The black-faced man naturally had no objections. Surviving was the most important thing. Discussing the distribution of benefits now was just a verbal promise.

"This phone receives calls from Na Ru Hu every once in a while," the man introduced. "And the content is different each time."

"You've only received one call. How do you know it's different each time?" the black-faced man asked, a perfectly normal question.

Because he had been schemed against, he had no trust in the man. He even felt that the other party wanted to drag him down and find a scapegoat.

"It's simple. We decrypted the last call Na Ru Hu made to this phone," the man said calmly, tapping the phone gently with his fingertip. "The content of the call was different from this one."

The two calls also differed in length. The call three days ago was 19 seconds long, while the recording the man had just played was at least 2 minutes long.

"What was the content of the last one?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Hearing this, the man's expression changed slightly, as if something didn't make sense. After a moment, he replied, "It was a conversation. It sounded like Na Ru Hu and his teammates. The environment was noisy, so I couldn't hear the details clearly."

"I could only hear them excitedly talking about someone named Feng something. The two were arguing fiercely, and they seemed to mention photos and alcohol."

The man had only heard a few fragmented words. At that time, the signal seemed to be severely interfered with, and the transmitted sound was distorted and very strange.

These were all scattered clues. After Jiang Cheng wrote them down, everyone began to discuss when to go to the gold mine tunnel in Graystone Mountain.

"Is it too hasty to leave tonight?" a man with a pale face who was with the black-faced man said.

"I would also like to wait a little longer, but I'm worried that when you wake up tomorrow, you'll have to go to the tunnel on your own," the blue-eyed man said with a wry smile.

He had received the ghost call the earliest. Comparing it to the experiences of Na Ru Hu's teammates, he would be the first of this group to disappear.

"It's settled then. Everyone prepare. We'll leave in half an hour," Jiang Cheng said after thinking it over.

It was still early outside. If they moved quickly, they should be able to reach the entrance of the mine before dark. As for once they were inside the mine, it wouldn't make much difference whether it was dark or not.

The girl dragged out a huge package from under the bed. When she opened it, it was full of all kinds of equipment: strangely shaped flashlights, matte-colored helmets, and even trekking poles.

"Both major roads leading to the gold mine are guarded. We have to take a small path, which requires crossing a mountain," the girl said.

It seemed that they had already inquired about the surrounding situation. Hearing what she said, everyone didn't stand on ceremony and began to choose the equipment that suited them.

It was time for the familiar self-introduction. Everyone stood in a circle, fully equipped. The blue-eyed man spoke first, "You can call me Luo He. I'm new to this line of work and don't have much experience."

Hearing this, the black-faced man couldn't help but curl his lips. No matter how he looked at it, the other party didn't seem like a newcomer. If a newcomer dared to scheme against people like this, they would probably be torn to shreds.

"Fu Fu," the girl grinned.

Actually, the girl was quite cute, not tall, with delicate features, but her mental state didn't seem to be very good.

The black-faced man called himself Zhao Xingguo. The taller of the two younger brothers he brought was Pan Du, and the one with the duck-like voice was Linghu Yong.

"Jiang Cheng." Jiang Cheng reached out and shook hands politely with Luo He.

After Jiang Cheng finished introducing himself, everyone set off while it was still light. But as soon as they left the hostel, they realized they were being watched.

Several people dressed as villagers were hanging behind them, not too close, not too far, looking at them with strange eyes. Occasionally, from behind walls and through windows along the way, they could feel malicious gazes.

"I feel like something's not right. Why are they looking at us like that?" Fatty asked, staying close to Jiang Cheng.

Even the children's eyes were unusually cold.

"It's probably because of the gold mine," the black-faced man said. "There's not much industry in the town. The people who stayed behind rely on stealing from the mine to make a living."

"They're worried that our appearance will steal their business."

After walking around the town, they didn't see any schools. The society here seemed to be disconnected from the outside world, and a decaying and backward atmosphere permeated everywhere.

Looking at the children peeking at him from behind the dilapidated wall not far away, Fatty couldn't help but worry, "These children are running around outside every day and don't go to school. Don't their parents care?"

"Brother Fugui, you haven't seen enough," Huai Yi sighed. "In remote mountain villages like this, young people go out to work, and children are left in the village to be taken care of by their grandparents. Those old people don't have the concept of education. It's good enough if they can feed them. When they grow up, they'll go out to work like their parents."

Luo He led the way, and they soon reached a fork in the road. "We'll go up the mountain from here. We should be able to make it before dark."

"Wait a minute," Fatty said suddenly, then turned around and ran towards the back, where there was a broken wall made of large mountain stones.

The broken wall was dilapidated, obviously having existed for a long time. The base was dark, as if it had been burned by a fire.

Judging from the style, it should have been part of a large building, but now the building had disappeared into the long river of history, leaving only this broken wall.

Three small heads peeked out from behind the broken wall.

They were three children.

Two half-grown boys stood on either side, with a thin girl in the middle.

The girl was about 6 or 7 years old, with two pigtails and a sallow complexion, showing that she was malnourished.

Only her eyes were bright, staring straight at them.

Fatty ran to the broken wall. When he saw the children about to run, he quickly stopped them. "Don't run, I don't mean any harm." He quickly took out a few beef jerky sticks from his pocket.

These were prepared by Luo He, and everyone had been given some.

He first gave each of the three children two sticks, then took out some money from his pocket and stuffed it into the girl's hand. "If you can, go back and tell your family to send you to school. The outside world is wonderful. You don't want to be stuck in this town forever, do you?" Fatty looked sincerely into the girl's eyes.

Seeing Fatty's performance, the black-faced man turned his head and looked at Jiang Cheng with a strange expression.

Jiang Cheng didn't show any reaction, just silently watching Fatty's bent back. He was so big that he blocked two and a half children.

Huai Yi sincerely felt that Brother Fugui had seriously lowered the level of their team, and at the same time fell into deep self-doubt.

Was this really Scarlet?

Shouldn't Scarlet have rushed up, chopped these three children, and then grinned as they dismembered them?

Did Scarlet also pay attention to strategy now?

Recruiting from childhood?

Before long, Fatty trotted back. He was carrying a backpack filled with his own equipment, as well as the doctor's and Boss Lin's.

Huai Yi and Chen Qi carried their own.

"Let's go."

The group disappeared into the dense mountain forest.

But at the moment their figures disappeared, the girl behind the broken wall stretched out her hand. The two boys standing beside her, who were half a head taller than her, immediately handed over the beef jerky they had just received.

After stuffing the money and beef jerky into her pocket, the girl stared in the direction where the group had disappeared, expressionlessly took out her phone, and dialed a number. "They've entered the mountain, taking the small road on the west side."