Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1329 Husband and wife reunion
Today is June 6th... Lin Sanjiu remembered very clearly that the morning when she and Han Jun talked on the phone for the first and last time was June 10th.

At that time, Han Jun was obviously already on the way to escape alone, and he even took his wife's mobile phone.

Then why is the time on this notice wrong?

She took out Han Jun's mobile phone, found the "husband, where are you" text message, and compared it with the missing person notice in front of her - the contact number was the same.The notice stated that the number holder was Han Jun's wife, surnamed Deng.

"Is it a trap?" Teacher Yi has rarely appeared recently in order to save energy, and at this time she was hooked again by her strong suspicion, and said: "Maybe they already know that the things are not taken by Han Jun, and they think you are Comrade, so this method is used to hang you out? Maybe the timing is wrong, this is their tell. "

The same few fragments, viewed by different people, can spell out different stories.There are too many possibilities contained in this kind of fragmentary clues, and she can only guess and guess, which is too annoying—Lin Sanjiu gritted her teeth and turned on the phone again.

Called the number on the missing person notice, and was connected after only one ring.

"Husband?" A female voice rang out immediately, full of urgency, almost cracking her own voice, shaking tremblingly: "Where are you? Didn't you lose your mobile phone?"

Lin Sanjiu opened his mouth, but no words came out.

"Hello? Husband, speak up," the woman sped up her speech, and pleaded with a nasal voice: "Where are you, I'll go find you right now!"

... If this is an acting skill, it is only natural to be deceived.

"I...I'm not your husband." Lin Sanjiu cleared his throat, deliberately suppressing it.

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

"W-what..." The woman was stunned for two seconds, and then a trace of anger rose from despair. "Who are you? Why is my husband's phone in your hand? Do you know where he is?"

How to get information from this woman who seems to be about to break down emotionally is really difficult, especially the first sentence must be carefully considered.Lin Sanjiu looked around, and as expected, four or five cameras were scanned within a radius of 20 meters; she strode towards the green belt of the sidewalk, ducked under the bushes, and sat on the edge, letting herself be covered by thick branches and leaves Woke up.

After cutting off the eyes of the outside world, she finally calmed down a little bit - as an evolutionary with keen five senses, when she was in an environment with all-round camera surveillance, she was affected far more than ordinary people.

"Speak!" the woman called again on the phone.

"I saw the missing person notice you posted," Lin Sanjiu said slowly, trying to calm her down. "I just found out that the mobile phone I picked up belongs to your husband."

"Did you pick it up...?" The voice on the phone sounded almost blank, "Where did you pick it up? When did you pick it up?"

"Near the museum," Lin Sanjiu said, meaningless time and place. "On the morning of the 5th."

The anger and hope on the other end were vented together immediately.

"That's useless. He originally worked in the museum and left home on the morning of the 5th... Please return his mobile phone to me. There may be clues in the mobile phone. I will definitely thank you. Tell me the price." -"

"You know he's going out on the morning of the 5th? Tell me the details." Han Jun clearly absconded with stolen goods on the 5th morning. Could it be that he was lying to her?
The wife on the other end paused, as if she didn't expect to hear such an answer, and subconsciously replied: "I don't know... the night before after he finished his night shift, he told me that I lost my mobile phone and took it away. I 5 I didn’t contact him on the 6st, and after returning home from get off work, I didn’t see him back until late at night... He called my unit the next day, that is, the morning of the [-]th, and told me that he had something to go out. Wait a minute, you ask this What are you doing?"

Lin Sanjiu took a deep breath. "I will return this phone to you, you don't need to give me money. I just want to ask you something."

"Really, really? I... What do you want to ask?" The woman seemed at a loss, and became vigilant: "We don't have any money, so I called the police... Did you really pick up the phone by accident? "

"What did the police say?" Lin Sanjiu ignored her question.

"No, I didn't say anything... Just let me wait for the news at home."

The wife was so visibly anxious that, however suspicious she looked, she was the only driftwood she could catch in the torrent.Without giving her a chance to think too much, Lin Sanjiu immediately asked, "What did you say when you and your husband talked on the phone on the morning of the 6th?"

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

"What... why are you asking this?"

"It was a coincidence that I picked up the phone, maybe I can help." Lin Sanjiu also knew that he was deceiving this desperate wife—but at least it was a white lie, which was harmless.

"Really? But... It's useless to tell you, most of the content has nothing to do with finding someone." The woman still didn't believe it all, and said: "He explained the situation to me, and we made an appointment on the phone to go to Tong I met at the dock, but I went, but he was not there. I have been calling and sending messages to my own number for the past few days... Ah, I even sent the wrong number to this number once! Have you received it?"

...Is that so?

Lin Sanjiu pondered, not knowing whether to tell her the truth.

Did this woman know about the loot?If she didn't know, then what should she say in order to appear less cruel?
"I'll return the phone to you. Think of a handover location, and I won't show up. Are there lockers in the station lobby?" But she has to keep the phone card—after all, there are so many notices for evolutionists This is the number printed on it.

"Ah?" The other end of the phone was taken aback, "What station hall... I don't know, no. Why don't you want to meet me? Even if you find a locker or something, you must leave your personal information, What's the point?"

It feels like the two channels are disconnected while talking.Since she doesn't want to show her face, of course it is even more impossible to leave any registration information, unless——

"You must leave your personal information to use the locker?" Lin Sanjiu felt that he was constantly being amazed by the modern world. Shouldn't personal information be very important?

"I don't know where there are lockers that are open to the public, but they are everywhere." The woman sounded more surprised than she was, "There are lockers everywhere, really."

"Then I'll leave it in the bushes of the flower bed." Lin Sanjiu made a decisive decision, turning a deaf ear to the urgent voice immediately ringing from the other end: "Come and get it at 12 o'clock in the evening."

Now that there are too many people in the daytime, it is not a good time to leave behind a very new mobile phone.

"Flower bed? Where's the flower bed?"

Lin Sanjiu reported the name of the bus stop where she got off, and the name of the road where she found the missing person notice. "Beside a blind road, there are a few broken bricks on the blind road, and the flower bed next to the broken bricks..."

Before she finished speaking, the breathing on the other end of the phone suddenly became heavy, and the sound of the wind poured into the phone along with the woman's footsteps: "Wait a minute! Wait a moment!"

Lin Sanjiu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately came to his senses.

Damn it - she threw Han Jun's missing person notice on the road, cursed secretly, jumped up, and hung up the phone.

Who would have thought that his wife had posted this missing person notice just now, and she hasn't gone far yet!

Lin Sanjiu looked around, and sure enough, from one end of the sidewalk, there was a figure in white clothes running desperately in this direction, and the sandals "clacked, clattered" on the road, and every step was very loud.Pedestrians on the road avoided her and stood aside; under their gaze, the woman kept shouting: "Hey! Wait a minute!"

Han Jun's wife saw her—fortunately, she still kept the same attire she wore last night. Although she didn't have a mask, she still looked like a man from a distance.

No matter how ordinary people run, they are not a threat to her.As soon as Lin Sanjiu lowered her head, she turned around and strode away—even if she was walking, her speed far surpassed that of ordinary people running.After only a few turns, Han Jun's wife disappeared from behind completely, and her shouts could not be heard at all; when she stopped on the sidewalk between two buildings, she realized that she had just passed her hand. He still put Han Jun's cell phone in his pocket.

...That's fine, after all, I didn't have the time to take out the calling card just now.

Lin Sanjiu sent a text message to Han Jun's wife, telling her to go to the flower bed to pick up her phone at the same time tonight, and then temporarily turn off the phone.Even if his wife has been waiting near the flower bed for her to appear, she still has a way to throw the phone under the bushes without anyone noticing.

The rest of the day passed peacefully.

... At 11:53 that night, Han Jun's wife really appeared beside the flower bed as promised.

She was still in her day clothes—sandals, jeans, and a white T-shirt. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were puffy, and she had a dull, oval face.She held a mobile phone in her hand, turned on the flashlight, and looked for it as she walked along the road with her head down.

When she finally found the broken bricks on the blind path, she exhaled tremblingly, and hurriedly got down on the ground, reaching into the bushes to grope.Her fingertips first touched something like a plastic bag, but it was too big and hard. It didn't look like it contained a mobile phone, but rather like garbage that was stuffed in by someone.Her fingers probed the ground again, this time touching a cold metal surface.

She shone the light of the flashlight in, and sure enough, she saw the cell phone of the familiar husband.

She didn't reach for it, but slowly moved the flashlight away from the phone and moved into the depths of the bushes.

In the bushes illuminated by the flashlight, Han Jun's bloody and swollen face protruded from the tightly wrapped black plastic bag, fell into the soil, and looked at her motionless.

(End of this chapter)