"Captain," Dong Wa said, looking utterly resigned as he lay quietly behind the shelter in the mountain hollow, "where did this guy come from? Why did he hitch a ride with us?"
Jiacuo replied, "He said he climbed to the summit from the south slope, then skied down Mount Everest to the north slope... At first I thought he was making it up, but now I'm starting to believe him."
Medicine Wa suddenly said, "Captain, when we were on the road, I told him I was a sharpshooter, and he said he was too. I said I could hit a coin within ten meters, and later he said he could hit one within three thousand meters... Back then, I thought he was lying too."
Jiacuo froze for a moment. "Why didn't you tell us about that?"
Dong Wa said, "I told you, but you had to believe me first."
Jiacuo asked, "What else did he say? Did he say what he did for a living?"
Dong Wa said, "He did. He said he was a repairman. I asked what he repaired and whether he could fix my family's tractor. He said he repaired people, not tractors..."
"Repair people? How?"
"Send them back to the factory for a rebuild."
Jiacuo was speechless. Why not just say he killed people and sent them off to be reincarnated?
It was the first time he had seen someone describe murder in such a civilized way!
"Captain, there are still more than twenty people with Deji. Do you think it's too dangerous to let him chase them down by himself?" Xing Wa asked.
Remembering Qing Chen's speed, which had left afterimages in his vision, Jiacuo lay on the ground and replied, "I'm already wondering whether Deji's wife will remarry after she becomes a widow."
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