, DC power supply, compact and convenient. The disadvantage is that the power is very small, but it is very easy to cut the shackles on his feet.

He took out the cutting machine and pressed the switch, and the metal cutting blade on the wheel turned Zizi.

This is the first time he has operated this kind of machine. He has to cut the iron hoop on his leg in the dark. It is inevitable that he will be nervous. However, when the cutting pieces and iron shackles rubbed with shiny sparks, the loud and harsh cutting sound sounded in the carriage, and an inexplicable and unspeakable excitement rose from the bottom of his heart.

The shackles are open.

Zhao Pengcheng's eyes were a little painful by the spark and couldn't open for a moment. After getting used to it in the dark for a while, he began to change his clothes. Then he stuffed the cell phone into his pocket.

The van stopped. Boxes of goods were moved out of the car, revealing an opening for one person to enter and leave.

Zhao Pengcheng climbed out of the car and saw the driver's simple and honest face.

The light of the car lamp shines into the darkness ahead and illuminates several secluded grass. Only the sky far away has given off a misty white light.

The driver smiled at him and said, "crossing the path in front is the old ferry. I can only take you here."

Zhao Pengcheng also smiled and said "thank you", then ran into the nearby path without looking back. The tall and low shadow of the tree soon covered his body.

A crow whizzed over the treetops as if it had completed its task, croaked twice, and then flew towards the still bright lights of the city.

The truck drove away, the night was quiet, and everything returned to calm.

Zhao Pengcheng crossed the path and walked about half a mile. He saw a business car parked at a fork in the road ahead. He went to the business car and tapped the window glass three times with his hand. When the glass shook down, a strange middle-aged man sat in the cab, looked at him and asked, "sorghum?"

"I'm Huang Liang," Zhao Pengcheng replied.

The middle-aged man got out of the car and helped him open the door: "get in the car, Comrade Huang Liang."

Zhao Pengcheng got into the car, sat in the back seat, took a long breath and slowly closed his eyes. He knew that he was finally free, but he might never use the name "Zhao Pengcheng" again.

The middle-aged man sat back in the driver's seat, handed over a leather bag and said, "I'll take you to the airport. Here are your tickets and certificates."

Zhao Pengcheng took the bag, opened it and had a look. There were his ID card and passport. The names on it were all Huangliang. The ticket is to Amsterdam, with some RMB and US dollars.

The middle-aged driver said, "the mobile phone card hasn't been handled in time, but don't worry. It's still early from the boarding time. When you arrive at the airport, I'll buy you a mobile phone first and then apply for a card. It won't delay your trip."

"No," said Zhao Pengcheng, taking out the mobile phone stuffed in his pocket.

Sliding the screen, he saw a folder named "ghost" lying in the corner of the screen on the second page.

……

In the basement of the experimental building, Aoki connected his mobile phone to one of the servers with a data cable. Soon, there was a "ghost" folder on his mobile phone.

Aoki pulled out his mobile phone, sighed gently and said to himself, "it's convenient. Will you know all the things I do with my mobile phone in the future?"

Wake up and train ghosts. This may be a Pandora's box. No one knows what the result is after opening it. Although he knew that, in fact, in addition to this ghost, there was a larger and more terrible ghost everywhere like God, looking at the world all the time.

One day, we'll meet. He thought.