The walking dead at the conference

  No other usable evidence was found in the old house, as most of the evidence had been collected by the police. The only breakthrough now is that Rubik's lock, maybe Grandpa hid the answer inside the Rubik's lock.

  Thinking of this, Liao Dongfeng put down his work, locked the door and went straight to find Peng Jianjun.

  It was a coincidence that Liao Dongfeng saw Peng Jianjun rushing towards him as soon as he came out. As soon as he saw Liao Dongfeng, he shouted loudly: "Dongzi, hurry up, the big copper has fallen, hurry up and drive your BMW, I'll lead the way, if we're late, it won't be good."

  Liao Dongfeng heard this and immediately rode his bicycle with Peng Jianjun in the direction he had pointed.

  In those days, bicycles were not something that everyone had. For ordinary people's families, bicycles themselves were a luxury that they did not dare to hope for. Those who had money were all knocked down, and most of the people who could ride bicycles were from big households. Therefore, girls and boys from poor families were eager to climb up the social ladder by attaching themselves to the wealthy, this was the harsh reality of that era.

  To make a long story short, under Peng Jianjun's guidance, Liao Dongfeng finally arrived at the designated location, the large square outside the school.

  At this time, the square was packed with people, and a stage was set up in the middle of the square. However, there were no performances on the stage, but rather a denunciation rally was being held. As soon as the two squeezed to the bottom of the stage, Liao Dongfeng saw the policeman who had been taken away that day. Three Red Guards pressed him down on the stage, forcing him to bow his head and confess. Behind them, a Red Guard leader was holding up the Lu Ban lock and loudly delivering a speech. Liao Dongfeng wasn't paying much attention to what he was saying; his eyes were fixed tightly on the Lu Ban lock, afraid that the man would accidentally drop it on the ground and break it. That would be a small matter, but if something inside were to fall out, it would be a big deal.

  As he thought of this, the leader of the rebels finished his speech and walked up to the police officer who was bowing his head in admission of guilt. He grabbed the policeman's hair and pulled his face out into view. As soon as he lifted his head, not only the leader but also the people below hastily retreated a distance. The policeman's face was black like it had been smeared with pot bottom ash, and his eyeballs were white like hard-boiled egg whites. He looked like he might have been poisoned or contracted some kind of terminal illness, or maybe even something contagious. As a result, everyone wanted to get as far away from him as possible.

  The people on the stage didn't dare to touch that policeman again, and a slightly braver one next to him even threw a small stone at the policeman to test his reaction. Before the stone had fallen to the ground, the ferocious-looking policeman suddenly stood up, broke free from the ropes binding him, and then charged towards the man with incredible speed. A pair of large hands pierced through the man's chest like knives.

  After this bloody scene, the meeting place was in an uproar, people scrambled to escape, trampling occurred, and in the chaos, the leader of the rebels' Lu Ban lock rolled onto the stage. Liao Dongfeng saw it just as he was about to reach out to pick it up, but someone beat him to it, snatched the Lu Ban lock, turned around and walked into the chaotic crowd.

  Liao Dongfeng saw that the Lu Ban lock had been picked up by a stranger and hurriedly chased after him. Peng Jianjun also followed. Just as they were about to catch up with the person, Liao Dongfeng suddenly realized that the stranger in front of him had a slightly lame left leg.

  For a moment, he was stunned. Suddenly, several gunshots were heard from behind. It was also during this moment of being stunned that when he turned his head back, where could he still find that person? Liao Dongfeng anxiously stomped his foot and gritted his teeth, but the man had already disappeared, and there was nowhere to look for him. He might as well go take a look at what happened in the place where the gunshots came from.

  The scene of the meeting has returned to calm, everyone is busy rescuing the injured, and the dead have been taken away. It's said that the brutal police officer killed eight people with his bare hands, almost instantly, it's really shocking to hear. If the militia patrolling nearby hadn't arrived in time, the number of casualties would probably be much higher.

  Not far away, a large crowd of people were surrounding in a circle talking about something. It wasn't until Liao Dongfeng approached that he could make out what they were saying - they were discussing the policeman, occasionally pointing and gesturing to someone in the middle of the crowd.

  Only after squeezing in did he see that the police officer who had been shot was lying in the middle, with a bullet wound on his forehead. Strangely, there was no blood flowing from the wound, and the bullet hole was just a dark cavity, so deep it was frightening. The same was true of the places where bullets had entered his body - there was no bleeding, and the holes were also black and empty, as if his body was completely hollow.

  Next, a militiaman onlooker lightly tapped the corpse with his rifle butt, confirming the above speculation. The corpse was hollow, and its internal organs were gone. When the corpse was pierced, a fragrant smell immediately filled the air. At first, no one felt uncomfortable with this smell, but after about a minute, everyone suddenly started vomiting.

  The militiamen were also afraid that the situation on the scene would get out of control again, and they quickly covered their mouths and noses. Several people hastily dragged away the corpse on the ground, but as soon as they used force, the two arms of the corpse suddenly broke off at the shoulder with a cracking sound. At this time, the crowd around also suddenly cleared out a large piece of empty space.

  Liao Dongfeng looked carefully, the bones inside the broken limb turned green, the epidermal part was vaguely transparent, and a circle of metal ring-like objects rubbed against each other to make a sound. All this is just the usual technique for making lanterns, but to create a living person with such means is indeed a bit frightening to hear.

  Liao Dongfeng's scalp was also numb, and he had never seen such a strange thing before. Before he could come to his senses, a team of militiamen had already smashed the corpse on the ground into a pulp. Others didn't pay much attention, but Liao Dongfeng was focused, and he saw that a red object had fallen out of the corpse's abdomen. The object happened to fall at his feet, and when he stepped on it, his foot felt sore. Taking advantage of the commotion, he secretly picked up the object and put it in his pocket, then hastily squeezed out of the crowd and left the scene.

  All the way, Liao Dongfeng did not take out that thing to observe it until he returned to the old house. He found that this object was all red and lustrous, like blood, with a relatively high hardness, similar to jade, but its weight was much lighter than jade. It emitted a fragrance, which made people feel nauseous after smelling it for a long time. The smell belonged to the stone itself and was harmful to the human body. With these characteristics combined, Liao Dongfeng roughly confirmed that this was a piece of fluorite, a very rare kind.

  After finishing watching the firefly, Liao Dongfeng turned around and bumped into Peng Jianjun who had appeared out of nowhere. He was startled and shouted loudly: "Are you trying to die? Are you a ghost? You don't even make a sound when walking!"

  Peng Jianjun let out a sly laugh and asked: "What treasure are you hiding? Take it out and let this country bumpkin take a look?"

  Liao Dongfeng heard this and immediately pretended to say, "Treasure? What treasure? Even if there really is some treasure, I wouldn't dare take it out for you, a class warrior, to see! What if you turn me in, I'd be finished!"

  "Get out, I am a class warrior, but my red heart still has two hands prepared. One hand is ready to enjoy the great rivers and mountains of our motherland, while the other hand is still seeking some benefits for myself."

  After listening to Peng Jianjun's words, Liao Dongfeng quickly changed the subject: "No trivial matter can be discussed in the Three Treasures Hall, what exactly did you want to see me about?"

  "In response to Chairman Mao's call, educated youths must go up the mountains and down to the countryside. Wherever we are needed, that's where we'll go. I have no choice, drifting with the tide, wherever I end up is where I'll die. But you're different, with a family background like yours, conditions in all aspects far superior to mine. So we're not on the same path. And my purpose for coming today is to bid farewell to you."

  "Say goodbye? You mean we won't see each other again in the future? Don't be ridiculous, who knows, maybe I'll get a sudden rush of blood to the head and really go with you."

  As expected, Liao Dongfeng's crow mouth proved to be effective. Two days later, Liao Haiyang was isolated for investigation, and with him was also Dong Juans father Dong Dangsheng.

  During Liao Dongfeng's visit, he also went to see his father a few times. His father only left him with one question: Are you prepared for everything?

  His father's words were hinting, and Liao Dongfeng also understood in his heart. The day before he set off with Peng Jianjun and ten other educated youth, he returned to the old house again, then rushed straight to the police station.

  Liao Dongfeng was a clever man. That day, at the meeting venue, a cripple picked up the Luban lock. Liao Dongfeng had long suspected the Hai Fa doctor from the police station. In fact, he came this time just to confirm his own speculation. However, after arriving at the police station, he only heard that Hai Fa's father was critically ill and he himself had returned to his hometown in Weinan, Shaanxi. To be honest, things were so coincidental that the group of educated youth they wanted to visit also happened to be in Shaanxi.