Mrs. Miller was like an angry lioness in front of the forest inspector, but in fact, she was about to collapse. Since her daughter disappeared more than ten days ago, she had been crying in regret and self-blame. She only slept two or three hours a day and was always woken up by nightmares. Every time her cell phone rang, she always thought that her daughter had been found safe and sound. It was okay if she was slightly injured, as long as she was alive.
Since the forest park officials announced the end of the search and rescue due to the weather, she tried to restart the search and rescue on her own. After that, she distributed leaflets to every tourist she met, asking them to help find her daughter.
Everyone had given up. Only she had never given up. But even she had almost reached her limit.
When the car window was suddenly knocked, she thought the damn inspector had changed his mind and wanted to kick her out of the county. She couldn't bear it anymore and was about to explode, but she saw Zhang Zian standing outside.
She was stunned, quickly wiped the tears from her eyes and rolled down the window.
"Mrs. Miller? My name is … Jeff. I'm a tourist from China, but I sympathize with you. "Zhang Zian reached out and shook hands with her, expressing his sympathy.
"Thank you, Jeff." Mrs. Miller forced a smile and shook hands with him. She had received a lot of cold looks in the past few days, and even empty sympathy was precious.
"In fact …" Zhang Zian turned around and pointed to the tent and other camping supplies tied to the roof of his car. "I also plan to enter the forest, on foot, alone, just like your daughter."
Mrs. Miller stared at him with worry. She didn't want this young man, who looked like her daughter, to follow her daughter's fate.
"Jeff, listen to me. The forest is not safe. Don't go in alone. You should at least find a companion," she advised.
Zhang Zian smiled. "Mrs. Miller, I'm not going into the forest just for adventure. I have my reasons. Besides, you don't have to worry too much about my safety. I know Kung Fu."
As he spoke, he made a few Wing Chun moves. His punches were swift and fierce, and Mrs. Miller was stunned.
"Sure enough, China people are all Kung Fu masters," she exclaimed.
Zhang Zian was only trying to boost her confidence and did not clarify her misunderstanding. In addition, he did not expect Kung Fu to guarantee his safety in the forest. Even if he dragged Ye Wen over, he would not be able to defeat a black bear or a cougar. In the forest, the only thing that could guarantee safety was calmness and attentiveness. Of course, there were also the elves.
"What I'm trying to say is, I haven't figured out the route to enter the forest yet … So, I thought, since I'm going in anyway, why don't I ask you which route your daughter took? If possible, I plan to follow her route. Maybe I can help you find her …" he said.
Mrs. Miller's eyes widened, and she covered her mouth, staring at him in disbelief.
"Really? Are you serious? Oh my god! My God! You're not joking with me, are you?
"Of course not." Zhang Zian said solemnly, "You can believe me. I am not a religious person, so I will not swear to God, but I can swear on my wallet."
Mrs. Miller was stunned. She thought that this might be a unique way of swearing by the Chinese, but she did not ask further. The most important thing was that someone was willing to help her find her daughter in the forest. Even if he was sent by the devil from hell, she did not care too much.
She looked into the visitor center warily and saw the inspector looking over suspiciously. She immediately said, "I believe you, but it is not convenient to talk here. Follow me."
Zhang Zian understood and returned to his car. He signaled the elves who were strolling outside to get in the car.
After nightfall, the temperature plummeted. The elves had hair to keep them hydrated, so they did not hate the cool weather. However, the rising humidity made them a little uncomfortable.
"Who is this person?" Fina asked.
Zhang Zian briefly explained that her daughter had gone missing in the forest. He took into account that she had participated in the search and rescue work for more than two weeks and should know more about the situation nearby. He planned to ask her about the situation and help each other.
Old Time Tea agreed. "That's right."
After Mrs. Miller's car started, he drove behind her car.
It was foggy.
The visibility of the road became very low, and the dark and dirty woods on both sides of the road were like ghosts in the fog. Zhang Zian could only follow the headlights of the car in front of him from a distance, which reminded him of his driving experience in the Black Storm in the Sahara Desert. The difference was that one was extremely dry, and the other was extremely humid.
The two of them drove very slowly, especially when they turned corners. It was almost like they were crawling at a snail's pace. All the cars on the road had disappeared. The number of cars they had encountered could be counted with one hand. It seemed that no one wanted to drive at night in this foggy weather. It was very dangerous.
After driving for a long time, Mrs. Miller's car turned into a small road, and the road became bumpy.
After a while, the car in front of them stopped.
Zhang Zian also slowly stopped the car and saw a forest cabin in front of him.
It was a very simple, pure wood cabin. It was not a big house in the countryside. There were only two rooms, and firewood was piled outside. It looked like a hunting cabin or a place where people lived in seclusion in the mountains.
Mrs. Miller had already gotten out of the car. She stood at the door of the cabin and asked him to go in.
Zhang Zian took the elfins and followed her into the house.
"Please take a seat. A kind-hearted person lent me this place to live because I don't want to leave. If my daughter is found, I want to see her immediately."
She was busy turning on the diesel generator, so the cabin was electrified. The warm light came on and drove away the darkness.
Then she brought in firewood and lit the fireplace. As the flames rose, the room became warm.
The elfins' eyes were all attracted by a deer head on the wall. The deer head was lifelike. It was nailed to the wall with its head and neck as a specimen. Its round black eyes reflected the light.
Such specimens were quite common in the United States. The owner of the house used specimens to show that he was an excellent hunter. Of course, the person who made the specimen might not be the current owner, but the current owner's father, grandfather, or even ancestors.
The elfins were not very used to it. They felt that it was a bit cruel. Besides, weren't they afraid of being stared at by this deer head while they slept?
"Tea or coffee?" Mrs. Miller asked.
"Tea," Zhang Zian said. He was wearing very thin clothes during the day, so he really needed a cup of hot tea to warm his body.
Mrs. Miller also made a cup of tea for herself, sat down, and told Zhang Zian about what happened after her daughter disappeared.
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