Peng Liuan returned to the tent to take a nap, but he didn't expect to fall asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.
He is in his forties, and his body has accumulated a lot of hidden injuries from his many years of mercenary career. After walking down the mountain road for most of the day, once he relaxes, fatigue and sleepiness immediately fill his body. .
“Reporter Jia, Reporter Jia, it’s time to get up and eat.”
Peng Liuan was awakened by Mu Tiezhu’s cry.
Mu Tiezhu called him several times, and then Peng Liuan remembered that he was calling him. He was now using a false identity, pretending to be a photojournalist named Jia.
"I'm really old." Peng Liu'an shook his head and sighed. He put on a windproof jacket and walked out of the tent.
It was already evening. Although it was a summer night, the temperature in the mountain forest dropped suddenly.
The stars and the moon appeared and disappeared in the sky, the trees rustled, and from time to time there were the howls of unknown animals.
It was pitch dark all around the temporary camp. Only the bonfire in front of the camp still stubbornly emitted its own light under the night, but it could only illuminate a few places around it.
"Reporter Jia, it's getting late, come and have dinner." Mu Weixiong, who was sitting in front of the bonfire, greeted.
When Peng Liuan walked to the bonfire, he didn't pay too much attention and sat down on the ground.
He glanced at the soup, which was still cooking on the earthen stove. The deer legs were almost roasted. Mu Tiezhu was holding his wrist knife and taking turns to cut off the roasted outer parts of several deer legs piece by piece, put them on a public plate, and painted the remaining parts again. Oil and seasonings, return to rack and continue baking.
Mu Weixiong handed him a pair of chopsticks that had just been cut from tree branches. Peng Liuan shook his head, took out the knife he carried with him, stabbed a piece of meat and started eating.
While eating, Peng Liuan felt something was wrong. Why did the Mu family father and son just eat barbecue without even saying a word. They don't touch the broth at all, which is not okay.
"Old Mu, this is roasted deer leg. I've eaten it before, but it's not as delicious as your son's. Do you have any tips?" Peng Liu'an wanted to liven up the atmosphere through chatting.
"What we are eating now is muntjac, which is a type of deer. It is much smaller than ordinary deer, so the meat is more tender." Mu Weixiong replied calmly.
Little chicken Peng Liuan secretly cursed, what on earth was he talking about?
However, Peng Liuan didn’t care what Mu Weixiong said, he started the conversation just to Just to break the dullness in front of you.
Peng Liuan took out a wine bottle from his arms and asked, "Old Mu, boy Mu, drink some wine to warm yourself up. There is something really evil in the Qinling Mountains. It's so cold at night in the summer." , if it comes to winter, can we still treat people here?"
Mu Weixiong shook his head and said, "Both of us don't know how to drink. If you want to drink, feel free to drink."
Peng Liu'an. During the day, I learned through chatting that neither the Mu family nor his son drank alcohol, otherwise he would have poisoned or drugged the alcohol.More secluded than descending into a soup pot.
Fortunately, his poison is powdered waste elixir, which is not afraid of high temperatures and long-term stewing. If it were a poison from the secular world and boiled for two or three hours, most of it would lose its efficacy or develop an odor that would be noticed by others.
"How can you warm up if you don't drink? By the way, there is also hot broth to drink. It smells so delicious. When you drink, give me a bowl."
Peng Liutan pretended not to care, while eating meat and drinking wine, he directed the topic to the spiced broth.
Mu Weixiong was silent when Peng Liuan mentioned the broth, but Mu Tiezhu stood up, filled a bowl with soup and meat, and then brought it to Peng Liuan.
Peng Liuan waved his hand quickly and said, "I'm going to drink for a while. You guys can drink the broth first."
Mu Tiezhu couldn't bear it anymore. He put it on the ground and said, "We can't afford this kind of soup. If you want to drink it, you should drink it."
Peng Liu'an had already noticed that something was wrong, so he forced a smile and tried to muddle through." After that, put it on the ground to dry first, and then drink it after a while."
Mu Weixiong stood up suddenly, holding back his anger, and asked in a low voice, "Reporter Jia, what do you think my father and son have to do with each other?" With deep hatred, you actually want to poison my father and son."
After all, Peng Liuan calmed down now that he had been completely torn apart. He asked, "How did you know?"
"When you hired us to go into the mountain, there were a lot of doubts. It always gave me a sense of danger, because you didn't look like a real person at all." Photojournalist.
Although I was not here when you were doing something in the soup, but even though you blocked Tie Zhu’s view, you didn’t expect that the shadow reflected on the stone wall would expose your movements. Is it in front of him?
Tie Zhu told me, so I naturally wanted to check it out. As a result, I took out a small piece of meat from the soup and poisoned a nest of greedy pig badgers. When the soup was poured into the water, all the fish and shrimps within a few meters suddenly collapsed and died. It was really rare to see such a violent poison.
I was just wondering, maybe there was some misunderstanding. After you came out, you openly or covertly tried to persuade me and my son to drink the pot of poisonous soup, but you didn't even touch it. This shows that the poisoning was clearly done by you.
I, Mu Weixiong, have lived a busy life, but I have no regrets and have never done anything harmful to the world. Tie Zhu is just a minor. After taking over your job, we did our best and never slacked off.
I just want to ask, why do you treat us like this?"
Peng Liu'an slowly stood up and moved his hands and feet while saying, "We have never met before, We are thousands of miles away from each other, and the difference in status is even greater, so there is no personal grudge.
I was also acting under orders. You were lucky enough to get something you shouldn't have. You can even get in touch with some big shots.
But you don't know how to advance or retreat, and you try to take it as your own. You are guilty of greed, and you deserve to suffer this fate.
Mu Tiezhu jumped up, clenched the wrist-removing knife in his hand, and said, "Dad, there's no need to talk nonsense to him. Let's work together to catch him first and take him back to the police for interrogation." "
Mu Weixiong is also a resolute and resolute person. He knows that talking more at this time is useless, so he stops talking. He took off the hatchet from behind his waist and took a stance.
Mu Weixiong and Mu Tiezhu formed a pincer attack, and immediately engaged Peng Liu'an.
Peng Liu'an's best weapon was originally the compound crossbow, but due to the compound crossbow's lethality. It has great power, so it is strictly forbidden to carry and use it in China.
Although Peng Liuan is not a law-abiding person, he doesn't want to cause trouble, so he didn't bring it with him. .
He only has a small combination hand crossbow for self-defense, which is still in his backpack.
The weapon in Peng Liuan's hand is a double-jointed short weapon. The government did not regulate nunchucks, so Peng Liuan hired experts to teach him how to use nunchakus after returning to China.