The criminal policemen who were still awake were instantly stunned.
Lai Xiangheng took out the rope hanging from his waist and commanded loudly: "Tie them up and tie them to the tree, don't tell them to go to the shore" As he spoke, he had already wrapped the rope around the waists of the two closest to him, and went around the third person.
When they had gone around the people, they hung the rope on the branches of the dead trees, and tied them like horses.
The remaining two sober detectives hurriedly did so, while Sherlock ran to the shore to intercept the detectives who were about to fall overboard.
Lai Xiangheng thought of the huge black shadow in the lake he had just seen, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat, this kind of strange moment, even if he received anti-feudal and anti-superstitious education since he was a child, he couldn't help but think in the direction of ghosts in the lake.
This kind of thinking infinitely magnifies people's fears, and Lai Xiangheng can only shout loudly to cheer himself up.
"Hurry up, count the two or three on my side, don't miss that one and leave it to me, you go to the lake, what is the situation with Deputy Yan?"
in the lake.
Seeing that the first criminal policeman who went into the water was about to sink to the bottom, Yan Sixian had to jump into the icy lake again.
As soon as he entered the water, he swam quickly to the colleague, a fierce man plunged into the lake, and went around the back of the person Yan Sixian has received professional lifesaving training, he knows that when saving people, he must hold people up from behind the person who fell into the water, first, this way is the most labor-saving, and secondly, it can also avoid being entangled by the panicked person who fell into the water, so as not to drown both of them.
Yan Sixian tentatively lifted the person up, and found that the other party was not struggling, so he dared to approach and forcefully lifted the person's head out of the water.
Yan Sixian himself also surfaced, and while he was ventilating, he saw that the drowning man's eyes were closed, his face was pale, and he reached out to probe his neck and pulse, so he was relieved.
Puff puff puff "Grass" Before Yan Sixian could push the person he was holding ashore, two more people jumped into the water, splashing everywhere, making Yan Sixian unable to open his eyes.
"Don't sink, don't sink" Yan Sixian was so anxious that he bubbled and scolded: "Holding the grass and being sober is not stopped."
He pulled out the rope around his waist, tied the man he had just rescued, and hooked the rope to the driftwood branch on the shore.
Turned around and took another deep dive to pick up the other two people who had fallen into the water.
Xu was just because he had just fallen into the water, and the person Yan Sixian picked up was still struggling, and kept shouting: "Wait for me, wait for me" I don't know what kind of demons I have.
Yan Sixian's mouth and nose were pressed into the water by him several times.
Entangled with him for a while, Yan Sixian thought about another brother who was about to sink to the bottom, and secretly said sorry in his heart, punched him in the nose, knocked the person unconscious, and finally dragged him to the shore.
At this moment, Yan Sixian only felt cold, his hands and feet were a little disobedient, and every muscle was trembling violently to help him get heat.
The third brother who fell into the water was gone, and Yan Sixian could only dive to the place where he fell into the water with his memory, praying that no one would fall down again.
There was nothing to see under the water, the man must have sunk into the depths, and Yan Sixian could only dive into the depths.
The senses all over his body were magnified, and feeling anything would cause Yan Sixian to grope for a while.
When he couldn't touch anyone, he kept diving.
The bottom of the water became colder and colder, and Yan Sixian felt as if he was imprisoned in the ice for ten thousand years, and he could no longer get out.
It's cold, it's too cold.
The water pressure is getting heavier and heavier, and the lungs feel as if they are about to explode.
Yan Sixian didn't know if he could float up.
For a few seconds, Yan Sixian's brain under the water went blank.
Until his hand touched something.
It was like a head.
He touched it carefully twice.
There is hair Got it Yan Sixian mustered up the last bit of energy, grabbed the man's hair, touched his shoulder, grabbed the clothes at his shoulder, and paddled desperately with his feet to the surface of the water.
It's really long, Yan Sixian has never walked such a long road in his life, and it seems that he can't reach the end no matter what.
Unable to lift his hands, he put his shoulders against the rescued man, concentrating all his strength on his calves.
But he couldn't feel it anymore if his calves were still moving.
There is light, moonlight, faint, is it going to the surface of the water?
It's almost there, I'm so tired, take a break He didn't know what the situation was on the shore, and he didn't know how many people were going to jump down, and his final realization was: Wu Duan, don't jump, Dad really has no energy to save you Shore.
Lai Xiangheng and the others finally fixed all the companions of the demon fear.
Thanks to Yan Sixian's wealth, he can spend money when he asks the assistant to buy equipment for entering the mountain, and he has to bundle the climbing rope alone, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a fast reaction speed.
After finishing their work, the three people who were still awake finally rushed to the shore.
"Deputy Yan, grab the rope and pull you up," Lai Xiangheng shouted.
Yan Sixian had already surfaced He couldn't tell the difference, he seemed to hear Lai Xiangheng's shout, and seemed to answer in a low voice "Oh", he didn't remember.
His mind was full of the scene of Titanic Jack sinking to the cold bottom of the sea, and he could no longer control his hand to grasp the rope, and his consciousness gradually withdrew.
In a trance, Yan Sixian felt that someone had jumped into the water and pushed himself to the shore.
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He wanted to hug the man to keep warm, and the last consciousness warned him not to do that, so he obediently let someone push him.
When Yan Sixian woke up, he found himself lying next to a warm fire, wrapped in a sleeping bag, and a special pot for picnic cooking was set on the fire, the fragrance of the pot made his index finger move, and he wanted to sit up immediately and eat the contents of the pot.
It was so beautiful that it was a little unreal, and for a few seconds, Yan Sixian felt that he might be dead.
He snorted uncomfortably and pleasantly.
Wu Duan immediately came over to help him, and muttered: "I'm finally awake."
Yan Sixian was stunned for a while, and even burst into tears before finally saying, "Why are you looking forward to inheriting my inheritance?"
As he spoke, he sat up with a grunt and looked around to count the number of people.
"Well, don't forget to leave it to me."
Wu Duan teased him while scooping a bowl of vegetable soup for him, "Don't look at it, nothing happened, drink it quickly, I'll tell you more when I'm done." ” While Wu Duan was serving the soup, Yan Sixian raised his hand and wiped the tears in his eyes.
It's not easy to survive.
After two more jokes, Wu Duan was about to explain the situation to him at that time.
Yan Sixian waved his hand and asked himself, "Is it the yellow powder that fell from the moth?"
"Hmm."
Wu Duan said: "At that time, the people who covered their mouths and noses with wet clothes were fine, I didn't pay attention, so I was recruited."
Now it seems that it has hallucinogenic effects, and I suspect there may be some psychotropic ingredient in it. ” Yan Sixian was a little embarrassed, when the two fell into the water together, his leg cramped, one hand put on Wu Duan's shoulder, and the other hand subconsciously pulled up the wet clothes to cover his mouth and nose, and the work of driving away the moths was handed over to Wu Duan, so that Wu Duan couldn't take care of himself.
Yan Sixian blew on the soup in the bowl and asked, "Then what did you see in the hallucination?"