Chapter 535

No matter whether the corpse dragged ashore is "expired" or "valuable", fraskein feels that since he has dialed the contact number according to the newspaper, the other party should be polite to them.

But the tone of the other party was quite indifferent, as if fraskin was harassing him on the phone.

This made Vlaskin very unhappy. He shouted angrily and had to withhold the phone.

"What, what!?"

Just as fraskin was thinking about whether to call the police after deducting the phone or throw the body into the water to feed the fish, the man's voice on the mobile phone suddenly increased by 80 decibels, just like a broken Gong.

"What's the ghost's name? Scare me!"

Vlaskin, who was so frightened that he almost threw away his mobile phone, scolded, and heard a series of apologies: "I'm sorry, sir. I'm so excited -- can you tell me more?"

For the sake of correcting his mistake, fraskin decided to give him another chance: "we found a young man who felt very much like the man in the search notice in this newspaper -- wait, let me see the time and date."

He picked up the newspaper and looked at it for a few times. Fraskein said the name of the newspaper and the time to publish the notice. Finally, he said, "we don't know whether you found him. We just called you after we found that he looks like the person you're looking for."

"We, we haven't found him yet!"

The man on the other side of the mobile phone spoke in an increasingly excited tone. As soon as fraskein's voice fell, he asked anxiously, "is that man -- right next to you?"

"Yes, it's lying next to us."

Fraskin looked down at the body and sighed softly in his heart.

Of course, he and his old friends can hear how much each other cares about the young man from the man's tone of voice.

And they can hear from the voice of the other man that he is not young, probably the father of a young man.

How excited and ecstatic should it be when the father who has been worried about his missing son for more than half a year finally waits for the news of his son?

But the problem is, my son is dead.

Fraskin felt that this reality was quite cruel to his father.

At least, when the father calls him, he doesn't want to call him.

"Can you ask him to talk to me?"

The old man over there took a deep breath and asked.

Although fraskin called and said that he had found the young man he had been looking forward to for a long time, there were many similar looking people in the world, and it was normal for him to ask to talk to young people.

Fraskin shook his head. "No."

"No?"

The old man over there was obviously stunned, and then shouted, "why not?"

He raised his hand and rubbed the shocked itchy ears. Fraskein said reluctantly, "dead people can't call."

"Dead man, what dead man?"

The old man on the other side of the mobile phone was stunned again. When he spoke again, his voice had a trembling voice of fear: "you, you mean he's... Dead!?"

"I'm sorry, although we don't want you to be sad, this is an unchangeable fact."

Fraskin looked at his old friend Bach Yefu and made a helpless shrug again.

"He's dead? He, how could he die? "

The old man over there was stupid for a long time before he mumbled this sentence.

Fraskein, who had been waiting for a long time, couldn't help but say, "well, I'll take a picture and pass it to you. First, see if he is the person you're looking for. Maybe we just read it wrong? "

"Yes, yes, please."

The old man over there suddenly woke up and said he was right. His tone was very polite again.

He's a fickle old guy, but I can forgive you -- fraskin muttered in his heart, took his mobile phone to the 'little white face' of the dead body, clicked and took a picture, and with the help of Bach Yefu (how to operate his mobile phone and send it to the mailbox provided by the other party), passed it on.

After the photo was successfully transmitted for a long time, the old man over there didn't speak any more, but fraskein and his two people could hear a clear gasp. They asked impatiently, "see, is this the person you're looking for?"

"Yes --"

The old man's voice has become very tired.

This was what they expected: it was the normal reaction of a man who lost his beloved son.

"Unfortunately, when we found him, he was like this."

Fraskin sympathized with the old men and said in a few words about the whole process of fishing them in GABAR lake, but fishing the young people. Finally, he comforted: "Sir, please forgive me -- but we want to know what we should do next, wait for you to come, or give the body to the local police first?"

"We'll be right there, right away!"

The old man over there woke up and said, "please wait over there. Don't give the body to the police!"

Fraskin could understand the old man's grief at this time. He looked at the sun in the sky and said, "are you from Moscow? It's too far away. When you arrived, it was already dark. And here, it's desolate. There's no hotel -- "

"It won't take long, two or three hours at most. Please take care of him for me."

The old man's tone was heavy, but he said clearly: "don't worry, we won't let you help in vain. We will thank you very much. Please believe what I said. Now we'll start right away!"

Before fraskin finished, the old man withheld the phone.

"He told us to wait."

Fraskin put down his hot mobile phone and spread his hands to his old friend.

"Alas, since we have contacted his family, let's wait."

Bachyefu sighed and murmured, "but I don't believe they can get here from Moscow in two or three hours. It seems that we have to get ready for camping -- you say, shall we help them clean up their bodies? "

Looking at the corpse wrapped in water and grass, fraskin said, "well, I have spare clothes in the trunk of my car. I hope his relatives will reduce some pain when they see his neat clothes."

Vlaskin stood up and walked quickly to the front of the car. As soon as he opened the trunk, he suddenly heard bachyefu Scream: "ah!"

"What's the matter?"

Flaskin, who was startled, quickly turned his head and saw that Bach Yefu had been running here. While running, he also hissed, "cheat, cheat the body!"

"Pretending to be a corpse!?"

Vlaskin felt that the hair on his head stood up with a brush, and some horror scenes he had seen in science fiction movies: the corpse got up, his hands opened and his long tongue stretched out

However, fraskin was a brave man after all. When bachyefu, who was running over, fell again, he took out a double barreled shotgun from the trunk, loaded it with a snap, and rushed with his hands.

Guns always give people a great sense of security.

When he saw that Vlaskin rushed over with a gun, Bach Yefu, who weighed far more than 100 kg, immediately calmed down a lot, quickly got up and pointed to the body: "look, look, his chest is moving!"

It turned out that when fraskin went to get his clothes and bachyefu cleaned the water and grass wrapped around his body with a small wooden stick, he was shocked to find that there were signs of slight ups and downs in his chest.

After the chest of a corpse suddenly fluctuated like a living person, anyone who saw it had to be scared to death.

Suddenly, as if he had been severely chopped by a bolt from the blue, he was scared out of his wits and roared and fled to fraskin.

With a snap, the shotgun insurance was opened, and fraskinn tightened the trigger and looked at it.

As bachyefu said, the chest of the body did have a slight undulation.

"This is not, not a corpse, he -- not dead!"

After they looked at each other, the bolder fraskein took the lead in understanding, then turned off the shotgun insurance and shouted excitedly, "Hey, he's not dead!"

"How can he die? How can he die? How can I tell the young lady the bad news?"

Walter walked back and forth in front of the main hall of the villa with his mobile phone (inside, there were photos of the bodies around), his mouth was talking, and his eyebrows had become a pimple.

Half a year ago, when the master (bostaff) took the young lady on the sightseeing bus to stroll in the street, Miss Katyusha, who was regarded as an absolute little princess by the whole Xibo group, suddenly became very excited and said that she saw the square.

But in addition to her, Walter, yaksky (bodyguard captain) and others did not see the shadow around.

Katyusha vowed that she really saw the surrounding area and wanted to find him -- Walter remembered very well that the master had made great efforts to appease the young lady at that time.

And immediately sent a large number of people to search around Moscow, but also published a search notice in the news and newspapers, offering a huge bonus.

However, all the efforts did not pay off, including Xibo group sending a large number of people to China to search for the surrounding area: after all, China is too big, 9.6 million square kilometers, and there are countless people with the same name and surname.

Another more important point is that Xibo group used the name "Lu Ning" when publishing Fangyuan's search notice in the Chinese media, because it is difficult for foreigners to distinguish the difference between Fangyuan and Lu Ning, so it is normal not to find Mr. Fang himself.

After tossing for more than a month, Katyusha slowly calmed down and stopped arguing that she was going to wander around the world and look for the guy who promised to live with her.

Katyusha, who calmed down again, was really quiet and worried: she always sat on the balcony and stared at the Southwest (that's the direction of Lop Nur). Sometimes she sat for a whole day, even ten days and a half months. Without saying a word, she pined down quickly.

For the sake of this precious granddaughter, old bostaff was so worried that he set up a "search team" of more than 100 people and vowed to find the bastard who took the granddaughter's heart even if he turned the earth over!

As for whether to fry the bastard or stir fry him after finding him, it depends on his attitude of pleading guilty.

The days passed like this day by day, and Katyusha was haggard day by day. Her blue eyes were deeply trapped, which made bostaff, who turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands with rain, very distressed and helpless. She could only pray for God to pity him and let the bastard appear quickly.

As long as he can make his granddaughter happy and happy, he is willing to pay any price.