The carriage gradually quieted down, and those who didn't rest well continued to sleep.

Guo Xiang put the bag containing money in the corner and slept on the windowsill. If someone reached for the bag, she would immediately notice it.

A night without a dream soon dawned.

Yi Zichen first woke up. Seeing that Guo Xiang was still sleeping, he hooked his lips, got up and told Huang Zhengli to buy breakfast in the dining car area.

When Guo Xiang woke up, he gave his bag to Huang Zhengli to save. She went to wash.

When she came back, Yi Zichen had already returned, and the table was full of breakfast she had just bought.

There were porridge, steamed buns, fried dough sticks and tea eggs. Guo Xiang was surprised, "how can I buy so much?"

"I don't know what you like to eat. I bought some." Yi Zichen smiled.

Huang Zhengli looked at Yi Zichen, winked at him, and smiled a little meaningful.

"Thank you, boss!" Guo Xiang nodded.

"Don't call me boss, just like Zhengli, call me Zichen." Yi Zichen sipped his mouth.

"Oh!" Guo Xiang nodded indifferently.

He took porridge, a steamed stuffed bun and a fried dough stick. "I'll have enough."

Yi Zichen took a tea to her and said, "eat an egg!"

Guo Xiang shook his head. "I don't like eggs. Give it to Huang Zhengli."

Huang Zhengli grabbed the egg. "Hey, some people really don't have good luck. They don't even eat eggs. It's cheaper for me."

Yi Zichen smiled and said nothing.

After breakfast, Guo Xiang found that another person had changed in the opposite seat. She should have come up when she went to wash.

There were three people sitting opposite. By the window was a young girl with a middle-aged woman in the middle and a middle-aged man sitting on the edge.

Girls are beautiful. Middle-aged women and middle-aged men can't be said to be ugly, but they don't look good. They don't look like a family.

The middle-aged woman saw Guo Xiang look at her and grinned.

The middle-aged man glanced at Guo Xiang to divert his attention.

What surprised Guo Xiang most was the girl, who was in her twenties. She didn't look like she had just got on the bus. She leaned weakly against the window, sweating cold, and had a trace of anxiety and anxiety in her eyes.

"What's the matter with you? Uncomfortable? " Guo Xiang asked.

The girl blinked and didn't speak, but the sweat on her forehead dripped down.

Guo Xiang stood up to check her temperature. The middle-aged woman beside him stood up and blocked Guo Xiang's hand.

"Well, this is my daughter. She's sick. I'm disturbing you." The middle-aged woman said with a smile.

Yi Zichen and Huang Zhengli also looked at it.

"What disease, sweating so much?" Huang Zhengli asked.

"It's just a fever. I've just taken the medicine and sweated." The middle-aged woman stretched out her sleeve to wipe the girl's sweat.

But the girl looked frightened. She seemed to want to hide and couldn't hide.

Guo Xiang twisted his eyebrows and stretched out his hand. "I happen to be a doctor. I'll take a look at it for her."

"No, really!" The middle-aged woman stopped Guo Xiang again. "It's no trouble. I've just taken medicine. I'll be fine later."

Then he said kindly to the girl, "girl, if you feel uncomfortable, close your eyes and sleep for a while. I'll call you when you stand."

The girl's face was so anxious that she couldn't say what she wanted to say.

"Forget it, if people don't appreciate you, don't mind your own business." Huang Zhengli said unhappily.

"Eat!" Yi Zichen also said.

Guo Xiang nodded, picked up the fried dough sticks and continued to chew them.

The girl blinked desperately at Guo Xiang with a look of despair on her face.

Guo Xiang thought it strange. Just say what you have. How can I know if you don't say it.

On the side, Yi Zichen whispered, "are you really a doctor?"

Guo Xiang was stunned. In fact, he just made an excuse. Although he was a doctor in his previous life, he learned a little from Dr. Ji in this life. He couldn't say he was a doctor, so he said vaguely, "learned a little!"

Looking at the girl opposite, she is still blinking at herself.

What's the matter? Guo Xiang thought, couldn't help looking at it again.

There was something wrong with this look, and the eyes blinked regularly.

Secretly looked at the middle-aged women and Men nearby. They didn't seem to notice anything wrong with the girl's blinking.

While eating the fried dough sticks, Guo Xiang pretended to look at it inadvertently. He was surprised. This is the Morse code!

Guo Xiang was a member of Mensa and a member of the high IQ club.

Participated in club activities many times.

Naturally, people with high IQ often engage in some reasoning games. Once, the reasoning uses the Morse code. Guo Xiang has also specially studied it.

Morse code is a kind of intermittent signal code transmitted by sound or light. It can represent English letters, numbers and symbols through different arrangements.

Guo Xiang looked at the girl. She found that Guo Xiang noticed her and blinked desperately.

Guo Xiang looked at it carefully again. It was the Morse code. He was surprised.

Who is this girl?

At this time, the people who will know the Morse code are definitely not ordinary people, maybe people from special departments of the state. What happened to her?

Guo Xiang began to identify carefully, pretending to knock his fingers on the table inadvertently, while secretly communicating with the girl opposite.

The girl saw that Guo Xiang understood her meaning, her face was happy, and her eyes blinked quickly.

Guo Xiang remained calm, his fingers pounded frequently, and his face became more and more dignified.

Finally, the middle-aged woman on the side seemed to notice something wrong, stood up in front of Guo Xiang, stretched out her hand to cover the girl's eyes, "what's the matter, girl? Eye discomfort? Let me see. "

Guo Xiang suddenly burst up, grabbed the middle-aged woman's back collar, yanked it, held her head and hit the table.

The porridge on the table suddenly splashed.

Yi Zichen and Huang Zhengli were shocked.

Before the middle-aged man on the other side reacted, Guo Xiang kicked him right in the front of the man. Before he fought back, he grabbed his arm and twisted it back hard, pressed the man on the ground and shouted to Huang Zhengli, "come on, take out the hemp rope in my bag!"

"Ah?" Huang Zhengli didn't react for the moment.

Yi Zichen went to Guo Xiang's bag to find the rope. Although she didn't know what happened, she must have a reason for doing so.

"What are you doing?" The middle-aged man reacted and struggled, "help, someone, someone robbed!"

The middle-aged woman also regained her mind and shouted, "come on, hit someone, help..."

"Huang Zhengli, hold her down!" Guo Xiang shouted and didn't relax for a moment.

Huang Zhengli hesitated a little, grabbed the middle-aged woman and grabbed her.

Yi Zichen took the hemp rope and helped Guo Xiang tie up the middle-aged man.

"Stop it, you robbers, come quickly. Someone is robbing in broad daylight!" The middle-aged man struggled desperately.

"What's the matter?"

"Another robbery?"

Someone on the side stood up when they heard the movement and looked over here.