Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 660, Goodbye Han Weiguo
They returned to the family quarters and quietly sneaked into Zhang Zongyao's home.

Zhang Zongyao's mysterious disappearance today will definitely attract people's attention. We can't say that saving Zhang Zongyao caused trouble for his family.

It seems we really need to consider how to wrap things up.

Upon arrival, Mrs. Zhang Zongyao was tidying up the mess in the living room, indicating that someone had been there.

"Who?"

The other person was packing their things when they suddenly sensed movement and quickly looked up.

But no one answered.

After thinking for a moment, I put my things down and carefully walked over.

The lights weren't particularly bright.

When he reached the corner, he looked around but there was no one in sight.

But an envelope in front of the door caught her attention.

He quickly picked it up and went back inside.

After opening the package and looking inside, the old lady's face lit up with excitement.

After thinking about it, I decided to go out and chase after her.

But after taking a few steps, he came back.

After thinking for a moment, he took out a match and burned the letter, then sat on the sofa in a daze.

After a while, he returned and continued to clean up the mess.

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong quietly left.

He can't be perfect either; he can only say he'll try his best.

Then they drove to a place.

After confirming that there were no problems, he walked into the courtyard with a serious expression.

"What?"

I was stopped at the door.

Wang Qingsong, with a serious expression, took out the document in his hand and said, "I have received orders from the Corps to transfer a few people to the Northwest to receive poor farmers..."

He gave a speech based on the current reception script.

Upon hearing this, the other person took the bag and looked at it: "Why are you here to pick someone up at this hour?"

"Who says otherwise! I was perfectly fine at home when I was woken up."

As she spoke, she handed him a cigarette and said, "These kinds of things happen all the time. Thank you for your hard work."

Seeing this, the other person took the cigarette, smiled, and said, "How can you say it's hard work when you're doing this kind of work! Okay, come with me!"

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong followed him inside.

To be honest, he was a little nervous because so many people were asking him questions this time.

If this gets discovered, it will be very troublesome.

This time, I wore black-rimmed non-prescription glasses, which covered my eyes even without sunglasses.

However, if they get caught, it will be easy for the mask to be discovered.

But thinking about it, as long as I don't get killed immediately, it's fine.

After the person was taken there, someone checked his documents and certificates.

Once everything was confirmed to be in order, they sent someone to bring the people over.

A short while later, the four people were brought out.

There were four people, the oldest of whom was around fifty, and the youngest was only in his thirties.

Three men and one woman.

They had clearly all suffered.

Give it all to me.

Wang Qingsong exchanged pleasantries with the people there before leaving with his entourage.

"boarding!"

Wang Qingsong shouted at the group and shoved them inside.

That's why we're taking such a risk.

Naturally, it's still for the sake of these people's families.

The city is only so big, there aren't enough places to detain people, so being transferred away is a very common occurrence.

Moreover, most of the places they went to were not in Beijing.

A little while later, he went back in and burned the documents. Who knows where he went?
These days everything is recorded on paper, so it's like the record stopped at this point.

You should know that there are more than two million people like Zhang Zongyao.

Some people really felt something was wrong; finding even a tiny fraction of people out of two million is an extremely difficult task.

Even if he saves everyone in his target group.

If handled properly, the problem isn't too serious.

As for the others, he genuinely had no idea what the future held for ordinary people.

Even in the courtyard just now, not everyone will die.

The dead only make up a small portion of the population.

……

The car drove out of the compound and into a large alley, where it stopped immediately.

"Professor Liu, please have something to eat first to replenish your energy. Here is some glucose water."

Of the four people in this car, three were people he could immediately use.

Liu Jinhua, female, 46 years old.

He was one of the leaders in the development of the meritorious 109C model and was also an expert in computer systems.

The other two were also important participants.

The person next to him is a senior researcher in the Department of Chemistry.

These people died three days later, so he acted ahead of time.

At this point, none of them were in good condition.

Drink some glucose first to replenish your energy.

The others were all taken aback when they saw his actions.

Liu Jinhua looked at him and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who are you?"

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong said, "Professor Liu, don't worry, I'm not a bad person. I'm just following orders to protect you and need to move you to another place."

"Eat something first. If I wanted to harm you, I wouldn't give you anything to eat. Don't worry, I won't ask you any questions or make you admit to anything."

However, he then had a bit of a headache.

These people are all conscious; how to get them there is a problem.

You can't just wake up one day to find yourself on Hong Kong Island.

These people are all shrewd and not easily fooled.

Previously, you could take a plane to Guangzhou because the verification process wasn't very strict back then. Now, the verification process is very strict, and you need to call the local authorities to confirm before you can go.

I thought about it for a while, but I really couldn't think of anything. I'll find an opportunity to deal with it slowly!
The group exchanged glances upon hearing this.

Liu Jinhua was trembling and panicking.

She knew it was low blood sugar, and if she didn't eat soon, her life would be in danger.

After thinking about it, I took it and started drinking.

"Conserve your strength first. As long as you're alive, there's hope."

He took a sip and was talking there.

Seeing this, the others ultimately chose to believe Wang Qingsong, because their current situation was already very bad.

It couldn't be worse than this.

"Don't rush. There's still some millet porridge left. Each of you should have a little first. Your health isn't very good right now, so it's not suitable for anything too greasy. There are two eggs in it, eat them together."

He handed over several lunch boxes.

The group took it, opened it, and saw that it was a bowl of warm millet porridge with two peeled eggs inside.

They looked at each other and then began to eat heartily.

Wang Qingsong waited quietly there.

He has saved all the people who died in the last three days. He will settle a few people first and then save the rest slowly.

After the others finished eating, he collected the food.

Then he started the car and left.

However, he had already tossed a Bagua mirror not far away, as he would have to come back later to destroy the transfer order he had given himself!

Only in this way can these people be kept in the dark about their whereabouts.

Even if it can't be hidden in the end, it's best to keep it hidden for as long as possible.

……

"Damn it, where do we put him?"

"Should we get some sleeping pills?"

Wang Qingsong watched the car drive along the suburbs, where there were many factories and compounds.

It's relatively safer.

Besides, he had all the proper paperwork with him!

He just can't think of a safe place to put the person right now.

Various temples that are usually deserted have become the bases and headquarters for those children.

For a moment, he really didn't know where to put the person!
"what!"

He was almost at the outskirts of his home when he saw a sign that caught his eye.

"Civil defense project?"

There is a cement entrance ahead.

He later researched the information and found that two years later, in order to prevent the Russian bear from using surgical bombs, the entire population dug tunnels.

However, civil defense projects already existed long ago.

Right after liberation, there was a plan to build more than 6500 air-raid shelters, covering a total area of ​​131 million square meters. However, the project was hampered by its massive scale and high construction difficulty.

On the other hand, it was also because it was a critical period of construction, with many places requiring manpower and money, and it was impossible to focus all efforts on building air-raid shelters, so the project could not proceed.

69 was indeed the year with the fastest development of civil defense projects.

But that doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

At least many military compounds outside the city have such civil defense facilities.

The car drove into the nearby woods and stopped.

Turn off the engine and lights.

"Please wait a moment! I'll be there in a bit."

After saying that, he got out of the car and quietly walked towards the entrance.

As for whether these people would run away, he didn't care. If they really wanted to die, there was nothing he could do.

The entrance is located two meters below and is not visible from any direction.

I held the phone and only glanced at it using the screen's backlight.

This is an iron gate with a large lock on it.

The big lock couldn't stop him.

With a flick of his wrist, a large pair of pliers appeared and cut the lock in two.

They didn't just replace the lock with a new one.

Instead, they left and returned to the factory on Hong Kong Island.

There are plenty of old, large locks here.

These were all new locks, but after being exposed to the elements, they are now covered in rust.

I found one that was about the same size and left.

Pushing open the door, a damp smell wafted out.

It wasn't particularly wet, though.

He took out some old blankets and food, put them on the ground, and then turned back.

All four of them are here.

"Come with me!"

Upon hearing this, the others followed.

They arrived at the air-raid shelter in the dark.

After closing the door, he took out his flashlight and shone it around.

"Professor Liu, the situation outside isn't good right now. You should go into the air-raid shelter for a while. I'll move you out in the next couple of days. There's food and drink here. If you need to use the toilet, go a little further inside and don't make any noise."

The four looked at each other.

Finally, Professor Liu spoke up: "Young man, what's the situation in our family right now?"

Wang Qingsong shook his head: "I'm not very clear on the specifics. If you need anything later, you can write a letter and I'll forward it to you. But remember, don't write anything too sensitive, just let them know you're safe."

Upon hearing his words, the group exchanged glances.

In the end, he had no choice but to agree.

"Alright, you guys stay here for now, but let me make this clear: if you wander off, I really won't be able to save you."

Professor Liu nodded: "Don't worry, I won't wander off."

Wang Qingsong breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

"That's good. Take care of yourselves. There's food here. Other comrades might come later, so don't panic."

They all responded with a "hmm".

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong quietly left.

The gate was locked.

This is a civil defense project, and few people come here normally.

He scattered some withered leaves around to cover it up a bit before leaving.

……

Wang Qingsong appeared at the same spot as before and went to the archives room.

It's very rudimentary.

There isn't much information available.

After all, there aren't many people here.

I gathered up the information, poured in some alcohol, and set it on fire.

The thick smoke quickly attracted the attention of people outside.

"It's gone, it's gone."

A short while later, someone opened the door.

The fire inside wasn't very big, but there was a lot of smoke. After all, the houses here have a lot of wood in their structure, and if it got out of control, many people would suffer.

"Who the hell is drinking here?"

Some people smelled the odor and started cursing.

They quickly grabbed water to extinguish the fire.

One time wasn't enough; it wasn't until the others arrived that the fire was finally extinguished.

"Platoon leader, is that Xiao Liu? That kid likes to drink. I bet he was drinking and smoking when he was watching over here and accidentally set himself on fire."

Someone was talking over there.

The other party was currently searching through documents.

Even if it doesn't burn, the water will still dissolve the ink.

He glanced at it and was immediately furious: "Bring Liu Zhenghai here!"

……

Wang Qingsong watched for a while before quietly leaving.

As for the other materials, they were basically all wasted.

I returned to the vicinity of the air-raid shelter and took a look. The gate was locked, and I couldn't see what was inside.

He didn't leave, but stayed there pondering.

There were just too many people.

Just as he was pondering how to deal with the people in front of him, and even those who would follow, there was a commotion at home.

"Han Weiguo?"

Wang Qingsong sensed someone entering his house and was surprised when he saw the figure.

The other party is in the military and rarely comes back.

With that in mind, he decided to go back and take a look.

As for the people in the air-raid shelter, he planned to go back that night and think of a solution.

Then he quietly left.

……

Inside the house, Han Weiguo had just arrived and had been chatting for a while when there was a commotion at the door.

This startled Han Weiguo.

Seeing this, Liang Chunxiao quickly said, "It's nothing, it's Qingsong. He went out because of something at the factory. We had a pre-arranged code!"

Hearing this, Han Weiguo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey! Big brother! What brings you here?"

When Wang Qingsong came in, he was "surprised".

Seeing Han Weiguo looking outside, he quickly smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's just me."

Han Weiguo breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

He smiled and said, "I took leave to come back, but I can't stay for long. Do you know where Dad went? Su Su said you went to see him before."

Wang Qingsong nodded: "Yes, that's right! I went to see Dad a few times at night when he was at the cadre school farm. He's been transferred now, but I don't know where he went. I only know that his surname is Zhao, and I don't know anything else."

He said you'll know just by hearing the name.

"Surname Zhao?"

Han Weiguo pondered for a moment upon hearing this, then nodded slightly: "That's good!"

"Brother, who picked him up? I used to be able to visit him, but now I can't get in touch with him anymore."

"Oh, he's my dad's old comrade-in-arms, a railway soldier. They've been through thick and thin together for decades. It shouldn't be a problem with him! I'll try to contact him later."

After saying that, he looked at the two of them and asked, "Are you two alright now?"

Wang Qingsong smiled and nodded, "We're fine here! How about you guys?"

He remembered that the situation in the army was better, since someone had spoken up for them.

Han Weiguo nodded and gave a brief explanation of the situation.

He then sighed, "We almost had a similar incident. If someone hadn't spoken up, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

Wang Qingsong nodded.

"Have you gone to see your aunt yet?"

Han Weiguo's face was also ashen: "Don't mention her. I really didn't expect that she would actually sever ties with Dad. I will not interfere in their affairs anymore. I only have one sister, Susu."

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong also sighed.

Anyone would be upset if they encountered something like this.

After all, she was his stepmother, and also his aunt.

shook his head.

Then a thought flashed through my mind.

Railway Corps?
Rail transport? Road transport? Sea transport?

The thought flashed through his mind, but was interrupted by Han Weiguo.

P.S.: Sorry, I've been going to the hospital a lot lately. If all goes well, I'll need to be hospitalized for surgery around next Wednesday or Thursday, so I might have to stop updating for a few days. I'm really sorry.

He won't be castrated.

(End of this chapter)