We Live In Nanjing

Chapter 67: One sentence is worth 10,000 sentences

  Chapter 67 One Sentence Is Worth 10,000 Sentences

  11:30 that night.

   Bai Yang panicked.

  In so many days, this is the first time that the other party did not go online on time. It has been nearly an hour without contact, and no one on channel 14255 responded to the call.

  The girl did not come as promised.

This morning, Bai Yang entrusted his father to go to the Hongshan Forest Zoo. If you want to tell where the experts who know tigers the most in Nanjing are, they must be in the zoo. The staff in the Liger Park are dealing with them every day. They knew what kind of **** they were pulling, so the old man used the guise of his son to come to the zoo for an internship to find a keeper. He gave full play to the strengths of being a taxi driver who was good at talking about magnetism. He claimed that his son was Nannong Zoology. The graduates of Hongshan will work at the Red Mountain Zoo after graduation. When the staff heard, oh, isn’t this an alumnus? Isn't this a schoolboy? So knowing everything is endless, talking endlessly.

Bai Yang also called Zhao Bowen. Old Zhao found the zoology teacher in the Nanjing Lin University Shenghuan Yard. The Nanlin Biological Institute found the Beilin Ecological Institute. The Beilin Ecological Institute called Harbin to find the cat center in Donglin. Finally, They unanimously recommended to go to the Cat League (CFCA), and the experts from the Cat League enthusiastically held a conference call for Lao Bai.

  Zhao Bowen’s tactics backwards: What do you mean by friends all over the world?

  In one day, they searched half of the domestic feline research experts.

   So Bai Yang took a large pile of materials and sat down at the table, ready to give Banxia a great supplement for theoretical knowledge.

  At ten forty in the evening, Bai Yang still started calling:

  "CQ! CQ! CQ! This is BG4MXH, have you heard? Please answer when you hear, OVER."

  According to past experience, Bai Yang let go of the microphone, and there should be a girl’s clear voice popping out on the channel: "BG4MXH! This is BG4MSR!"

  But not tonight.

  Bai Yang glanced at the alarm clock on the table, thinking that she might have something to delay, so she might as well wait a moment.

  I waited for almost an hour.

  Poplar’s ​​mental state ranges from wondering to anxious to anxious.

   "CQCQ! BG4MSR? BG4MSR?"

   "BG4MSR?"

   "BG4MSR?"

  This situation has never happened before. The girl was not online for a long time. She waited and waited. Bai Yang's heart was immediately suspended, and he immediately called Dad.

  Papa immediately called Wang Ning’s house.

  Wang Ning, who has been living in an old age, has a healthy lifestyle. She should go to bed at eleven. She was blown up by a phone call by Lao Bai and picked up the phone. Before he could scold him, his face changed.

  He crawled out of bed, put on his pants and jacket, and ran out.

   "In the middle of the night, why are you going, Pharaoh?" the awakened wife shouted behind her.

   "Something happened to the girl!"

  Lao Wang also shouted.

  Girl?

  What girl?

  Mrs. Wang was taken aback for a moment, and the carp flicked.

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"No news? Can't contact? How long has it been?" The taxi stopped outside the gate of the community. Wang Ning hurriedly squeezed the banknotes to the driver. He pushed the door and rushed down, leaving the driver swaying. Get out of the car window and call him behind him.

   "Hey—! Hey—! Come back!"

   "No need to find! No need to find change! Master, please keep it all!" Wang Ning had already rushed forward and shouted back.

  The driver watched his back disappear into the night, holding the banknotes in his hand, a little dazed.

   "Hey, this...you didn't give enough money."

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   "Lao Bai, I've got to your downstairs." Wang Ning said.

   "I saw you." Bai Zhen stood on the balcony with his mobile phone, looking down, "Is the one behind with the rolling pin your wife?"

   "What? I'm old..."

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  At twelve o’clock at midnight, everything is silent, only to reverse the future to save the world. The lobby of the Amateur Radio Communications Emergency Command is brightly lit.

  White Yang is still calling on the channel.

   Anxious.

   Loss of communication every second, it means that the more serious the consequences, the endless current noise in the headset is like a bottomless pool, the call is just throwing stones into the water, without any waves.

But he can only be in a hurry. Even if the old man calls Uncle Wang over, they will not be able to help, let alone Uncle Wang, even if he calls everyone in the world to come and squeeze in this room. The same can't do anything.

   "Xiao Yang, don't worry." Wang Ning comforted him, "Maybe she was asleep, she might have fallen asleep earlier today."

   "No." Bai Yang shook his head, he was very anxious, "We have an appointment. There is work to be done tonight, why would she go to bed?"

   "Maybe she is too tired today."

   "Yes, I can get in touch tomorrow. I'm not sure." Bai Zhen nodded, "It won't work for you to be anxious here."

   "Impossible." Bai Yang repeatedly squeezed the send button of the microphone, "We have to do something, is there any other way to contact her?"

  Faced with this problem, both Bai Zhen and Wang Ning shared their hands.

  Their meaning is obvious, how can there be any other means? The only way is the Icom725 radio station on your desk. It is a **** from the sky. It is a magical pen. It is the stone of Nüwa. What else can you expect from the SuperSpace Radio?

  If it can't even do it, then mere mortals will be even more helpless.

  White Poplar can do nothing.

  Bai Zhen is helpless.

  Wang Ning is helpless.

  The seven billion people around the world are helpless.

  Time is like a wall, blocking everything behind the wall.

  What can span time?

   "It's past twelve o'clock, it's late, should you go to bed?" Bai Zhen took out his phone and checked the time, "We will guard you."

   "I can't sleep you in the room." Bai Yang refused, "I'll guard it myself."

   "But when are you going to guard until?" Wang Ning asked, "Two o'clock in the morning? Three o'clock? Keep it till dawn?"

   "I can't sleep anyway."

   Bai Yang drove the two out and closed the door tightly.

  With the lights on in the living room, Bai Zhen and Wang Ning sat on the sofa, relatively silent.

  They also don’t believe that the girl from BG4MSR missed her appointment because she fell asleep. Survival in the doomsday world is difficult and dangerous. It is difficult to predict which of the accident and tomorrow will come first.

   Was it attacked by a beast?

If it was attacked by the Bengal tiger, it would be more ugly. At this moment, the girl’s mutilated body may be being bitten by a beast. The tiger eats the remaining remains, and there are other small animals to eat. .

The radio in the room was ringing, some people were calling in vain, and others were waiting for the girl, and the hollowed-out corpse of the girl downstairs was lying face up in the grass, being torn and dragged by a group of wild dogs, the girl was bloody. On the streaked faces, two wide-open eyes stared at the sky blankly-both of them had such cruel and terrifying scenes in their minds.

  "Ji people have their own natural appearances, so they should be fine." Wang Ning said suddenly.

  Bai Zhen was startled, and nodded, "Ji people have their own heavens."

  "Why don't we go to Jiming Temple tomorrow to give her a few incense sticks?" Wang Ning said, "I ask the Buddha to bless you."

   "Can the Buddha bless people twenty years from now?"

  Wang Ning is also uncertain whether the Buddha can bless people twenty years later. At the end of the world, the Buddha may not be able to protect himself.

  Bai Yang is wearing headphones and talking in a low voice.

"...BG4MSR, I have prepared enough materials today. I will wait for you to come back and teach you everything. Do you know how much effort we took? I called Uncle Zhao, and Uncle Zhao went to his high school again. Classmates, his high school classmates went to his college classmates, and his high school classmates' college classmates went to his former colleague again, and we all looked for the top domestic experts."

  "It took us a lot of energy to organize all these materials. Although this work was mainly done by my dad, if it is not useful, it will become useless."

"Miss, you are the hope of all mankind. The sky will come down to the people of Sri Lanka. You must work hard first. You are destined to save the world. This is your destiny. How can you be What about the small difficulties? Stand up, there are still seven billion people waiting for you to save."

   "Become light! Hero!"

   "Kamen Rider! Very new!"

  "Avada eats a big melon!"

   "Let me tell you Miss, my patience is limited. I will wait for you at most for ten minutes until one o'clock in the morning. If you don't come at one point, I will go to bed."

   "It's one o'clock in the morning, I will wait for you five minutes at most."

   "It's over five minutes past one, I will wait for you three more minutes at most!"

   "The last three seconds!"

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

  "Zero nine! Zero eight! Zero seven nine, zero seven eight, zero seven seven nine..."

   "Please tell me a word."

   "Everything is fine."

   "Tell me you are still alive."

  Bai Yang slowly lay down on the table, looking at the black plastic shell of the microphone in his hand.

  "You tell me a word, is it difficult to say a word? Just say a word."

"Then I'll just say one thing." As soon as the voice came off, someone was talking in the headset, and Bai Yang stayed for a while, "Wow-you have finally finished speaking, you can talk to yourself for ten minutes without stopping. It's amazing. It’s the first time I met someone you can say so, I know that you have spent a lot of energy preparing enough information so thank you and thank you, Uncle Zhao, and your dad, thank you for your whole family, and I came back ten minutes ago But you have been talking endlessly and pressing the hand microphone so that I can't speak. I'm just waiting to see when you can finish talking and the result has been waiting till now. Brother, you are such a genius."

  Poplar stayed.

  Over there, he finished speaking so many words at a very fast speed, and then he paused after changing his breath.

   "Is this a sentence?"

  (End of this chapter)

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