Since The Red Moon Appeared

"Mr. Xu, please tell me everything as it is, don't try to hide it."

"You should understand that if I want, I can use another method to get you to speak!"

Chen Jing was driving a jeep, driving on a long, winding road without street lights. Lu Xin sat in the back seat honestly. Beside him were Mr. Xu and Xu Xiaoxiao, who had just bandaged the wound on his wrist and took strong painkillers. Both of them were curled up in the back seat, far away from Lu Xin. Obviously there were three seats, but Lu Xin himself occupied two.

It can be seen that the two fathers and daughters were hit hard at this time.

In front of and behind the jeep, there are four other vehicles, each of which is full of armed soldiers, accompanying them all the way.

The intertwined lights ripped apart the dense night around them from time to time, revealing the snow white.

While driving the car, Chen Jing spoke calmly, with a kind of calmness in her hands.

Mr. Xu in the back seat hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to say something tough to express his protest, but after looking at Chen Jing who was driving in front, and Lu Xin who was sitting calmly beside him, he thought of his own The fate of private armed...

He sighed in a low voice and said in a hoarse voice: "Actually, I don't know much..."

"I... I just feel sorry for those artworks buried in abandoned towns..."

"Actually, in fact, many people in the main city have the same approach as me. We just funded some waste search teams and let them enter major abandoned towns and search for some artworks. It's just that in such a crazy place. In this era, what we lack most is the pursuit of beauty, a chaotic era when a piece of moldy bread is more important than everything, it should be over..."

"..."

Chen Jing interrupted him: "I heard your lectures when I was training at Qinggang University, so now you can skip these emotions."

Mr. Xu was stunned for a moment.

Lu Xin kindly said on the side: "She meant to let you directly talk about the main point!"

"..."

Mr. Xu's face was a little complicated, and after a while, he said with a dejected expression: "I regularly sponsor some famine teams to find some valuable works of art, and according to the different works of art, give them remuneration and compensation, and then ...and then through some of my personal channels, transported into the main city, collected, or shared with like-minded people...to share..."

Then he added: "I think you understand that such a thing is not uncommon..."

Chen Jing nodded expressionlessly, her voice slightly raised: "Continue!"

"It's the same this time..."

Mr. Xu was silent for a while, and said: "I received news from the wasteland reclamation team outside, saying that they had just returned from a large abandoned city and found some good things from it, and there was a list attached to them. It includes two Chinese paintings, a set of well-preserved Hainan Huanghuali Ming Dynasty furniture, a suitcase of jewelry and necklaces, and several ancient jade carvings, etc..."

Chen Jing interrupted him and said, "When did it happen?"

"This...it's been two months..."

Mr. Xu was silent for a while before replying in a low voice: "Because I was a little bit unable to get out at the time, so I asked Xiaoxiao to go out and connect with them. In fact, she has done it a few times before, and she is more skilled, and she is very skilled with the waste search team. The captain also knows it, but... I just didn't expect that as soon as she came back this time, something happened very quickly. I have been busy helping her heal, and even the goods are piled up in Bengbu Port..."

"You should feel lucky!"

Chen Jing said indifferently, "If it wasn't for her accident, these things must have been transported into the main city."

Mr. Xu was suddenly dumbfounded, and after a while, he let out a low sigh.

"It's your turn, Miss Xu."

Chen Jing didn't say any more, but her cold words pointed at Xu Xiaoxiao who was in Mr. Xu's arms.

The girl didn't seem to have any energy at this time. She lost a whole hand, and she shed a lot of blood. If Chen Jing had not ordered someone to inject her with an injection, she would have fainted by this time, and now Although he was still awake, he was still sick and had no energy. Hearing Chen Jing's words, he just glared at the back of Chen Jing's head and looked away.

Lu Xin next to her felt a little strange. At this time, she actually dared to resist, which was a little abnormal.

Mr. Xu was a little anxious, and hurriedly said: "Xiaoxiao..."

Before he could persuade him, Chen Jing frowned impatiently.

Through the rearview mirror, her eyes turned to Xu Xiaoxiao, and her voice became slightly low, very penetrating.

"I've always kept a secret in my heart, it's very hard, right?"

Lu Xin noticed that her pupils turned red at this time: "So, you should tell me everything you know, all the secrets in your heart, only in this way can I share those secrets for you, right? isn't it?"

Lu Xin noticed that Chen Jing's words this time were more gentle and meticulous than the previous ones.

He had seen the description of "hypnosis" in old movies, but what Chen Jing did was similar, but the specific method was very different.

Unlike those who are hypnotized, they need the right means at the right time.

Chen Jing, this is more like a forced hypnosis.

No matter how soft the voice is, the way is very rough and direct.

Listening to her words, Xu Xiaoxiao's expression suddenly became a little dazed. From the previous resistance, it slowly became dazed, as if he had suddenly fallen into a dream. He was clearly still awake, but it seemed that he was a little bit dazed. The appearance of sleepwalking, murmured:

"I was... when I went to their camp..."

"The people in the search team are all dead..."

"..."

Mr. Xu was slightly surprised and called out, "Chen Dachang..."

"Let her speak!"

Chen Jing said calmly: "She is in a state of deep hypnosis now. If you want to turn her into an idiot, try to disturb her."

Mr. Xu hurriedly closed his mouth, anxious and worried.

And Xu Xiaoxiao has bluntly explained everything: "They...the way they died, it was terrifying."

"I saw several team members, all without clothes, hugging each other, and some even holding a pig's head..."

"They all have a lot of bullet holes, and the person who shot was... the captain of the waste search team."

"I know him, his name is the Shenbaohui, a very loyal person, that is... He sat on a chair and shot and killed those teammates, the submachine gun was at his feet... And he, he Also dead, punched his chin with a pistol..."

"I don't know what happened to them, I hurried to check what they said before, and found... I found that the things they brought back from that city are still there, and... and there is one more thing they didn't mention …”

"That's a painting!"

"Other things are still sealed in the box, only... only the painting was placed in the middle of their tent, on a wooden shelf, covered with a layer of black cloth, it looks... it looks like It's like it was temporarily covered with a black cloth..."

"I...I ordered all the things to be packaged up and transported to the temporary warehouse in Bengbu Port by bribing the old guards of the patrolling army, where they were sorted and sorted. I...I took the painting, Because...because I could see...they attached great importance to this painting and thought it was very valuable, so I planned to appraise its value, so...the black cloth was lifted..."

"..."

When she heard this, Chen Jing in front of her frowned.

And Lu Xin, who was sitting in the back seat, turned his head slightly and listened carefully.

Mr. Xu tried to speak several times, but in the end he just sighed and let his daughter speak.

He also knew that after explaining this whole matter, his path would definitely be over, and he would also implicate many people, and this was also the reason why he did not want to be known by others in the first place, but it was already here. One step, what else can be done?

"That painting... so beautiful..."

Xu Xiaoxiao was still in a dazed state, but when he mentioned this painting, his pupils, which were barely moving, still lit up slightly.

Even, there is a faint sign of breaking through this confusion.