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"Looks familiar?" I raised my eyebrows, "Uncle Cui, did you read that correctly?"

"It's separated by two windows, I'm not sure." Uncle Cui squinted his eyes hard and looked at it.

Outside.

The glass of the BMW opened a crack, and a chubby old hand stretched out and curled his fingers at the middle-aged man in a gray jacket.

The middle-aged man ran over immediately.

"Could it be that your former co-workers also came here to worship?" I guessed.

"Isn't it? I was the only one who survived that year."

While Uncle Cui was thinking, the middle-aged man suddenly strode to my car and knocked on my car window.

I lower the glass.

"What's wrong, buddy? The car can't be repaired, right?"

"No, no," the middle-aged man said with a smile, "Seeing as you came from this way, I wanted to ask you about the situation on the mountain."

"On the mountain? Which mountain?" I pretended to be deaf and dumb.

"Which other mountain is there?" The middle-aged man pointed to the barren mountain at the end of the road. "This is the road that leads to the original mine. We are all on this road."

"That mountain is already deserted. What do you want to know about it?"

"May I ask, what are you doing?" The middle-aged man kept smiling, but his smile felt greasy and hypocritical.

While standing by the car talking, he kept glancing at my car.

"My uncle used to be a miner there, and he used to pay homage to his fellow workers." I told the truth, "You also went to pay homage?"

"That's right." The middle-aged man glanced at Uncle Cui, replied speciously, and then went back with a smile.

Uncle Cui stretched his neck and looked hard at the people in the BMW.

"The more I look at it, the more familiar it looks. Who is it?"

"I was the only one who survived that year. How could I have any other co-workers? I can't remember such a big thing wrong."

Uncle Cui looked suspicious.

"How about getting out of the car and asking?" I asked.

"Okay, something is wrong today. I keep running into familiar people. I have to find out if they are my former co-workers. If there are survivors, then we have to have a drink."

Uncle Cui nodded.

As soon as we were about to get off the car, we heard someone over there shouting happily: "Okay! The car is repaired!"

The old little car started again, its engine humming.

People on the road quickly got into the car and drove away.

When the BMW passed by us, Uncle Cui stared at the blurry figures inside, his eyes widening suddenly.

"It's him!" he shouted.

"who?"

"Boss! The boss of the mine!" Uncle Cui gritted his teeth, "I absolutely did not admit my mistake. I recognized this conscienceless guy even when he turned into ashes!"

"The boss who ran away? What did he come back to do?" I asked in surprise.

Uncle Cui looked very unhappy and said angrily: "The mine has not been dug out. He must have wanted to come back and open a black mine after all these years have passed!"

"Should we call the police about this?" I suggested.

"It's necessary! Let's go, Xiao Li, let's go back to the city and find the police station!"

I quickly drove back to the county seat and sent him to a police station near his home.

But the result left him dumbfounded, because after police investigation, they found that the original owner of the black mine was dead.

"Uncle Cui, we can't be mistaken. People are similar, so you must have made a mistake."

Uncle Cui was also a little confused.

But the information is written in black and white, and the death record is clear.

The boss had been cremated a few years ago.

"How could that be? How could I be wrong about that black-hearted beast?"

Coming out of the police station, Uncle Cui still couldn't believe it.

"Uncle Cui, maybe you are wrong. Don't think too much about it. I'll take you home. Your family should be worried after being out for so long."

I said this, but I knew in my heart that it couldn't be such a coincidence.

There must be something fishy about this.

But we can't let this kind old man get involved.

So, I comforted him and sent him home, declining his invitation to stay for lunch.

I bought some food such as bread and milk, took it with me in the car, and hurriedly set off to the mine again.

No other vehicles were encountered on the only path leading to the mine.

It's okay, who would run to such a barren mountain and wilderness where a big accident happened?

And it has to be a big deal.

When I was almost at the bottom of the mountain, I saw the three cars parked in front of me, and the group of people had indeed gone up the mountain.

I guessed that they had someone staying in the car, so I didn’t drive my car over, but found a suitable place to stop.

Then, he took the two cats into the woods and walked around.

There is indeed someone staying behind the car.

They were two strong men who looked like bodyguards. They were leaning on the car and smoking, looking at the backs of their companions going up the mountain, and they were saying something without saying a word.

The distance was too far for me to hear clearly.

But this kind of person is not qualified to know the core information, and I don’t care.

Under the cover of dense trees, I quietly followed the group of people up the mountain.

There are 12 of them in total.

Most of them were strong men, wearing jackets and carrying heavy mountaineering bags on their backs.

Various camping tools hung on his waist.

There were only three people not wearing jackets, and one was the middle-aged man in a gray jacket who talked to me.

One is a tall woman. It can be seen that despite her age, she has good physical strength and a well-proportioned body. She should exercise regularly.

The movements are very neat, and even when crawling on such a mountain road, it does not show any signs of fatigue.

The other was a very fat old man who seemed to be afraid of the cold. It was only the late autumn season and he was wearing a down jacket with a fur collar.

He couldn't walk at all and was carried up the mountain by a strong man.

The group of people came to a place where there was a mine before stopping.

The fat old man was put down by the strong man, and immediately someone else came over and opened a folding chair for him to sit and rest.

The tall woman had been walking beside him. After the old man sat down, she handed him the crutch.

She also carried a medical kit on her back. She might be the old man's accompanying doctor.

This fat old man has quite a big fight.

When I go out, I work as a bodyguard and a doctor.

Either rich or noble.

The middle-aged man held a digital camera and took a lot of photos around him, and then went to the abandoned mine to take a look.

After working for a while, I returned to the fat old man and showed him the photo.

"Mr. Jia, look, there must be a mine here!"

"It's not the photos that have the final say. We have to use professional tools to detect it." The fat old man had no expression on his face.

His skin color is quite fair, and he is fair and plump, like a steamed bun wearing human clothes.

There aren't many wrinkles on the face, probably because of the fat.

The hair is still luxuriant and there are no gray hairs.

He obviously doesn't look old, but you can tell at a glance that he is not young.

"Mr. Jia, feel free to explore. I have already said hello to you. If you really take over this mountain, there will be many preferential policies!"

The middle-aged man smiled flatteringly.

The fat old man waved his hands to the strong men.

The team leader took them to work.

The heavy mountaineering backpack was opened, and inside were a variety of professional tools.

The group was well trained.

Not long after, a small camp was set up.

The fat old man moved to the tent, and the tall female doctor followed closely, occasionally asking about the fat old man's physical condition.

The fat old man treated her very well.

Others took their equipment, found a mine shaft, and slid down carefully.

After waiting for a while, there was a reaction from the well, and the people guarding the edge immediately pulled the rope up.

What came up was a black skeleton.