Chapter 762 Escape
Wang Zhan finished his meal bit by bit, then asked, "Is there any water?"

The woman rolled her eyes and said, "There's a lot to do. Wait."

The middle-aged man lit a cigarette, took a puff, and then said, "Little Wang Zhan, you should be eleven years old this year. Your master is Blind Chen, who lives a pig-like life in the Thai royal family. By the way, where did the money go?"

Wang Zhan finally understood that the other side had come to him, and their main purpose was to ask for money. Wang Zhan thought about it and asked, "You should not be short of money, so why are you mobilizing so many troops and taking such a big risk for such a small amount of money?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "You are quite clever. My name is Fox. We are certainly not short of money. We just don't want the money to stay here."

Wang Zhan confirmed his guess. He sighed and said, "You are too late. The money is gone. Really, I am telling the truth. I can't bring the money back because it is useless. I just left it there. If you don't believe me, you can check. All the land in Taiping Mountain is mine."

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Don't lie to me. You know we can investigate these very quickly. We will have news in one day."

Wang Zhan looked at him sincerely and said, "You will know if you check it out."

Wang Zhan really didn't lie to him. A lot of the land over there was under his name, but he cheated them from the Governor of Hong Kong, who even resigned and was replaced by someone else.

The middle-aged man began to believe it. At this time, a woman came in and threw a kettle to Wang Zhan. The middle-aged man stood up, gave the woman a look, and the two of them left without paying any attention to Wang Zhan.

Why did Wang Zhan say that? He wanted to take a gamble. How could he let Uncle Li find him? Of course they had to be exposed. How could they be exposed? Radio signal was one of them. Let them use the radio more often. What if, what if Uncle Li’s people could detect it? That would be a glimmer of hope, right?

The two people left, but did not turn off the lights. Wang Zhan began to observe the room carefully, looking inside and out. At the end, Wang Zhan looked at the vent on the ceiling and smiled.

The vent was very small, and even a child of four or five years old could not get in. But Wang Zhan was not an ordinary person. He had mastered the art of shrinking bones.

After Wang Zhan made up his mind, he just sat there quietly.

After that, someone would come to see him every hour or so. Wang Zhan was also recovering, and he wanted to get his body into the best condition.

After waiting for five or six times, the person who came to see him suddenly started to come once every two hours. Wang Zhan guessed that it must be late at night outside.

After waiting for someone again, Wang Zhan moved. He first stacked the two chairs he had forgotten to take away, one right side up and the other upside down, under the vent, and then used the rope he used to tie himself to tie up his clothes and pants. This time, Wang Zhan felt one size smaller.

Wang Zhan took a deep breath, leaped up, and stood steadily on the two legs of the stool at the upper diagonal position. Wang Zhan grabbed the vent with his hands and exerted force, and the ventilation shutters were pulled down by him. Then Wang Zhan's arms first, then his head. When his head entered the vent, Wang Zhan's body slowly shrank in a strange way, and soon, Wang Zhan disappeared in the vent.

At the foot of the West Mountain, a troop was stationed here under the leadership of Li Bo. Of course, Director Li, Wang Laoqi, and their people were stationed here. Their last news was that the car disappeared in the West Mountain. This kind of thing was easily known by people around. At this time, people could not even get enough food, let alone cars, and they had never seen bicycles. The sudden appearance of the car caused discussion among the surrounding villagers.

Uncle Li and the task force also analyzed that there must be a base for this group of people in the West Mountain, but they just didn't know the exact location. The fact that they could drive a car into the West Mountain showed that this base was not small.

Uncle Li organized many teams to sneak into the West Mountain to gather information, but there is no valuable information yet. The West Mountain is not just one or two mountains, but a group of mountains. There are some places that even nearby hunters have never been to.

Just after dinner today, a few people were sitting by the campfire chatting about things related to the case. At this time, two soldiers came running from a mountain road.

When Li Bo saw that they were from the signal team on the mountain and saw how anxious they looked, he knew there must be the latest news, and they all stood up at once.

A soldier stood still, and before he could catch his breath, he shouted, "Report, something's happening."

Uncle Li returned the salute and said, "Hurry up and tell me."

The young soldier said, "We detected a radio signal on the north side of West Mountain, which is Hill No. 11. The other party is unknown."

Several people ignored the two young soldiers and stood up and walked quickly to the operations room. Looking at the map on the table, Uncle Li gave a direct order, notifying all teams to quickly assemble at the designated target.

On the other side, in the cell where Wang Zhan was, the guard came to see Wang Zhan two hours later as usual. Looking through the visitor window, he was shocked. There was no trace of Wang Zhan in the room, only a stack of stools.

The guard yelled and ran to the other side. After a while, the fox came with his men. When he saw the condition of the house, he was so angry that his teeth were itching. He cursed and asked people to look for it quickly. The important thing was to check the ventilation holes and all of them.

The spies in the stronghold were in chaos. They were not fools and knew that if they let this guy escape, they would be in danger of life and death, because their spies had reported that a large number of troops had gathered outside the West Mountain.

At this time, Wang Zhan had reached the top of Mountain No. 11. The last ventilation vent was on the top of the mountain. He thought about it and did not run down the mountain rashly. Instead, he found a towering tree, climbed to the top of the tree, and hid himself. He knew that he had only to wait for the opportunity. If he ran down the mountain now, he would be walking into a trap. So he made his home on the tree, wrapped himself in clothes, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

When the sky was just getting light, the spies couldn't find Wang Zhan in the stronghold, so they sent several groups to search the mountain. Some searched the top of the mountain, and some searched the bottom of the mountain. But what they didn't know was that the entire No. 11 Mountain had been surrounded, and the secret sentries outside had been killed by Li Bo's men.

When the sun rose, the sky was bright. At this time, all the spies were blocked in the stronghold. It was called a stronghold because it was a military defense fortress of the skinheads during the war. When they were defeated, they used it as a secret warehouse and hid it. If it were not for this mission, they would not have activated this secret base.

Just when Li Bo was full of energy and ready to sound the horn of attack, a man walked out of the stronghold. It was Fox, and he was heard shouting something loudly.

(End of this chapter)

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