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Liu Qiang took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Police and rescue teams have just arrived and are planning search routes."

"They said they'd fly the drone over first to see if there were any clues."

"Then we organized a search party to go into the mountains."

He paused.

"The villagers are all waiting for their arrangements, and many young people who work in the county took leave this morning to come back and help."

Luo Fei nodded.

He looked at Luo Ying and the others.

"Stay with Chu Yue and don't wander off."

Luo Ying wanted to say something, but seeing Luo Fei's gaze, she swallowed her words.

"understood."

Chu Yue walked to Luo Fei's side and whispered.

"Don't worry, I'm watching them."

Luo Fei nodded.

He turned and walked towards the police.

As I got closer, I heard them discussing something.

A police officer leading the team was pointing at a map.

"The villagers searched this area last night, but they may have missed some blind spots."

"The drone will fly over this area first, focusing on cliffs, caves, and ravines."

A rescue worker next to him nodded.

"Understood. We'll try our best to fly this entire area."

The officer looked up and saw Luo Fei walking over.

"Who are you……"

Luo Fei said.

"I'm from this village, I came back to help find the person."

The officer nodded: "Okay, we'll split into groups and go into the mountains later. We'll arrange for you villagers to search with the teams."

Luo Fei shook his head.

"I'll go into the mountains myself."

The officer paused, clearly not expecting him to say that, and immediately frowned: "Going into the mountains alone? That won't do! The terrain in the mountains is extremely complex, with cliffs and dense bushes everywhere. It's too dangerous for someone to go alone; it's easy to get lost or encounter wild animals. Moreover, our search requires unified command and coordination. Working independently can easily lead to chaos and may cause us to miss important clues."

Luo Fei looked at him: "I grew up in these mountains. I can walk with my eyes closed. I know the terrain very well. And I'm fast enough to go to places that others can't. The two children have been missing for a whole night. Every minute we delay is an increase in danger. I can't wait."

Before the officer could say anything more, an older officer tugged at his sleeve.

"Okay. But you must be careful and don't venture into dangerous areas rashly. If you make any discoveries, contact the village command center immediately, or call our rescue hotline directly." He said, handing Luo Fei a business card.

Luo Fei nodded.

He turned and walked towards the foot of the mountain.

Luo Ying's voice came from behind.

"Brother, be careful!"

Luo Fei didn't turn around, he just raised his hand and waved.

Chu Yue stood next to Luo Ying, watching Luo Fei's figure recede into the distance.

She said softly.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine."

Luo Ying bit her lip and nodded.

At the foot of the mountain, on the path leading into the mountains, several villagers voluntarily stood guard to prevent anyone from blindly entering the mountains.

Upon seeing Luo Fei approach, one of the middle-aged men who recognized him immediately came forward to greet him: "Xiao Fei? Are you going into the mountains too?"

"Okay, Uncle, I'll go in and take a look." Luo Fei nodded.

The middle-aged man sighed, stepped aside to make way, and warned, "Be careful on the road. I heard someone saw wild boars in the woods last night."

Luo Fei said goodbye to the uncle, went into the woods, and then quickened his pace.

The rugged mountain path beneath his feet seemed like flat ground to him.

The overgrown vines and obstructing bushes were gently pushed aside as he passed by.

He was like a gust of wind, sweeping through the mountains and forests.

The deeper you go into the mountains and forests, the more complex and difficult the terrain becomes.

The Meiling Mountains cover an area of ​​over a hundred square miles. This is a vast primeval forest located at the border of Longhai City and a neighboring province, with continuous peaks that stretch as far as the eye can see.

It is said that even seasoned hunters who have spent their entire lives venturing into the deepest parts of the mountains dare not easily set foot there.

There, ferocious wild boars rampage, wolf packs roam, villagers say they've seen leopards flash through the forest, and some have even heard tigers roar.

As Luo Fei ran, he observed his surroundings.

He ran very fast, but his eyes never relaxed for a moment.

Left, right, bushes in front, mud underfoot.

No clue, however small, escapes his notice.

After running for about twenty minutes, he suddenly stopped.

A branch of a tree has broken off in a bush ahead.

The cut surface is very fresh, and the stubble is still white.

It must have been broken not long ago.

That height...

Luo Fei strode over and gestured with his hand at the broken branch.

The broken branch was about chest height, a height that a seven or eight-year-old child could never have broken; it would have required at least an adult.

He crouched down, gently brushed away the fallen leaves with his fingers, and examined them carefully.

Several footprints were clearly imprinted on the soil. There were not just one person's footprints, but three in total.

The shoe print is large, indicating it's an adult male's size, and the sole resembles that of a professional, durable hiking boot.

Following the direction of the footprints, Luo Fei looked up into the deeper forest, indicating that they were heading inwards.

He stood up and glanced around.

This area is far from where the villagers usually live.

If you go another ten miles or so, you'll reach the real no-man's land.

What are a few adult men doing in this remote mountain area?

He frowned, then continued walking, his pace quickening.

We walked for about half an hour more.

Suddenly, the ground beneath my feet gave way to emptiness.

A crisp click.

A huge animal trap sprang up from under the fallen leaves, its steel teeth biting hard into his calf.

Luo Fei glanced down.

The animal trap was as big as a washbasin, with rusty steel teeth and barbs at the tips.

At this size, let alone a wild boar, even a black bear would break a leg if it stepped on it.

Unfortunately, it was trapping Luo Fei.

He bent down and reached out to grasp the two steel teeth of the animal trap.

With a gentle snap.

bang.

The steel teeth were pried open as if they were made of paper.

He pulled his leg out and tossed the deformed animal trap aside.

Then he looked at the pit, lost in thought.

Animal traps, and hidden so well with such professional technique, could not have been made by ordinary villagers.

When villagers hunt, they use simple snares or dug traps at most; no one would use such a large animal trap that is explicitly prohibited by the state.

Moreover, the villagers would never venture so deep into the mountains to set a trap; the journey is long and fraught with danger, making it a losing proposition.

Then there's only one possibility.

They are poachers.

Luo Fei's eyes instantly turned cold.

Without stopping, they continued forward, moving faster and walking lighter, like a stalking cheetah darting through the forest.

We walked for another ten minutes or so.

Suddenly, he stopped and listened intently.

There was a sound coming from the woods not far ahead.

It was very soft; it was the sound of a person speaking.

Luo Fei moved lightly, drifting past like a leaf.

After passing through a dense forest, the view suddenly opened up before us.

Two people were sitting on the ground resting in an open space.

One was tall and thin, like a bamboo pole, while the other was short and chubby.

Both men were wearing camouflage clothing and sturdy hiking boots. Next to them were two bulging backpacks, which looked like they were filled with a lot of things.

The tall, thin man was leisurely puffing on a cigarette, his face showing signs of fatigue.

The short, fat man was dozing off against a big tree, clutching a crudely made homemade gun.

That homemade gun had a long, slightly bent barrel and a stock made of rough wood; it was clearly a privately manufactured contraband.

Luo Fei's gaze swept across the surroundings.

There were leftover cans, cigarette butts, and mineral water bottles on the ground.

In a corner of the open space, there were still several fresh animal pelts piled up.

Luo Fei emerged from behind the tree.

His footsteps were light, but this time, he didn't try to hide them.

Stepping on the fallen leaves produces a soft rustling sound.

The tall, thin man was the first to spot him.

He suddenly looked up, almost dropping the cigarette in his hand.

"Who?"

The short, fat man was startled awake, instinctively clutching his homemade gun and looking in Luo Fei's direction.

The two saw a young man emerge from the woods.

Wearing ordinary sportswear.

He had no backpack or any equipment, looking like someone on a picnic.

The tall, thin man paused for a second, then his eyes became wary.

"Who are you?"

Luo Fei didn't answer, but walked straight over without moving quickly.

The short, fat man raised his homemade gun and pointed it at him.

"Stop right there! If you move another step, I'll shoot!"

Luo Fei glanced at him, ignored him, and continued walking.

The short, fat man gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.

boom!

The sound of gunfire echoed through the mountains and forests, startling a flock of birds.

But Luo Fei was no longer there.

Before the short, fat man could react, he felt a numbness in his wrist.

The homemade gun slipped from his hand and flew a long way.

The next second, a large hand grabbed his neck.

He was lifted up, his feet off the ground, his face turning bright red.

Just as the tall, thin man was about to run, he was suddenly pulled up by the back of his neck.

The two of them were like two little chicks, held in mid-air by Luo Fei, one in each hand.

"Cough cough cough..."

The short, fat man struggled desperately, but the hand was like an iron clamp, completely immobile.

Soon, the tall, thin man no longer had the strength to struggle, and his face had turned almost purple.

Luo Fei looked at them.

His eyes were calm.

"I ask, you answer."

He let go.

The two fell to the ground with a thud, clutching their necks and coughing violently.

After coughing for a while, the tall, thin man finally caught his breath and looked up at Luo Fei.

His eyes were filled with terror.

Who exactly is this person?

In that instant, they didn't even see how he got there. They only felt a blur before their eyes, and then his neck was grabbed and he was lifted up.

The short, fat man was so frightened that he trembled all over.

The gun in his hand actually fired.

But it missed.

Is this person... human or ghost?

Luo Fei looked down at them from his high vantage point.

"Are you poachers?"

The tall, thin man swallowed hard, not daring to deny it, and nodded quickly.

"Yes."

Luo Fei didn't waste any words.

Have you seen the two children in the last couple of days?

"Seven or eight years old, a boy and a girl."

The tall, thin man paused for a moment.

His eyes flickered for a fleeting moment, very slightly.

But Luo Fei saw it.

"Never seen it before..." the tall, thin man shook his head.

The short, fat man next to him also shook his head.

"Yes, yes, we haven't seen any. We've been hunting in this area, and we've never seen any children..."