Chapter 285: Mo Jingshen, Right Here

A few minutes later, Feng Ling came back out of breath, with blood on his face, and rushed into the grass where Ji Nuan was, but Ji Nuan was nowhere to be seen.

"Mrs. Mo?" Feng Ling frowned fiercely: "Ji Nuan?"

Her muffled voice was scattered in the wind, and the channels of the distant Tonle Sap were calm and dark.

No one responded.

Only a mobile phone was dropped in the grass, lying there quietly.

...

He was kidnapped, this was Ji Nuan's first thought after waking up.

And it turned out that she was indeed thrown on the ground at this time. The dark room was almost invisible, the air was damp and salty, and it was full of rotten and musty smell.

She tried to move, her wrists were already tied behind her back, and her legs were also tied tightly.

In just a few seconds, Ji Nuan's brain couldn't reflect it, and there was a sudden conversation outside the door, but he didn't know what he was talking about.

Ji Nuan took a deep breath and let it out, forced herself to calm down, rolled her eyes, and looked around.

This is a very common wooden house in Cambodia. It is very empty and has nothing. A kerosene lamp hangs overhead. The faint kerosene light is almost equivalent to non-existence. Moths are attached to the lampshade and drop a huge Shadows look eerie and terrifying.

Just when Ji Nuan suspected that she had been kidnapped by someone, there was a sudden "bang" on the door and someone pushed it open from the outside.

Seeing two wretched and dark-looking men, Ji Nuan instinctively moved back, with her back against the wooden wall, her clear eyes watched the two men vigilantly, and she saw that they were carrying a strip of skinned skin in their hands. When the snake died, he resisted the surging feeling in his stomach that he almost vomited, and gritted his teeth so that he didn't make a sound of panic.

There were two people who came in, one of them was carrying the snake, and the other, a short, stout man, held a gun of poor quality. He glanced at her, grinned, and turned to follow the man with the snake. man talking.

They spoke the Cambodian language, Ji Nuan didn't understand, but seeing their hehehehe smiles, Ji Nuan pressed against the wall tightly, saying that it was all fake.

Finally, the short and fat man suddenly came over, squatted down in front of her, looked at her, and touched her face with his fat and dirty hands.

Ji Nuan didn't even want to dodge it.

The short fat man suddenly scolded in a low voice, still Ji Nuan didn't understand the words, he raised his hand to give her a slap, just one second before the slap fell, a man about six or seven with hunched back suddenly walked in from outside the door. The ten-year-old old woman, the old woman coughed, and the two men immediately stood up and glanced back at the old woman. Although the glance was not very respectful, it was still polite and stepped back. One step, he didn't continue to do anything to Ji Nuan, and he didn't continue to be presumptuous.

The old woman came in with a water ladle in her hand, stared at Ji Nuan for a while, walked over, got some water from the water ladle, and sprinkled it directly on Ji Nuan's face, where Ji Nuan's face was full of With an inexplicable expression, he wiped her face hard with his hands until the dust and dirt on Ji Nuan's face were washed away, then looked at her carefully for a while, and then said a word to Ji Nuan.

Still the Cambodian language.

Ji Nuan was worried that these people might be related to the recent incident. Once the fact that she is Chinese is discovered, she may face more danger. She kept her mouth shut and shrank her neck pretending to be afraid. He shook his head, meaning he didn't understand.

The old woman thought for a while, and then asked in some broken Chinese, "Are you... Chinese... Chinese?"

Ji Nuan still shook her head blankly, nothing was stuffed in her mouth, she could speak, but she still said "uuuuu", meaning she was dumb.

The old woman thought she looked like a very standard Asian beauty, but she didn't know which country she came from for a while. After all, most Asians have similar looks and habits. After looking at her for a while, she saw that Ji Nuan kept humming. She couldn't speak, so she pointed to Ji Nuan's mouth and asked her with eyes if she couldn't speak.

Ji Nuan didn't make a sound,

Nod hard.

It was a dumbass.

The old woman glanced at her again, turned around and said a few words to the two men in Cambodian, and the two men suddenly came over reluctantly and pulled Ji Nuan up. Ji Nuan didn't know why, But seeing that the two of them were helping her up and following the old woman out, she settled down and let them help her out.

When Ji Nuan was taken out of the wooden house, her eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of black cloth. She couldn't see anything, so she could only walk in an unknown direction.

After arriving, the two men put her down, and finally the old woman came over to help her untie the black cloth on her eyes, then looked down at her for a while, pointed to the direction of the dense forest, and made a big hand again. The expression of the explosion meant to tell Ji Nuan that if she ran out casually, she would step on the minefield at any time and would be killed.

Ji Nuan knew in an instant that this should be the center of the dense forest where Nan Heng and the others were planning to encircle and suppress it, which was the area where the group of people were currently stationed.

She was brought in by accident.

Could Mo Jingshen be in here?

Ji Nuan controlled all her facial expressions, and didn't show any flaws, let alone look around, but just kept looking at the old woman in front of her. The old woman untied the rope on Ji Nuan's feet and pulled her. Walking towards the largest wooden house in the middle, when they got inside, there were several middle-aged and young people in the wooden house. When they saw the old woman bringing Ji Nuan in, they all stared at Ji Nuan with alert expressions. Then he was very angry and blamed the old woman in Cambodian, as if she was complaining that the old woman brought strangers in casually.

After talking with them for a few words, the old woman pointed to Ji Nuan's body, meaning that she was clean and had no dangerous objects. Then she took Ji Nuan's hand and smelled it carefully, and said another sentence. After speaking, those talents stared at Ji Nuan with solitary eyes.

One of them was a middle-aged man in his fifties, with gray hair, a square face and a lion-nosed nose, and a scar from the center of his eyebrows to the left side of his face. He looked at Ji Nuan coldly, and suddenly asked her in English, "Can you cook?"

It turned out that the old woman smelled the food seasoning on her hand just now and thought she was a cook...

Ji Nuan still pretended that she couldn't hear anything, and just looked at the man with a look of fear and stunned expression.

The middle-aged man continued to stare at her coldly, and asked again in English: "Which country are you from? How could you be brought in from outside by our people? There is no smell of guns and ammunition, only the smell of food. Who are you? who?"

Ji Nuan looked helplessly at the old woman beside her, and hid behind the old woman in panic.

At this time, a sudden change sounded outside the wooden house, and an alarm sounded in the woods.

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(Good night.)