The situation changed suddenly.

  No one mentioned the previous topic again, and they took out their mobile phones from their pockets one after another and pressed the power button. It seemed that he didn't remember turning it off last night, had it run out of battery? He seemed to have heard my thoughts and explained: "I turned it off later when I woke up, first because I was afraid of running out of battery, and second because I was afraid that at a critical moment a text message or something would come in and make a sound, then both you and I would be in trouble."

  As they spoke, his phone screen lit up and his gaze drifted over to see that the battery was running low, with only two bars left. He couldn't help but ask, "Is there another power bank? What if it suddenly runs out of power when we're close to our target, then what?"

  "My girl, how many of today's smartphones are just two pieces of electronic boards? Are you still using the original Nokia?"

  I was choked, thinking what's wrong with Nokia? Long standby time, low power consumption, and durable, I have one in my bag. Not wanting to argue with him, I just asked the worrying thing: "What if it runs out of battery later?"

  But then he took out a small white box from his backpack, and immediately understood. Seeing that he was about to say something unpleasant again, he hastily stopped him: "Alright, I understand, no need to say anything." As he spoke, his hand involuntarily reached out and covered his mouth, and then...

  He was stunned, and I was also stunned. My fingertips touched his warm lips, and the beautiful emotions seemed to pass through from there. I quickly withdrew my hand, turned around to cover up the awkwardness, and clenched my fists in front of me, feeling like my fingertips were burning with psychological factors.

  After I interrupted him like this, Lu continued to not speak again, silently rummaging through his bag with a rustling sound. When I turned around, he had finally found the data cable from his bag and plugged one end into his phone and the other end into that small white box.

  I'm not an old antique, nor am I out of touch with society. Naturally, when he took out that white box, I knew it was a portable power source. At the time, I didn't think much of it and just asked him like that. It turns out he was quite well-prepared, having considered all aspects.

  "Not good!" A sudden cry came from beside me, I turned my head to look, and saw that Lu Xun's face had changed greatly, his gaze fixed on his phone. I swept my eyes over it too, and my heart sank, suddenly understanding why he was like this. Because when he opened the tracking system again, the three red dots representing Liang Ge, San Feng Zi, and Lao Tie had disappeared.

  He hadn't said a word, and then he took out his tools to scrape off the bark. I knew the situation was urgent, so I immediately went forward to help. The three red dots had disappeared, which only meant one possibility: the other party had discovered that they were wearing trackers, and given their vicious nature, it was very likely that they would commit murder.

  They might have had some secret signals with Liang Ge and the others before, so even if they knew they were already in enemy territory, they could still laugh and scold along the way. But now, they couldn't hide their worry between their eyebrows, and their expressions became solemn. There was another hidden worry that wasn't spoken out loud - when the tracking device was discovered, the other side would definitely relocate, but because they had turned off their phones the night before, there was no way to know when this happened. If it was in the middle of the night, then perhaps they had already gone to a place where we couldn't find them.

  Thinking of this, my heart can't help but sink. However, it's just one night, if I miss the opportunity to meet them, it would be really frustrating. For now, frustration is useless, I need to hurry to their destination as fast as possible to investigate and determine what happens next.

  Although there was no red dot indication, the general direction was still remembered, and when we stopped last night, it wasn't far away either. So around 7:30, we approached our destination and found that the journey of drilling through the tree hole was about to end. Because as we went further back, the gap between trees became larger, which means that the forest here began to thin out.

  Actually, if we followed the tree trunks and climbed up at this time, the ancient rattan would have relatively decreased, possibly because the growth of this plant is related to the geology and soil. Luchu and I unanimously decided to continue shuttling in the thicket below, as the dense branches above our heads can serve as a natural barrier.