At present, the only information that Jiang Huo can confirm that the other party has not found is the lifelike relief on the top of the stone pillar.

Because she didn't shoot at all, even her own people didn't know that such a pattern existed.

As for which force sent these crooked nuts to send spies?

Jiang Huo didn't believe the statements recorded by the security captain in the transcript documents at all.

Just pure mercenaries? Pick up missions on the black market and pass on information?

What about the crooks?

Of course, the above content is not so important to Jiang Huo at all.

The purpose, motive, and power behind these crooked nuts were not what Jiang Huo wanted to know at all. Jiang Huo only wanted to know how the three crooked nuts were in a coma in the desert, and how the other Yanma suddenly disappeared.

It's a pity that there is no relevant record in the six-page transcript, which makes Jiang Huo extremely disappointed.

Jiang Huo didn't believe it, and the staff in charge of interrogation didn't think of this thing.

However, judging by the information obtained now, Jiang Huo believes that there are only three possibilities.

The first, and most likely, point. That is, the interrogator has already inquired, and Crooked Guoren also described his experience truthfully, but the security captain did not record it, or in other words, the other party is likely to change a record book to record, and distinguish it from these ordinary contents.

Second, this is less likely than the first. That is, Crooked Guoren did not believe that what happened to him before was real, and he was afraid that he might be dissected as "neurotic" if he said it, so he decided to hide it or fool the past with words.

Third, this is the least likely. That is, the crooked nutman knew what he had been through, but he was reluctant to explain it, so he lied about it to scare the interrogators, and he succeeded.

Of course, according to the thinking and understanding of normal people, this is the order, but Jiang Huo is actually more inclined to the third one, and the best proof is that the other party suddenly showed a foreign flavor of Huaxia, and the black feather needle in their body.

Now, how to get the information he wants from the other party's mouth has become a problem that Jiang Huo needs to think about.

Sitting on the weathered rocks outside the camp, the figure of the river fire is easily spotted by those who come to get breakfast.

"Xiao Jiang, what are you sitting there for? Are you feeling better? Professor Liu recognized Jiang Huo's back at a glance, so he immediately asked.

Jiang Huo, who was thinking about the problem, heard the words coming from behind him, and immediately turned around, waved his hand, and said, "I'm just sitting here looking at the scenery, and my body is much better." ”

"Looking at the view? What's there to see here? Come here, last night, we found something suspicious, related to the mausoleum. Professor Liu did not have any taboos, opened his throat directly, and shouted loudly.

Found something suspicious? Or is it related to the mausoleum?

Jiang Huo's eyebrows tightened, she immediately stuffed the unfinished bread back into the plastic bag, jumped directly from the rock, ran quickly in the direction of the camp.

When Jiang Huo arrived at the conference tent, both the professors and experts of the archaeological research team and the students accompanying him sat on the spot, as long as no one was sent back. After they devoured breakfast, they turned on the computer and projector and discussed yesterday's findings carefully.

"These photos are all precious materials taken by Xiao Jiang yesterday when he climbed to the top of the stone pillar, and after we spliced and reasoned overnight, we were surprised to find that these patterns are connected and are actually a map."

The narrator was Professor Liang, who kept controlling the mouse and showing the photos to everyone present, and finally on the projection curtain was a distorted patchwork pattern, like a shrunken map.

"After zooming in on this map, we can be surprised to find that this stone pillar thousands of kilometers away has obvious plotting points on the map."

Professor Liang dragged the image to enlarge it, and at the very bottom of the map, there was a tiny, fuzzy cylindrical object, which many people would treat as weathered groupers if they didn't look closely.

"This ...... If this map is true, then this mausoleum is too big! ”

"I couldn't believe my eyes! How much does it cost to build such a large mausoleum in the middle of the desert? ”

"Impossible! When pigs fly! This map must be fake! We have a question to consider! At that time, he had been commanding the army to fight in all directions, where was there time to build such a huge mausoleum in the middle of this desert? ”

"Professor, are you mistaken?"

The old professors who sat there were silent, and the dozen or so students who survived and were not yet sick were in an uproar when they saw the picture projected from the projector.

No one dared to believe the authenticity of this map. What's more, they also questioned the findings of the old professors.

Professor Liang looked around and shook his head in disappointment after seeing the shocked, confused, and unbelieving expressions on the faces of the students around him. When Professor Liang turned his gaze to Jiang Huo, he found that Jiang Huo was just frowning and thinking, and did not follow the others to raise doubtful voices.

In his heart, he felt a little better.

"Jiang Huo, I see that you have been staring at the pattern, do you have any ideas? You still went up to take these photos, if you think what we said is wrong, you can bring it up on the spot, after all, you are the one who witnessed it. ”

Hearing Professor Liang's words, the gray-haired old professors around him all opened their eyes wide and looked at Jiang Huo expectantly.

Although they can remain silent in the face of students, in reality, they themselves cannot accept this conclusion.

Whether it is sensory identification or theoretical certification, their conclusion is untenable.

If you use the normal way of thinking to answer, you can only get one answer.

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous.

Jiang Huo stared at the pattern and thought for a few minutes. Just when everyone thought that she hadn't found out, Jiang Huo suddenly stood up, walked to Professor Liang's side, took the mouse handed over by the other party, controlled the computer, and washed out all the photos she took yesterday with a machine, one by one. To find this site, please search for "6 Mao" or enter the URL:.