Chapter 1155: Whizzing past

"Brother, is Shipozhi going forward?"

Ren Kuangshan was riding a mountain motorcycle, driving leisurely, and met two motorcycle friends on the road, and greeted them enthusiastically.

He felt that he was almost out of the gloom of cancer. Of course, the cancer was still there, and he was still dying, but he felt a little more calm.

Meeting a fellow rider on a mountain road in the suburbs, the two people coming from the opposite direction were also quite happy. They stopped the car, seriously pointed the way, and looked at the equipment behind Ren Kuangshan's motorcycle, making sounds of admiration: "Are you preparing to sleep in the wild? So powerful, fishing?"

"Fishing, but this time I didn't bring equipment. There is no place to bring it on the motorcycle." Ren Kuangshan actually brought a fishing set and a fish float, but he really didn't bring a fishing rod. His plan was, if the wind was tight outside, he would just hide in the mountains for a while before going out. At that time, maybe he could rely on fishing to get something to eat.

He didn't have a few years to live, so he couldn't accept the option of going to jail. Furthermore, people now say that many foods sold on the market have various problems and are easy to cause cancer, so he might as well live a mountain life for a period of time, just as if he were using natural therapy to treat the disease.

Of course, this is the worst of the worst strategies, just Ren Kuangshan's strategy just in case.

His first choice in the plan was still to go to Russia to play with long-legged girls.

He has leisure and money now. Calculated, even if he just plays for three years, he can play for 1000 days.

And those cattle and horses who go to work day and night, if they have double breaks every week, they only rest for 104 days a year, plus 11 statutory holidays, totaling 115 days. Those with annual leave can't reach 130 days. As for the poor bugs who rest once a week, they only rest for 52 days a year. Assuming they don't work overtime on statutory holidays, they only have 63 days of vacation a year. This also requires them to be good enough not to sleep in the dark on precious weekends and become production tools maintained for capital.

That is to say, even if Ren Kuangshan only has the last three or four years of life left, it is worth 10 years of happy time for these double-break cattle and horses, theoretically worth 20 years of happy time for single-break cattle and horses, and actually should be worth 30 or 40 years.

Of course, if the cattle and horses are unemployed, it is unknown whether this rest time and happy time will increase or decrease.

Ren Kuangshan hummed a song lightly, rode the motorcycle lightly, and arrived at Shipozhi Gas Station.

This is a gas station on the side of the county road. The business is average, but many nearby residents use motorcycles. When refueling motorcycles, there is no special discriminatory policy. Ren Kuangshan had been here twice when running mountains before, and still had an impression of the nearby roads.

Ren Kuangshan wore a motorcycle helmet and didn't need to take it off. He parked the car and turned off the engine, watched the staff fill it up, and paid the money in the supermarket inside. He used WeChat to scan the code. WeChat is a full set of products with bound ID cards and bank cards bought in advance.

It is not without reason that the real flat-lying people and the Sanhe Great Gods are hit.

Everything went smoothly. Before leaving, Ren Kuangshan took another pack of Liqun, a lighter, and three bottles of water, which was considered replenishment.

Riding the motorcycle again, Ren Kuangshan walked a section along the county road, passed several big cars, and then recognized the road in front of a big billboard of a farmhouse, then turned, and went up the mountain again.

After bumping for less than 20 minutes, there was no smoke and fire around.

Ren Kuangshan stopped when passing a deep valley, took out the mobile phone in his pocket, turned it off first, then found a large rock, smashed the mobile phone on the spot, until the battery of the mobile phone was smashed out, then gathered the splashed fragments, found a plastic bag to put them in, and threw them into the deep valley together.

Ren Kuangshan also carried other mobile phones and ID cards, and couldn't waste them later, but on the first day, no amount of caution was too much. He also remembered the warning of the contact person clearly. Mobile phones also need to log in and record when passing through base stations. The more remote the mountains, the slower these data are refreshed, which is beneficial to the police's tracking.

Ren Kuangshan prepared carefully for so long, just to not go to jail. No matter how good the mobile phone is, he didn't hesitate.

Wu...

Ren Kuangshan restarted the motorcycle and continued driving along the machine-plowed road under his feet.

This road, he ran in an activity organized by the motorcycle friend group as early as possible. It belongs to a relatively elementary off-road route, with no high difficulty, and the scenery around is average, but many car teams like to organize to run this road, just because the route is simple and not easy to lose.

In addition, it is also because this mountain is the boundary mountain of the two cities. The traffic police on both sides don't like to manage it. Whether it is driving a motorcycle, playing off-road, or playing camping, they can be freer.

Ren Kuangshan used to drive a truck, so he was very good at remembering roads. He threw his mobile phone here and was not afraid of getting lost.

He rode for more than an hour, passed a flat land with mountains and water, felt it was almost there, parked the car on the spot, checked it a little, and started to pick up firewood to build a fire and set up a tent, just like a camper who came out to play.

Everything was done, the sky was still bright, so Ren Kuangshan picked up some more firewood, smoked and roasted the fire, and was too lazy to take out the prepared food.

It's not that he wasn't hungry, but he had no appetite, which was strange.

He didn't sleep well at night. Without a mobile phone, when it was dark, he could only sleep. Ren Kuangshan had a dream all night, and in the early morning of the next day, he opened his eyes by himself.

He opened his eyes to look at the stars, and watched for more than half an hour before the sun rose lightly.

Ren Kuangshan seemed to have heard some order, jumped up, started to pack various equipment, and after loading the car, set off without delay.

An hour later, a small city at the foot of the mountain appeared in Ren Kuangshan's field of vision.

Ren Kuangshan identified the direction, confirmed that he was not lost, and rode for another 20 minutes before truly arriving at the edge of the city.

Parking on the side of the road, the first thing Ren Kuangshan did was to open a new mobile phone and brush social news and hot events.

"Academician murdered!"

When Ren Kuangshan saw these four words, his pupils suddenly dilated.

"Did I kill an academician?" Ren Kuangshan was a little stunned.

This is not quite the same as what the gold master said.

At that time, the other party only said that it was the boss of another company, and the two sides had a great hatred...

Ren Kuangshan didn't believe it very much, but he didn't not believe it either.

To say, he didn't understand the gold content of an academician very well, but he knew that academicians were very powerful scientists. If such a person died, the police's attention would definitely exceed that of a company boss.

Ren Kuangshan quickly flipped through several news, didn't dare to waste too long, looked at the time and set off again.

This time, he drove for a long time on the city road, until he saw the tracks, then parked the motorcycle on the side of the road, picked up his backpack and cigarettes, and started walking north along the railway line.

A green-skinned train whizzed past. Ren Kuangshan lowered his head and just walked. After a while, he went against the tracks and climbed onto the platform of this small station with two local people who escaped tickets and helped each other.

The previous security checks, ticket purchases, and other steps were all skipped.

There was noise all around, and dozens of people were chatting while waiting for the train.

Ren Kuangshan patted the dust on his clothes and silently blended into the crowd.